Wu Chen rushed to the Heavenly Dao Academy non-stop, and along the way, the Demon Suppression Sword drank the blood of the Xuan Beast, and his cultivation also broke through the late stage of the martial soul and reached the peak of the martial soul.

Different from the division of Xuan Xiu, there are only six levels of martial arts that are recognized as martial arts, and then there are martial spirits, military generals, martial emperors, martial emperors, and martial gods, and each level is divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage, and peak. As for Wu Zu, only Wu Chen in his previous life has reached it since ancient times.

Finally, Wu Chen arrived at the foot of Vientiane Mountain, which is known as the entrance of Tiandao Courtyard, and as soon as he arrived here, Wu Chen saw the eye-catching big stone tablet standing at the foot of the mountain, on which I don't know who wrote the three big characters of "Tiandaokou".

Wu Chen glanced at it and continued to walk forward, there was a two-story wooden building not far in front, the door on the first floor was open, and it could be clearly seen that there were six or seven wooden tables inside, but at this time, most of the tables were already full of Xuan Xiu.

Most of the tables were filled with small dishes to accompany the wine, and the monks also held black-glazed pottery bowls for drinking, and talked to the people around them about their observations and adventures. There are also many people who are looking around the corner to find out the news they want, or a certain Jedi was mistakenly discovered the Ancient Monk Cave Mansion, which caused many sects to snatch the magic weapon in the Cave Mansion, Xuandan.

Or the eldest disciple of a certain sect wants to marry the daughter of a certain mansion master, and the monk who has seen the daughter of a certain mansion master can't help but sigh for a while, just because the woman is too beautiful, and he can't wait to incarnate as that big disciple to marry her.

Wu Chen walked into the wooden building with a big knife on his back, because Wu Chen's strong muscles attracted several strong or weak divine sense investigations, but when he found that Wu Chen was an ordinary person with no mysterious power and an empty body, all of them leaked a look of disdain.

After all, in this world of the jungle, what is the difference between an ordinary person and which pigs and dogs, and ants?

At this time, a big man with black hair and a pair of standard armor walked over to Wu Chen, who had just entered the door, with a wine glass.

The two-meter-tall man suddenly crashed into Wu Chen, and the wine in his hand was sprinkled with stars.

Wu Chen, who was covered in wine, looked really embarrassed, but it caused a burst of laughter from the people around him.

The black-haired man, who felt that he was not yet satisfied, continued to scold at Wu Chen

"Little brute, blind eyes! I didn't see Lao Tzu, so I hit Lao Tzu, do you know that this glass of wine will not pay for your life?"

After speaking, he raised the wine glass in his hand and continued to look at Wu Chendao

"Yo! I still have a knife on my back, and it seems that I am still good at refining knives, but I don't know if I can compare to this one in Lao Tzu's waist!"

After speaking, he proudly patted the standard long knife on his waist with his other hand.

"Old Lu, I don't think you can compare to him, hahahahaha!" said the monk who was familiar with the black-haired man.

Then it caused a burst of laughter from the people around him.

"You don't deserve it. Suddenly, a small sound came into everyone's ears, and there was silence in the wooden building.

The black-haired man known as Lao Lu looked around to find the voice, and suddenly felt that it was the man he called an ant in front of him.

He looked down at Wu Chen and roared, "Little brute, what you said just now?"

"You don't deserve it. "It's still the same flat voice.

Sure enough, it was him. The black-haired man surnamed Lu looked at the mortal in front of him in disbelief and felt a little ridiculous! But he still decided to pinch the mortal in front of him to calm his anger.

"You're looking for death!" the black-haired man surnamed Lu shouted as he stretched out his left hand and pinched Wu Chen's neck.

The ants that I thought could be pinched to death just by hand reversed.

The black-haired man surnamed Lu felt that his left hand couldn't be extended, and when he looked at it, he found that his left hand and wrist were being tightly held by Wu Chen's right hand, and he couldn't move.

As Wu Chen's strength increased, the black-haired man surnamed Lu seemed to feel that his wrist was tightly clamped by a thousand-pound pair of tongs, and the sharp pain kept coming.

The surrounding Xuan Xiu felt that something was wrong with the situation, and also whispered.

The black-haired man surnamed Lu, who seemed to have been greatly humiliated, yelled at Wu Chen: "Damn ant, you dare to fight back?"

After speaking, he took out the saber on his waist with his right hand, pulled it out violently, and slashed at Wu Chen's head!

Suddenly, a "sonorous" sound came out, and the black-haired man surnamed Lu stared widening his eyes violently, looked at his right hand, and found that the knife in his hand couldn't cut down, and he was looking at the blade that had been tightly held by Wu Chen's left hand.

"How is it possible! Isn't he an ordinary person without mystical power?" how is this possible!" The black-haired man surnamed Lu thought in horror in his heart.

"I said you don't deserve it. Wu Chen's flat voice came.

But at this time, few people doubted Wu Chen's words anymore.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain came from the abdomen of the black-haired man surnamed Lu, and the black-haired man surnamed Lu looked down to see that Wu Chen's right hand had been released from his left hand, and then punched himself in the stomach.

A heart-rending pain came, and the black-haired man surnamed Lu clearly felt that his internal organs had been shattered

The black-haired man surnamed Lu shouted in fear: "You can't kill me, my brother is the leader of the Heavenly Dao Academy, if you kill me, not only will you not survive, but my brother will also kill your whole family!"

Then everyone around saw Wu Chen scatter his left hand holding the blade, and then the black-haired man surnamed Lu flew out upside down, and hit the wall of the wooden building with a "boom" and stopped.

The surrounding people swept over, and they were surprised to find that the black-haired man surnamed Lu was no longer alive.

The protruding eyes seem to tell of their unwillingness.

This is the sturdy man who called the black-haired man Lao Lu jumped up and said to Wu Chen: "You dare to kill him, do you know that his brother is the leader of the Heavenly Dao Academy? Brothers, if you don't kill him, you won't let us live!"

Then there was a sound of the sword unsheathed.

Wu Chen looked at the angry crowd in front of him, and only raised his eyes lightly, and said calmly: "Ants are ants, and a group of ants is still ants." ”

After running the god and demon refining body decision, Wu Chen just handed a knife forward, and the wooden building returned to calm.

And the people who were shouting for Wu Chen's surname just now have fallen in various postures in the wooden building, and the only thing that is the same is that they have lost their life.

Wu Chen said to himself in front of the corpses in the room: "I didn't want to go out of the knife, who let me be idle!"

At this time, a bustling sound of movement came, breaking the original tranquility and attracting Wu Chen's attention.

Wu Chen fixed his eyes and looked into the corner of the wooden building, and a man in tattered clothes, thin hands and feet, withered grass-like hair, was standing up tremblingly with a dead branch of unknown wood.

The thin old man bent his waist and raised his yellow thin face and glanced at Wu Chen casually. Then, with a difficult step, he dragged a patched and worn-out package towards the door.

At this time, there was a sound of "clicking" downstairs, Wu Chen looked to the side, and suddenly found that there was actually a wooden staircase here.

Halfway up the stairs there is a man standing here, with a delicate face, a slender figure, a hosta inserted in his bun, and the dark light circulating on the white robe sets off the extraordinary identity of the man. At the same time, he held a closed bamboo fan in his right hand and gently slapped his left hand.

A pair of narrow eyes looked at Wu Chen like this. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled at Wu Chen: "Interesting, interesting!"

The man suddenly looked at Wu Chen and was about to pull out the long knife behind him, and hurriedly explained: "Hey, hey! I'm not in the same group as them, so you can't talk to me properly! Don't use the knife!"

Wu Chen looked at the man in front of him and laughed, "Lied to you." ”

The man in the white shirt only felt that his forehead was covered with black lines.

"Are you here to participate in the selection of the Heavenly Dao Academy?" said the white-shirted man at Wu Chen.

"What's the matter, isn't it?" Wu Chen finished speaking, then left the man in white shirt and walked towards the door of the wooden building alone.

The man on the stairs couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the back of Wu Chen leaving, and said to himself: "Interesting, interesting!"

Wu Chen didn't walk long before he saw the old man just now, and when Wu Chen saw the old man for the first time, he realized that the old man was extraordinary.

The majestic mystic power in the old man's body condensed a black dragon, but it was firmly locked in the depths of the sea of knowledge by the chains condensed by the golden mystical power, and it was not moving at all.

Other Xuan cultivators may not be able to see what it is, but how could Wu Chen, who was once a Martial Ancestor, not recognize the seal composed of golden Xuan power.

"Hey, wait a minute, I can break your seal. Wu Chen said to the old man's stiff back.

The old man suddenly stopped and looked back at Wu Chen, but his heart was like a deep Tan that had not seen the light of day for a long time, and he was thrown a stone, although it did not stir up many waves, but it still had some ups and downs.

"There is one condition. Wu Chen continued to say to the old man.

"What conditions?" came the old man's hoarse voice.

"When I am my bodyguard, it can also be said to be a thug, the kind that is on call, it only takes one year a year, and you can be free!" Wu Chen said to the old man of course.

The old man obviously hesitated, but as if he remembered something, he said to Wu Chen firmly: "Okay!"

Wu Chen smiled and said to the old man, "Let go of your sea of consciousness, don't resist my divine sense." ”

Immediately, Wu Chen recorded the old man's knowledge of the sea, and unlocked the old man's seal with the memory of his previous life.

There was a "boom", and a fierce mysterious force swept away.

"By the way, I'll plant something in your sea of knowledge, as long as you complete the agreement just now, nothing will happen, if you regret it, you can try. Wu Chen said to the old man with a smile.

The old man stared at Wu Chen's face uncertainly, as if he was weighing Wu Chen's words.

In the end, he smiled and hugged his fists and said to Wu Chen: "Childe said that he was joking, the old slave will definitely abide by the agreement!"