It has been three months since the other side of the flower, the present world, and the closed world, but it has still become the focus of people's after-dinner conversation.

"Have you heard, the flower on the other side was picked by an unknown boy"

"It's just a matter of luck that he can take it away like this"

On the coast of the East China Sea, here is a small city, the city is densely populated with restaurants, and the teahouses stand tall, although it is small, but it is very prosperous, and there is an endless stream of monks and mortals.

"There is also the Sansheng Stone, I heard that he has attained the Tao, which is a great heavenly skill"

"Legend Chaos embodies chaos in the world, I don't know if it's true"

"He is not born a chaotic body, but he is just created by fortune and made the day after tomorrow"

Someone spoke sourly and looked down on the chaotic body, this was a young man in Rashomon in Sanshengmen, who sat in a teahouse and pointed out the country.

"My master Di Jiang can kill him with one finger"

"Who is Dijiang, someone asked"

"It's my Rashomon Holy Son, and the future saint can kill anyone in the younger generation of the world" This young man is very shameless, as if Dijiang is him.

"I heard that Rashomon sent the Seven Great Killing Kings to intercept and kill the Chaos Body and others, but they were wiped out by others" Some people despise this young man's high-profile style.

"Hmph, my door has searched the world, and we have sent out to kill the saints to hunt down these troubles" The young man was a little annoyed and angry.

"Oh, is this Daoist brother Sanshengmen and Zhongzhou Xinjia have a grudge?"

The young man looked unremarkable, and he got up and asked, walking towards the young Rashomon.

"The Xinjia family is destroyed by my Sanshengmen, of course we must get rid of this trouble" The young man was open-mouthed, with an expression that knew that the heroes of the world were dung.

When a few people at the back table heard the news, they didn't make up their minds.

A fat monk is about to have a seizure.

"Don't worry, see what else he can say," a white-haired old man pressed the monk's shoulder.

"It seems that things are not so simple," the strangely dressed young man seemed to understand something.

"I heard that if it weren't for the ancestor of the Xin family, Nobunaga-kun, and several giants at that time to suppress the dark turmoil that was about to break the seal, there would be no peace in this world."

This ordinary boy talked about some of the secrets of the past, these are the stories that the old man Nobunaga-kun told them on the road, these are all facts.

"So what" The servant of the Rashomon Holy Son frowned, the young boy was a little aimed at him.

"If you treat meritorious people like this, you are not afraid of the world's ridicule," Zhang and his entourage stared at the slave opposite with unkind eyes.

"Oh, don't you want to stand up for the faithful family?"

The servant of the Holy Son put down the teacup in his hand, squinted, and looked down on this young man, and the momentum of the early stage of the Returning Yuan Realm spread around, wanting to make Zhang and his party soften.

"I'm not afraid that you know, I also participated in the destruction of the Xin family, that day I followed the master to kill the Quartet and personally killed many of the Xin family's descendants," the slave said with a grin, anyway, the Xin family has been destroyed.

"Hmph"

Zhang Yixing didn't say much, he snorted coldly, and the reincarnation punch came out, and the peak cultivation of the transcendent realm was hard to hit the power of the Returning Yuan Realm.

"Presumptuous"

This slave was very surprised, the transcendent realm wanted to attack him, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he immediately counterattacked, fought with his body, and also punched to meet him.

"Bump" a muffled sound, seemingly an ordinary blow, but it is the embodiment of the explosive power of the two.

"Ahh

Rashomon's holy son slave screamed, his right elbow was directly broken and displaced, and the flesh broke out, white bones, bloody, and his whole person flew upside down from the third floor of the teahouse and fell to the ground, and the green bricks on the ground were shattered.

The scene was in chaos, the two started to do without saying a word, the monks and mortals all retreated, away from the teahouse, watching from a distance, only the fat monk, the white-haired old man Nobunaga-kun, and the young man Ye Zhao in strange clothes still drank tea calmly.

Zhang and his entourage followed up and stepped on the face of this slave, he didn't think of letting go of this holy son slave of Sanshengmen.

Zhang and his entourage showed no mercy at their feet, and directly turned and crushed.

"Ahh

"Who are you, my master came and killed you with a blow"

This slave had a hard mouth, but he was shocked, this young boy was powerful, and he didn't knock down the other party with all his strength, but was suppressed.

Zhang and his entourage continued to kill him, but did not kill him immediately, wanting to ask for some other secrets.

"Why do you want to destroy the family full of letters" Zhang and his entourage asked, at this time he was like a little demon king, torturing a master who was one level higher than himself.

"The Xinjia's Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket and Mixed Yuan Sword Technique, the world wants to get it, and it's not only my Sanshengmen people who covet it, ah"

This slave was very aggrieved, was suppressed by a teenager, and lost face.

Nobunaga-kun in the teahouse, his eyes closed, the tea in the teacup in his hand beating, if he didn't take away the Extreme Dao weapon back then, but sat in the Xin's house, it wouldn't have caused the Xin's family to be removed from the list in Middle-earth.

"Then you have grabbed it," Zhang and his entourage continued to torture.

"I got the foundation of the Xinjia's savings of more than 100,000 years, the whereabouts of the Mixed Yuan Jin Dou are unknown, and the children of the Xinjia of the Mixed Yuan Sword Technique will not give it to the self-explosion"

The slave's face was covered in blood, his face was crooked, and his words were slurred.

The old man Nobunaga-kun was in tears, and the children of the Shin family were very hard-hearted, and they would rather blow themselves up than hand over the family heavenly skills.

Zhang and his entourage couldn't help but come out angrily, the Xin family was a meritorious family for the world, but it was tragically destroyed.

"In addition to Sanshengmen, there are those people involved" Zhang Yixing kicked him in the lower abdomen, and the slave directly slid sideways, and his whole body knocked down more than a dozen walls before stopping.

"Ah, don't, I said," the slave was completely broken, his ribs were broken, and he lost his temper completely.

"There is also the Bright Sect, Wanjianmen" The slave did not move out of the so-called master to scare people, he was really afraid, Zhang and his party were approaching him.

"Ahh

Zhang Yixing slashed out a sword qi silk and directly killed this Rashomon slave, the powerful sword qi cut the ground out of a deep ravine, the corpse turned into a prototype, a big wolf head fell, Zhang Yixing kicked and exploded, and his soul was destroyed.

"Wow, this is the Nanling Heavenly Wolf Clan, and there is a trace of savage blood flowing in the blood" The unscrupulous monk's eyes lit up.

"There's dog meat to eat now," the fat monk drooled as he looked at the wolf corpse.

The remaining wolf corpses were three feet long, with long black fur covering the whole body, revealing a savage aura.

"I really want to eat" Ye Zhao looked at the huge wolf corpse on the ground, and was surprised by the species in this world.

"I've never seen this big wolf again," Ye Zhao pulled a hair longer than his own hand from the wolf's corpse, and was extremely surprised.

"Since ancient times, there have been many big demons in Nanling, rare and strange" The fat monk disdained.

"It seems that the matter of the Xin family, the Heavenly Wolf Clan in Lingnan is also inseparable," Zhang and his entourage thought.

The unscrupulous monk directly sacrificed a sack-like treasure to collect the huge wolf corpse, and the blood and flesh of the Nanling Heavenly Demon can enhance the effect of the physical body and increase mana.

"Alas, let's go" Old Man Nobunaga-kun didn't say much, and sighed.

A few people set out on the road again, carrying the chariot to the east, and the light drew a black light, which attracted a burst of amazement from the monks in the city.