"Oh, Mr. Zhao is practicing boxing, it's early!"

Liu Yuntao came out at some point, but saw Zhao Yu practicing boxing. He was a passionate person, and he didn't think so much, so he just said hello and asked him early.

This sound was like a thunderclap, awakening the crowds around him who were watching the fist.

In addition to the original Liu Tianxian and Hu Xiaoge, there were two others who looked at the boxing. They also looked at Zhao Yu's words as they watched.

Hu Xiaoge shook his head, his head was dizzy, looking at the distance, the sun had already risen, and thousands of glows burst into the sky, making the front of the house bright red and golden.

He felt a little numb and couldn't help but say, "What time is it?"

"Just after eight o'clock." Liu Yuntao said: "Brother Hu, you got up early enough."

Hu Xiaoge and Liu Tianxian looked at each other, and a look of horror flashed in their eyes.

When they got up, it was just dawn, and it was eight o'clock in the blink of an eye!

This is too...too strange!

Then the four fists looked at Zhao Yu who was finishing their skills, each with different expressions.

Zhao Yu pressed his hands on his chest and slowly pressed down. A mouthful of white qi was sprayed out from his mouth, and it shot several meters away before gradually dissipating. Then he turned around and smiled, "It's all early."

After breakfast, Liu Yuntao called the car and went down the mountain to Dujiangyan.

In the car, Liu Tianxian couldn't help but say to Hu Xiaoge: "Brother Hu, you say, Mr. Zhao, he... does he know how to kung fu?"

Hu Xiaoge pondered: "It should be. When he finally finished his work, he could see that it was summer."

"Then he is very awesome?"

Hu Xiaoge shook his head: "I don't know either. I know a few people who practice kung fu, but they are not as mysterious as him. Do you still remember that we watched him practice boxing, and it was eight o'clock as we watched? This... cannot be explained."

"What a mysterious guy..."

At this time, this mysterious guy was lying on a chair watching TV.

Practicing boxing in the morning is just a move of hands and feet, and even half of his strength is not used. With his current perfect Taoist foundation, his body without any leakage and weakness, and his powerful internal organs, he sprays out in one breath. If he uses all his strength, two-inch thick steel plates can be blown into each other, which is much more powerful than bullets.

As for Liu Tianxian Hu Xiaoge, Guandu crew, etc., Zhao Yu is just a passerby. Liu Tianxian is beautiful, but unfortunately he is a part of the entertainment industry, so Zhao Yu is not very interested. As for Guandu movies, well, Zhao Yu doesn't know how long it took for him to watch the movie.

After watching TV for a while, Zhao Yu felt bored. Thinking about it, he went down the mountain to take a walk.

The day passed like this.

...

In the dense forest, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, and several circles of ripples that could be seen by the naked eye flashed. Within ten meters, all mountains, stones, trees, flowers and plants turned into nothingness in the ripples.

Zhao Yu looked around, his ears moved slightly, and then stomped his feet on the ground. The ground, which had become crystal clear due to the ripples, was immediately shattered by his feet. Then he walked out of the dense forest and on a ridge, he was seeing an extremely fierce battle below.

Zhao Yu had clear ears and eyes, shouting and roaring, flowing through his ears one by one.

Then he couldn't help but smile: "I originally planned to meet any one. Since I met you, that's you!"

He jumped, his Taoist robe fluttering, like a big roc rushing down from the ridge, and then he jumped a few times to the side of the battlefield.

Looking around, gray and black are intertwined on the battlefield, and black has the absolute advantage. Gray is chased by killing and scattered, and the wolf is running and rushing to the porpoise.

Someone shouted: "Don't leave Cao Mengde!"

Zhao Yu traveled through time and space, and because of his limited cultivation, he could only travel randomly. When he first arrived, he didn't know which time and space it was. But he had a clever ear and heard the shouts of killing from afar. When he heard someone calling Xiu to leave Cao Mengde, he immediately knew what era this was.

Cao Mengde is so famous, how could Zhao Yu not know? When he was staying in the Chaos Pearl world to create achievements, he read all kinds of books. The Three Kingdoms is still vivid in my mind.

Therefore, I knew that this was the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms.

Zhao Yu has long been considering the principles of touching time and space, changing the original historical process, causing paradoxes to occur in time and space, thereby stimulating time and space, causing changes, and thus understanding the truth from it. Therefore, what he has to do when traveling between time and space is to reverse the changes in history.

As for the specific methods, this first time, Zhao Yu decided to find a famous person to assist him as a teacher and friend.

There is a lot of flexibility in this.

For example, if the time and space in the late Han Dynasty arrived earlier, if he had come early, before the Yellow Turban, he might have chosen the Emperor of the Han Dynasty. Because that was the most convenient and easiest way to achieve his goal. As long as the Han Dynasty could continue to continue, his goal would be achieved.

However, it seems that it is no longer feasible. Looking at the battle in front of you, Zhao Yu knew that the Yellow Turban Rebellion should have passed before.

So for him, there are only a few choices.

To stimulate time and space, either he will unify the world by himself or support others. What is the meaning of being an emperor by himself? Zhao Yu has no idea. Then he can only support others. Who? In an instant, Zhao Yu had an idea, Cao Mengde and Sun Wentai, these two names popped up.

As for Liu Xuande, I'm sorry, Zhao Yu doesn't like him very much.

Like Liu Xuande, Yuan Benchu ​​and Dong Zhongying and Zhao Yu also don’t like it.

For him, if you like it, if you don’t like it, you don’t like it, there is no reason.

Just so willful.

Since he met Cao Mengde, it was him. Zhao Yu was too lazy to go to Sun Wentai or Sun Bofu again.

Everything is mainly about convenience and comfort.

Zhao Yu stood on the side of the battlefield and watched the battles all over the mountains, like an outsider.

At this time, more than ten cavalrymen rushed out of the riots and rushed towards this direction.

Zhao Yu smiled slightly, stood in the middle of the road, and stopped moving.

"Where did the Taoist come from? Go away quickly!"

When the man was riding on the horse's back, leaning over and leaning against the horse's back, a broken arrow on his shoulder penetrated into flesh, and blood flowed. He held an eight-sided sword in one hand, and used a whip in his body, slapped the horse's belly hard. He rushed towards Zhao Yu in a daze.

“Slow down.”

Zhao Yu smiled slightly, poked his palm forward, a ray of magic power flashed in his palm, and an invisible wall formed in front of him out of thin air, slowly pushing forward.

The first few riders rushed over, carrying a huge impact force, seemed to rush into the mud. In an instant, the horses roared and squeezed into a ball.

The more than ten riders were shocked. The man who was injured by the arrow wanted to turn over, but seemed to be bound by something and could not move. While he was shocked, he heard the sound of horse hooves chasing him like thunder behind him, and couldn't help but shout: "Immortal, forgive me! I'm Cao Mengde, please save me!"

It wasn't that he was scolding, but he even asked for help without knowing that Zhao Yu was in the future and asked for help directly. Cao Mengde's quick reaction made Zhao Yu admire him.

Zhao Yu looked at Cao Mengde carefully and saw that the man looked slightly dark and his figure was not tall, but his solid and strong. Although his eyes were anxious, there was a hint of calmness in it.

He is indeed a hero, not an ordinary person.

Zhao Yu smiled and said, "It's okay to ask me to save you, but you have to promise me something."

Cao Mengde was slightly stunned, and a happy expression appeared on his face: "I, Cao Mengde, have agreed with any requests from the immortal!"

"Very good." Zhao Yu laughed, and his magic power was spitting out invisible ropes, which captured more than ten riders of Cao Mengde. He threw it behind him and landed gently dozens of meters away.

He said: "You walk along this road and someone will come to pick you up."

Cao Mengde didn't know how to stay, but he didn't dare to stop and shouted: "Take care of the immortal."

He rode his horse and ran away.

Looking at the oncoming brigade of cavalry and the Xu flag, Zhao Yu already knew what battlefield this place was.

Cao Mengde's life was difficult to measure. But when it comes to defeat, there were only three times that really impressed. Once, it was Chibi, which ruined the great opportunity to unify the country. Once, Wancheng, which not only defeated his general Dian Wei, but also his eldest son Cao Ang died in that battle. The earliest time was when the heroes attacked Dong Zhuo, he was lightly advanced and was ambushed by Xu Rong, the general under Dong Zhuo, under the command of the Bian River in Xingyang. He was defeated and almost died on the battlefield.

Cao Hong's words, "There is no Hong in the world, and no king" were said at this time.

So after seeing the Xu-character flag, Zhao Yu knew that Cao Hong should come to pick up Cao Mengde later.

Zhao Yuran stood in the road, looking at the squadron of cavalry rushing towards him, this time he did not dare to use his magic power to stop him.

He only condensed a wisp of magic power and used it. No matter how mysterious it is, he can capture no more than fifty tons of things in terms of power effects. Cao Mengde had only more than ten cavalry in front and could barely deal with it, but now Xu Rong's team of troops can definitely not stop it.

So, he is no longer going to use his mana.

For Zhao Yu now, the magic power he just condensed was not his trump card. His own strong body is the real reliance.

Seeing a large group of black-armored cavalry rushing towards him, the cold light of the slashing horse sword raised high shining on Zhao Yu's face, Zhao Yu laughed loudly, his feet trembled at the ground. In an instant, within a radius of more than ten feet, it collapsed down more than two meters like an earthquake!

The twenty or thirty cavalry who rushed in the front fell into the pit, including men and horses. The subsequent cavalry could not stop and became a mess for a while.

"Stop! Stop!"

A messenger came yelling with his flag.

In less than a moment, these cavalrymen stabilized their morale. Some set a bow and arrow, aimed at Zhao Yu, and some turned over and dismounted to rescue their comrades.

Then the soldiers and horses were divided into two, and a general rode out.

Zhao Yu raised his eyes and saw that the general was wearing iron armor, a tassel helmet, a spear hung on the saddle hook, and a long sword hanging around his waist. His face was ordinary, but his eyes were shining with bright light. He looked three inches under his jaw, and he looked only in his forties, with a certain temperament of a Confucian general.

"Where did the Taoist come from?"

The general shouted: "It can be seen that it is a large army under the command of Xiangguo. How dare you stop it?"
Chapter completed!