The Small Wu Dao Monument and the Great Wu Dao Monument are both in the square in front of the Wu Shen Temple. On the surface, they are under the jurisdiction of the Wu Shen Temple.

This is also the reason why Chu Rou was blocked repeatedly.

When Zhan Wuque and others arrived, the square was already crowded.

Although the Small Wu Tao Monument has been opened for a while, the enthusiasm of everyone has not diminished at all, and people keep coming forward to challenge.

"Have you heard it? Last night, the Demon Sect Motian challenged the Small Wu Taoist Monument and rose sharply, and it has already entered the top two thousand!"

There was a sound around him coming into Zhan Wuque's ears.

"What's this? Wu Yi from the Martial God Temple has already reached the top 1,000. I saw the small martial arts monument spitting out treasures, and the sky is full of light!"

"So far, Wu Yi is still the only one who stepped into the top 1,000, but he doesn't know what treasure he got?"

Some people have envy in their eyes.

There is a rule between the Small Wu Tao Monument and the Great Wu Tao Monument. If you reach the top 1,000, you will receive rewards.

But everyone has only one chance.

As for what is rewarded and how the rewards are different from different rankings, everyone is not sure.

Because there are so few people who can reach the top 1,000.

"Brother Feng, who are you here?"

Not far away, a group of young warriors were chatting. One of them immediately poked Lu Feng beside him with his hand.

When Lu Feng heard this, he looked with the flow. When he saw Zhan Wuque's face changed.

"Why is he here?"

"Brother Feng, who are you talking about?"

Everyone around him looked over.

"That madman!"

Lu Feng's eyes were still filled with a look of lingering fear.

"Last time, it was him who led his troops to make trouble in the Arsenal Building."

"You are talking about the deputy commander of the imperial guard?"

Everyone was shocked when they knew who Lu Feng was talking about.

Although they have never seen Zhan Wuque's true face, they have long admired Daming.

"He came now, it must be for Chu Rou!" Lu Feng snorted coldly.

"So what? This is the territory of the Temple of War!"

"It's a dragon, he has to trample it, it's a tiger, he has to lie down!"

People around him spoke one after another, which also gave Lu Feng some courage invisibly.

"You are right. His identity as the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard is not enough to be seen in front of the Temple of War!"

Lu Feng was about to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

But he suddenly realized that Zhan Wuque had walked straight towards him.

It was not until Zhan Wuque walked in front of him that Lu Feng realized.

"What do you...you want to do?"

Lu Feng remembered the scene of Wuque's attacking weapon building last time, and couldn't help but take a step back with guilt.

"Boy, I warn you that this is not an imperial guard camp, nor a palace. You'd better pay attention!"

A young man in white stood up and said, his tone was very arrogant.

"Bang!"

Zhan Wuque slapped him on the ground with a backhand.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhan Wuque shouted coldly.

"It's you who stopped Chu Rou from challenging the Xiaowu Taoist Monument again and again, right?"

Zhan Wuque kicked Lu Feng to the ground with a fierce kick.

With this kick, he used the power of his body, and the power was so great that he could open mountains and crack the earth. Even if Lu Feng had the energy to protect his body, he still felt that his internal organs were almost kicked out.

"What are you doing!"

"stop!"

A warrior came out to stop him.

"Get out!"

Zhan Wuque glared at them, and an invisible aura emanated from him, and immediately calmed them down.

"Bang!"

Zhan Wuque stepped on Lu Feng’s chest with a cold face, "It seems that the lesson I learned last time was not enough?"

"Please spare my life, actually I was forced!"

Lu Feng explained.

"Still quibbling!"

Zhan Wuque stepped on it, and Lu Feng's right arm was immediately cut off.

"ah!!"

Lu Feng screamed.

Such a huge movement naturally attracted a lot of attention.

"Who is causing trouble?"

A team of city guards rushed here.

But when they saw Zhan Wuque, they were stunned.

"Why is this master again?"

The city guards complained secretly.

Zhan Wuque is the deputy commander of the Imperial Army, and his position is much higher than them. Speaking of which, they are still Zhan Wuque's subordinates, so how dare they catch people?

What's more, Zhan Wuque is still a celebrity in front of Emperor Tang.

Going up to arrest people, isn’t it because you’re not asking for trouble and cutting off your own way out?

"Uh... that, I suddenly remembered that there was something else to do, so I had to leave first."

A city guard found a reason and quickly ran away.

"My wife called me to go home for dinner, and I left."

"Oh, my stomach hurts suddenly. I can't do it anymore, I can't hold it in anymore."

Everyone scattered in a hurry.

...

In this way, a team of city guards almost left in a blink of an eye, with only the last young man standing there.

"I...my mother is about to give birth, and I have to leave."

It seemed that the reason was too lame, and the young man's face turned red and he left in a hurry.

As soon as the city guards left, the law enforcement officers from the Temple of War immediately came out and surrounded Zhan Wuque.

"What a courageous thing, I dare to fight in front of my Martial God Temple!"

"Boy, let him go!"

A middle-aged man wearing golden armor and dressed like a godly general walked out of the law enforcement officers.

He has a pale face and no beard, has a burly figure, a terrifying aura, and has the highest cultivation level of Wu Ling.

But Zhan Wuque seemed not to hear what he said, but fell down again and broke Lu Feng's other arm.

"court death!"

The man's eyes were filled with anger and slapped Zhan Wuque's back with a palm.

"snort!"

Yi Chenzi snorted softly, and the man was immediately knocked away by an invisible force.

"Brother Yichen is here and there is no way to welcome him. Why should I see him with a junior?"

A white-haired old man holding a dragon-head crutch walked out slowly.

"This old guy is not dead yet!"
To be continued...