Zhang Tingmu turned around and stared at Shang Yuru and sneered: "You are still the leader, are you still shameless?" Shang Yuru snorted and said: "You are all mixed friends, there is no need to talk about the morality of the world." Luo Rui gritted his teeth, resisted the severe pain of the left flank and straightened his back: "You dog, aren't you afraid that Longhu Mountain Jade Shura will be unlucky for you?"

Feng Yaozhen chuckled and said slowly: "What a pity, Master Li from Longhu Mountain has delayed his trip, and he will arrive tomorrow as soon as possible... But you will die in the battlefield tonight." Ji Gu closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Amitabha, good, good, good," and quietly retreated to the crowd. Mu Wushuang looked at the people with different expressions in his eyes, smiled evilly and turned the sentence around: "So that's it! So the finale of this hero banquet is just us?"

Lin Miao took a deep breath, then looked at Bai Xiaochuan and said, "Master of the White House, I have something to ask you..." Bai Xiaochuan was afraid that he would mention Bai Yisheng again, so he raised his eyebrows and shouted, "If you have something to do, go to the underworld to ask!" After that, he slapped Lin Miao's chest. Ji Sui also flew up and grabbed Lin Miao's face. The two masters made moves at the same time, and Lin Miao had to take a twelve-point spirit, use Tiangang Hand and Bai, and the two of them started fighting.

Seeing that Mu Wushuang still had no intention of letting Tong Yinzheng go, Feng Yaozhen took out a thorn needle and secretly aimed at Mu Wushuang's eyebrows. Mu Wushuang watched Lin Miao and the other two fight with all their energy. Lin Miao obviously did not use all his strength, but just tried his best to deal with it. Bai Xiaochuan's move was fatal. Feng Yaozhen's thorn needle suddenly flew towards Mu Wushuang's forehead. Mu Wushuang hurriedly blocked it with a juku sword. Tong Yin seized the opportunity and crawled to the table of the Jingshu Sect.

Mu Wushuang glared at Feng Yaozhen fiercely, and Tong Tianbing smiled and replied and clasped his fists: "Thank you, Feng Si, for saving the dog." Feng Yaozhen said with a smile: "It's just a matter of raising her hands, Master Tong, don't be polite." Luo Rui suddenly froze his expression and asked blankly: "Wushuang, you are a bastard, didn't you bring Su Yatou here?"

Mu Wushuang nodded, and suddenly remembered something and shouted: "It's bad! Twist the tiger away from the mountain! No wonder Miss Bai Si hasn't followed him!" As soon as Mu Wushuang finished speaking, Tong Tianbing's face turned gloomy: "What? Tsk... The few proud disciples of the White House Lord are not there, and the Tang family masters and Prince Bei Mo are not there... Are you planning to steal people?"

Feng Yaozhen smiled slightly and said to Tong Tianbing, "How can a mere maid get into the eyes of the leader of Tong?" Tong Tianbing snorted, pushed Li Yu suddenly and shouted, "Get back! I am blind and trust you guys! You can do something like robbing the girl in the country, I can't afford to lose this person!" Li Yu hurriedly stood beside Mu Wushuang and said, "What should I do? At least three people are heading towards Xiaoyu now!"

Mu Wushuang turned the Ju Luojian in his hand again, turned around and looked directly at Shang Yuru at the door and shouted, "What else can I do? Just go out!" Zhang Tingmu immediately slashed Shang Yuru's left waist with a knife. Shang Yuru raised a dragon ring knife to block it, and the blade was suddenly hit by the red blood knife. Shang Yuru was shocked and hurriedly jumped back and broke through the wooden wall. Mu Wushuang and Zhang Tingmu also took the opportunity to come to the yard.

Zhang Tingmu raised his red blood knife and blocked Shang Yuru without looking back: "Mu Tou, go back and find Xiaoyu!" Mu Wushuang looked at Zhang Tingmu and asked, "Senior Brother, are you okay?" Zhang Tingmu snorted and said, "I can't do it, and there are still rats - go find Miss Su quickly, and you must not let her fall into the hands of these beasts!" Mu Wushuang nodded and jumped out of the Beimo family.

At this time, the room was already in chaos. Luo Rui took the opportunity to drop a few disciples guarding him and came to the yard with some breath. Zhang Tingmu glanced at Luo Rui: "Aunt Luo, have you actually escaped?" Luo Rui covered his left waist with his left hand and hugged Zhuzi with his right hand and said, "Their attention is all on the mouse, no one pays attention to me... Be careful!" When Luo Rui exclaimed, Zhang Tingmu had already heard the sound of wind behind his head.

Zhang Tingmu immediately turned around and raised his red blood knife with his backhand to block Shang Yuru. But Zhang Tingmu looked closely and realized that Shang Yuru's dragon ring knife had actually been chopped from bottom to top. Zhang Tingmu hurriedly moved his skills and moved back half a step, and a blood mark about a foot long was cut from the tip of Shang Yuru's knife. Shang Yuru took advantage of the unstable position under Zhang Tingmu and immediately kicked Zhang Tingmu to the ground.

After Zhang Tingmu fell to the ground, his eyes immediately blurred. Shang Yuru's big sword had already stabbed Zhang Tingmu's throat. Zhang Tingmu twisted his body with all his strength, and Shang Yuru's big sword immediately penetrated Zhang Tingmu's right shoulder. Zhang Tingmu endured the severe pain in his shoulder and changed the red blood knife to his left hand. Shang Yuru slowly raised his foot and stepped on Zhang Tingmu's left wrist, and said with a long smile: "I have found a good knife, but I want to compete with me? Zhang Tingmu, you are still tender!"

As he said that, Shang Yuru slowly turned the sword of the Longhuan Knife, and Zhang Tingmu was so painful that cold sweat came out. Shang Yuru spat on Zhang Tingmu, then smiled and continued, "This sect leader cut off your collarbone first, so you won't use the knife for the rest of your life!" Zhang Tingmu stared at Shang Yuru hatefully: "Okay, if you don't kill me now, I will kill you one day!" Shang Yuru opened his mouth in surprise: "Oh? Mr. Zhang from Jiujian Pavilion actually wants my neck. What should I do? Haha!"

Seeing that Shang Yuru was arrogant, Luo Rui immediately took out a long whip. However, before she raised her arms, a severe pain came from her waist. Luo Rui could only use his arms to protect his waist injury and slowly walked a few steps towards Shang Yuru. Shang Yuru glanced at Luo Rui and breathed in a breath and said slowly: "Witch, you are so powerful. You are so fucking and jumping around by the White House Lord!

Luo Rui's eyes showed a faint green fluorescent light and said, "I will settle this account with him sooner or later- you put the court first! Then fight me!" Shang Yuru snorted, then looked at Zhang Tingmu with contempt: "Young Master Zhang, it's best if you die - in the future, Zhang Xiuwen'er will have the final say in your Zhang family, and no one will argue with his son again."
Chapter completed!