Chapter 1242: The One Who Hit Him Is Me

"What is there to be unsure about?" Chen Yu smiled slightly: "The one who hit him is me."

"You hit my woman, and then had my woman call me to come over?" Wen Ge found it hard to believe that Chen Yu would do something so brainless.

"That's right." Chen Yu nodded: "I don't like trouble. If there is trouble, I like to solve it all at once; otherwise, it will come looking for me later."

"Heh, interesting. Do you know who I am?" Zhou Wen laughed.

"Zhou Wen, known as Wen Ge." Chen Yu said indifferently: "One of the five major powers in Modu, and you have the Buddha of Wenshu Mountain as your backing. Although your strength is not the strongest, the others all have to give you face."

"Since you know, you still dare to lure me here?" Zhou Wen's expression changed drastically: "Are you my enemy?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Wen hurriedly retreated a few steps, and the bodyguards behind him swarmed up with a rustle.

Those who mix in the underworld, who doesn't have a few enemies? Since Chen Yu knew Wen Ge's power and still fearlessly attached himself to him, could he be one of his enemies?

"Heh, don't worry, I am not your enemy." Chen Yu smiled slightly: "This is also my first time in Modu, I have never heard of you before."

"Then you dare to provoke me like this, are you looking for death?" The expression on Wen Ge's face was unpredictable; he did not know what Chen Yu meant by this.

"Not looking for death, just seeking justice for the people of the Six Gates." Chen Yu pointed to the table.

"Your woman took a fancy to him and wanted him to enter the room. He refused, and was beaten like this. Do you know about this?"

"Wen Ge, don't listen to his nonsense. I just came here to drink and he dirtied my clothes." Li Jie's expression changed.

She was Wen Ge's woman, and after having money and power, she didn't lack men to play with.

But if Wen Ge knew what kind of character she had outside, she would be finished.

"Wen Ge, you should know in your heart what your woman is like." Huzi pointed at Lili and said: "She changes men every day without repeating."

"I have a little friend who was forced by her to go to the room, then suffered a brutal beating, and in the end was completely ruined."

"Nonsense! If you don't shut up, I'll tear your mouth apart." Li Jie's expression changed greatly: "Wen Ge, don't listen to his nonsense. This guy is deliberately taking revenge on me."

"Lili, don't be in a hurry to deny it. Do you really think I don't know about the things you've done?" Wen Ge sneered: "Taking my money to keep a gigolo outside—these are things only you could do."

"I... Wen Ge, there is no such thing. Don't listen to outsiders' nonsense." Li Jie's face turned pale.

"I will settle accounts with you for your affairs later. No matter how wild you are outside, you are still my person. Hitting you is hitting my old face." Wen Ge sneered.

"First cut off his ears, then break his limbs, and torture him slowly until he dies." Wen Ge pointed at Chen Yu.

"Yes, Wen Ge." Several underlings were not weak; at the very least, they were top-tier combatants among ordinary people.

They quickly surrounded him, intending to finish off Chen Yu.

However, Chen Yu took a step forward, and the Original Power on his body whistled out.

Several thugs with decent strength felt their bodies shake, and they were violently thrown backward. With a chaotic tumble, those people lay on the ground, twisting in pain.

"Is there anyone else?" Chen Yu said indifferently.

"No wonder you are so arrogant, so you are an expert?" Zhou Wen's expression changed, and he took a step back.

And at the very moment he retreated, several strands of Sword Qi were seen condensing and violently attacking Chen Yu.

An old man in the Martial Ancestor Realm unfolded his figure, holding a three-foot ancient sword, and attacked Chen Yu.

This was an expert in Sword Dao. With one sword strike, several strands of Sword Qi permeated the air, and the sky full of Sword Qi instantly turned into sky-filling murderous intent.

As the long sword in that Sword Dao expert's hand formed a seal, the sky-filling Sword Qi suddenly swirled, condensed into a rope, and attacked Chen Yu.

Chen Yu stood on the spot without moving, staring coldly at the old man.

Hum—the Sword Qi struck, and a burst of Original Power enveloped Chen Yu within it.

The old man, who originally had a sharp sword momentum, suddenly felt his body shake, then flew backward, and fell backward with a thud.

The endless Sword Qi he had just used to attack Chen Yu swirled in this instant, exploding dozens of blood mists on his own body.

The old man planted his sword on the ground. He raised his head and looked at Chen Yu in disbelief: "How is this possible... You, how is it possible that you could repel me in one strike?"

"Heh, Martial Ancestor Peak, a top-tier powerhouse of the Martial Dao, is indeed hard to find an opponent in this world." Chen Yu sneered: "After all, this is the ceiling of Martial Dao combat power. Unfortunately, in the eyes of a Dharma Cultivator, these are all farts."

"You are a Dharma Cultivator?" The old man was shocked; he did not question what Chen Yu said.

After all, a powerhouse who could not even touch the corner of his clothes with a full-force strike—other than a Dharma Cultivator, no one in this world could do that. Since Chen Yu could do it, he must have an inseparable connection with Dharma Cultivators.

And looking at Chen Yu's appearance, his strength was super strong, definitely not comparable to an ordinary Dharma Cultivator.

"Genuine and authentic." Chen Yu smiled slightly: "This kid can invite a Martial Ancestor Realm expert to be his bodyguard; it seems he has some background. But unfortunately, he provoked someone he shouldn't have."

"Chen Lao, he... who exactly is he?" Zhou Wen was simply stunned. The bodyguard behind him was invited from the Buddha's place.

He had seen this old man's strength with his own eyes. This was an expert in the Martial Ancestor Realm, the strongest in the current Martial Dao. But he never dreamed that Chen Yu would defeat this old man without even moving his hands?

"President Zhou, it seems we have encountered trouble this time." The old man smiled bitterly: "This is a Dharma Cultivator expert who practices the Immortal Dao. Ordinary Martial Dao in front of the Immortal Dao is just an egg hitting a rock; there is no chance of winning at all."

"Is he really that powerful?" Zhou Wen's eyes began to look deep, and he looked at Chen Yu in disbelief.

But the facts were right in front of him; he couldn't help but believe it.

"This can no longer be described with the word 'powerful'." The old man sighed and said: "Using one's own power to communicate with the power of heaven and earth for one's own use—do you think human power can contend with the power of heaven and earth?"

Zhou Wen didn't dare to say a word. Dharma Cultivator—he had heard these words from the Buddha's mouth, because the biggest reason the Buddha could become a behind-the-scenes boss was his connection with the Dharma Cultivators behind him.

Now a Dharma Cultivator had appeared before his eyes; how could he not be shocked?

Zhou Wen was also a person who knew how to bend and stretch. After knowing that his strength was inferior to Chen Yu's, he immediately changed to a different attitude.

"Mr. Chen, I offended you just now. I was blind and didn't know your identity. Please forgive me." Zhou Wen's attitude was very humble.