Chapter 3385: Qian Xiwumeng

Zhong Tianyu had some unexpected behavior in the middle of the week. If he had just left in the middle of the week, he would not be able to do anything. He could only think of a way to have a mid-week meal in the future.
But now, not only did he not leave this week, but he also leaned in on his own initiative. Isn't this just what he wanted?
"Hehe, I didn't expect that there would be a desperate guy like you in the world!"
A faint aura enveloped Zhong Tianyu's body, and he said with a confident smile: "A fool like you in this world will never understand how powerful we cultivators are!"
Zhou Zhong didn't talk nonsense with him, he stretched out a hand and grabbed Zhong Tianyu.
Zhong Tianyu was full of disdain, so he wanted to hit Zhou Zhongmian with a punch. Although his cultivation base was not high, his increase in strength was also very large, far from being comparable to ordinary people.
But the next moment, his face was full of incredible color.
Zhou Zhong put out a hand like lightning, and directly grabbed his wrist. That hand was like shackles in an instant, so that he could no longer stretch his hand forward by half an inch.
Zhong Zhou's other hand was not idle, he directly held Zhong Tianyu by the collar, and after raising him directly, it was like throwing out a piece of and falling aside.
The crystal coffee table fell apart in an instant.
Zhong Tianyu was in pain, but this was not over yet. He walked towards him slowly in the middle of the week and kicked it again. Zhong Tianyu, who was lying on the ground, bowed into a shrimp shape and smashed on the ground like a ball. To the corner.
Even if there is no cultivation base in the middle of the week, but the physical strength cultivated over the years is not something these warriors can contend.
In Zhou Zhong’s eyes, a cultivator like Zhong Tianyu is not much different from a child, and his strength is far from the same level.
Zhong Tianyu on the other side of the wall had already vomited more than a mouthful of blood, feeling that his ribs seemed to have broken a lot, and his whole person was extremely miserable.
When Zhou Zhong did not give up and wanted to continue, Han Li quickly stopped Zhou Zhong and said, "Forget it, just teach him a little lesson, it's okay if the trouble is big!"
She was really afraid that Zhong Tianyu would be slaughtered without leaving her hands in the middle of the week, and the trouble would not be a little bit of trouble.
Although she didn't care what would happen to Zhong Tianyu, it would be more than worthwhile if she got into trouble in midweek.
Of course Zhou Zhong didn't care about this Wu League or Wu League, but seeing Han Li's concerned gaze, he nodded, turned his head and looked at Zhong Tianyu coldly and said: "This time you are lucky. "
Zhong Tianyu in the corner was completely stunned, and it was only then that he reacted. He didn't expect that Zhou Zhong would be so powerful.
But he could also feel that Zhou Zhong relied on pure strength, and did not cultivate inner strength and inner qi. How could such a person be a master?
So he vomited blood, struggling to sit on the ground, and said with gloomy eyes: "Okay, I'll take note of this crop today, Qian Xiwumeng will not let you go!"
Zhou Zhong was full of disdain, looked at Zhong Tianyu like a dead person, and said: "Even if the leader of the military alliance in your mouth stands in front of me, he is not qualified to talk to me like this."
Hearing this, Zhong Tianyu's eyes became colder, but at least he was still smart, and he did not have any quarrel with Zhou Zhong.
After he left with Han Liyuan in the middle of the week, he spit out blood again, took out a phone and dialed it.
"Immediately arrange a flight ticket to Qianxi for me, and I want to see my master!"
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The Qianxi Wu League is about the same size as the Jinling Wu League. Not every city has a similar organization, but as long as there is such an organization, it means that its power cannot be underestimated.
An elder Qian Xiwu League who was cultivating opened his eyes and looked at a young man at the door in surprise: "Tianyu? How did you make it look like this?"
Standing at the door, Zhong Tianyu limped into the room. His gloomy eyes instantly became extremely aggrieved. He knelt on the ground with a puff and said with a cry: "Master, you must be the master for me." what!"
"Cry and cry, how decent is it? Stand up and talk!"
After a lot of effort, Zhong Tianyu stood up from the ground and said angrily: "Master, there is a guy in Jinling who does not have long eyes. He not only injured his disciple, but also claimed that even the leader of our military alliance was not letting go. In the eyes!"
Zhong Tianyu's master is an old man, and his position in the Qianxi Wumeng is not low. He is the first group of veterans who founded the Wumeng.
Hearing this, he snorted coldly: "That person really said that? What is his cultivation?"
Zhong Tianyu hurriedly said: "It's true! But that guy doesn't seem to be a cultivator, but his strength is so great that it's not the power that ordinary people can have! The disciple just followed his way by accident!"
The old man glanced at him and said: "Trash! Are you embarrassed to say it?"
Zhong Tianyu lowered his head and dared not speak.
The old man waved his hand and said, "Follow me, dare to insult my Wu League and mark my apprentice like this. If this hatred is not reported, people will inevitably underestimate my Tan Cong's reputation and look for you. Which brother is in the Wumeng, let him come and teach the ignorant child."
Zhong Tianyu smiled with joy on his face, and said: "Teacher will do it now!"
When he walked out, he couldn't help but smiled, affecting the wound on his face, and it hurt for a while, and the hatred for Zhou Zhong in his heart became deeper.
However, he knew that midweek would definitely not be alive long. It didn't take long for him to join the Wu League, but several seniors are different. They are all masters who have joined the Wu League for some time, and they are much better than him.
As long as one of them is willing to go out, how many days can he live in that week?
By that time, not only will it be dying in midweek, even Han Li will become his plaything!
...
In the middle of the week when I returned home, I spent a few days with my parents and Han Li, but I couldn't sit still immediately.
Following the advice of the Great God Pangu, after dispersing his cultivation base, now except for the strength of this body, it is no different from ordinary people.
So he urgently needs to practice again, so that he can solve the current problems on the earth.
But this means that a lot of medicinal materials are needed. After all, the spiritual energy on the earth is too scarce. Only relying on the spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth, then when will you cultivate?
This kind of natural treasures cannot be bought with money, so in the middle of the week, I called Long Ye and asked him to search for some good natural treasures for himself, Long Ye Naturally, he agreed.
At the beginning, Lord Long could directly take the shot by giving away a villa. Now he does things for midweek, and he doesn't hesitate at all, and even hopes that the more requirements in midweek, the better.