Dragon Tiger Mountain, Heavenly Master's Mansion.

A young man in a long-sleeved white shirt stood on the way down the mountain and bowed to the two old men behind him.

"Master, the apprentice is going down the mountain, you and Uncle Tian take care."

This young man is full of silver threads, a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, and his appearance is handsome and extraordinary, like a fairy.

The two old men worshiped by the young man, one was tall, with white beard and hair, and in his kind eyes, there was a charm hidden in ordinary people that was difficult for ordinary people to find, and the return to the basics was extremely reflected in the old man.

The other old man was nested in a wheelchair, with a pair of bloodshot red eyes on his old face, as if he had stayed up late for a long time, but the whole person looked radiant.

These three are all well-known figures in the Inhuman world.

The tall old man is Zhang Zhiwei, the sixty-fifth generation Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, and the one sitting in a wheelchair next to him is Gao Gong Tian Jinzhong of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and the young man in white is Zhang Lingyu, Zhang Zhiwei's closed disciple.

"Let's have a good time traveling in this earthly world." Zhang Zhiwei smiled at his apprentice expectantly, "Only by controlling the heart ape can you be qualified to master the thunder method." ”

"Master, rest assured, the disciple will definitely live up to your expectations!" Zhang Lingyu promised with a solemn expression, and then turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Senior brother, have you heard about the capital?" After Zhang Lingyu left, Tian Jinzhong mentioned what happened last night.

"Huaiyi's descendants have appeared, right?" Zhang Zhiwei looked at the rolling green hills in the distance with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Huaiyi's big-eared thief has more eyes than our brothers combined, and his grandson dares to appear in such a way, it is estimated that it is not far behind." ”

Tian Jinzhong agreed: "And the company's headquarters is also in the capital, so I can't make any big trouble." ”

"Let's wait and see for a while." Zhang Zhiwei said in an unwavering tone, "If the situation changes, I will take action." ”

A gust of wind came, three or two fallen leaves were rolled up, Zhang Zhiwei looked at the leaves jumping up and down, and his eyes were full of confidence in the world.

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The sun sets and the moon rises, and the sky is lit up with lights.

At night, the capital is like a huge steel forest, and the lights on each "tree" are like fireflies attached to it, illuminating and embellishing this materialistic world.

On both sides of the city's main road is a gorgeous street scene like stars falling like rain, and in the middle of the road there are overwhelming luxury cars of all colors, which is quite a bit of "BMW carved cars full of fragrance on the road".

It is one of the largest metropolises in Asia, where all the prosperity, extravagance, and glamour that human society can see can be found here.

Correspondingly, all the hardships, filth, and depravity that human society can see can also be found here.

Zhang Chuyi walked through the dark alleys that could not be illuminated by the bustling lights, but this time he was no longer a rat hiding from XZ.

This time he was a hunter, and the all-sex demon was his prey.

"Not running?" Zhang Chuyi put his hands in his pockets and said to the young man in front of him.

With blood streaming from the corners of his mouth, the young man leaned against the wall with his chest clutched, and finally smiled when he saw his companion at the end of the alley.

"It's so lively, so many people are here at once." Zhang Chuyi stopped and found that there were seven or eight people standing at the end of the alley, but there were no familiar faces among them.

"Zhang Chuyi, now I'll see where you're going!" The leader had two mustaches and laughed wildly at Zhang Chuyi.

"Run?" Zhang Chuyi laughed, "Do you think I don't know that you have an ambush here?" ”

The mustache frowned: "What do you mean?" ”

"I'll have to ask him." Zhang Chuyi raised his hand and pointed at the young man who had brought him in.

"I'm sorry guys." The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "If I don't tell him about the ambush here, my kung fu will be useless."

I don't fight the flow of the Qi body, everyone greet him well, don't lose the face of our whole nature! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man jumped up, climbed over the wall with great agility, and ran.

"Zhao San'er, Nima!" The mustache yelled at his companion who was oiling the soles of his feet.

However, as soon as he scolded, Zhang Chuyi, who was covered in golden light, was already wrapped in a strong wind and hit him.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being an all-round good hand who dares to come to the source of Qi to spread trouble, even if he encounters a sudden attack, the mustache almost reflexively covers the Qi all over his body, and then struggles to swing a palm.

There was a crisp "click", and the palm of the mustache was directly punched into a depression, and the elbow protruded back out of thin air for a long time.

The severe pain made the mustache open his mouth and want to scream, but Zhang Chuyi grabbed his arm on the shoulder, and the whole person suddenly lost his balance, smashed to the ground, and immediately lost consciousness.

However, although the scum of the whole sex has done a lot of evil, there are really few bad breeds, and seeing that the mustache is so miserable, they didn't even run away, and they all rushed up with a scream.

Zhang Chuyi's face sank like water, and his body was shining with golden light.

Facing the swarming enemy, he struck like lightning and slapped the Tianling Gai of the person closest to him.

The man didn't say a word, and fell to the ground like a stake.

Zhang Chuyi, who had made a meritorious contribution with one blow, didn't even glance at the person on the ground, and a sullen breath came out of his mouth, and an elbow was imprinted on the chest of the enemy who rushed in front of him.

Under the flash of golden light, this person's protective body Zhenqi was directly exploded, and then Zhang Chuyi raised his hand and slapped him into the wall like a fly, shaking the wall and falling a large patch of white ash.

Then, like a long eye in the back of his head, he stepped sideways to dodge a slash from behind, turned around and slammed his fist.

The crunch of a broken bone immediately rushed into the knife wielder's ears, and the sharp pain made him let go of the long knife in his hand in a scream.

Zhang Chuyi's eyes were quick, and he took the long knife that was still emitting blue light, turned around and slapped it again, hitting the ears of the sneak attacker behind him.

The man was slapped by the blade of the knife as if he had fallen into a hornet's nest, his brain was filled with a piercing buzz, and he hurriedly raised his hand to cover it, but he couldn't cover the blood gushing out of his ears.

Throwing away the long knife that had been bent into the shape of L, a touch of ferocity flashed in Zhang Chuyi's eyes, and he waved his arms to open the way in the crowd, and his fists and elbows smashed on the bodies of this group of all-sex scum like raindrops.

Suddenly, the thud in the dark alley was endless.

This kind of scene of less to more, Zhang Chuyi has experienced too many times over the years.

Although there are many people in the whole sex, there are only a handful of masters after all, Ding Dao'an, Tu Junfang, six thieves, and four crazy people are not there, how can they be his opponents with these dozen miscellaneous fish alone.

Under the golden light, these all-nature long-range attacks could not break through his defenses at all, and he could only come up and fight hand-to-hand.

And trying to fight with him is as ridiculous as ants trying to shake a tree.

He had only practiced the Golden Light Mantra for sixteen years, but he had practiced Bajiquan for a full thirty-six years!

Fighting these wastes who have only seven or eight years of three-legged cat kung fu is as simple as Wu Zhuangyuan beating elementary school students.

In less than five minutes, the alley was already lying on the ground, and three more were embedded in the wall, and they had to be buckled hard to get out.

After confirming that none of them could stand up, Zhang Chuyi patted the wall ash that fell on his shoulder, turned around and disappeared into the night.