Chu Gaoge and Ling Luo both gasped, and only then did they realize that before coming, they still underestimated Zhou Wushen, who was in his twilight years.

The eighth level of Lingluo Shen Jue is: physical strength 100, internal strength 3600 (within double the essence, twice the divine talent, internal strength, basic internal strength of the mind method 900), god 10, spirit 5. Combat power 7200, absolute combat power 36000.

The eighth level of Chu Gaoge King Jue is: physical strength 500, internal strength 1000 (the talent within the essence doubles internal strength, basic strength 500), god 10, spirit 5. Combat power 3000, absolute combat power 15,000.

Princess Tianlai's seventh level of ten directions and ninety-five masters are cultivated: physical strength 450, internal strength 1350 (the God Title is twice the basis 450), God 10, Spirit 4. Combat power 3600, absolute combat power 14,000.

In terms of their age, their cultivation is outstanding, and in terms of their qualifications, their combat effectiveness is outstanding.

However, facing Zhou Wushen’s absolute combat power of 80,000, their power was like pebbles and was simply vulnerable!

Except for Ling Luo's dual talent, which has improved extraordinary internal strength and the King's Sword that has increased ten times the lethality of Chu Gaosong, the lethality of other people may not cause any harm to Zhou Wushen or threaten at all.

Since Ling Luo and Chu Gaoge appeared in the courtyard, the old man finally spoke, and his eyes were even more smiling and looked at the three young young people one by one.

"They are all high-ranking disciples of Zheng Feixian and Li Kuang. With their pride, the disciples they have received must be of outstanding qualifications. However, you are too young after all and need to be tempered and grown up. If these young people took the lead in siege, I would be afraid of taking care of the young master and would be a little worried. Now the young master thinks that he has already broken out of the new city, and I have no worries. You alone are not enough to block my husband's path. I will leave now. I advise you to cherish your life and not make unnecessary sacrifices."

After Zhou Wushen said this, he walked slowly towards the collapsed wall. When the surrounding Chu army was about to stop it, Chu Gaoge shouted loudly, "Get out of the way!" The large group of Chu soldiers tightened together, making a way that could accommodate people in the otherwise spacious alley.

"Zhou Wushen's sword is not old and his dragon power is worthy of its reputation. Let me please send you out of the city!"

Ling Luo didn't like this approach very much, but he could understand Chu Gaoge's considerations. Instead of delaying time by simply killing and injured, it would be better to wait for the upcoming opportunity with respect. It would be inconvenient to force an attack, and silently followed Zhou Wushen with Chu Gaoge out of the street.

As soon as he left the street, Chu Gaoge shouted loudly, "Send Zhou Wushen out of the city!"

Then the Chu army generals sent orders from all directions to shout. The Chu army soldiers who were helping their injured companions on the streets moved faster and helped those who were beaten to death by Bu Jingxian to give way.

A large group of soldiers ran out of the city and waited in line.

When walking through the city gate, Ling Luo saw that the thick steel door bars inside the thick iron gate were deformed. Two were thrown to a house six meters away from the city gate. They crashed through the roof, and half were inserted under the collapsed roof. It was supposed to be done by the divine power of the left bank, and the steel door bars were about six meters long and half a meter wide. Originally, the soldiers on the city tower could only rise and fall with iron cable tools. They couldn't help but add a layer of awe of the divine power of the left bank.

The disciples of the God and Wang sect were confused by Chu Gaoge's actions. Seeing that Ling Luo and Princess Tianlai were not speaking, they were worried that they would let Zhou Wushen go, but they could not say anything.

Zhou Wushen walked very slowly, like a truly weak old man.

He walked for half a quarter of an hour to the ten-foot-long city gate and moat bridge.

When he reached the bridge, he stopped and turned around, and asked Chu Gaoge with a smile, "Do you still want to send me off?"

"Zhou Wushen-Please!"

"well."

Zhou Wushen still walked slowly, and after walking for another two quarters of an hour, he was only seventy feet away from the city gate.

He stopped and turned around, and asked Chu Gaoge with a smile, "Do you still want to give it to me?"

"I will leave after sending you thousands of miles away. The power of the Wushen Zhou is so powerful that we and the younger generations should give us respect. Therefore, we would like to advise you here without hesitation. The Zhou Kingdom is so far in this state that it is due to the number of days and cannot be saved by human power. Even if the Wushen Zhou cannot persuade Ao Pan to return to Zhou, he should see through the illusion and continue to stay in Biannan to live a life of his life. If the Wushen Martial God is willing, we will send the Wushen back to Biannan all the way."

"Loyal ministers do not go against their master's will! The brave generals are not afraid of death - difficulties!" Zhou Wushen's elderly and old face said this again, solemnly.

"In this way, even if we are full of respect for the martial god, as the saying goes, each of us will have to fight for life and death today!"

Zhou Wushen laughed. "I heard that King Changsun of Chu was very smart, with a strategy, and both wisdom and courage. It is better to see him than to hear him at first sight. I am very pleased with the King of Chu." After he said that, he raised his face and looked up at the top of the gate of the new city.

Many people couldn't help but look at it, and then they saw a woman in red drinking on the roof of the city wall watching building. The woman drank the wine in one breath and threw the empty pot. The pot flew rapidly in the sky and landed at the feet of Zhou Wushen, and was smashed to pieces.

"Half Zhou still drinks over the years?"

Zhou Wushen laughed loudly.

"The most rude person in Feixian Sect is you, a little girl. I haven't seen you for many years, and I don't want you to inherit Zheng Feixian's reputation as a martial master. It just seems that after becoming this martial master, you will not be as crazy as you were when you were young."

The autumn leaves on the roof of the observation building stood up with a drunken face, and the skirt fluttered and danced in the wind. She pulled the phoenix ornaments on her head, and she let her hands go to the city casually than throwing a wine pot. Her neat long hair was immediately scattered, and she drifted in the wind.

Chu Gaoge secretly thought about how to siege later, and quietly talked about Ling Luo, who hurriedly shouted softly.

"My junior brother should know that Feixian Sect never joins forces with people outside the sect to kill. Elder Qiuye is crazy. If outsiders get involved, she will even turn against each other. Junior brother must not backfire!"

Chu Gaoge didn't expect Qiuye to have such a strange temper. He couldn't help but worry. From the perspective of the divine eyes, Qiuye's physical strength was 1600 (the body of essence was doubled, the basic strength was 800), internal strength was 800. Shen10, Spirit14. Combat power was 4800, and absolute combat power was 67,000.

Neither combat power nor absolute combat power is comparable to Zhou Wushen. Although the combat power of both the level of the enemy may not determine the outcome, in terms of strength, she is already weak.

"Young brother, don't worry, Elder Qiuye is definitely not fond of his reputation."

While Ling Luo was speaking, Qiuye on the top of the lookout building clenched his fists and suddenly activated the magical skills of the Nine Five Directions. The golden red light bloomed all over his body. His long dispersed hair was even more urgent, and his divine appearance became fierce, gloomy, and even ferocious. As she leaned forward to the sky, she urged her to whistle for a long time.

There was a strong wind over the city gate of the new city, and only the sand and stones flew across the interior within a radius of half a mile.

Chu Gaoge hurriedly blocked his eyes, fearing that he would be injured by sand and stones. Dust stone was urged by the internal energy of the stirring, like a hidden weapon, hitting Chu Gaoge's armor with a clanging sound.

After a moment, the wind weakens and gradually stops.

Chu Gaoge looked at the autumn leaves on the tower again. She bent her back, her fingers were like hooks, and her long dispersed hair completely covered her head and face.
Chapter completed!