Lu Xianping was only concerned about Li Shuanghua, so he could not hear Zhang Xiuwen's advice. Just when he was about to get rid of Zhang Xiuwen, Li Tianmu walked up and said, "Indeed, Junior Brother Feng Jue, don't move rashly..." Before Li Tianmu finished speaking, he heard an old and cold voice coming: "Where is Zhang Xiuwener, Zhenhai Yulong?!" Zhang Xiuwen pulled Lu Xianping behind him, stepped forward and said loudly: "I'm Zhang Xiuwen, who is?" At this time, Mu Wushuang and the other four stopped, and saw a woman who seemed to be under thirty off the ground and moved out lightly and said, "You are Zhang Xiuwener? Very good! You are worthy of being the man you like."

At this time, Zhang Xiuwen had already seen that the person was a woman in blue clothes and extremely skilled martial arts. Although she was a little dissatisfied, she also held back her anger and looked at Wang Xiaoru. Seeing that Wang Xiaoru's feet were off the ground and her hair was scattered, Su Xiaoyu immediately screamed and was scared. Zhang Tingye took the opportunity to stand beside Su Xiaoyu, stretched out his hand to hold her back and said, "Miss Su, don't be afraid, it's okay." Luo Rui glanced at Zhang Tingye and suddenly reached out to put Su Xiaoyu in his arms. Zhang Tingye looked at Luo Rui hatefully. Unexpectedly, Luo Rui didn't look at him directly, but hugged Su Xiaoyu in his arms and said softly: "Su Yatou, it's okay, I'm here." Zhang Tingye hated Luo Rui to the core: he finally found the opportunity to have a kiss with the beauty, but was destroyed by Luo Rui.

Although Zhang Xiuwen had already seen that Wang Xiaoru was not a ghost, but a person with extremely high martial arts skills, his brows frowned even tighter. After Zhang Xiuwen frowned and thought, he looked at the four people behind Wang Xiaoru: Mu Wushuang asked Li Shuanghua to stand on the ground, but only held her left shoulder with his right hand, letting Li Shuanghua lean on his right arm; Zhang Zhubei Liu Manmang stood behind Mu Wushuang, as if he was posing as a sword formation. Zhang Xiuwen took a deep breath and said, "Senior Ghost Grandma fights four, I admire him very much." Yang Tiantai looked at Wang Xiaoru, feeling that the ghost Grandma naturally exuded a thrilling power, and he could only raise the long sword unnaturally.

Wang Xiaoru snorted coldly, waved her hand impatiently and said, "I'm here to have some fun! Zhang Xiuwen, come here quickly and have a few moves with me!" Zhang Xiuwen said silently after hearing this, "Senior looks down on Zhang too much! How dare Zhang fight with him?" "Haha," Wang Xiaoru laughed dryly, and then said coldly: "Zheng Yuanshu is just kid, and his junior disciples are even worse than the other one!" Li Tianmu and others

When people heard this, their faces changed. Zheng Yuanshu was the name of their head. However, Wang Xiaoru actually called Zheng Yuanshu a boy, how could they not make them angry! Zhang Xiuwen's ignorance fire slowly rose, and he just lowered his voice and said, "Hmph, the name of the head of this sect, I hope that seniors will not mess up their identity." Wang Xiaoru sneered and said, "Ghost Mama, I am already nine out of 80 this year, but I call Zheng Yuanshu a boy, is it a loss to him!"

Zhang Xiuwen was shocked when he heard this: "What?! Is it really the ghost grandma Wang Xiaoru? Why is she here?" Seeing Zhang Xiuwen's expression flashing, Wang Xiaoru was waiting impatiently and shouted: "Zhang Xiuwener! If you killed my servant, I will take you alone. Are you dissatisfied?" Although Zhang Xiuwen was confused when he heard this, he slowly clasped his fists and said: "I hope Senior Wang will make it clear!" Wang Xiaoru shouted impatiently: "It's that Xianyun Taoist! Zhang Xiuwener, you have been so arrogant! If you are him, do you know how much trouble you will cause me!"

Zhang Xiuwen felt a chill when he heard this, and hurriedly looked back at Zhang Tingye, and then said hurriedly: "The Taoist Xianyun was killed by Tingye. Is the Ghost Grandma going to leave... take Tingye to be punished? No, no!" Thinking of this, Zhang Xiuwen's face also flashed with a hint of panic, and he could only defend himself in a low voice: "But Ghost Grandma, even if you want to take someone, you have to tell the evidence..." Wang Xiaoru pointed at Li Shuanghua casually and said: "Okay, Zhang Xiuwen'er, I'm not greedy, just this wild girl! I like her, Zhang Xiuwen'er, you can just take her to blame." When Mu Wushuang heard this, he immediately put his left hand on Juluo Sword and looked at Wang Xiaoru coldly.

Zhang Xiuwen was relieved when he heard Wang Xiaoru say this, and slowly clasped his fists and said, "Senior, since you are leaving..." "No!" Lu Xianping roared at the top of his throat. Wang Xiaoru's face changed and he said sternly, "What are you? Dare to contradict me?!" After that, Wang Xiaoru's thumb clasped his right middle finger, and after bounced open, he whistled through the air and roared straight towards Lu Xianping. Lu Xianping saw a white light coming in a vague way. He suddenly felt a severe pain in his lower abdomen, as if he was hit by a hidden weapon. Although Lu Xianping endured the severe pain, he crawled on the ground within a moment. Seeing this, Yang Tiantai hurriedly stepped forward and helped Lu Xianping up. He saw Lu Xianping's face as white as paper, and his temples were irregularly concave. Yang Tiantai knew that Lu Xianping was injured by internal injuries. He hurriedly used his skills to lose to Lu Xianping to heal.

Zhang Xiuwen could only pretend to be calm and said, "Ghost Madam Butterfly Flower Finger, unparalleled in the world! I admire you!" Wang Xiaoru stretched out his right hand, pressed his middle fingers together again, and said coldly: "Ha, do you know the old Butterfly Flower Finger? Don't worry, the next one is the boy behind you." Zhang Xiuwen frowned when he heard this, and naturally what Wang Xiaoru said was Zhang Tingye. Zhang Xiuwen looked at Zhang Tingye in a hurry just now, and Wang Xiaoru immediately realized that this young man was extremely important to Zhang Xiuwen, and most of his son. Now looking at Zhang Xiuwen's expression again, Wang Xiaoru naturally knew that he had guessed almost everything. Zhang Xiuwen bit his lip and said, "Since Senior Wang insisted on giving advice to the younger generation, then the younger generation will no longer refuse. Thank you for the ghost grandma!" After that, Zhang Xiuwen flew to the place two feet in front of Wang Xiaoru.

Wang Xiaoru smiled slightly and said with some disdain: "The Zhenhai Yulong is really a false reputation, but that's it!" A hint of anger flashed across Zhang Xiuwen's face. He didn't say a word and slashed out with a slanted palm. After seeing Zhang Xiuwen taking action, Mu Wushuang couldn't help but exclaim. In fact, Zhang Xiuwen used the Tiangang Hand. Although Yang Tiantai told Mu Wushuang a lot of martial arts sword moves in their Nine Sword Pavilion these days, he didn't mention Tiangang Hand at all. However, this is because Yang Tiantai himself knew a little bit about the superficiality, and it was also a misleading child if he told Mu Wushuang. However, Mu Wushuang was extremely familiar with the Tiangang Hand moves, but he didn't know that the power of the Tiangang Hand activated by Ziqi Xiangyi Gong was beyond his imagination.

When Zhang Xiuwen took action, he seemed extremely strong and fierce, but he was like a dragonfly squinted the water without causing any sound. Li Tianmu, Lu Xianping and others were amazed: "The strongest one is soft, and the power is extremely strong will be endless! What a good Zhang Xiuwen, the sea-keeping jade dragon!" Wang Xiaoru saw Zhang Xiuwen using the trick of the Nine Sword Pavilion, and his eyes were a little more energetic. Wang Xiaoru's five fingers bent slightly and he also slapped out with a palm. The two palms intersected with a muffled sound, and Zhang Xiuwen and Wang Xiaoru's clothes were shaking by the wind. Zhang Xiuwen's face was solemn, and his cheeks were bulging, which was obviously using all his strength. Wang Xiaoru had a relaxed face and looked a little bored.

Now the two of them are competing for internal strength. Zhang Xiuwen only felt that his internal strength was transmitted to Wang Xiaoru's hand, like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace, and Wang Xiaoru's internal strength was always accumulated but not released, and it was like Mount Tai between the palms. Zhang Xiuwen naturally knew that once Wang Xiaoru activated his internal strength, it would definitely be a killing move for the collapse of the mountain. Even if Zhang Xiuwen secretly called it wrong, he would not dare to retract his palm power, and could only consume his internal strength in vain. Seeing that his right hand could not be withdrawn, Zhang Xiuwen lifted his left hand and stretched out his fingers to poke the big acupoint on Wang Xiaoru's shoulder.
Chapter completed!