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Chapter 75 The Great Distance

After Wang Xiaoru finished speaking, he threw a bloody and bloody thing between the three of them with impatient expression. Mu Wushuang looked closely and found that it was a bloody demon pill. Wang Xiaoru took a deep breath and shouted: "I gave him the demon pill, and he has been looking for blood circulation for Lao I for more than two years. Now he has been killed! If you hand over the murderer to Lao I, I may let you go!" Mu Wushuang saw Zhang Zhubei and Liu Manmang hesitant, and immediately raised his sword and said: "Senior, that Xianyun Taoist is self-defeating, and everyone will be punished!" Wang Xiaoru turned around and said: "Boy, I know that your sword is very powerful. If I remember correctly, it is called Juluo. But Xianyun was not killed by the sword, I can see."

Mu Wushuang pressed his eyebrows and said, "It was me who broke his neck. Senior thought!" Wang Xiaoru smiled with a ghostly aura, and suddenly came directly to Mu Wushuang and patted his chest with his right palm gently. Mu Wushuang was shocked. He had no idea how the ghost grandma came to him. But before Mu Wushuang could react, he suddenly felt an extremely powerful force coming from his chest. Mu Wushuang took four or five steps back and had not yet removed Wang Xiaoru's force. He could only insert Ju Luojian into the

Only then did Zhang Zhubei stand firm on the ground. Seeing that Wang Xiaoru's unpredictable skills, he immediately squeezed out a smile and said, "The Ghost Madam's magical skills are superb. I admire you. It's not our original intention to disturb me today. I hope you can be proud of me." Wang Xiaoru nodded: "It's not difficult to let me go. I like this little girl very much, so let her accompany me. As for this kid holding a sword, I want to protect the murderer, I have some loyalty, very good! I still like a fool with backbone."

Li Shuanghua's cold sweat on his face was even more. "Don't think about it!" Mu Wushuang stood up and shouted. A trace of discomfort flashed slightly on Wang Xiaoru's face, and his right hand slowly hanged on his legs. Liu Manmang did not expect Mu Wushuang to cover up Zhang Tingye, and his eyes looked at Mu Wushuang with a little more appreciation. Zhang Zhubei quickly turned his head and signaled Mu Wushuang not to anger Wang Xiaoru. Mu Wushuang pulled out the Quluojian and said, "Senior, stay Aunt Hua, I can't explain to my master when I go back." Wang Xiaoru's expression calmed down and said, "That's it, okay, you can stay together, just fill the gap of the Xianyun bastard." Mu Wushuang snorted and said, "Senior, offend me!" Then he waved his sword and stabbed Wang Xiaoru.

Wang Xiaoru slowly stretched out two fingers, as if she wanted to hold Juluo Jian. Mu Wushuang was happy: "She will definitely be shaken away by Juluo Jian!" But when Juluo Jian stabbed him, Wang Xiaoru turned around and dodged without expression, then leaned forward, poked out his left hand and pressed it on Mu Wushuang's shoulder. Mu Wushuang's body also stopped, no matter how hard Mu Wushuang used, he couldn't move at all, and Wang Xiaoru's right fingers barely stopped on Juluo Jian.

Wang Xiaoru said slowly, "Ju Luojian is good at hurting people with demonic power. I am not so stupid that I can directly pinch your sword." Mu Wushuang's heart immediately became nervous, and Zhang Zhubei and Liu Manmang were so nervous that they couldn't even say a word. Wang Xiaoru was just showing off his martial arts. In theory, Mu Wushuang's sword could definitely be as fast as lightning. Even Zhang Zhubei and the others were extremely forced to take this sword. Wang Xiaoru seemed to be slow, but he could hit Mu Wushuang's body first.

Mu Wushuang frowned, turned his wrist and turned his sword horizontally, trying to cut Wang Xiaoru's fingers. Wang Xiaoru still slowly lowered his right hand, and easily avoided Mu Wushuang's secret moves. Wang Xiaoru pushed his left hand listlessly, and Mu Wushuang was pushed out more than two feet. After standing still, Mu Wushuang felt that his right shoulder was so hot. Although Mu Wushuang gritted his teeth and stood up straight, his right shoulder was as heavy and hot as if he had pressed a piece of red iron. Wang Xiaoru looked at his left hand and said with a smile.

: "Boy, how about the old Baiyin Hand?" "Bai Yin Hand!" Zhang Zhubei and Liu Manmang couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. This set of palm techniques is to inject their own internal strength into the other person's body, and use their internal strength to destroy the other person's tendons and veins. The deeper the internal strength, the greater the power. Judging from Wang Xiaoru's expression, she did not use all her strength, but was playing. Wang Xiaoru seemed to like Mu Wushuang's current expression very much, and she raised her head slightly and suddenly said, "Girl, don't do stupid things, it's not good to hurt you."

Seeing Wang Xiaoru facing her back, Li Shuanghua wanted to attack quietly, but after hearing what she said, she could only stop the silver ring that was ready to go. Wang Xiaoru turned her head slightly: "Girl, you can't even touch my old clothes, do you believe it?" Li Shuanghua swallowed her saliva and did not answer her. Mu Wushuang's teeth clattered and stood up to stare at Wang Xiaoru with pain. A hint of surprise appeared on Wang Xiaoru's face, and he immediately looked down at his left hand and said, "Is it really old? Look, "Is it really old?

You have to find more blood circulation to come." Mu Wushuang was angry when she heard this, and instantly felt that her right shoulder was much more relaxed. Seeing that Wang Xiaoru was still looking down at her left hand, Mu Wushuang retreated with her left hand and rushed forward with a quick step. Ju Luojian stabbed straight towards Wang Xiaoru's heart. Wang Xiaoru still didn't raise her head, but just waved her left hand. Mu Wushuang suddenly felt a gust of wind blew and made her face feel a little pain, and Ju Luojian naturally slowed down. When Mu Wushuang came to her senses, Wang Xiaoru disappeared again.

Mu Wushuang hurriedly stopped and glanced around, then looked at Zhang Zhubei and Liu Manmang, and no one could speak. Zhang Zhubei pursed his lips and said, "The hero is not suffering from the loss in front of him, let's run away quickly." "Senior Brother Tonghai, do you think we can escape?" Liu Manmang, who had been silent, asked back, and Zhang Zhubei was also speechless. At this time, a roar came from all directions, accompanied by Wang Xiaoru's hoarse voice: "Call Zhenhai Yulong

Come, I see how much he has grown." Zhang Zhubei hurriedly said, "How did you know that my Senior Brother Zhang is here?" There was a silence around him. Li Shuanghua suddenly felt a hand slowly wrapping around his neck, so scared that he didn't dare to make any moves. Wang Xiaoru's face slowly flashed out from behind Li Shuanghua's head and said, "This radius of ten miles, is there any wind and tear that can be hidden from me? You guys are so bad, so let's ask Zhang Xiuwener to come and play with me."

Liu Manmang heard this and the big sword in his hand was crossed, and the sound of the iron ring hitting was endless. Mu Wushuang also raised the lyrics and looked at Wang Xiaoru. "You..." Zhang Zhubei stomped his feet hatefully and said, "...Are you crazy? You dare to disobey the ghost grandma! Compared to her, that's a difference!" Liu Manmang said expressionlessly: "Senior Brother Zhang went to find someone, and he lost. Xiaohan didn't understand the master's tricks, so he was really unwilling to accept it." Mu Wushuang lowered his waist calmly and pulled out his horse stance, and the tip of the sword was still aiming directly at Wang Xiaoru. Wang Xiaoru slowly

He took his hand off Li Shuanghua's neck, and his feet left the ground and snorted coldly and said, "You two are not qualified yet! Don't wait for the old man to change his mind, then no one of you four can leave!" "At worst, just die, I, Mu Wushuang, will never leave Aunt Hua!" Mu Wushuang shouted immediately, and Zhang Zhubei pressed Mu Wushuang's left arm in a hurry and scolded, "No wonder Senior Brother Qiansheng called you to have a ball! You don't have to hurry to die!" But no matter how hard Zhang Zhubei tried, Mu Wushuang's arm was as unmoved as iron cast.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoru was still standing lazily, Liu Manmang actually slashed at Wang Xiaoru with a big knife. Mu Wushuang's eyes flashed with fierce light, and his arm pushed him to block Zhang Zhubei, and he also stabbed him with a sword. Wang Xiaoru smiled slightly, reached out to Li Shuanghua's left waist, and Li Shuanghua's eyelids drooped and fell into Wang Xiaoru's arms. In an instant, Liu Manmang's blade had already reached Wang Xiaoru, and Wang Xiaoru's sleeves were rolled up, and Liu Manmang's nine-ring knife was like being inserted into the mud, and Wang Xiao

Ru entangled it tightly. Wang Xiaoru hugged Li Shuanghua with her right hand, grabbed Liu Manmang's sword with her left hand, and exerted a little force, Liu Manmang's sword had already escaped. On this side, the Ju Luo sword in Mu Wushuang's hand slashed Wang Xiaoru's face. Wang Xiaoru raised his left hand, and Liu Manmang's sword flew straight towards Ju Luo sword. With a crisp sound, the Nine-ring sword was instantly cut into two pieces by Ju Luo sword, and Mu Wushuang also stagnated. Wang Xiaoru took the opportunity to jump back with Li Shuanghua and landed lightly two feet away.

Seeing this, Liu Manmang stomped the ground with his right foot, and jumped up about a foot. The ape's arm stretched out and grabbed half of the Nine-ring sword, and then fell steadily to the ground. Mu Wushuang missed a single blow, and immediately rushed forward. The sword shook and stabbed Wang Xiaoru's left shoulder. Liu Manmang looked at the half-sword in his hand, and a little angry burst out from his face. This sword had been with him for many years and had killed countless enemies. It had become a part of him. Even if it was broken into two pieces, Liu Manmang was reluctant to throw it away. Liu Manmang saw Wang Xiaoru put Li Shuanghua under a tree, and then his left hand was full of five fingers, as if he wanted to grab Mu Wushuang's wrist. But Mu Wushuang had a high arm length, if

If Wang Xiaoru really did this, Mu Wushuang would definitely pierce her left shoulder first. But Wang Xiaoru, less than a few inches from the tip of the sword, suddenly turned sideways and raised her right leg and kicked Mu Wushuang's lower abdomen. A muffled sound. Mu Wushuang's tall body was kicked about a foot away from the ground by her. Mu Wushuang's lower abdomen was hurting, and Ju Luojian was almost about to take off his hand. But before Mu Wushuang landed, Wang Xiaoru's left arm suddenly grew half a foot longer, grabbed Mu Wushuang's left shoulder, then swung his right leg, and kicked Mu Wushuang's lower abdomen with one leg. Mu Wushuang suddenly flew out. Liu Manmang hurriedly took a step to catch Mu Wushuang, and the two of them took a few steps back before they stopped.
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