The people of the sect left the former residence of the king of Thailand, they really didn't dare to compete with a vassal king, Xiao Chen had already left here and went to a more secret place.

When the soldiers and horses of the Five Cities and the secret agents of Ouchi heard the news, they rushed as fast as they could, and once again surrounded the place.

With the previous "experience", the fat man is more confident that no matter who comes to ask for someone, it is one result: not to give,

And he also found a high-sounding reason for himself, lying that he wanted to find Xiao Chen through Chu Yue and Lin Die, and then handed him over to the emperor's uncle.

At the east gate of the imperial capital, a rustic-looking carriage drove in,

Sitting in the car is the old ancestor who has just come out of Cangyuemen, his name is Zhao Dedong, and the soul warrior level is the second level of the Holy Martial Realm.

It's embarrassing to say, he has been in retreat in the cave for forty years, and he has only been promoted from the first level of the Holy Martial Realm to the second level.

It is precisely because he has not advanced an inch for a long time, so when the disciples and grandchildren kneel outside the cave and beg him, he will agree to avenge Zhao Fangxing without thinking.

"Is this the emperor-capital," Zhao Dedong lifted the curtain on the side and looked at it for a while, and said, "It's no different from forty years ago, except that there are more people on the street,"

Accompanying him was Zhao Fucai, the second disciple of Cangyue Sect, who replied with a smile: "What you said is right, to say something disrespectful, the current emperor has limited ability, and he has governed the world for twenty years, not only has he not surpassed the previous emperor, but has regressed,"

Zhao Dedong frowned, pointed in one direction and said, "Go over there and have a look,"

"Why go over there, let's go to the inn first, you have a hard journey," Zhao Fucai said,

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, my ancestors, I have my own opinions,"

"Yes,"

Zhao Dedong, who was wearing a gray robe, had the appearance of a fairy, and he ordered the coachman to circle around the inner city.

By the next day, he had already gone around the city of Forty-Nine,

Zhao Fucai didn't understand why the ancestor did this, he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, because he was looking for a bad temper.

"Ancestor, where are we going next," he asked in a respectful tone.

Zhao Dedong raised his eyebrows and said, "Go back to the inn,"

"Go back," Zhao Fucai was stunned,

"Yes, go back and rest," Zhao Dedong didn't plan to tell him his plan, narrowed his eyes and began to recuperate,

For a whole day, Zhao Dedong locked himself in his room, and the food and tea were personally delivered by Zhao Fucai.

In the middle of the night, a black figure left the inn and dodged between the jagged roofs.

Soon, the black shadow came to a deserted courtyard and landed lightly on the wall.

Although he covered his face with a black scarf, revealing a pair of eyes, his white eyelashes still betrayed him, this person was Zhao Dedong,

After two days of exploration, and then carefully ruled out, this courtyard was the most suspicious, and it was the most likely hiding place for Xiao Chen.

As a master of the Xuanwu Realm, he can perceive the level of soul warriors within a certain range, which is also the purpose of his circle in the city.

The emperor and the capital are mixed, coupled with the influx of disciples from several major sects, it can be said that he is a master like a cloud, and it is only a person like him who can be completely calm and calm to find Xiao Chen's whereabouts from the Ten Thousand Soul Warriors.

I have to say that forty years of penance, although it did not allow him to achieve great achievements in rank, it fundamentally honed his mind.

This is a courtyard house that has been abandoned for many years, without a trace of light,

In the wing room to the north, Xiao Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, and Ye Ziwu's martial soul reminded him that there was a master outside,

A leaf silently burrowed out of the crack in the window and slowly fell to the ground,

The corners of Zhao Dedong's eyes turned up, and he said in a cold voice: "Xiao Chen, don't you plan to come out to meet your seniors, as a junior, this bit of politeness always has to be talked about,"

Xiao Chen was silent, because he couldn't be sure whether the other party was friend or foe, but it was basically certain that it was more likely that he was friend or foe.

For his friends are limited, and his enemies and enemies are numerous.

Zhao Dedong sneered: "Do you think that if you don't speak, I won't know where you are hiding, let me tell you the truth, the leaf that floated out of the window just now has betrayed you,"

The little marquis was shocked in his heart, it turned out to be a martial soul who revealed his identity,

You must know that for a long time, he has used martial spirits to eavesdrop, sneak attack, poison, etc., all of which are invincible, and he has never been discovered.

Master, the other party must be a master,

Thinking of this, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, blaming himself for being too careless, he really shouldn't stay in the city,

"Boy, you can calm down," Zhao Dedong continued to sneer: "No wonder you can kill my apprentice grandson, causing the Cangyue Gate group of dragons to be leaderless, I have to admit that you used the strength of the second level of the Xuanwu Realm to kill Zhao Fangxing, the seventh level of the Xuanwu Realm, which shows that you are a person with relatively strong internal strength,"

Xiao Chen took a deep breath: "Since you know, you dare to come and find yourself uncomfortable, who are you?"

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, because you're going to be a dead man soon," Zhao Dedong sneered: "I'm the old ancestor of Cangyue Sect, a master of the Holy Martial Realm,"

The little marquis chuckled in his heart, but he felt that he couldn't lose to the other party in terms of momentum, so he also said in a sneering tone: "Cangyue Gate has a master like you, how can Zhao Fangxing sit in the position of the door master, isn't it a corpse vegetarian meal,"

"Why do you care so much, you just need to know that you will die today," Zhao Dedong's mind moved, and a giant snake with a length of more than six meters appeared on the ground under his feet,

This is a highly venomous red snake, about a foot in diameter, with a red and black ring-shaped body, a triangular head raised high, and a black letter that keeps spitting.

Xiao Chen broke through the wooden window and jumped out, and before his feet touched the ground, eight leaf martial spirits flew up at the same time, forming an arc-shaped formation, facing the Red Lian Snake,

"It's a pity to have such cultivation at such a young age," Zhao Dedong couldn't help but love talent, and said: "When I was your age, I only had the strength of the Qi Martial Realm, correct what I said just now, although I am to avenge my apprentice, I will not kill you immediately, but I will dedicate you to the emperor, and the position of deputy national teacher is still very attractive to me,"

The little marquis smiled faintly: "Then see if you can catch me, the old man talks so much, in my impression, most of the people who talk about it are vain, and all of them are silver-like pewter heads,"

Zhao Dedong was furious: "If you kid dare to look down on me, let you know the means of knowing the Saint Martial Realm Soul Warrior,"

Hiss......

The red snake spat out a long letter, twisted its incomparably flexible body, and swam towards Xiao Chen quickly,

Fire and ice leaves shoot flying needles in one salp, thunder leaves release lightning, and wind leaves cast wind blades.

Whoosh...... Click...... Whew......

The flying needle was bounced off by the skin of the red snake, leaving no trace, but the place where it was hit showed traces of freezing and scorching.

Lightning struck its head, and the silver arc instantly filled its body, and more than a dozen wind blades slashed at its neck one after another.

Puff ......

The high head of the red snake slammed into the ground, making a violent sound,

Zhao Dedong frowned slightly, although he had long known that Xiao Chen's martial soul was not ordinary, and he had already been mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the situation in front of him,

The water-attribute martial soul burrowed into the ground, and the black vines broke through the ground, entangled the red snake that had not yet reacted, making it unable to move for half a minute.

The little marquis smiled: "Holy Martial Realm Soul Warrior, but that's it,"