Zhang Tingye wouldn't see Li Yu in his eyes. Seeing him hit him with a palm, he immediately raised his hand impatiently to block it. This time, he felt that his arm was hurting. Zhang Tingye immediately realized that he had underestimated this village boy. Li Yu made a fist with his left hand, and while Zhang Tingye was unprepared, he punched Zhang Tingye on the right shoulder. Zhang Tingye slanted and suddenly became extremely angry: No one had ever hit him like this since he was a child! Zhang Tingmu opened his eyes wide open and stared at Li Yu fiercely. Li Yu had never seen the world before, but he was stared at by Zhang Tingye and was frightened. Zhang Tingye raised his left hand and slapped Li Yu in the face, just like the master taught a lesson. Although Li Yu was at a loss for a moment, he still reacted quickly and grabbed Zhang Tingye's right wrist in an understatement. Now Zhang Tingye became even more angry: "Let go!"

Li Yu was slightly stunned, and the force in his hand also relaxed. Zhang Tingye immediately pulled his right hand back and stared at Li Yu in a panting. While Li Yu was unprepared, Zhang Tingye raised his hand and slapped Li Yu in the face again. This time, Zhang Tingye used Taoist internal skills, which was much faster than before. Li Yu frowned and glanced at Zhang Tingye, and grabbed his wrist again in the same posture and position. "You! Let me go!" Zhang Tingye shouted angrily. At this time, Li Yu had already come to his senses. Not only did he not let go, but he increased the force in his hand. Zhang Tingye's wrist was getting more and more painful, and he couldn't help but blushed, and he actually raised his long sword and stabbed Li Yu's heart.

Tian Mu and others changed their faces, and Yang Tiantai had already rushed over. But Mu Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw that Li Yu's left hand, hiding behind, suddenly grew one foot and punched Zhang Tingye's right shoulder. The same move and the same position, but Li Yu also used tens of strength. Zhang Tingye was unstable and almost fell to the ground, and the sword was almost about to escape. If Li Yu hadn't grabbed his left hand, Zhang Tingye would have been lying on the ground. Zhang Tingye was so angry that his hair was about to stand up. He flipped his wrist and cut Li Yu's nose straight. Li Yu quickly let go of Zhang Tingye and leaned back, and at the same time, he took a few steps back to the place five steps away from Zhang Tingye.

Just as Zhang Tingye was about to have an attack, a girl's scream suddenly came into his ears. Zhang Tingye looked up and suddenly felt his heart beating wildly. He saw an extremely beautiful girl looking at Li Yu with a worried look on his face. Zhang Tingye never thought that there was such a beautiful and amazing girl in this world, even if he was not much better than his uncle Long Yubing. However, there was always a thick layer of frost in Long Yubing's eyes, and everyone was indifferent to keeping others from thousands of miles away. And the girl in front of him had clear eyes like a diamond, and her worries were in her heart.

Kind, like the gem luster in the dark, it was still visible from a distance. Zhang Tingye felt dry and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the sword in his hand also relaxed. At this time, Zhang Zhubei flew over and fell lightly to Zhang Tingye, whispering a few words to Zhang Tingye. Zhang Tingye actually nodded with a smile on his face. Mu Wushuang stared at Zhang Zhubei tightly, but couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: "Although this Uncle Tonghai is wide and fat, his skills are really good! The light skills he just showed are definitely not inferior to Uncle Yang!"

After Zhang Zhubei finished speaking, he saw Mu Wushuang staring at him and immediately showed a kind smile: "You are not good at me?" Mu Wushuang took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Chengtong Haimeng was worried about me, but the rats still can't kill me." Zhang Zhubei's face changed when he heard this, but he immediately changed into the harmless smile of humans and animals and said, "Mr. Nephew is extremely skilled in martial arts, who can hurt you?" Mu Wushuang was too lazy to show off his verbal skills with Zhang Zhubei, but he saw Zhang Tingye looking at him with murderous aura from the corner of his eyes. Yang Tiantai saw Zhang Zhubei walking forward, afraid that he would do something extraordinary, so he also stepped forward and said to him: "If there is anything wrong with Zhang, you might as well sit down and talk."

Zhang Zhubei smiled and said, "This depends on what Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Brother Li mean." Li Tianmu looked at Zhang Xiuwen, and Zhang Xiuwen was still standing away without expression. Zhang Zhubei had already seen that the injuries on Li Tianmu and Lu Xianping had not healed. Yang Tiantai had just had a fight, and consumed a lot of true energy. However, he had never seen Li Shuanghua and Luo Rui. Instinctively felt that these two alien women were very dangerous and were definitely not fuel-efficient. However, Zhang Xiuwen was here, and I would not have caused any storm. Thinking of this, Zhang Zhubei slowly took out the judge's pen and said to Li Tianmu: "No matter what, I still want to respect you as Senior Brother. Today, Senior Brother Zhang came here just to find the body of Zhang Zuojiao, alas..." Speaking of this, Zhang Zhubei wiped his eyes with a sad face. If Mu Wushuang and others had just met him a few days ago, they would have been almost deceived by him.

Zhang Xiuwen, who had been silent at this time, spoke: "Li... Senior Brother, how did my father die?" After that, Zhang Xiuwen's fist placed behind him made a crisp sound. Zhang Xiuwen's cold eyes slowly turned to Luo Rui and Li Shuanghua, staring at them expressionlessly. Li Shuanghua immediately felt nervous: Zhang Zhengling was beaten to death by Wanyu, Zhang Zhubei didn't know that Zhang Xiuwen probably thought it was Luo Rui or she who killed Zhang Zhengling himself. Seeing Zhang Xiuwen looking at two alien women with murderous aura, Li Tianmu thought to him for a moment, and said to him after contemplation: "Junior Brother Zhang, there is indeed a misunderstanding in this." Zhang Zhubei sneered and said: "Now there is no evidence to die, of course you can say anything!" Then suddenly, he pointed to Yang Tiantai's left shoulder with a judge's pen without any warning, and said at the same time: "I am obsessed with the witch and murdering seniors of the same school. It's really worth dying!"

Yang Tiantai didn't expect that Zhang Zhubei would suddenly take action. He wanted to swing his sword to block it but found that he was unarmed, so he could only retreat slightly unwillingly. Yang Tiantai was not strong enough internal strength, and he saw that he could not avoid Zhang Zhubei's extremely fast sneak attack. Zhang Zhubei was secretly glad that when he succeeded, he suddenly had a black wind in front of him, and a dark ghost-headed sword roared in front of him with a cold light. When Zhang Zhubei was shocked, he hurriedly retracted his right hand and barely raised the judge's pen to block the thunderous sword. With a loud noise of gold and stone, Zhang Zhubei hurriedly retreated three or four steps before removing the force on his right arm. Mu Wushuang held the ghost-headed sword in his left hand and was already standing in front of Yang Tiantai. Zhang Zhubei gasped heavily, and was even more surprised and silently said: "I haven't seen him for a few days, why did this mistball grow so fast?!"

Zhang Xiuwen and Zhang Tingye were also secretly surprised. The father and son did not expect Mu Wushuang to be so powerful. Zhang Tingye's mouth tightened and raised his sword to stab Mu Wushuang's left waist. Mu Wushuang saw Zhang Tingye stabbing him, flip his wrist and stabbed him with a knife. Mu Wushuang had high arms and long figure, so Zhang Tingye had to dodge to the left, and then tilted his sword to stab Mu Wushuang's elbow. Mu Wushuang narrowed his eyes and turned around and swung the ghost-headed knife. Zhang Tingye saw the clear blade cutting towards him, so he could only hurry to avoid the knife. Mu Wushuang suddenly stood up and stretched out his right palm to slap Zhang Tingye's chest. Zhang Tingye had to raise his palm to greet him in a hurry. Suddenly, he felt a cold neck, and then his feet were off the ground and jumped backwards involuntarily.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Tingye roared at Zhang Zhubei who was pulling the back of his neck. Zhang Zhubei just stared at Mu Wushuang and ignored Zhang Tingye. Zhang Zhubei had just taken Mu Wushuang's sword and knew that if Zhang Tingye took it, he would definitely break Zhang Tingye's wrist bone with Mu Wushuang's brute force. Mu Wushuang slashed the air with one palm, and immediately stood up straight and stared at Zhang Zhubei. Yang Tiantai saw Mu Wushuang standing in front of him with murderous aura, for fear that he would be red in his eyes again, so he quickly whispered: "Mr. Nephew, please stop." Mu Wushuang exhaled and nodded slowly.
Chapter completed!