After Yang Jian walked away, the guard tower held his fists and saluted, narrowed his eyes and said to Mu Wushuang: "Mr. Mu, is Your Highness Luo Binghou okay? The guard tower is here to ask for advice again." Although Mu Wushuang had known that the martial arts of the guard tower were comparable to his, when he saw the guard tower locking the knife just now, he realized that the guard tower was similar to the masters in the world, and he had been honing his martial arts, which was much more powerful than those gods who could only rely on their power to fight.

Mu Wushuang himself was not sure of winning him firmly, so he could only take two steps back and recite silently: "If you have a spear, I will definitely not be the opponent of this guy who is guarding the building... I can only use a sword." Thinking of this, Mu Wushuang threw the leopard tail aside and then switched the Ju Luojian to the left hand that he was good at. The building guard also slowly took two steps back and opened a distance with Mu Wushuang.

Both of them knew it well: the further the distance, the more the Wutian Mo Ji in the building guarding will have the advantage, and on the contrary, Ju Luo Jian has the upper hand. In order to compete for a favorable position, Mu Wushuang and the building guard tried to stop the time of the two incense sticks. No one dared to rush to snatch the move, for fear of leaving a flaw for each other. Lei Lingxiao, Liu Sanmiao, Bao Sheng, Mao Tongfeng, and Guo Feng came to the city wall and saw Mu Wushuang and the building guarding like children playing house, chasing me and hiding around.

Lei Lingxiao chuckled and shook his head: "Well, even if they fight until dawn, they will still be like this. No one dares to take the risk of attacking." Bai Chengzhan looked at Bao Sheng and said, "Little Leopard, you have good martial arts skills. Can you help Luo Binghou?" Guo Feng immediately glared at Bai Chengzhan and snorted slowly: "Even if Lao Bao rushed forward, he would only compete with Yang Jian for martial arts - Erlang Zhenjun was defeated by Luo Binghou because he underestimated the enemy. Does General Bai really think his martial arts are not good?"

When Bai Chengzhan heard Guo Feng say this, he immediately narrowed his eyes and held the long sword in his hand: "Since the masters don't want to go, then Bai is here! Anyway, His Majesty the Demon King is here, so you can just sway the flag to cheer for Binghou and Jae." Bai Chengzhan was about to rush forward, but Liu Sanmiao grabbed him and said, "General Bai, don't be irritated. Lord Guo said it well, and that Yang Jian is here, so let me do it this time."

When Lei Lingxiao heard this, he looked at Liu Sanmiao in surprise and shook his head: "Ha? What are you saying? Are you going to take action? Tsk tsk, it's really rare..." Liu Sanmiao smiled helplessly and explained: "I used to be the master to suppress me, so I won't let me take action! It just so happens that he is not here now. I have been idle for so long, so it's time to exercise my muscles and bones!"

After saying that, Liu Sanmiao pulled out the male and female swords on his waist, threw the sword in his right hand directly under the city wall and poked it into the ground, then tapped the ground with his right foot, and raised the sword with his left hand to fly lightly towards Mu Wushuang and the guard building. Bai Chengzhan immediately raised his spear and said, "Master Liu San is so messy! His weapons are at a disadvantage, so I'll get on..." Mao Tongfeng snorted and interrupted Bai Chengzhan: "You molting little boy, just stay there! Stop, when your Master Liu San fights fiercely with the immortal, you are afraid that your great-grandma is both two snake eggs! You, just look at Master Liu San's methods honestly."

Lei Lingxiao also raised his hands and smiled: "After all, after so many years, I don't know if Ah San is abandoned... Haha, let's take a look today." When Liu Sanmiao flew twenty feet behind Mu Wushuang, Yang Jian, who had recovered his strength, had already raised his three sharp swords and shouted loudly: "Ha! The bold flower demon! How dare you attack me! Take my life!" As he said that, Yang Jian sacrificed Fei Ling and rushed towards Liu Sanmiao with the power of Fei Ling.

Liu Sanmiao smiled secretly, raised his right hand to the sky, and the petals all over the sky fell to the ground like snow. Yang Jian snorted and suddenly opened the sky's eyes on his forehead. Yang Jian thought he could break Liu Sanmiao's slut, but he never thought that the rain of flowers all over the sky was still falling, and the boundless sea of ​​flowers that were fragrant and dark. Lei Lingxiao caught a few petals and squeezed them in his hand, then put them under his nose and smelled them, and then said lightly: "They are all real petals! Erlang Shen, you underestimate A San too much!"

Yang Jian was soon surrounded by falling petals, surrounded by refreshing fragrance of flowers. Yang Jian pinched his nose and shouted loudly, danced a three-pointed two-edged sword and suddenly released powerful divine power, instantly shaking all the petals around him. Yang Jian looked at the petals about a stairs outside, which looked like snowflakes falling to the ground, and snorted coldly and said, "This is the grass feathered Spirit Saint's shallow flower eye formation? But Er! Xiaotian Dog! Xiaotian Dog!!"

Yang Jian called out three times, but he didn't see the thundering dog coming to his side. Yang Jian thought about it and said silently, "Yes, the thundering dog was injured by Luo Binghou, so it's better to have a rest." Thinking of this, Yang Jian used his three sharp swords and used his airtight martial arts to smash the petals within nine feet of his body. Yang Jian didn't know how far he walked, but suddenly heard a woman say lightly: "Huh? Erlang?"

Yang Jian immediately stopped and raised his sword and shouted, "Monster! Don't want to confuse me! Bang!" Yang Jian pointed his sword and a strong wind instantly rolled all the petals into the sky, and then slowly fell down again. The woman at the other end of the petals sighed and said slowly, "It's you... Erlang, come and sit." Yang Jian then found that there was a huge peach tree ten feet away from him. Under the peach tree was a woman in yellow and a desk, and there was a fine wine and jade cup on the desk.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman, laughed and said proudly: "You dare to use illusions to trick me?! Hua Yao, you really found the wrong person! Look at my Tianmu..." "Yang Erlang! You are so brave! Look carefully at who I am?!" The woman suddenly looked up and shouted. Yang Jian looked at the woman's appearance with the Tianmu, and immediately looked pale and took two steps back.

After a while, Yang Jian hurriedly threw away his weapons, knelt down in a panic and kowtowed, saying, "Yang Erlang meets his mother...Master..." Yang's mother gently pressed her right hand on the table, slanted Yang Jian and scolded in a low voice: "You are so arrogant, you actually treat your mother as a monster?" Although Yang Jian knew that this was Liu Sanmiao's magic, he still knelt down and kowtowed and apologized, saying, "Erlang doesn't dare! Yang Erlang asks his mother to forgive him!"

Yang's mother sighed and waved her hand: "Okay Erlang, you and I will meet here. Although it is a mirror, water and moon, it is better than a mountain and sea." Yang Jian was stunned at the thick petals under the three-pointed two-edged knife, then looked up at his mother and took a deep breath: "Although you know you... are fake, since you have the appearance of my mother, Yang Jian dare not act rashly - Flower Demon, no, Grass Feather Spirit Saint, you really have it!"

Yang's mother covered her face and drank a glass of wine alone, put down the wine glass and looked at Yang Jian who was dissatisfied, pursed her lips and shook her head and said, "Is it true or not, let me put it aside - just Erlang, you haven't seen the girl next to you, who has been singing and dancing for a long time, don't you want to know who she is?"...
Chapter completed!