Hero Skills: Berserk War in Another World

Chapter 313 Road Encounters
The middle-aged man glanced at the three of them. Wherever he looked, all three of them jumped in their hearts, as if all the secrets on their bodies had been swept away.

"If I remember correctly, the division plan targeting first-class forces has already started, tell me the progress!"

The middle-aged man said indifferently.

Wuyi took the lead in replying: "My lord, almost all the first-class forces we secretly supported have won, and now only a dozen or so first-rate forces are still lingering."

"There are more than ten?"

The tone of the middle-aged man suddenly became colder.He had also predicted that if someone from the "Dark Prison" secretly helped some first-rate sects to challenge other first-rate sects, he knew that there would be a lot of resistance, but according to his speculation, there would be a few first-rate sects left to stay. It was already the limit, but he didn't expect that there were still more than a dozen first-class sects left. Obviously, he was not satisfied with the result.

"My lord, please forgive me!"

All three bowed their heads together.

"We sent a God-breaking master to each of the first-class forces that we supported, but they were defeated. I was afraid that the old monsters in those places would be alert and dare not make a move. Not what we want to see!"

He said with a ruthless smile.

The middle-aged man looked indifferently and did not speak. He seemed to be deeply impressed by "those" places, and his memory was still fresh.

The three of them looked at each other, not knowing whether the Venerable was angry or not.

"I can't blame you all for this!"

After a long time, the middle-aged man just opened his mouth, which made the three Wuqing, Wuyi and Wude secretly relieved.

"But." The middle-aged man changed the subject, and the three of them stiffened suddenly.

The middle-aged man's tone was cold, with boundless killing intent: "I don't want these sects to exist within a month!"

Ruthless, ignorant, and virtuous repeatedly answered yes, how dare they have the slightest opinion at this time.Although the three of them are strong, they also have self-knowledge. In front of middle-aged people, even if the three of them work together, they are definitely not opponents. One is the supreme commander of their "dark prison".

The middle-aged man stopped this topic and mentioned another matter: "The 'Holy Eucharist Project' is related to the biggest development of our 'Dark Prison' in the future, and there is no room for loss. The three of you act immediately, and I will personally shot."

The hearts of the three were shocked. The middle-aged man let the three of them go. It was already a great importance. I didn't expect him to do it himself. This is enough to show the importance of the "Holy Eucharist Project" to the "Dark Prison".

"Yes!"

The three of them clasped their fists together and immediately disappeared into this space.

The middle-aged man stayed in the space, muttering: "Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu? I seem to have heard this name somewhere!"

He had come all the way from the extreme north, and he had heard the name Xiao Yu countless times, and it was almost always rumored that Xiao Yu killed three God Broken Realm by himself.

When he heard it at first, he didn't pay attention to it. He felt that the facts were exaggerated, but as he got closer and closer to the middle of the mainland, he began to believe it.

If it is not true, there will never be so many people spreading it wildly.He was very surprised how a young man who was only twenty years old had reached this point.

"It was absolutely impossible for me to compare with this person when I was young!"

The middle-aged man recalled his youth, and suddenly felt a trance. He couldn't remember anything about his youth, or he couldn't remember the past clearly. He only remembered that his name was "Yun Sha", It is one of the four great masters in the "dark prison".

"Strange, strange!"

He patted his head and didn't seem to care much about losing his memory.

The mysterious space gradually dimmed, making it hard to see clearly anymore.

Xiao Yu left from Lansimogao Empire and went straight to the Far West. He stopped and stopped along the way, but his speed was not slow. In just one hour, he was only a thousand miles away from Fort Rising Sun.

He wanted to eat some stir-fried vegetables, so he found a restaurant in a nearby small town to sit down.He chose a very secluded place, leaning against the window, looking at the scenery downstairs, and lightly picked up a pot of tea for a drink from time to time.

Alcohol, drink alone, only when you are bored, when you are happy, of course you need to drink with others.When Xiao Yu is alone, he hardly knows how to drink.

"Hey, have you heard? The Liufeng Sect treats Xiao Yu as the guest of honor. I heard that the head of the Liufeng Sect, Long Xiaotian, personally announced that the disciples of the Liufeng Sect see Xiao Yu as if they were seeing him."

At the next table, two middle-aged men whose strength had reached the Yuan Yuan Realm were chatting cheerfully.

I only heard another person say: "Hey, what did I do back then, what kind of secret is this? I've heard my ears callused a long time ago, 'Aotian Mad God' Xiao Yu beheaded three broken gods with the power of one person. Master, help Liufengmen defeat Chiyangzong, and become the absolute flower language figure of Liufengmen besides the Supreme Elder and the sect master, how can I not know."

Xiao Yu was slightly stunned, and wondered in his heart: "'Aotian Kuangshen'? When did I have such a nickname?"

Xiao Yu didn't know that this "Aotian Kuangshen" was a nickname given to him by practitioners, because he showed too much arrogance and arrogance in the battle of Liufengmen, and his strength was comparable to the God of War, so he was nicknamed "Aotian". Mad God", when everyone mentions him, they almost always put his name first.

"Really, 'Hero Xiao' is as powerful as the sky, and possesses such terrifying combat power at such a young age. How can we people who are still struggling in the Yuanyuan Realm survive at such an age!"

The two diners were deeply moved and lamented the injustice of God.

Xiao Yu shook his head with a wry smile, and continued drinking tea with his head bowed.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was the sound of extremely heavy footsteps on the stairs, and all the cultivators frowned. The heavy footsteps of the person who came were obviously ordinary people.

Xiao Yu was the only one present who didn't think so. What a character he was, he had already sensed the terrifying strength of the visitor with just a thought.

At the peak of Concentration Realm, the appearance of a master of this strength in this small town is enough to surprise anyone.

"Boom!"

The footsteps were approaching, and many people cast their gazes over, and the target was an old man with a white beard, who had the temperament of an old Confucian scholar.

When Xiao Yu saw this person, he frowned slightly.

"It's him? Why is he here?"

The old man climbed up the stairs and glanced upstairs. When he saw Xiao Yu, his eyes lit up, showing surprise, and he walked towards Xiao Yu quickly.

"Xiao Yu, is that you? What a coincidence!"

The old man sat next to Xiao Yu and greeted him warmly.

Xiao Yu smiled slightly: "Yu Wang, long time no see!"

This old man is none other than the Medicine King Yunyan that Xiao Yu met in Medicine King Valley back then.

(End of this chapter)