"Ah, it turns out that your IQ is only three years old, it really didn't make me think about it, and it's a pity." Hearing the other party's words, the corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth raised slightly, and he let out a burst of laughter like silver bells, and his eyes were full of teasing looks.

"You're looking for death." Hearing the teasing in Ye Wushuang's words, the black short man's eyes were full of anger, and the green tendons on his hands and arms were very obvious, and he was on the verge of going berserk at any time.

"Why, if you don't have enough IQ, you want to do it. Okay, come on, let's try it, I haven't felt comfortable in a long time. A hint of a playful sneer flashed in Ye Wushuang's eyes, his right hand was lightly pressed on his left hand, making a gentle finger movement, and then he stretched out his right index finger and made a finger hooking motion.

"Look for death." Seeing that Ye Wushuang's eyes and posture were defiant, the man with a short black hand completely broke out, waving the short thorn of his palm, and stabbed Ye Wushuang's hands fiercely.

Seeing the other party's short thorns, Ye Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, under normal circumstances, people who use this special weapon are relatively biased in martial arts, and their attack moves are also more tricky. However, all of this is not a problem for Ye Wushuang, as soon as Ye Wushuang came in, he found that the strength of the five black-handed short-handed men in front of him was between first-class and second-rate, and he could crush these people in front of him with just one finger.

Although Ye Wushuang's strength crushed the black hand short beat the man in front of him, in addition to showing enough contempt in his expression, Ye Wushuang did not have any contempt in his attitude, just as Shen Yan said, no matter what kind of opponent he faced, he must have a correct attitude.

Ye Wushuang's mind thought indifferently, but the kung fu on his hands and feet did not delay at all, seeing the other party's short thorns stabbing at his hands, Ye Wushuang's hands shook slightly, as if two spiritual snakes slashed the wrist of the black hand short hit the man, Ye Wushuang's internal strength burst out, and the short stab of the black hand short hit the man suddenly couldn't stand the force and fell, making two crisp sounds.

After Ye Wushuang successfully broke the opponent's short thorn, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were brought together, like a sword, and he slashed into the middle point of the opponent's chest. A touch of surprise and enlightenment suddenly appeared in the other party's eyes, and the surprise was that the other party's loss was so high, completely killing himself in seconds, and Mingwu finally understood why the strong man guarding the door did not make a fighting sound, because when he encountered such a master, there was no reaction at all.

After Ye Wushuang eliminated this person, he didn't stop at all, and went straight to the body of another black short-hit man, and used the same body technique and strength to kill the other party again.

"Master." The remaining three men saw Ye Wushuang's fast ghostly body and sharp moves, and a touch of surprise suddenly flashed in their eyes, but they didn't expect that the woman in front of them who was so beautiful that it made people come out of countless reveries turned out to be a very powerful master.

"Bang." Ling Qiuniang took advantage of the opponent's distraction, and the soft sword suddenly hit the opponent's wrist, and the single knife in the opponent's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Although the remaining two black short-fighting men had an absolute advantage, but seeing Ye Wushuang's courage and the companions who were injured by Ling Qiuniang, a trace of fear appeared in their eyes, today it was as if they had provoked a plague god who should not be provoked, and several of them were overwhelmed by the other party, or overwhelmed in momentum.

The eyes of the two made a brief exchange in the air, and their bodies kept moving closer to the middle.

The thoughts of the two of them are very clear, stay here and continue to fight with Ye Wushuang and others, there is only one result, that is, they are knocked down by the other party, since this is the result, it is better to try if they can escape, anyway, they and the others are also desperate to take refuge in the Lu Mansion, originally thinking that they can be comfortable for a while, since there is no way to live in peace here, it is better to escape.

Therefore, when the two took advantage of each other's inattention, they successively performed light skills and ran quickly outside the door.

"I want to run." Ye Wushuang saw the movements of the two, was stunned for a moment, and then kicked a sword on the ground, and flew towards the back of one of them, and was about to perform light skills, and when he chased after the other person, he suddenly saw an arrow quickly shooting at the back of the other person.

It turned out that Fang Butong was really stunned when he saw that the last two black-handed short beating men were actually thinking of escaping, but after seeing Ye Wushuang's reaction, he took off the short crossbow pinned to his waist casually, and shot at the back of the other person without thinking.

With two bangs, the bodies of the two fell to the ground one after another, and their bodies crawled on the ground in a dog-gnawing mud posture, their eyes full of unwillingness.

"Who are you, you dare to trespass on people's houses without permission, aren't you afraid of the king's law?" The sound of the fight outside may have already warned the people inside, or they may have just received a warning, the fight here has just ended, and the first man in his early fifties, with a rich face, with a look of anger on his face, walked over slowly, his eyes were full of coldness.

The rich man was followed by two men in their early forties, exuding an inexplicable majesty and a cold murderous aura, standing expressionlessly, as if they were two statues.

"Master Lu, it's really not easy to see you." Seeing that the main owner, Lu Yifei, finally walked out, a faint smile appeared in Fang Mengxue's eyes.

"Jinyi School?" The rich man Louis Fei glanced at Fang Mengxue, a hint of suspicion appeared in his eyes, and he said coldly.

"Although I have little contact with Guo Bianxuan, as long as I open my mouth, Guo Bianxuan still gives me a little thin noodles, and if you humiliate me like this today, I will definitely find Guo Bianxuan to complain."

"It seems that Master Lu hasn't left the Lu Mansion for a while, but with Master Lu's identity, even if he doesn't leave, he should be a well-informed person, what? There has been such a big change in the top management of my Jinyi School, and Master Lu didn't know it. Hearing Lu Yifei mention Guo Bianxuan, a contemptuous smile appeared in Fang Mengxue's eyes.

"Does this mean that Master Lu is in the current state?"

"What?" Hearing Fang Mengxue's words, a look of anger flashed in Lu Yifei's eyes, he didn't even know about the changes in the top management of the Jinyi School, and the people below didn't tell him, this ,...... Many doubts suddenly appeared in Louis Fei's mind.

"However, Master Lu doesn't know about this situation, it's normal to think about it, who let Master Lu have been busy with a big thing for a while, it's a pity, Master Lu has contacted so many masters, and none of them have succeeded, I don't know what kind of expression Master Lu will have when he knows this result."