One Punch Chef

Chapter 148 Make a Way
The ancient families of Jiuli and Xiling, plus the three transcendent forces in the mainland, the Ziwei God Sect, the Sixiang Palace and the Western Sect, even the increasingly prosperous Ten Thousand Monsters and Beasts dare not easily provoke them.

Except that Li Yue originally belonged to the Jiuli family, Wu Di and five people are no different from the meat on the chopping board in the eyes of these five powerful forces, which is depressing.

The Four Elephants Palace called names and surnames, and wanted to arrest the fat Taoist priest to go back and light up the sky lanterns to avenge the fat Taoist priest for digging his grave; a group of powerful old monks of the Western religion named the Zhuang monk as a rebellious monk, although the Zhuang monk did have The potential to be a rebel monk, but Wu Di can feel the anger in the heart of the strong monk, and he can make the strong monk who is not doing the right thing like this. I think there must be some unknown secrets in it.

"Everyone, I, Jiuli, really want to invite these little friends back to our clan as guests." Li Feng cupped his hands and said with a smile.

"Hehe, Li Feng, we've reached this point, there's nothing to hide." The existence in the golden beast car stepped out.

This is a heroic middle-aged man, only his eyes are slightly dark.

Ling Deyuan looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Zi Yu and Wu Di, and then said: "At least these two people will return to my Xiling, and if they don't accept it, they will fight."

After saying that, a coercion that surpassed the emperor's realm and belonged to the level of a master radiated away.

"Xiling is so bold." The man wearing a purple gold crown and robes lined up in the direction of the Ziwei Sect, and confronted Ling Deyuan, saying: "My Ziwei Sect also wants these two."

"I don't care about the others. That wicked and smoking Taoist priest will be handed over to me." Sixiang Gong spoke.

"Amitabha." The old monks of the Western religion collectively looked at Monk Zhuang.

The clay figurine still has three fires, and they have been bullied to such an extent. If they still keep silent, then it is not the style of fat Taoist priests and strong monks.

"Four different things, you don't want to spitting blood at others, Daoist, I went to your place to give you face and help you see Feng Shui."

"The tomb that Master Dao broke open was because of the wrong feng shui. If you let it go, there will be a catastrophe in a year. Master Dao helped you solve the disaster. It's okay if you don't appreciate it. You actually repay your favor and revenge, and you have to be ashamed." The fat Taoist said with a lotus on his tongue, without blushing.

"You bald donkeys of the Western religion, have you practiced Buddhism to the highest level? You have forgotten the Buddhist teachings that monks don't tell lies? You know who is the authentic one." Monk Zhuang spit out, comparing words Fat Taoists are even more vulgar.

"Fortune tellers, if you scold them for bald donkeys, you're scolding yourself." The fat Taoist took the time to scold Monk Zhuang.

"Fart, they are bald donkeys, but I am not." Monk Zhuang said.

"Then what are you?" The fat Taoist winked.

"I...I am your second uncle." Monk Zhuang roared.

A wicked Taoist priest and an unscrupulous monk immediately pinched each other again.

The faces of the people in the Four Elephant Palace were livid, and they wanted to refute, but they didn't say a word because of embarrassment, but their hearts were already blown up, and their hatred for the fat Taoist priest was gradually rising.

The old monks of the Western religion still did not change their faces, but only a very small number of people present could detect the strangeness of these old monks.

If the fat Taoist priest and the Zhuang monk are verbalists who ridicule each other and gain the upper hand, then Wu Di is a reticent actionist. After knowing their attitude, Wu Di has no intention of continuing to talk with them in depth.

"Worse Taoist" Wu Di looked at the fat Taoist.

"what's up?"

"Is there a place to eat and rest near here?"

"Well, yes, there is a city three thousand miles ahead, what's the matter? Brother, let's go, let's go together." The fat Taoist priest and monk Zhuang stopped fighting instantly, and looked at Wu Di with bright eyes.

"Let's go." Wu Di responded briefly, and after the fat Taoist pointed out the direction, he walked straight towards the people in the Xiling Realm.

Afterwards, the fat Taoist priest and the strong monk held their heads high and looked at all directions, swaggeringly followed, and then stepped forward tremblingly, it was impossible for him to stay there alone.

In the end is Ziyu from the Shanlei Clan. Although he is unwilling, he must admit that he is indeed not as good as Wu Di now, and he may only rely on Wu Di if he wants to get out of trouble.

The actions of Wu Di's five people made the five parties stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud. He wanted to leave so swaggeringly under the siege of the five major forces in the mainland. Did he think he was invincible?
One peak king, two emperors, one emperor plus Wu Di who looks mediocre and absolutely young, this lineup wants to get away from the five major forces, it is tantamount to nonsense, whimsical.

The master-level powerhouses of one of the five major forces are still confronting each other, but they have no scruples about the emperor's cultivation level and the younger generation's arrogance.

Except for Jiuli Realm, people from the other four forces came out, approached Wu Di and five people, surrounded them, with playful smiles on their faces.

"People in Jiuli, who they can get this time will be determined by their battle. If you don't send someone, you will give up automatically. If you go back later, don't blame us for the joint suppression." Ziwei God Teach people to say.

"Elder, we are willing to ask for our lives." On Jiuli's side, the younger generation took the initiative to ask for their lives, and they were full of fighting spirit. This was no longer simply a matter of seizing people, but an alternative competition between various forces.

"Back." Li Feng sternly shouted back.

"Why? I am inferior to others in Jiuli." Someone questioned.

"This is an order." Li Feng didn't change his face. If Li Yue hadn't transmitted the voice to him earlier, which meant that Wu Di's unfathomable depths, he would naturally not stop him.

But now, he has more advanced information than the other four parties, and the previous invitation to the five people, especially Wu Di, is not without some sincerity. The premise is that Wu Di is really worthy of wooing as Li Yue said.

Now is an excellent opportunity to test whether Wu Di is qualified to receive the olive branch of their Jiuli family.

Of the five forces, Jiuli withdrew, and the remaining four forces sent two people, all of whom were at the peak of the Emperor Realm, and not far from the master of one side. On the surface, Wu Di and others had no possibility of escape.

"Poor people, you have no way out, do you still want to die?"

"If you want to survive, you can only choose my Ziwei God Sect."

"Worthy Taoist priest, you are dead."

"Amitabha."

Representatives of the four forces came at the same time, and Bu Yuan, who was oppressed by the cultivation base at the peak of the Emperor Realm, was almost out of breath, unable to resist at all.

Wu Di faced the oppression of the storm-like momentum head-on, with a calm expression and no waves, his eyes turned, and he glanced at the crowd all over the mountains and plains.

"There are no roads in the world. If there are many people walking, it becomes a road. Now there is a road but you refuse to let it go. Then I have to work hard to make a road."

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(End of this chapter)