In the courtyard of the Wu family, Wu Se and Wu Zixuan had already brought Lin Mo back to the house, leaving only the ethereal Four Saints of the White Tiger and Xuanwu to confront Kaiyang and Yuheng, the seven sons of the stars...

"Come on, save some time, and I'll have a few drinks with my good son-in-law. White Tiger Tu Zhiwei turned the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and he couldn't see his expression at the moment with a mask, but the corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly raised, looking unusually relaxed.

"I have heard that the cultivation of the four saints is exquisite, and I will come to understand it today!"

With that, Yu Heng jumped backwards with a bow and crossbow in hand, and poisoned arrows quenched with poison shot towards Tu Zhiwei.

Tu Zhiwei was not in a hurry, his feet spun and danced, as soft as a woman, a powerful true qi attached to the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and then blocked the oil-paper umbrella in front of him, rotating the oil-paper umbrella at high speed, and easily blocked the poisonous arrows.

Seeing that the poisoned arrows shot were easily blocked, Yu Heng held a giant crossbow and shot angrily into the sky, and in an instant, countless poisonous arrows sprayed down like raindrops. Tu Zhiwei was not in a hurry, and raised the oil-paper umbrella with true qi in his hand above his head to cover his body; countless poisonous arrows could only be scattered around Tu Zhiwei, but they could not hurt him in the slightest.

Seeing that Yu Heng and Tu Zhiwei were fighting hotly, Xuanwu easily raised the giant sword on the ground with his left hand and smashed it downward, instantly forming a huge ravine on the ground.

"Down there is the Xuanwu of the Ethereal Four Saints, Zhu Ziwu! I have no other hobbies, I just like to compete with the powerhouses of the Six Realms. Zhu Ziwu looked excited, carefully looked at Kaiyang in front of him and continued: "Interesting, interesting." You're a good match for me, bigger than me, and you don't look like a human and more like a beast!"

Zhu Ziwu made an understatement of jokes, but he never thought about it, but it completely angered Kaiyang on the other side, but Kaiyang suddenly rushed straight towards Zhu Ziwu like a crazy mad cow.

Kaiyang was full of powerful soul power, coupled with his original solid body, like a boulder crushing, and his mouth cursed and roared: "I am not a beast! I am not a beast!"

"Hand-to-hand combat, isn't it!?interesting, come on, my arm strength is not vegetarian!"

Zhu Ziwu was not afraid of the surging Kaiyang, and even a little more excited.

The four ethereal saints each have different hobbies, which are divided into wine, sex, wealth, and qi.

Just like Han Haotian likes wine and loves money, and this Zhu Ziwu enjoys the pleasure of defeating his opponent the most. In his heart, every time he can defeat someone stronger than himself, it is a joy. And Zhu Ziwu is a person who disdains to use despicable means, what he pursues is always a fair contest, a collision of strengths, and only an equal and true victory can make him feel pleasure.

Now this blooming yang is as tall and burly as a bull, like a towering mountain peak blocking in front of him, for Zhu Ziwu, defeating this big man is to reap more joy for himself.

"Come on, Kaiyang, since you are bare-handed, I will also throw away my weapon!"

With that, Zhu Ziwu casually plunged the giant sword into the ground, only leaking less than half of the sword body, and then Zhu Ziwu was wrapped in true qi, like a fierce tiger wrapped in fire, and his fierce fists slammed into Kaiyang, which was crushing.

For a while, the four fists collided violently together, and the soul power and true qi of both sides were intertwined and collided, like two huge rocks constantly colliding. The heavy fists of both sides smashed into each other's bodies rapidly, but Zhu Ziwu and Kaiyang did not show weakness;

"Come on, come on, hahaha. Zhu Ziwu did not flinch in the face of the heavy punch of the rainstorm, but laughed with a presumptuous smile of enjoyment.

At this moment, Kaiyang seemed to be a little crazy, and Zhu Ziwu was a little angry, gritting his teeth and roaring: "It seems that your kid really doesn't shed tears when he doesn't see the coffin!"

After that, Kaiyang's whole body was wrapped in gold in an instant, and in the next second, Zhu Ziwu's heavy punch just hit the golden body, and in an instant, the golden body formed a powerful impact, bounced Zhu Ziwu away in an instant.

Zhu Ziwu, who was already strong, flew to the ground like a cannonball, and slammed into the wall behind him. If it weren't for the falling and sliding, Zhu Ziwu grabbed the giant sword inserted into the ground in time to add some resistance, presumably the Wu family courtyard at this time would have turned into a ruin.

"How's that!?, know my strength!" Kaiyang looked at Zhu Ziwu who was slumped to the ground.

"Hahaha. Unexpectedly, Zhu Ziwu seemed to be unscathed, he used the giant sword in his hand to support him and slowly got up, looked at Kaiyang on the opposite side and laughed presumptuously and continued: "It seems that the warm-up is over, and then it's time to move seriously!"

With that, Zhu Ziwu hurriedly ran towards Kaiyang with the giant sword in hand, and the giant sword dragged on the ground behind Zhu Ziwu.

Zhu Ziwu's speed was extremely fast, and coupled with the weight of the giant sword itself, bursts of dazzling sparks were rubbed during the gliding, and at the same time, extremely deep grooves were formed on the ground.

"Come on!"

Kaiyang was not afraid of the oncoming Zhu Ziwu, his feet stepped heavily into the ground and stood still, his fists were placed in front of him with a powerful soul power, and he was waiting for Zhu Ziwu's strong attack...

At the same time, Tu Zhiwei above the eaves and Yuheng are also inseparable. Yuheng's dense poisonous arrows continued to attack Tu Zhiwei, and Tu Zhiwei attached his true qi to the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and used the oil-paper umbrella to easily resist the rushing arrow rain. After several attacks and defenses, Yuheng did not take advantage of the slightest...

"Shoot, it's not fun to always defend. Yu Heng looked at Tu Zhiwei and continued with a mocking expression: "Could it be that the White Tiger of the Four Saints is ethereal, only this little bit of strength?!"

"You don't have to provoke me, I'm not like that guy down there, I like to fight so much. Tu Zhiwei looked under the roof and sighed helplessly.

At this time, Kaiyang and Zhu Ziwu were already fighting together without scruples, and for a while, there was a roar in the courtyard of the Wu family, which was the result of the brute force collision between Kaiyang and Zhu Ziwu.

"Oh?!Then you're going to surrender?!" Yu Heng followed Tu Zhiwei's gaze and looked at the fierce battle below and sneered.

"Not really. Tu Zhiwei turned the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and continued: "Although I don't like fighting, I'm not afraid of anyone, but everything depends on my mood." ”

"Mood?!I didn't expect that the ethereal white tiger of the Four Saints would twist like a woman, it was really disgusting. Yu Heng stared at Tu Zhiwei in front of him with disdain.

"Say whatever you want, but now that my mood has adjusted, let's die!"

After that, Tu Zhiwei rose into the air, raised the oil-paper umbrella in his left hand and glided straight towards Yuheng.