Chapter 670: Fighting with Wang Chuchen

We didn't know each other before, but after fighting, we knew who the other party was. Wu Yi had a slight advantage, but that was all.

The only person Wu Yi had seen with such strange means was Wang Chuchen. He understood the way of music, the way of thinking, and the inner and outer gods.

I met Wang Chuchen once during the inner gate election last time, but at that time, he was quite cold and indifferent to Wu Yi who was enthusiastic. Wu Yi just thought that the other party didn't want to be involved with him, a troublemaker, and deliberately alienated him, so he didn't care too much.

Although he helped me at that time, since he didn't give me the opportunity to repay him, there was no need to be warm and cold.

In short, since the inner gate election, Wu Yi and Wang Chuchen have basically had no contact. This time, it was the first time they met after the inner gate election.

"Master, you are in a good mood!" Wu Yi said in a sarcastic tone. He suddenly ran into this person in his father's mourning hall. Wu Yi had no idea what he wanted to do. Because he had been in a bad mood recently, it was difficult for him to speak well.

"You didn't come last time. Are you going to be a filial son and grandson now? Your grandfather may not recognize you!" Wang Chuchen snorted coldly, and the dissatisfaction suppressed in his heart was poured out. Every word was piercing, but every word was true.

Wang Chuchen entered Taoism in his middle age. When he was young, he was a good friend of Wu Yi's grandfather. They agreed to eliminate the national teacher, support the country, and realize the rule of law.

However, he encountered setbacks in the middle of the way. Wu Yi didn't know what they were. He only knew that after this incident, Wu Yi's grandfather persisted, adhered to his original intention, and tried his best to advance in the court.

However, Wang Chuchen changed his name to Chuchen, devoted himself to mountains and rivers, and sought immortals and asked for the way. It was also a strange coincidence that he was really favored by Lingya Shangzhen. From then on, he soared to the sky and could not be stopped.

Although they took different paths in the end, it did not hinder their friendship. They still exchanged letters. The content of the letters mostly mocked each other's wrong choices. It seemed like a cold war, but in fact the relationship was still maintained, otherwise Wu Yi would not have been able to enter Liucheng Yiqi Taoist Temple.

Wu Yi's father and grandfather left, and Wang Chuchen was sad in addition to Wu Yi. It was also because Wu Yi was not seen in the previous memorial ceremony that Wang Chuchen thought Wu Yi had abandoned his family and had a very bad impression of Wu Yi. He didn't even want to say a word to Wu Yi in the inner door election.

"You are right, I am indeed not a filial son and grandson, but since the master of the temple has left the world, why should he be involved in this worldly matter?" Wu Yi gritted his teeth and accepted it after being poked in the sore spot by Wang Chuchen. The latter sentence was to suspect that Wang Chuchen had other intentions in this trip.

"Asshole!" Wang Chuchen didn't expect Wu Yi to doubt him so much. He shouted as an elder, shaking the house.

Wu Yi's eyebrows were lowered. People who knew him well knew that when Wu Yi showed this expression, he was hiding his murderous intention.

Wu Yi, murderous intention.

Seeing that Wu Yi and Wang Chuchen were about to fight, the people who came to watch from the capital of Daxuan Kingdom became anxious. Before, they had always been ignored by Wu Yi and Wang Chuchen, and ignored them. They also knew that their status was low and they dared not say much.

At this moment, the situation was urgent, but they had to speak up, otherwise the killers would raze the capital to the ground, and it would be their fault.

An old man with white hair and beard stood up, bowed and said: "You two should put out the thunder and fire for the time being, don't get angry, the old man's name is Su Suan, I am a Taoist sent here by the sect, I am honored to be the national teacher, and I am responsible for calming down the evil demons-"

"Get out-" Wu Yi and Wang Chuchen answered in unison, not taking him seriously at all.

"This is under the jurisdiction of Xuanyang Sect, you two must not--" He still hadn't finished his words, Wu Yi and Wang Chuchen flew up to the sky together.

"You are arrogant! You dare not take my Xuanyang Sect seriously, I must ask the master to capture these two thieves." Another Jindan Zhenren jumped out and said indignantly.

Su Suan was sprayed with anger, and he shouted: "Shut up, do you think these two are helpless casual cultivators! They are from Yiqi Sect, and their status must be higher than you and me. Since they have gone up there, as long as they don't disturb the people underground, let them fight, you and I just need to pretend that we didn't see anything."

It's just a gesture, there's no need to fight hard, the cultivation that has been hard to get can't be wasted here.

"Yes, Zhenren really has a keen eye."

"Zhenren's eyes are still sharp, and the subordinates admire it."

...

The subordinates brag and praise.

Wu Yi and Wang Chuchen came to a thousand miles high in the sky, and just stopped. The atmosphere was sympathetic, and the momentum of both sides was like a tide, squeezing and surging, neither giving in, and there was no warmth.

"Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your father and grandfather." Wang Chuchen was cold as iron.

Wu Yi was even more disdainful of saying a word, and directly made a move. The five-color glazed jade light shone in front of him, his body suddenly grew, and the magical power of the world was used, and his body grew to ten feet tall.

During the fight, if Wu Yi wanted to vent his anger, he liked to use force the most. The reason was simple. Every punch hit the flesh, which was stimulating and could hurt others. At the same time, his own pain was real.

The boiling blood could numb the troubles in his heart. At this moment, this was enough.

With a few big strides, a few miles in one step, he came in front of Wang Chuchen. Wu Yi waved his hand and punched an iron fist. A series of explosions came from the air, as if the void was also hammered by Wu Yi, sour and stimulating.

After the fist went over, a residual image was left in the air, which was of the fist and also of Wang Chuchen's figure. Wang Chuchen was extremely fast, not only fast, but also particularly strange, like a sound, spreading everywhere. For a moment, it was impossible to tell where he had escaped to.

This feeling of having no opponent made Wu Yi very uncomfortable. He felt like he had been cheated. He was very dissatisfied.

He came here to vent his emotions. If he had no opponent, would he vent to the air?

Suddenly, the sound of war drums came from all directions, the war horses were hoarse, the voices were noisy, the chariots were rumbling, and the sky and the earth were filled with strong winds and thunder.

Wu Yi seemed to be in an ancient battlefield. The sound was very similar and no different from the real thing. As long as you believe in these sounds, the corresponding scenes will naturally appear in your eyes. The sound changes from virtual to real and becomes a real weapon.

Wu Yi, who has the eyes of the netherworld, can see life and death, so he will not be deceived by these tricks. However, this does not mean that Wu Yi is safe.

If that was true, then Wang Chuchen was too incompetent.

Wu Yi did not fall into the trap, he just let the killing intent come earlier, the sonic attack still came.