Zhang Tingmu whispered: "Master Tong, he was originally a Tartar general, and he was refined into a corpse demon. It is extremely difficult to deal with. You must not underestimate the enemy." Tong Tianbing's face showed a hint of alertness. He immediately pulled out his horse stance and stared at Tu Zehuang with a solemn face. Tu Zehuang's five fingers slightly formed claws, and a sound like a burst of beans came from his fingers. Tong Tianbing exerted force on his waist and legs, and used his hand to grab Tu Zehuang's flying claws. The two of them immediately fought together.

Dao Wuren said to Feng Yaozhen coldly, "How do you divide the remaining two?" Feng Yaozhen calmed down and thought silently: "The person surnamed Tong should not be able to fight against that Tartar, but I really can't believe in this bitch in front of me. After all, my mother and I are deeply intimate... Okay, let's beware of this little bitch first!" Thinking of this, Feng Yaozhen quietly pinched the Chuan Jun Gu in her hand. This Gu can penetrate into a person's body without knowing it, and then suck blood and chew the veins. It takes only two incense sticks to make people lose weight and die.

Feng Yaozhen leaned against Dao Wuren and said, "Saint Aunt, the surname Mu is more difficult to deal with than the surname Zhang. The person named Zhang is left to you." Dao Wuren nodded, stepped on his legs and walked towards Zhang Tingmu. As soon as Dao Wuren moved, Feng Yaozhen immediately threw Chuan Jun Gu on her back. Chuan Jun Gu instantly crawled into Dao Wuren's thick hair. Feng Yaozhen showed a venomous smile, and then said to Mu Wushuang: "Boy, today I will let you see how powerful the Tang family's hidden weapons and the Feng family are!" As Feng Yaozhen said that, she pointed to the ground and jumped back about a foot.

Mu Wushuang naturally knew that Feng Yaozhen was good at hidden weapons, and the farther he was, the more passive he was. So Mu Wushuang directly picked up the Juluo Sword and stabbed Feng Yaozhen's right shoulder with a sword. Feng Yaozhen was about to throw out the hidden weapon in his right hand, but Mu Wushuang's speed was also extremely fast. As long as Feng Yaozhen moved his arm, he would immediately be pierced by Mu Wushuang's shoulder. Feng Yaozhen could only grit her teeth and continue to jump backwards.

Mu Wushuang chased after two steps, and Ju Luo Jian was one foot closer to Feng Yaozhen. Feng Yaozhen couldn't help but feel a little anxious: If this continues, Mu Wushuang will have three more steps to catch up with her. Feng Yaozhen finally reluctantly freed up her left hand to pull out a jade hairpin. Seeing her using her left hand, Mu Wushuang felt a little nervous and her body slowed down.

Feng Yaozhen took the opportunity to raise her hands, and the hidden weapon jade hairpin flew towards Mu Wushuang at the same time. Mu Wushuang's left arm stretched out the blue veins, and his wrists instantly drew several circles like bees among flowers. After a crisp ringing sound, all Feng Yaozhen's hidden weapon jade hairpin was knocked to the ground by Ju Luo Jian. Feng Yaozhen looked at Mu Wushuang with a gloomy face and shook his wrists before squinting his eyes at him: "What kind of sword technique is this?"

Mu Wushuang smiled and showed off his sword, "The fifth style of the Phoenix's feathers, the hundred birds facing the king, can be defended without leaking water!" Feng Yaozhen took a deep breath and shook her head: "I didn't expect that the Phoenix's feather sword was actually promoted by Yu Shura, which is really ironic." Mu Wushuang glanced at Ju Luojian, and then asked curiously: "What are you saying? Is this the martial arts of the demon Taoist's feathers?"

Feng Yaozhen snorted and nodded: "When Long Sizhan was 19 years old, he challenged the world's masters alone. He only used a set of Hunyuan Tianshi's hands, so he forced the Chizi to use what he had learned in his life. Later, when Long Sizhan saw that he was in trouble, he had a murderous heart and Chizi collapsed. However, the martial arts of Chizi were taken away by Long Sizhan's move. Why, she hadn't told you?"

Mu Wushuang couldn't help but feel fascinated, and couldn't help but recite silently: "I didn't expect that the Grand Master was so powerful when he was young! Mouse should be able to do it too." As soon as Mu Wushuang was distracted, a cold light flashed in front of him. Mu Wushuang subconsciously raised his sword to block it, and a six-edged dart hit the Juluo sword, which split directly into two halves. A faint blue mist immediately spread in front of Mu Wushuang.

Mu Wushuang hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and jumped back, but Mu Wushuang had not yet gained a foothold, and several hidden weapons flew towards the point in front of him at the same time. Mu Wushuang turned his body sideways and raised Ju Luojian's wide sword body in front of him. Two hidden weapons rushed past Mu Wushuang's chest, and the rest were blocked by Ju Luojian. Mu Wushuang wanted to lift Ju Luojian, but suddenly felt that his mind had risen and his wrists were less than 40%.

Feng Yaozhen chuckled and picked up her arm: "The stupid guy's reaction is quite fast. Humph, if the Huangquan sword is a little narrower, you should go to Huangquan to report now." Although Mu Wushuang was poisoned, she still tried her best to remain calm and said: "The Tang Sect hidden weapons are famous all over the world, and I admire them very much. But the wife underestimates me too much! This kind of poisonous substance that is not painful and itchy can't do anything to me."

Feng Yao Zhen curled her lips: "Stop being stubborn. Do you think the blue and black videos of the past are just a joke? How about it? Can't use internal strength? To tell you the truth, this is just the beginning. In a while, you should be bleeding from your seven orifices." Mu Wushuang naturally knew that what Feng Yao Zhen said was not false, and immediately focused all the internal strength on his left hand.

Feng Yaozhen saw Mu Wushuang lower his eyelids and began to use his power to fight the poison, but instead took a step back cautiously: "But you have a very powerful demon. I'm afraid it will take a little longer. It's better for me to stay away from you, hum." Mu Wushuang could feel that the demonic power of Ju Luojian was slowly injecting into his body, but Feng Yaozhen's poison went straight through the internal organs of the tendons and veins. No matter how strong the demonic power was, it was difficult to control the poison instantly.

Mu Wushuang turned his head and looked at Feng Yaozhen quietly. Feng Yaozhen also looked at Mu Wushuang motionlessly until Feng Yaozhen's right finger moved quietly. Mu Wushuang immediately held the Juluo Sword in her hand tightly, knowing that she had taken out a hidden weapon and was about to take action. Sure enough, Feng Yaozhen glanced at Zhang Tingmu and others who were fighting not far away, and slowly raised her right hand and said, "It's true that it's a cockroach's life, and it won't die easily - OK, I'll give you another trip."

As he said that, the bone-sharp needle in Feng Yaozhen's sleeve flew towards Mu Wushuang's eyes. Mu Wushuang cursed in his heart, "Damn it, I can only throw the car away to keep the handsome guy." Then he directly raised his right arm and slammed the needle under his crotch. The severe pain that had broken the bone marrow not only did not stimulate Mu Wushuang's demonic power, but instead caused the wrist force of his left hand to be released a little more. Feng Yaozhen saw Mu Wushuang shaking down the plate, and then smiled proudly: "Do you even have the strength to stand? That's right, it's great."
Chapter completed!