Zhao Yu stopped.

It's not that he is afraid of these two saber qi. In fact, according to the strength of these two saber qi, they can't hurt Zhao Yu, who is still running the golden bell at this moment.

The reason why he stopped was because there were Jiang Yuyan and Erha behind him who were unable to move.

as well as……

Zhao Yu already knew the whereabouts of the escaped man!

The two people who stopped him in front of him were holding knives in both hands and dressed in black. The weirdest thing was that they both wore strange-looking masks.

Ghost Cha Luo!

"The Godless Palace?"

Zhao Yu looked at the two people blocking his way in front of him, and then recalled the figure of the person who escaped.

If nothing unexpected happens, the one who escaped should be Jue Wushen!!

"kill!"

The two Gui Chaluo ignored Zhao Yu's questions and struck at Zhao Yu with their long knives in their hands.

Zhao Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense, stretched out his hands, easily grasped the blade of the sword, and broke the long sword with a slight force on his palm.

The two ghosts were about to retreat, but a flash of sword light flashed in front of their eyes, and then the whole world spun and fell into darkness.

After dealing with the two Gui Cha Luo, Zhao Yu turned around and returned to the Zen courtyard, walking towards Jiang Yuyan and Er Ha.

When passing by the headless corpse of the silly man, Zhao Yu was slightly stunned.

The one who escaped was Jue Wushen, so who was this fool with strong punches?

Why would Jue Wushen hide in the dark and watch this fool fight for his life?

To take someone's head for your own neck?

Zhao Yu shook his head. If this was really the case, Jue Wushen should have appeared when he was repelled twice.

The worst thing is that when he was fighting with this fool, he could easily capture Jiang Yuyan and Erha as a threat to himself, so why have to wait for this fool to risk his life...

Death-defying?!!

Zhao Yu's eyes suddenly widened, and a somewhat vague memory suddenly flooded into his mind!

"Quan Chi? The son of the god of boxing?"

Looking at the headless corpse at his feet, Zhao Yu could roughly guess the whereabouts of this fool.

According to Zhao Yu's scattered memories, if there are no mistakes, Jue Wushen's famous stunt, the killing punch, was understood from the few words taken out of this fool's mouth!

In this way, it makes sense why Jue Wushen hid outside and never took action!

Jue Wushen's goal is to make the fool use his last punch!

Zhao Yujiang was very close to guessing about Jue Wushen's original intention.

But he also ignored why Jue Wushen would bring Quan Chi all the way to find him...

…

Zhao Yu crossed Quan Chi's body and came to Erha and Jiang Yuyan.

"You guys... hmm?"

Zhao Yu was about to open his mouth to express concern for the two of them, but found that something was wrong with their expressions.

Erha's arms were broken and he looked miserable.

But the way this guy looked at me at the moment was somewhat strange.

Looking at Jiang Yuyan again, her pretty face was flushed, blood seemed to rush to her cheeks, and her eyes were evasive when she looked at her.

"The inner breath is chaotic and the blood energy is rising?"

Seeing the flush on Jiang Yuyan's cheeks, Zhao Yu immediately took a step forward and reached out towards Jiang Yuyan's forehead.

"ah?!"

But Jiang Yuyan exclaimed, and subconsciously glanced at Erha next to her, who was somewhat in the way.

Erha looks silly, but in fact he is very thoughtful.

Seeing Jiang Yuyan looking over, she immediately turned her head.

At this time, a gust of breeze passed through the Zen courtyard...

Zhao Yu suddenly froze on the spot, and his eyes slowly shifted from Jiang Yuyan to himself!

"Made!!"

As if he had been burned, Zhao Yu jumped up, covered his body that was swaying in the wind, and flew straight towards the outside of the wall.

It turned out that when Quan Chi had just resisted the last two punches, even though the golden bell was running around his body, he blocked Quan Chi's violent punches.

But the raging fist force even lifted up the surrounding soil several feet, not to mention Zhao Yu's clothes?

Under the violent punch, except for the black silkworm armor that was close to Zhao Yu's upper body, not a single trace was left.

No wonder the two people in front of them had the same reaction when they saw him.

But looking at the martial arts world, for thousands of years, there have been only treasure armors and no treasure trousers in the martial arts world!

Now Zhao Yu is very puzzled, is it possible that all those top masters fighting have to go through this kind of experience?

Zhao Yu, who had stepped out of the outer wall, glanced around, then gritted his teeth and stepped forward to pull off the pants of one of the Gui Cha Luo.

Although it's a bit uncomfortable, it's still better than being naked.

Zhao Yu, who put on his pants again, came to the two of them again.

"How's the injury?"

Zhao Yu glared at Erha who was suppressing a smile, then looked at Jiang Yuyan and said.

"The inner breath is disturbed. It should be fine after adjusting the breath!" Jiang Yuyan's cheeks were slightly red, and she lowered her head and replied in a low voice.

Zhao Yu nodded, glanced around, and then said: "Just adjust your breathing here. Let's leave here after the injury is more stable!"

Apart from the three of them, there were only three corpses left inside and outside the house.

As for the man in purple, he had already oiled the soles of his feet the moment Zhao Yu was knocked away by Quan Chi.

Now that I think about it carefully, the man in purple who benefited from this incident was the man in purple who absorbed more than half of Jiang Yuyan's skills!

But as far as Zhao Yu is concerned, that guy can escape the monk but cannot escape the temple.

Others don’t know his details, so Zhao Yu doesn’t know him?

…

After Juewu Shen plundered out of Fulen Temple, there were already several Gui Cha Luo waiting at the foot of the mountain.

Taking the horse rein from Gui Chaluo's hand, the group quickly left the town.

After everyone galloped for more than fifty miles, one of them, Gui Cha Luo Ce, wearing a golden Rakshasa mask, stepped forward and looked tentatively at Jue Wu Shen Dao.

"Lord, next..."

Juewu Shen reined in his horse, thought for a moment and said, "Take someone to Songshan Mountain and get something for me from the Shaolin Temple!"

"Please tell me, Lord!"

Jin Chaluo sat upright on his horse, clasping his fists and waiting for orders.

In Jue Wushen's mind, the figure of Zhao Yuli who resisted killing Jue without being injured once again appeared.

He has already grasped some clues to the essence of Jinshu Boxing. With his talent in martial arts, it is not difficult to learn more fierce boxing techniques from it.

But Zhao Yu's indestructible ability also made him frightened.

Thinking of this, Jue Wushen approached Jin Chaluo and whispered something in his ear.

"Please rest assured, my lord, my subordinates will definitely live up to my lord's expectations!"

After saying that, Jin Cha Luo turned his horse's head and led the three Gui Cha Luo towards the direction of Songshan Mountain.

"My lord, over there with Marquis Tietan..."

After Jin Chaluo left, another Gui Chaluo came forward and asked tentatively.

Hearing this, Jue Wushen looked in the direction of Fulen Temple and said with a sneer: "Send a message to Zhu Wuwu and tell him that Zhao Yu's head will be delivered to him!"

Golden bell?
Chapter completed!