Chenliu City has become a forbidden area, and no one from the deserted state dares to appear there.

But Chen Luo didn't even show his face once from beginning to end, as if he had disappeared.

Many people at the foot of the mountain kept talking about these things, and their words were mostly contempt for monks in the desert and their admiration for the drunk spring breeze.

The original young master of Tingxue Tower now seems to be useless. His strength is terrifying, no wonder he dares to challenge Chen Luo.

A group of more than ten people walked out of the town not far away and merged into the noisy crowd at the foot of the mountain. It was like dust falling into the sea without causing any turmoil, and naturally did not attract the attention of others.

Listening to the comments coming from his ears, many Ye family disciples were so angry that their faces turned red. Ye Tao clenched his fists, and a terrifying evil aura surged out of his thin body, and his face was cold.

Among these people's discussions, they actually regarded the outsiders from the deserted state as uncivilized barbarians. This was a great insult, and few people could swallow their anger.

But Ye Xiu, who was walking in the front, had a very calm look, and there was no joy or sorrow on his face as if he could not hear the comments around him at all.

"Young clan leader, these Tang people are too bullying. Should you teach them a lesson?"

Ye Yun was also so angry that his scalp was numb and he couldn't help but ask.

"They were not wrong. Many things that happened in the Tang Kingdom these days were the first to provoke people in the deserted state. The Tang Dynasty claimed to be the kingdom of heaven, so it would naturally regard those people as uncivilized barbarians. Since we also planned to provoke trouble, we should count them in it, so there was nothing to be angry about."

Ye Xiu said lightly.

"You mean we were wrong?"

Ye Yun was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand very much, so he asked.

The group walked forward, and the other Ye family members pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

Ye Xiu shook his head slowly and said softly: "The Tang Dynasty Crown Prince Li Xiu once said a very interesting sentence, which was recorded in anecdotes by Qingtiance. He said that there is actually nothing right or wrong in this world, and some are just different positions."

Ye Xiu's eyes flashed slightly, and he seemed to be a little amazed.

"This is very reasonable. In our opinion, it is a matter of Baili to make a name for borrowing Sanshengzhai, while in the eyes of those Tang people, it is full of provocation and impolite behavior. In the final analysis, the two sides have different positions."

"So we don't need to explain or clarify anything. No matter what dispute is, they rely on fists to the end. They may be very loud and noisy, but as long as we win, noisy noisy will disappear. Their attitude is actually not important at all."

Ye Xiu walked through the crowd and went to the front, raised his eyes gently, and looked up at the cottage on the top of the mountain.

Ye Yun and others looked at each other behind them, nodded and restrained their emotions, and began to remain indifferent to the outside world's discussion.

As time passed by bit by bit, Ye Xiu's eyes never recovered on the top of the mountain. Ye Tao and others stood quietly behind him, following everything with the leader of the young clan leader.

I don’t know how long it took, but a colorful light suddenly burst out from the hillside. It lasted for a long time before it converged and disappeared, and everyone’s eyes were attracted.

Then they saw two people staying there.

Ye Xiu's eyes also set on the hillside.

A man walked down from the mountain, and the distance was too far to see who the person was, but many people's eyes never looked away.

The mountainside is not the top of the mountain, so you naturally walk down much faster. The figure of that person gradually became clear in everyone's eyes.

At this moment, countless discussions disappeared.

Thousands of eyes gathered on the purple figure.

Chu Heng actually went down the mountain?

Many people's expressions changed and they stood there.

You should know that people from Huangzhou are completely different concepts about going up the mountain and Chu Heng going down the mountain.

Although they all have to fight, the meaning is very different.

Going up the mountain means worshiping the mountain, and going to the door to provoke it. That is a great disrespect. If you win Sanshengzhai, you will lose your own sect and become a laughing stock for all the people in the world. It can be said that it is the most offensive act.

When going down the mountain, Chu Heng took the initiative to fight. If he loses San Shengzhai, his face will be gone, and if he wins the people in Huangzhou, he will be much less pressure.

Even Ye Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly. He was actually making the final consideration when he looked at the top of the mountain.

Now that Chu Heng has gone down the mountain, things seem to have become simpler.

The crowd was silent, and the noise disappeared.

Chu Heng stood at the foot of the mountain, and the mountains behind him gradually became blurred. He lowered his head and a long line appeared at his feet. He took a step forward, walked to the front of the line, and stopped.

Then he raised his head and looked at the crowd, his eyes circling on everyone's bodies, and a sarcasm gradually appeared in his eyes.

"I will give you a stick of incense. If no one takes action after this incense is burned, I would like to ask everyone from Huangzhou to get away. If anyone dares to step within a hundred miles of the Three Saints, he will be killed without mercy!"

The words with strong murderous intent came from Chu Heng's mouth, which made many people in the crowd frown slightly.

"This guy is so arrogant."

Ye Yun followed Ye Xiu and couldn't help but snorted coldly when he heard this.

"Young clan leader, let me take action to solve his problem earlier, and then go to Chang'an soon. I can't help but have a fight with the disciples in the academy."

Ye Tao touched his forehead, looked at Chu Heng with cold eyes, and sneered.

"Look first, someone is more anxious than you."

Ye Xiu shook his head gently and said lightly.

Ye Tao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he turned his head and looked to the side as if he had seen something from the corner of his eyes.

The crowd there opened a road from left to right. A man in a straw raincoat walked out of it, stood in front of everyone, and stood in front of Chu Heng.

"The person from Tiandao Sect?"

Ye Tao's eyes narrowed slightly, and this outfit could easily see the origin of this person.

Tiandao Sect is nothing in Huangzhou. Like the Ye family, it is only a medium-sized force, but how big is Huangzhou?

The sphere of influence of a Tiandao Sect is already very wide. The most important thing is that the sphere of influence and the Ye family is adjacent to each other, but it is not friendly and occasionally there is friction.

I never thought that even if I went to Tang State, I could meet people from Tiandao Sect. It seemed that this was a fate that could not be cut.

"Tiandao Sect, Hu Yidao!"

The man stood in front of Chu Heng, holding his right hand on the knife handle, and the long knife was sheathed and made a slight friction sound, and the metallic attack seemed a little harsh.

"I'm not interested in knowing who you are, but I believe you'll be interested in knowing one thing."

Chu Heng held the sword in his left hand and gently placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword. The sarcasm in his eyes gradually turned into coldness.

"Oh? I'm really interested in knowing after hearing what you said."

Looking at Chu Heng's actions, Hu Yidao sneered, with a faint sense of arrogance on his face.

He is not the waste of Zangwu Pavilion. He is one of the most outstanding disciples among the disciples of Chengyi of Tiandao Sect. He has great confidence in winning this battle.

This attitude is very arrogant, as if he doesn't take people seriously.

The unspeakable coldness filled Chu Heng's eyes.

"But I'm not interested in talking now."

Hu Yidao's sneer froze and anger rose on his face.

"Are you kidding me?"

Chu Heng shook his head and said disdainfully: "You will know what I want to say soon."

"But I'm no longer interested in listening."

Hu Yidao let out a cold snorting, no longer talking nonsense, his body rushed forward with a flash of sword light.

The dust on the ground was flying, and the yellow sand was gently rolled up under the blades of grass.

The straw raincoat turned lightly like smoke and clouds floated forward after rain, and a cold light shone on the long sword. Before the sword arrived, the wind had already arrived.

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed a few times, as if they could not have imagined that this strange-looking person would be so sharp when he started.

The sunlight fell on the blade and refracted it on Chu Heng's eyes, and his eyelids drooped down.

Blinked gently.

Blinking is two actions, letting go and lifting.

His eyes were lowered and his sword was unsheathed.

His eyelids were raised and his sword was sheathed.

The sound of swords sounded in the middle.

Hu Yidao's body fell from the air, his eyes were open, and the long sword broke in half from the middle, and a red line appeared on his neck.

A faint wind blew from a distance, bringing the unique flavor of early summer in Jiangnan.

The red line gradually expanded, Hu Yidao's head separated from his neck, fell to the ground, rolled for a distance and hit a stone and stopped.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in shock, and Ye Tao's pupils shrank a little, and his eyes were filled with solemnity when he looked at Chu Heng again.

"Next!"

These sights contained a lot of meaning, but Chu Heng ignored them. He just looked at the crowd quietly, and there was no sarcasm on his face. At this moment, he represented the Three Saint Zhai and the face of the Cao Sheng.

Chen Linci was not here when he traveled around the world. As a second disciple, he naturally had to support the honor that belonged to San Shengzhai alone.

The sword was still gently held in the palm of his hand, as if he had never left it.

Next!
To be continued...