Zhang Tingmu looked at Shang Yuru with expressionless face and said, "If my fire-printed knife is still there, at least twenty more moves with Senior Shang!" Shang Yuru groaned and narrowed his eyes: "Boy, don't be ungrateful. I'm merciless when you look young, otherwise," Shang Yuru pointed at Zhang Xiuwen who was using his skills to recover from his injuries with his sword and said, "...you are the same as your uncle!"

Zhang Tingmu narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath and asked, "What's the point of abducting my uncle and Xiaoyu girl?" Shang Yuru grinned and waved his hand casually: "Young Master Zhang said, don't be stubborn - what does it mean to abduct? It's just that the prefect Beimo invited them to have tea and discuss matters." Zhang Tingmu tightened the strips on the wound on his arm and said, "Since it's a tea and discuss matters, why don't we invite our Lord Zhengge to go there together? And you also used the excuse of clashing with us to hurt our Zhengge. Is it like you should treat me Jiujian Pavilion in your eyes?!"

Shang Yuru shook his head and sneered: "Young Master Zhang is such a bad word - Is it inevitable that he will suffer a little bit of injury." Zhang Tingmu still looked at Shang Yuru coldly, but the murderous aura in his eyes was even stronger than before. Zhang Xiuwen whispered from the side: "Tingmu, stop talking, he is not as skilled as humans." Zhang Tingmu took a deep breath and tightened his lips: "Damn it, if mouse and Aunt Luo were here...tsk..."

Shang Yuru put the Dragon Ridge Knife behind his back and said, "Young Master Zhang, you are young and energetic. If I care about you, the junior, it would make me look like a petty family in the Donghai Sect. You should step back." Zhang Tingmu glanced at the six disciples behind Shang Yuru and frowned slightly. At this time, the sword Wushao suddenly chuckled on the eaves: "Oh, I have never seen such a shameless person! Is there any reason to steal the girl?"

Zhang Tingmu and others looked at Dao Wushao, but Dao Wushao raised his right hand, shook the bell on his wrist and continued, "I'm here to find someone, are Lin Miao here? Who did you see him?" Zhang Tingmu thought about it, then bowed his hand and said, "Lin Miao is not in the mansion now. How dare you ask who the girl is? What's the matter with Lin Miao?" Dao Wushao's face turned slightly red, and he pouted and said in a low voice: "So he is not here, hum."

Zhang Tingmu raised his eyebrows and said thoughtfully: "Zhang Tingmu is the second saint of Miaojiang?" Dao Wushao nodded and looked around and said, "Then, do you know when Lin Miao will come back? I have something to do with him." Zhang Tingmu shook his head and explained, "I don't know when he will come back, and after he comes back, I'm afraid... I'll fight." Shang Yuru snorted with dissatisfaction: "Stop scaring me with the person named Lin Miao! How powerful can a little short who has not grown up!"

"Hey, who are you talking about?!" Dao Wushao frowned and shouted. Shang Yuru looked up at Dao Wushao, raised his chin with disdain and said, "You are the Sage of Miao Yue Sheng Gu? It looks a bit different." Dao Wushao said angrily: "Miao Yue Sheng Gu is my sister, who are you? Why are you here for?"

Shang Yuru lowered his eyes and thought to himself: "Miaojiang Saint Aunt is good at using poison, but Mrs. Tang is here, so there should be no need to be afraid of her... And that Saint Aunt should be with the Tartars? Why did he come here? Could it be that he is also looking for the Nine Sword Pavilion to be unlucky?" Thinking of Shang Yuru's secretly wielding his internal strength without wind and waves, he asked slowly: "Since the Saint Aunt is here, I wonder what is the price for you?"

Dao Wushao shook the bell in his hand impatiently and said, "Do I know you very well? Ask questions!" Shang Yuru suddenly felt angry, and he couldn't help but raise his voice and shouted, "Do you know who you are talking to, the cheap Nanman girl, do you know who you are talking to?" Dao Wushao tilted his head and stared at Shang Yuru, gritted his teeth and threatened him, "I care who you are! You want to die, so it's easy to say."

Shang Yuru sneered and showed off the Dragon Ridge Knife: "Then I want to see who died first!" As Shang Yuru said that, he turned his wrist and waved his posture, and the Dragon Ridge Knife immediately reflected a cold light. Zhang Tingmu knew that this was the starting move of the Donghai School Covering Knife, so he immediately rushed to Shang Yuru and kicked him at his right wrist. Shang Yuru raised his left palm without twisting his head and slapped Zhang Tingmu's chest with a palm. Zhang Tingmu was beaten by him and spit out a mouthful of blood and took a few steps back.

Zhang Xiuwen suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Shang Yuru! Don't bully people too much!" Shang Yuru still looked up at Dao Wushao: "Zhang Zhengge's words are wrong, I just let the young people know that some people can't afford to offend them, so don't mess with them." Dao Wushao chuckled and put his left hand on his waist: "You didn't kill me just now, I'm going to kill you!"

Shang Yuru raised his long sword and laughed: "Don't you understand anything I said just now? You are such an uncivilized little barbarian!" Dao Wushao's pretty face turned gloomy, and he bulged his cheeks and said: "I understand or not, don't understand what it has to do with you, go to die!" As he said that, Dao Wushao shook the bell in his hand suddenly, and several black shadows crawled towards Shang Yuru's heels in an extremely fast manner.

Shang Yuru shook his head coldly and said, "Do you have the only skill?" Then Shang Yuru slashed his sword behind him, and the dragon ridge knife wiped a ball of blue smoke from the stone floor. The poisonous insects brought by the sword without sheath were instantly cut into two pieces. The sword without sheath changed slightly, and he took a step back unconsciously. Shang Yuru sneered and continued, "Sure enough, I have never seen the world! Today, let you, the barbarian girl, see the power of my magical skills!"

As he said that, Shang Yuru stomped his feet and flew towards the roof. The long sword in his hand pierced directly into the lower abdomen of Wushe. Wushe screamed in surprise and subconsciously blocked his face with his hands. Shang Yuru's face showed a trace of ferociousness, and his arm was about to pierce Wushe's belly. At this time, a hidden weapon suddenly hit Shang Yuru's sword, and the force hit him so much that Shang Yuru had to twist his body to stabilize his wrist.

After Shang Yuru landed, he immediately looked to the right and saw Tong Tianbing, who was standing not far away, turning the copper feathered dart in his hand. Shang Yuru asked with an unhappy look: "What do you mean by Master Tong? Could it be to be merciful?" Tong Tianbing put the copper feathered dart back to his waist and shook his head: "Master Shang, you have a lot of adults, why bother with children!"

Shang Yuru snorted and stood up straight and said, "Forget it, I won't pursue it for the sake of Master Tong's face." Tong Tianbing walked to Zhang Xiuwen in a square step and said condescendingly: "What's wrong with Zhang Zhengge? It seems that his body is inconvenient?" Zhang Xiuwen could only stop exercising his skills and slowly stood up and politely said, "Long time no see Master Tong, are you all right?"
Chapter completed!