Seeing Ye Wushuang's offensive, the sturdy man showed a touch of contempt in his eyes, and his right hand turned into a fist, ready to grab Ye Wushuang's wrist, and then pour internal strength into it to completely destroy the other party.

However, when his hand had not yet touched Ye Wushuanghao's wrist, he suddenly felt a burst of internal strength coming from Ye Wushuanghao's wrist, and immediately understood that the skill of this stunning woman in front of him was not inferior to his own at all, and even higher than himself.

At this moment, a touch of solemnity finally appeared in the eyes of the strong man, and he finally understood that he was underestimating the other party. But think about it, knowing that she has first-class strength, this woman still dares to play against herself in such a high-profile manner, the other party's strength is either higher than herself, at least equal to herself, or she is an idiot, obviously, this woman is not an idiot at all, so only she despises the other party too much.

The strong man realized the seriousness of the situation at this time, but unfortunately, it was too late, when Ye Wushuang's jade palm was less than two inches away from the strong man's hand, the internal strength that could not be triggered suddenly exploded, just like a jar that was suffocated for a stomach, and suddenly released the qi inside through certain means, it is conceivable how strong such an explosive force is.

As soon as the strong man realized that Ye Wushuang was a master who was not inferior to himself, the internal strength on the palms of Ye Wushuang's hands exploded, and the internal strength violently shook the strong man's grasp, and the internal strength rushed directly to the front chest of the strong man, and suddenly made a crisp sound, and at least four bones were broken in the front chest of the strong man, and one of the bones happened to be inserted into his heart.

Ye Wushuang saw that his palm was effective, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he looked at the stunned Jinyi School beside him, motioned to the Jinyi School to look at this sturdy man, and then walked towards the gate of the Lu Mansion with light steps.

It's too strong. Ye Wushuang's impression of killing this sturdy man in one palm was too deep, looking at the back of Ye Wushuang quietly leaving, the two brocade proofreads left behind glanced at each other, and they both saw great surprise in each other's eyes.

I have always heard that Ye Zuoling is a master, but I have never seen Ye Wushuang do it, so many people in the Jinyi School think that no matter how strong Ye Wushuang is, he will not be much higher than Fang Mengxue and others, however, the two Jinyi schools left behind saw Ye Wushuang's skills, in addition to the strong shock, they were more worshipful.

Ye Wushuang's strength is indeed much higher than that of a strong man, but if the strong man is full of attention to Ye Wushuang from the beginning, and does not despise it at all and takes out the most peak strength, although the strong man is not yet Ye Wushuang's opponent, it is almost impossible for Ye Wushuang to kill the strong man in one palm.

However, the Jinyi School that stayed behind didn't know the mystery of this, only knew that Ye Wushuang's strength was too strong.

"Wow, it's really lively."

Ye Wushuang didn't know how much shock his palm had left in the brocade school he left behind, after walking into the road mansion with light steps, as soon as he entered the gate, he saw five men in black shorts blocking the way of Fang Butong and the others, one of them fought with Ling Qiuniang, and the other four fought with Fang Butong and the people led by Fang Mengxue.

Except for Ling Qiuniang, who has not yet shown defeat, whether it is Fang Butong's special operations team or Fang Mengxue's Jinyi School, the two groups of four teams have been beaten by black short men and have no power to fight back.

Of course, the master who fell into the army formation only had the share of death, however, Fang Butong did not have many people at the moment, only a dozen or so people, even if he had a strong and effective offensive weapon such as a short crossbow in his hand, the short crossbow could not play any role at all when fighting face-to-face, so Fang Butong and the others could only use other weapons to fight with the black short man in the road house.

And Fang Mengxue only brought a dozen people, whether their strength or team combat ability, compared with Fang Butong's special operations team, it was not at the same level at all, so when Ye Wushuang walked in, many Jinyi schools were already wearing colors.

Therefore, when Ye Wushuang walked in and saw this scene, Ye Wushuang gently clapped his palms, and the corners of his mouth let out a pleasant laugh.

"Please continue, I was just passing by, and when I saw such a wonderful fight between you, I was curious for a moment and walked in." Seeing that someone was looking at him with eyes full of vigilance and doubt, the corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a bright smile.

"This peerless sister is really speechless." While Ling Qiuniang was fighting with the opponent in front of her, she couldn't help but show a helpless smile on the corner of her mouth when she heard Ye Wushuang's seemingly casual words.

Who is Ye Wushuang, she is the little junior sister of the Holy Mother of the White Lotus Sect, not to mention her skills, she is more casual on weekdays, and sometimes she likes to show the mentality of her little daughter, but many times, she will show a demeanor that likes to play tricks on people, Ling Qiuniang knows that since Ye Wushuang went to Lingnan, she has rarely seen Ye Wushuang like this, but she didn't expect Ye Wushuang to finally find this temperament of her own.

Ye Wushuang had borne too much pressure and responsibility before, so he had no choice but to pack up his temperament and disguise himself as a many, amorous and ruthless, however, after having a relationship with Shen Yan, Ye Wushuang gradually adjusted his mentality and understood the direction of his future, it can be said that Ye Wushuang's heart has let go of the responsibility and pressure he has been carrying, and he has been himself.

"You're a three-year-old, and you're still passing by?" Hearing Ye Wushuang's teasing words, the face of the black short-hit man who fiercely suppressed Fang Mengxue showed a solemnity, and he looked at Ye Wushuang coldly.

What kind of strength does the sturdy man who guards the door have, the people in the Lu Mansion are very clear, originally after Fang Butong and the others came in, the five people in the house were surprised, after all, they didn't hear the fierce fighting outside the gate, so these people felt that it must be Fang Butong and the others' accomplices who entangled the strong man, as long as the strong man was given some time, he would definitely be able to clean up these unknown people.

However, as Ye Wushuang walked in with a bright smile on his face, the hearts of the five black-handed men in front of him were full of doubts, how many people came outside the door, entangled the strong man, and there was no violent fighting sound.

In addition to this doubt, there is more uneasiness, maybe the beautiful woman in front of her is a master, and she easily overturned the strong man, so there is no sound of fighting, so the other party's face will be full of ease, and tease herself and others.