After saying that, Tong Tianbing's head was shaking violently, and Tu Zehuang's hands also pulled hard. Tu Tianbing's waist was immediately pulled off by Tu Zehuang, and the white bones covered with blood were faintly exposed. Tu Zehuang was also twisted off by Tong Tianbing's demon bird's flying claws. Tu Zehuang's headless body took two steps back and fell to the ground and disappeared.

Tong Tianbing pinched Tu Zehuang's head with both hands, took a deep breath before turning his head to Mu Wushuang and said, "Boy, this thing is not dead yet, the rest... depends on you..." After saying that, Tong Tianbing's tall body slowly knelt down to the ground, tilted his head to the left, and fell to the ground side by side with Tu Zehuang's body. Mu Wushuang's mind was empty, and he recalled uncontrollably when Tong Tianbing made things difficult for him and Li Yu in Lingzhou City, but the scene in his mind suddenly turned to the scene where Tong Tianbing and Tu Zehuang fought to the death.

At this time, Mu Wushuang seemed to have entered Tong Tianbing's body. He watched with his own eyes deliberately sell a flaw and use both sides to lose money, and die with Tu Zehuang. Just when Mu Wushuang was in a mess, Tu Zehuang's headless body actually got up slowly and said in the abdomen in his stomach: "This Red-haired Sect Master is quite powerful! He is just worse than Gengqin's method."

When Mu Wushuang heard Gengqin's name, he naturally remembered the Long Yubing who was kidnapped by Gengqin. He immediately held Juluo's sword tightly and pointed at Tu Zehuang: "You ghost, do you know where Gengqin is?" Tu Zehuang smiled in a slight smile and said, "So what if you know? I won't tell you anyway! That girl is so good to be a tribute." Mu Wushuang raised Juluo's sword directly and slashed Tu Zehuang's right shoulder with a sword, instantly splitting his shoulder and drooping his body.

Tu Zehuang held my left hand and shaking right half with his shaky body, laughing, and then continued to shout: "Mu Wushuang, do you think that if the Saint Aunt broke my body, you can kill me? Humph, unless you blow my soul into powder like you did against Jie Chengyuan, you won't want to kill me!" As he said that, Tu Zehuang waved his left hand, then pulled his five fingers into claws, as if he grabbed something, Tong Tianbing's soul instantly appeared on Tu Zehuang's left hand.

Mu Wushuang hurriedly took back Ju Luo Jian, stared at Tu Zehuang with a gloomy face and shouted: "Tu Zehuang, what else do you want?!" Tu Zehuang still made a harsh laugh from his abdomen: "I don't want anything, I just want to kill you all!" As soon as Tu Zehuang finished speaking, Tong Tianbing's dead soul suddenly roared and stuck it in front of Tu Zehuang's body. Without saying anything, Tu Zehuang stared at Tong Tianbing with an angry face. Before he could speak, Tong Tianbing's dead soul had already pinched Tu Zehuang's neck and roared: "Now everyone is a ghost, I can kill you again!"

After saying that, Tong Tianbing picked up Tu Zehuang, raised his sword with his left hand and wanted to cast a spell and chant a spell. Tu Zehuang wanted to spread Tong Tianbing's palm, but it was useless. Although Tong Tianbing was chanting a spell, Tu Zehuang's soul calmed down first: "I've become a ghost, and I still want to use the magic of living people? Look at me!" Tong Tianbing's soul was slightly stunned, and hurriedly turned his head and shouted to Zhang Tingmu: "Young Master Zhang Family, I have already pulled out the wronged soul of this Tartar! You cast the spell quickly and send us to the underworld."

Zhang Tingmu looked at Tong Tianbing's soul and shook his head: "The leader of the Tong Cult can't do it! Once I do it, I will just throw you two into the fifth hell at the same time..." Tong Tianbing raised his eyebrows and scolded: "Mother-in-law, it's hard to become a great man! Forget it, it's too late! Hey! Mu Wushuang, come here! Hurry up and use Juluo Sword to kill us! Juluo Sword's demonic power is powerful. Even if we can't kill us as a hooligan, we can break up!"

Mu Wushuang glanced at Tong Tianbing's body, then looked at Tong Tianbing's soul and said, "Tong Master, I really can't bear it. Senior and Bai Xiaochuaner and others are not the same person..." Tong Tianbing shouted with a sharp roar: "If you have the ability to separate us, you will not lose Miss Long! Mu Wushuang, it is rare that I can respect you, don't ruin your reputation!"

Mu Wushuang's face was embarrassed and slowly looked at Ju Luo Jian in his hand. Ju Luo Jian seemed to know what he wanted to do. The runes on the sword body gradually emitted dazzling blue fluorescence, and the powerful demonic power instantly swept through Tong Tianbing and Tu Zehuang's undead. Tong Tianbing controlled Tu Zehuang with force and shouted at Mu Wushuang: "Hurry up, don't be too slow to be like a girl!"

Mu Wushuang gritted his teeth and poured the demonic power of his left hand into Juluo Sword and silently said, "I can't kill the ghosts as a sound. I can disperse your soul... As long as the demonic power is enough... Master Tong, I have no choice but to offend me!" Thinking of this, a faint red light floated out of Mu Wushuang's eyes, and his left hand slashed at Tong Tianbing and Tu Zehuang. After a harsh wail, the souls of Tong Tianbing and Tu Zehuang disappeared, leaving only two broken corpses left on the ground.

Mu Wushuang sighed, turned his head to Zhang Tingmu and said, "Take the body of Master Tong back to the city and teach it to Brother Yinzheng to deal with it." Feng Yaozhen took advantage of Mu Wushuang and others' unpreparedness and suddenly used his light skills to fly into the city. A hint of anger flashed across Zhang Tingmu's calm face: "Mu Tou, I'll leave the funeral of Master Tong to you. This Mrs. Tang, maybe the evil one will complain first, I'll chase her! Fourteenth Lady, Manzi will ask you."

Dao Wurian nodded, walked quickly to Li Yu, stretched out two fingers to pull out the silver needle on Li Yu's chest. Bai Yanyan walked behind Dao Wurian with gloating and asked, "Miss Miao, is this kid dead? Does the two needles you stabbed? If it doesn't hurt, I'll give him two more." Dao Wurian smiled faintly and said, "My surname is Dao, he's fine. My poison needle suppresses Feng Yaozhen's poison needle, and just pull out the poison in his body."

Mu Wushuang comforted Bai Yanyan while asking casually: "Fourth Lady Tang's poison skills... are very powerful?" Dao Wurian nodded and sighed: "To be honest, her poison skills are almost at the realm of transformation. Even in our Miaojiang, she can still rank among the top elders." As he said that, Dao Wurian pressed his fingers on Li Yu's calves and touched his feet bit by bit.
Chapter completed!