The mule was so anxious that he couldn't close his eyes all night.

The eldest brother insisted on going out of the mountain to kill Wen Wanji, but he couldn't stop it, couldn't help, and didn't dare to speak out!

He thought about it and found that there was only one person in Taiping Pass who could help the eldest brother.

Although the eldest brother had told him that everything about the Wusheng Palace should not be used to annoy that person.

But now, the mules can't take care of that much!

After the eldest brother came back, he confessed to being beaten or punished.

"Hall Master Luo. ”

The two armor soldiers guarding the door greeted the mule with a smile when they saw it.

The mule waved his hand and asked, "Well, is the uncle in the mansion?"

A soldier replied, "You are instructing you to practice hammering, do you want to see the uncle?"

The mule nodded: "Pass it on for me!"

"Then you later. ”

A soldier bowed again, turned and walked briskly into the courtyard.

This mansion is located next door to Zhang's Mansion, and the servants in the mansion and the guards guarding the door are all sent from Zhang's mansion.

The mule waited quietly outside the door, and after a while, the soldier who went in to report came back quickly, and made a "please" gesture to the mule: "Master Luo, uncle, please come in." ”

The mule stepped over the threshold, patted the shoulder of the armorer who had informed him, and stepped inside.

As soon as he stepped through the front door and turned the shadow wall, the mule saw Stone standing in the courtyard, dressed in a kung fu practice, wielding his pair of drums and urns and golden hammers, and the sound of "whining" was as terrifying as the low whistling of wild beasts.

Liang Yuanchang, who was dressed in black, sat outside the main hall, with a cup of tea, a plate of snacks, and a plate of dried fruits in his hand, so comfortable.

With just one glance, the mule recognized that the snacks were the work of the second lady.

Because his family has it too.

Every two or three days, the second lady would send some to his mother.

When the stone saw the mule, he couldn't help but accept the hammer and greeted happily: "Uncle Mule!"

The mule made a face: "How many times have I told you, call Uncle Luo, don't bring 'Zi'!"

The stone grinned with a neat white tooth and smiled innocently.

A dried fruit smashed accurately on the top of the stone's head.

"Who told you to stop!"

Liang Yuanchang scolded unhappily.

"Oh. ”

The stone scratched the top of his head, lifted the two sledgehammers and began to dance again.

The mule walked quickly in front of Liang Yuanchang, waved his hand and said, "Luo Dashan to meet the uncle." ”

Liang Yuanchang spewed out an "um" sound from his nasal cavity, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

He didn't like the mule.

Because he can smell his own kind in a mule.

The mule didn't have anything close to him, took a deep breath, and said concisely: "Uncle, my family Master Chu went out of the customs yesterday and killed the 'Liancheng Old Man' Wen Wanji. ”

When Liang Yuanchang heard this, he instantly frowned.

"Nonsense!"

He muttered for a moment before saying.

The mule remained respectful and silent.

After a long while, Liang Yuan Changcai said again: "Don't worry, that old ghost is going in the trend of 'water impermanence', and he is being restrained by the trend of your family's Chu Ye's 'landslide and water decision', if it is at its peak, it may be able to suppress your family Chu Ye with the realm, now...... Even if your Chu Ye is defeated, it will not be difficult to save his life!"

He had already stood at the peak of the four grades, even if Zhang Chu had never told him what kind of potential he was cultivating, he could also see a general idea.

When the mule heard this, his heart was a little calm, and the sentence "Can the uncle go out to help" lingering in his throat was also swallowed back by him.

Based on the relationship between this master and his own Chu master, his words are still extremely credible.

......

"Bang, bang, bang"

Zhang Chu took seven steps backwards in a row, each step was a violent explosion, and after seven steps, he opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of blood, finally pouring out all the dark energy that Wen Wanji had punched into his body.

He reached out and took out a medicine bottle in his arms, jumped the cork with his thumb, poured the Refining Ten Perfection Great Tonic Pill into his mouth one by one, and said with a strange smile while chewing: "Old immortal, your hands are quite black!"

Wen Wanji, who was standing two feet away in front of him, was also extremely uncomfortable.

He trembled all over, trembling as if he had Parkinson's, his face was blue and purple for a while, and the corners of his mouth were already overflowing with traces of blood, and the blood gushing into his mouth was swallowed back by him hard!

"Little ghost, you're not bad either!"

He reached out and wiped the blood from his beard, and replied with a sinister look in his eyes.

He and Zhang Chu have fought for more than ten moves, and he has always had the upper hand to suppress Zhang Chu.

But Zhang Chu slapped him three times, and he was as fierce as a child.

And he only took one kick from Zhang Chu, and his body showed some signs of being unable to parry.

Time is the biggest enemy of a warrior!

"Then go on!"

Zhang Chu smiled and nodded.

As the words fell, he swung his knife again.

Break the wind and slash it!

A golden sword qi that was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch traces with the naked eye slashed towards Wen Wanji like lightning.

Wen Wanji greeted him with a palm, and in an instant, a huge black palm print rose to the sky.

"Bang. ”

The blackened palm print shattered the golden sword qi, crossed an arc in the air, and fell towards Zhang Chu.

Lethe Palm!

Zhang Chu bowed, slammed on the ground under his feet, and his body jumped to the left, and at the same time slashed at the falling black palm print.

"Boom. ”

The blackened palm print rubbed Zhang Chu's body and fell to the ground, and the majestic palm power instantly made a huge handprint on the ground, and the residual strength exploded, setting off high waves in the backwater.

Zhang Chu swung the Purple Dragon Knife and shattered the remaining strength, the person was still in the air, and a stream of true qi erupted from his feet, pushing his body to pounce on Wen Wanji.

"The ...... of the Mountain"

He shouted angrily, and the rolling true qi gathered on the purple dragon knife, the golden light was dazzling, and the sword qi was hidden but not revealed.

Seeing the situation, Wen Wanji rotated his palms in front of his chest, and a large cloud of river water was captured in the air, condensing between his palms.

"Slash!"

In the roar, Zhang Chu carried a top-down momentum and slashed at Wen Wanji with a knife.

The moment the purple dragon knife fell, the golden light was magnificent, and the sword qi skyrocketed, like a thick laser bombarding down, and the momentum was as majestic as the mountains overturned.

This move is the fifth move of the Heavenly Sword Gate's peerless "Zhu Xian One Knife Chop", which requires the body of the five products to practice, but Zhang Chu's knife path cultivation has been directly chasing ten thousand masters, and his own realm is only a line away from the five products.

"Water dragon roar!"

Wen Wanji also roared angrily, his palms burst out, and the river water in his palms turned into a vivid black dragon, winding towards the golden sword qi that fell from the sky.

Martial arts cultivation to their realm, a knife out, can cross the ten zhang river, one palm, can cover twenty zhang mountain pass, such as the idle body light skills, is unable to avoid the opponent's attack, with their own true qi to resist the opponent's strength, but also a way to die.

The only way to force the opponent's attack is to make the wisest and safest choice.

Of course, the gap is too large, whether it is to fight or escape, it is a dead end.

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