On the wilderness, four easy-going Minghuang appeared. No matter who they were or how greedy they were, they had to retreat.

The strong man in the sage realm is not something that the Saint Fighting warriors can provoke.

"This little guy is such a freak." Old Lu looked at Zhao Yu with his eyes flashing.

If he hadn't been concerned about Zhao Yu's identity, if there were no other people around him now, he would really want to capture Zhao Yu and study it carefully. Not to mention the other things, just talking about the few heavenly-level martial arts that Zhao Yu showed would be enough for him to be moved.

There are not many heavenly fighting skills or heavenly martial arts in the continent.

"I advise you not to have any bad thoughts." Long seemed to see the thoughts of his old friends for many years, and couldn't help but whisper to the side: "Don't you know what you have done in the year of the birth of the Bajue Sect. At this time, you will have no place to stay in your place in heaven and earth."

"Long is right." Emperor Ming nodded from the side: "If he fails to pass the tribulation, it's okay if he fails. Now that he succeeds to pass the tribulation, you still touch him, then you are not the only one who is unlucky. Our Beast Hunter Guild and the Treasure Basin will be unlucky. Moreover, with the terrifying talent shown by this kid, if something happens to him, it will not be as simple as unlucky, but... erase it."

"It's not as serious as you said?"

"No, maybe it will be even more serious. Are you sure that there is no powerful man staring in the secret?" Minghuang's eyes flashed.

Obviously, it was not just Lao Lu that had abnormal movements, but even Emperor Ming couldn't help but be moved.

The three of them were all sentiments, and the old man Xi Du didn't know. At this time, the old man Xi Du was just worried that Zhao Yu would survive the thunder tribulation and was struck by the lightning to become an idiot. He didn't care much about the others.

As for the heavenly fighting skills or heavenly martial arts skills, the Western Poison Old Man had no idea at all. What he wanted was to repair his mood, or... poison skills.

He really doesn't care about fighting skills or martial arts.

"That's right, it's better to be cautious." Long shook his head gently.

The three of them were all leaning against the Mingshan Mountains behind them. The wealth they have collected over the years is not only harmonious, but they have not collected much of the heavenly martial arts, and they can even say that they have not.

After all, every time the heavenly martial arts or heavenly fighting skills are born, it will inevitably cause a bloody storm.

Among their forces, there is no powerful person in charge. Even if they obtain heavenly-level martial arts or fighting skills, they do not have the ability to protect them.

Now that this opportunity is placed in front of them, they are really moved.

"Amitabha."

A Buddhist chant sounded, and the old monk Jiewu led the young monk Yichan to walk slowly.

"Monk? When did this monk come?" Emperor Ming's eyes suddenly narrowed, his face full of alertness.

Although the three of them were transmitting their voices just now, their spiritual sense had not been relaxed. They were not only guarding against the fact that some people around them covet Zhao Yu's things, but also investigating whether there are strong people secretly protecting Zhao Yu.

But...their spiritual consciousness did not discover anything at all.

"Master, please do not get close." Old Lu smiled and stretched out his hand, looking at the old monk Jiewu, not allowing any step.

Although they knew that the old monk Jiewu and Zhao Yu had entered the carnival town all the way, they now covet Zhao Yu, so it was naturally impossible to give the old monk Jiewu a chance to get close to Zhao Yu, and even had a hint of murderous intent in their hearts.

Kill people to silence them.

"Don't get in, you three idiots, do you know who he is? You dare to tell him not to get in, you don't have to die." The old man from Xidu cursed directly, and then shouted at the old monk Jiewu without saying anything, "Old monk Jiewu, come here quickly, I don't have any pills to save people, this little kid."

The faces of Emperor Ming and the other two became a little gloomy. They were originally trying to kill someone to silence them. Now the old man from Xidu still said this, which was simply an insult to them.

But after coming back to his senses, Emperor Ming’s face suddenly changed drastically and suddenly became extremely pale.

Before this, the old monk Jiewu introduced himself that my name is Jiewu.

At that time, the Ming Emperor and the other two didn't care at all because they were worried about Zhao Yu in the inn.

But now it is different. After the old man Xidu shouted the name Jiewu again, Emperor Ming finally remembered a person, a person who could make the old man Xidu who was crazy by nature feel fearful.

Monk Jiewu was a mad monk who was rampant on the mainland hundreds of years ago and even dared to gamble with the seven ghosts of Bajue Sect.

"Old monk Jiewu? Monk Jiewu? A few hundred years ago, we were already famous as a mad monk on the mainland before we broke through the realm of wise men?" Long was a businessman after all, and the news was relatively good. He was the first to come back to his senses and couldn't help but send a message to the other two people.

"Yes." Minghuang did not reply to anything else, but just focused on the key points.

Is this a big deal? Looking at the appearance of the old man Xi Du, the current old monk Jiewu is probably the crazy monk hundreds of years ago.

"Is it really that crazy monk?" Old Lu couldn't help but continue to send a message. Unsure, he didn't give up, although he had vaguely guessed a possibility.

"right."

This time, Emperor Ming finally gave a definite answer. After all, he was the president of the Hunter Guild. Although there was no Long Lingtong's news about him, he had to know more about what happened back then than the other two people.

Why!

Long and Lao Lu finally gave up. A trace of unwillingness flashed in Emperor Ming’s eyes, and then he felt relieved.

The young master of Bajue Sect is too noble, how could he not have escorted him? Moreover, the talent shown by Zhao Yu is far beyond the description of a genius, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a monster.

When fighting a warrior, he encountered a thunder tribulation like a sage, and it can even be said to be even more terrifying. His strength...

Thinking of this, Emperor Ming finally couldn't help but tremble for a moment, because he remembered something, Zhao Yu and Yang Xiao killed the third-level peak Kun of the Saint Warrior outside Qingyan City.

At the seventh level of the Great Fighting Warrior, he can kill the peak of the third level of the Saint Fighting Warrior. How terrifying is Zhao Yu who entered the Saint Fighting Warrior?

Especially when I think of the martial arts Zhao Yu used when he passed the tribulation, one was more terrifying and one was more terrifying.

No one can be asked for heavenly martial arts, even if it is Minghuang, he only has one move, but what about Zhao Yu? There are too many.

And the most terrifying point is also what everyone ignores, that is, the consumption of internal energy by the heavenly martial arts.

Others don’t know that Minghuang, who has the Heavenly Level Fighting Skills, knows very well that with his third-level sage realm, if he has all his strength to activate the Heavenly Level Fighting Skills, he will only have eight chances, and his inner energy will inevitably be exhausted.
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