Mu Wushuang stared at Bai Xiaochuan coldly, and his grinned white teeth: "It doesn't matter who I learned from, you can't care!" Bai Xiaochuan snorted, and his palms intertwined and said, "Today, I will let you see the Fire Phoenix Iron Feather Palm in my Baidingshan Palace!" After that, Bai Xiaochuan slowly emitted a scorching heat wave. Bai Yisheng thought in surprise: "Dad is really angry - he hasn't used the Fire Phoenix Hand for more than ten years! This monster boy is so powerful again in just one month?"

Mu Wushuang had heard of the name of the Fire Phoenix Iron Feather Palm, and knew that this martial arts was extremely powerful and had pure yang internal strength. The single-wheel move was definitely not under the Tiangang hand of the Nine Sword Pavilion, so he couldn't help but feel twelve points of energy and watched Bai Xiaochuan's every move nervously. Bai Xiaochuan's palm turned red in a short while. Mu Wushuang knew that he had accumulated enough internal strength and hurriedly used all his internal strength.

Feng Yaozhen and Beimo and his son had quietly retreated to a place about a squadron outside, watching Mu Wushuang and Bai Xiaochuan compete with each other with interest. Bai Xiaochuan narrowed his eyes and jumped to Mu Wushuang's body. His left palm hit Mu Wushuang's lower abdomen and his right palm slanted to Mu Wushuang's neck. The heat wave that rushed towards him made Mu Wushuang's heart tight, and he knew that he would never take Bai Xiaochuan's killing moves.

Mu Wushuang stretched out his left hand to block Bai Xiaochuan's right palm, but Bai Xiaochuan's arm only shook slightly, and the fire phoenix palm still hit Mu Wushuang with a thunderous force. Mu Wushuang screamed in secret and hurriedly took advantage of the situation to tilt to the left to avoid Bai Xiaochuan's heavy hand. Bai Xiaochuan snorted, raised his right foot and hooked it casually, and then pressed Mu Wushuang with his knees, making Mu Wushuang unable to escape even if he wanted to run away. Mu Wushuang's body was indeed stopped. Bai Xiaochuan immediately turned his right hand, and his clear muscles were slashed Mu Wushuang's right flank.

Mu Wushuang could only hurriedly protect his right ridge with his arm. Bai Xiaochuan's fire phoenix palm hit Mu Wushuang's right arm. Mu Wushuang's body flew to the left uncontrollably, and Bai Xiaochuan also took back his right leg as soon as possible and let Mu Wushuang fall heavily to the ground. Seeing Mu Wushuang stand up as if nothing had happened, Bai Xiaochuan couldn't help but lower his eyebrows and said, "Boy, your hands and waist should be very painful!"

Mu Wushuang gritted his teeth and rubbed his right waist, pretending to be calm and responded: "It's a profit to be able to see the White House Lord's magical skills. What's my little injury?" Bai Xiaochuan's eyelids twitched and shouted: "Small injury?! OK, I'll let you hurt enough!" After that, Bai Xiaochuan stepped in front of Mu Wushuang, and grabbed Mu Wushuang's face door with five fingers.

Mu Wushuang instinctively turned his head to avoid Bai Xiaochuan's killing move. Bai Xiaochuan immediately twisted his wrist to hold Mu Wushuang's neck. Mu Wushuang stretched out extremely quickly and grabbed Bai Xiaochuan's wrist with his right hand. After Bai Xiaochuan's right hand was snatched by Mu Wushuang, he immediately punched Mu Wushuang's ribs with his left hand. Mu Wushuang knew that Bai Xiaochuan had used ten successful forces, so he did not dare to take it hard, but grabbed Bai Xiaochuan's arm and took a step to the left.

Bai Xiaochuan's shoulder hurt because of his pull, and his fist deviated from the direction. But Bai Xiaochuan had been through a long battle, and immediately stood close to Mu Wushuang's side, kicking Mu Wushuang's back to the back of his head. Mu Wushuang saw that he could not hide, so he could only arch his back and force Bai Xiaochuan's leg. Mu Wushuang was kicked by him and shook his body, a wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and the true energy in his body was also shaking by Bai Xiaochuan.

Bai Xiaochuan saw Mu Wushuang's back facing him and wanted to use another move to seriously injure him, but at this moment, Mu Wushuang's body suddenly emitted an astonishing murderous aura. Not only Bai Xiaochuan, but even Feng Yaozhen, Bai Yisheng and others subconsciously pulled out their weapons and aimed them at Mu Wushuang. Bai Xiaochuan's just raised palm stopped beside him, and looked nervously at Mu Wushuang, who was motionless, like a gasping sculpture.

After Mu Wushuang slowly turned around, Bai Xiaochuan and others discovered that Mu Wushuang's originally black eyes had turned into a faint blood-red color, and the faint smell of blood spread around Mu Wushuang, which stimulated everyone around him to feel cold all over. Mu Wushuang narrowed his eyes and stared at Bai Xiaochuan, slowly raised his left index finger and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then put it on his tongue and smacked it.

Feng Yaozhen took a deep breath and looked at Mu Wushuang who seemed to be smiling and said in a low voice: "Master of the White House, this kid's demonic nature has occurred and it's not easy to deal with. Come back quickly..." Bai Xiaochuan could naturally smell the dangerous aura of Mu Wushuang: He knew very well that as long as he had a little action, Mu Wushuang would immediately do something beyond everyone's imagination - although he didn't know what Mu Wushuang would do, he would never dare to try it.

Although Bai Xiaochuan didn't want to admit it, he was like a mouse staring at by a cat, and could only stand involuntarily. The people in the room stopped talking, leaving only Mu Wushuang's heavy breathing echoed in the room. Just as Mu Wushuang tilted his head and stared at Bai Xiaochuan, and his violent eyes were almost narrowed into a slit, Mei Yinghong suddenly shouted at the door: "The sky has eyes, I finally got you!"

Mu Wushuang's body trembled, and his eyes instantly returned to their usual appearance. Not only that, when Mei Yinghong's angry voice came to the room, everyone felt that the suffocating oppression of Mu Wushuang's body disappeared almost at the same time. Except for Mu Wushuang, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief. Bai Xiaochuan secretly glanced at his right hand, and his whole palm was already nervous and sweaty.

After Mu Wushuang's demonic power faded, he immediately felt a scorching pain coming from his back. Mei Yinghong quickly walked behind Bai Xiaochuan, stared at Mu Wushuang hard, and almost said in a roaring voice: "Last year, Yu Shura asked me not to pursue the murder of his husband again. It's ridiculous! No one will protect you again today!" Mu Wushuang held back the pain on his body and stood up straight and argued: "Senior Mei, things are not what you think..."

Mei Yinghong smiled and gritted her teeth: "Who in the world doesn't know that Long Sizhan is famous for protecting her short-term weaknesses! Little bastard, how could I spare you the revenge of killing her husband?" Bai Xiaochuan coughed lightly and said, "Yinghong, be careful, your teacher will make the decision for you." Mei Yinghong's expression calmed a lot when she heard Bai Xiaochuan say this. After thanking Bai Xiaochuan, she stood aside, but her eyes were still staring at Mu Wushuang, as if she was afraid that he would run away.

Bai Xiaochuan glanced at Beimo and his son, then looked at Feng Yaozhen, then cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, although this is a personal grudge between my Baidingshan Palace and Jiujian Pavilion, since there are so many famous people in the world here, I take the liberty and want to ask you to give me an explanation, so I can give an explanation to my disciple who died in vain."
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