After Yang Tiantai's blood and blood were smooth, he found that Taoist Xianyun had begun to chant the curse with his fingers, and he couldn't help but shout: "You are too arrogant!" After that, Yang Tiantai's long sword shook and stabbed the front chest of Xianyun Taoist Xianyun. Taoist Xianyun's face turned blue, opened his eyes suddenly, and made a strange sound in his throat. Then his right hand quickly grabbed Yang Tiantai's sword body. No matter how hard Yang Tiantai tried, the long sword could no longer be stabbed forward. Taoist Xianyun grinned and made a strange laugh, and his originally elegant face became distorted.

Seeing Yang Tiantai's face turned red, Mu Wushuang slowly raised the ghost head to beat the knife in his hand, ready to take action to relieve the siege at any time. Seeing the appearance of the immortal Yun Taoist, Yang Tiantai knew that he had just used the magic of fusion of demons and forced the demon power of the demon pill for himself. He couldn't help but think that something was wrong: after the demons were merged, the human power, speed, and physical strength would be greatly increased, but it would also damage his internal organs. Xianyun Taoist slowly turned his right hand, and Yang Tiantai's long sword also bent, and it was twisted into a trickle in a short while, and it had become scrap iron. Yang Tiantai threw away the sword, used the purple elephant magic skill, and slashed at Xianyun Taoist's left neck with one palm. When the palms and flesh intersected, Yang Tiantai felt like he hit a stone, but Xianyun Taoist's head was just tilted to the right.

Yang Tiantai's right hand felt a scorching pain, and he quickly kicked the Xianyun Taoist in the chest and took advantage of the force to retreat to the place six steps away. Xianyun Taoist also stood up slowly, holding Yang Tiantai's long sword in his right hand, but no drop of blood flowed out between his fingers. Although Yang Tiantai's sword was not a peerless weapon to cut gold and cut jade, it was also extremely sharp by fine steel. Yang Tiantai knew in his heart that Xianyun Taoist can be said to be a real steel bar and iron bone. Yang Tiantai took a deep breath and thought to himself: "What should I do? Just my pair of flesh palms can't do anything to this monster...why would Wushuang go to take Juluo Jian to deal with him?"

When Taoist Xianyun saw Yang Tiantai distracted, he screamed and rushed towards Yang Tiantai like a ball of white mist. His fingers were catching Yang Tiantai's face. Yang Tiantai hurriedly turned around and avoided his claws, and a large area of ​​Taoist robe was instantly torn apart. At this time, the bandits watching were also tactfully standing twenty steps away. Although no one shouted loudly, the whispering sound became much louder, and the disdain for Yang Tiantai and Mu Wushuang was even more obvious. Mu Wushuang grabbed the ghost-headed knife with his backhand, slowly glanced at the surrounding bandits, and the buzzing voice stopped abruptly.

On this side, Yang Tiantai could only use his arms to catch the killer of Taoist Xianyun, and had to beware of being scratched by him with his claws. He was immediately surrounded by danger and was controlled by the other party everywhere. Although Taoist Xianyun had a lot of strength and had the upper hand for a while, the rules were already in chaos when he took action. After Yang Tiantai had just supported a few moves, he glanced at Mu Wushuang, who was standing beside him with a knife, and said with a rumor as if he was enlightened. Yang Tiantai stood firm and laughed three times, making everyone feel confused. After laughing, Yang Tiantai said loudly: "Why not afraid of the beast that has not yet opened Mengzhi!" Then Yang Tiantai adjusted his breath and slowly lowered his waist and stretched his arms. Mu Wushuang could tell at a glance that this was a starting move of the Mian Hand.

It turns out that although this Xianyun Taoist is powerful and fast, he is still a little weaker than Mu Wushuang. Mu Wushuang has practiced foreign kung fu for more than ten years, but Yang Tiantai is still beaten to no avail, let alone this Xianyun Taoist whose composition is already messed up? However, Mu Wushuang and Yang Tiantai are left with a line. At present, the Xianyun Taoist is killed by moves, and Yang Tiantai has to get up to his twelve points. The Xianyun Taoist twitched a few times on his left face and raised his fist without saying a word.

He smashed Yang Tiantai. Yang Tiantai waved his arm as if he was lightly, and then pushed the hand of Xianyun Taoist Master Xianyun half a foot away. Xianyun Taoist immediately scratched Yang Tiantai's face with his left hand. Yang Tiantai flashed behind him and kicked him at his knees. Xianyun Taoist Master Xianyun bent his left leg and almost threw himself to the ground. Yang Tiantai took a step forward and rushed over to capture Xianyun Taoist Master Xianyun's left shoulder, then pushed his left hand forward and retreated, and removed Xianyun Taoist's left shoulder joint.

The Xianyun Taoist dislocated his shoulder and felt pain. He let out a low roar, and his right hand suddenly hit Yang Tiantai. Yang Tiantai pressed his left shoulder and turned to the right side of Xianyun Taoist. He used the same trick to capture his right arm and right shoulder again. He pushed his left hand back and pulled his right hand forward, and then removed his right shoulder joint with a slight sound. After Yang Tiantai succeeded, he immediately jumped lightly to a place ten feet away, looking at Xianyun Taoist with both hands behind his back. Xianyun Taoist stood up, his arms were hanging softly, and a few words were squeezed out from his teeth: "You...you...have you..." Yang Tiantai snorted coldly and said, "The evil way is nothing but I'll do you!"

As soon as Yang Tiantai finished speaking, two sharp sounds of breaking through the air suddenly sounded in the darkness not far away. Yang Tiantai heard the sound and flashed to the right. A white light rushed past him and hit the pillar of the inn. He immediately flew across the wood chips. Mu Wushuang also saw a white light flying towards him, and immediately raised a ghost-headed knife to protect his body. After a crisp sound, he felt an extremely powerful force coming from the blade. Mu Wushuang couldn't help but shake his body, and took a step back to remove the strength of the white light. Mu Wushuang turned over the blade in a daze and looked at it. He couldn't help but be surprised: such a huge hidden weapon was actually just a small white stone! The stone was deeply embedded in the blade.

"Junior Brother Yang, where is my father?" An elegant male voice suddenly sounded. When Yang Tiantai heard this voice, his face changed: "Senior Brother Zhang Xianwu (Zhang Xiuwen)... Why are you here?!" There were four people behind the bandits. The leader was more than seven feet long and thin. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he should be a handsome and handsome man. The person coming was not someone else, but Zhang Xiuwen, the second son of Zhang Zhengling. As for the slightly fat figure standing behind Zhang Xiuwen, Yang Tiantai knew it was Zhang Zhubei without looking at it. Yang Tiantai bowed and said, "Qiansheng has met Senior Brother Xianwu." "Junior Brother Yang, Brother Yu is polite. I just want to ask you one thing: Where is my father?" Zhang Xiuwen still said coldly. Yang Tiantai was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer him.

Zhang Xiuwen has a profound cultivation and deep internal strength. Although he was not loud when he spoke, his tone was slow, but every word was heard, as if he was standing beside everyone. Not to mention Mu Wushuang and Yang Tiantai, even Lu Xianping and the other two who were watching the fun were the same. When Lu Xianping heard Zhang Xiuwen's voice, he couldn't help but scream inwardly, "Oh no! Why did Senior Brother Zhang come so quickly!" Lu Xianping hurried to Li Tianmu's room, reached out and knocked on the door, but the door had been opened. Li Tianmu walked across from him with a calm face. "Senior Brother Li..." Lu Xianping was about to speak, but Li Tianmu nodded and said, "Zhang Xianwu, the jade dragon in Zhenhai... I haven't seen him for many years, Junior Brother Zhang's cultivation can be called brave and just entered!" Lu Xianping snorted coldly and said, "I'm afraid that this Zhang Xianwu is no longer the junior brother Zhang that Brother Zong Mo knows."

Li Tianmu frowned and asked, "Why do you say that?" "If you are accomplices of a tiger, you will have a son like your father!" Lu Xianping said hatefully, "And, the senior brother also knows that he is a famous filial son. Because of the word filial, he never disobeyed Zhang Zuojiao and obeyed his advice. He didn't know how many creatures he had harmed, and even his monster wife who had not passed the door could not save him! Now that Master Zhang died, the account must be settled on us." Li Tianmu nodded with concern and said, "He was not inferior to me back then, and now I am afraid I can't stand it."

The two were talking to themselves, and Li Shuanghua and Luo Rui walked up to him. Li Shuanghua asked with a little nervousness: "Two, what is the origin of this grandson outside? It seems to be quite difficult to deal with!" Li Tianmu and Lu Xianping looked at each other with strange expressions - Zhang Xiuwen and their two generations, Li Shuanghua called Zhang Xiuwen's grandson to bring them inadvertently. Luo Rui still looked indifferent. In her opinion, as long as she used all her strength - that is to say, she could kill people at will without any scruples, then the person coming was not afraid at all.
Chapter completed!