After Yang Tiantai's qi and blood smoothed down a little, he found that the Xianyun Dao people actually began to pinch their fingers and chant incantations, and couldn't help but shout: "You are too blind to no one!" After saying that, Yang Tiantai's long sword shook and stabbed directly into the chest of the Xianyun Dao people. Xianyun Daoren's face turned blue, he opened his eyes suddenly, his throat made a strange gurgling sound, and then his right hand grabbed Yang Tiantai's sword body with great agility. No matter how hard Yang Tiantai exerts his strength, the long sword can no longer stab forward. The Immortal Cloud Dao man grinned and let out a strange laugh, and his originally elegant face became distorted.

Mu Wushuang saw that Yang Tiantai's face was flushed, and he slowly raised the ghost head knife in his hand, ready to break the siege at any time. Yang Tiantai saw the appearance of the Xianyun Dao people, and knew that he had just used the Demon Melting Technique to forcibly seize the demon power of the Demon Pill for his own use, and he couldn't help but secretly say that it was not good: after melting the demon, the strength, speed, and physical strength of the person will be greatly improved, but it will also damage his internal organs. The Xianyun Daoist slowly twisted his right hand, and Yang Tiantai's long sword also bent over, and after a while, it was twisted into a twist, and it had become scrap metal. Yang Tiantai threw away his long sword, picked up the Purple Elephant Divine Skill, and slashed at the left neck of the Xianyun Daoist with one palm. The palms and flesh intersected, and Yang Tiantai felt like hitting a stone, but the head of the Xianyun Dao person only tilted to the right.

Yang Tiantai felt a hot sharp pain in his right hand, and hurriedly flew up and kicked the chest of the Immortal Cloud Dao man, and retreated to a place six steps away with his strength. The Xianyun Dao people also slowly straightened up, still holding Yang Tiantai's long sword in their right hand, but not a drop of blood flowed out between their fingers. Although Yang Tiantai's sword is not a peerless weapon that sells gold and jade, it is also made of stainless steel and is extremely sharp. Yang Tiantai knew in his heart that now the people of Xianyun Dao could be said to be real steel and iron bones. Yang Tiantai took a deep breath and thought to himself: "What should I do? With my fleshy palms alone, I can't help this monster...... Why don't you let Wushuang take the sentence sword against him?"

Seeing that Yang Tiantai was distracted, the people of Xianyun Dao rushed towards Yang Tiantai with a strange scream like a cloud of white mist, and their fingers like iron hooks rushed straight to Yang Tiantai's front door. Yang Tiantai hurriedly turned around and dodged his claws, and a large piece of his robe was torn apart in an instant. At this time, the onlookers also stood twenty steps away, although no one applauded, but the whispering was much louder, and the disdain for Yang Tiantai and Mu Wushuang was even more obvious. Mu Wushuang grabbed the Ghost Head Knife with his backhand, slowly glanced at the surrounding bandits, and his humming voice came to an abrupt end.

Here, Yang Tiantai could only use his arm to catch the killing moves of the Xianyun Dao people, and he had to beware of being scratched by him with his claws, and he was suddenly in danger, and he was subject to the other party everywhere. Although the strength of this Immortal Cloud Dao person has increased a lot, and he has the upper hand for a while, he has already made a big mess between his shots. After Yang Tiantai was able to survive a few moves, the corner of his eye skimmed to Mu Wushuang, who was standing aside with a knife, and let out an empowering sigh, and immediately pulled away from the Xianyun Dao people. Yang Tiantai stood firm and looked up to the sky and laughed three times, laughing so much that everyone was a little confused. After Yang Tiantai finished laughing, he said loudly: "Mengzhi is not open, how can you be afraid of it!" Then Yang Tiantai adjusted his breath, slowly lowered his waist and stretched his arms, Mu Wushuang could see at a glance that this was the starting style of the hand.

It turned out that although this Immortal Cloud Dao person was strong and fast, he was still one line weaker than Mu Wushuang. Mu Wushuang has practiced foreign kung fu for more than ten years, but he was still beaten by Yang Tiantai and had no power to fight back, not to mention this Xianyun Dao man who had been chaotic? However, Mu Wushuang and Yang Tiantai both left a line when they fought, but now this Xianyun Dao person is killing him, and Yang Tiantai has to fight for twelve points. I saw the left side of Xianyun Daoren's face twitch a few times, and without saying a word, he raised his fist and smashed it towards Yang Tiantai. Yang Tiantai seemed to wave his arm lightly, and pushed the hand of the Xianyun Daoist half a foot away. The Xianyun Daoist immediately turned his left hand into a claw and scratched Yang Tiantai's face, and Yang Tiantai flashed behind him with a short body and kicked towards his knee. The Xianyun Dao man bent his left leg, and he almost fell to the ground. Yang Tiantai stepped out of the arrow step and rushed over to grab the left shoulder of the Xianyun Daoist, and then pushed forward with his left hand and retreated with his right hand, unloading the left shoulder joint of the Xianyun Daoist at once.

The Xianyun Daoist dislocated his shoulder and suffered pain, let out a low roar, and slammed his right hand towards Yang Tiantai. Yang Tiantai pressed his left shoulder, and a short body turned to the right side of the Xianyun Daoist, so he grabbed his right arm and right shoulder, pushed his left hand back and pulled his right hand forward, and unloaded his right shoulder joint with a soft sound. After Yang Tiantai succeeded, he immediately jumped lightly to a place a zhang away, and looked at the Xianyun Dao people with his hands behind his back. Xianyun Daoist stood up, his two arms hanging softly, and a few words squeezed out between his teeth: "You...... You...... There is your ......" Yang Tiantai snorted coldly and said, "Crooked and heretical, but Er'er!"

As soon as Yang Tiantai's words fell, two sharp sounds suddenly sounded in the darkness not far away, Yang Tiantai listened to the sound and identified the position, flashed to the right, and a white light galloped in front of him, hitting the pillar of the inn and suddenly sawdust flew sideways. Mu Wushuang also saw a white light flying towards him, and immediately raised the Ghost Head Knife to protect his body. After a crisp sound, he suddenly felt an extremely great force coming from the blade, and Mu Wushuang couldn't help but shake his body, and took another half step back to remove the power of the white light. Mu Wushuang turned over the blade of the knife in shock, and couldn't help but be surprised: a secret weapon with such great strength turned out to be just a small white pebble! The stone was already deeply embedded in the body of the knife.

"Senior Brother Yang, where is my father?" An elegant male voice suddenly sounded, and when Yang Tiantai heard this voice, he couldn't help but change his face: "Senior Brother Zhang Xianwu (Zhang Xiuwen)...... Why are you here?!" I don't know when four people came behind the bandits, and the one led by him was more than seven feet long, with a thin body, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but he should also be a handsome and dashing beautiful man. The person who came was none other than Zhang Zhengling's second son, Zhang Xiuwen. As for the slightly chubby figure standing behind Zhang Xiuwen, Yang Tiantai didn't need to look much to know that it was Zhang Zhubei. Yang Tiantai said: "Qiansheng has seen Senior Brother Xianwu. "Senior Brother Yang, Brother Fool is polite. I just want to ask you one thing: What about my father?" Zhang Xiuwen still said coldly, Yang Tiantai was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to answer him.

Zhang Xiuwen's cultivation is profound and his internal strength is profound, although his voice is not loud and his tone is gentle, but every word is in his ears, as if he is standing next to everyone. Not to mention Mu Wushuang and Yang Tiantai, even the three of Lu Xianping, who watched the excitement. When Lu Xianping heard Zhang Xiuwen's voice, he couldn't help but secretly scream, "Oh no! Why did Senior Brother Zhang find it so quickly!" Lu Xianping hurriedly came to Li Tianmu's room, stretched out his hand and was about to knock on the door, the door had been opened, and Li Tianmu walked opposite him with a calm face. "Senior Brother Li......" Lu Xianping was just about to speak, Li Tianmu had already nodded and said, "Zhenhai Jade Dragon Zhang Xianwu...... I haven't seen it for many years, Senior Brother Zhang's cultivation can really be called a brave and just advanced!" Lu Xianping snorted coldly and said: "I'm afraid that this Zhang Xianwu is no longer the Senior Brother Zhang that Brother Zong Mo knows." ”

Li Tianmu frowned and asked, "Feng Jue, why do you say that?" "For the tiger, if you have a father, you must have a son!" Lu Xianping said hatefully, "Moreover, the senior brother also knows that he is a well-known filial son, just because of this filial piety, he has never been disobedient to Zhang Zuojiao, he is obedient to his words, I don't know how many creatures have been harmed, and even his monster daughter-in-law who has not passed through the door can see death and not save him! Now that Uncle Zhang is dead, this account will definitely be counted on our heads." Li Tianmu nodded worriedly and said, "His talent was not below me back then, and now I am afraid that it is difficult for me to match it." ”

The two were talking to themselves, Li Shuanghua and Luo Rui stepped forward, Li Shuanghua asked a little nervously: "Two, what is the origin of this grandson outside?" It seems to be quite difficult to deal with!" Li Tianmu and Lu Xianping looked at each other with strange expressions - Zhang Xiuwen and the two of them are the same generation, Li Shuanghua shouted that Zhang Xiuwen's grandson inadvertently brought them with him. Rory still looked nonchalant, and in her opinion, as long as she used all her strength, that is, she could kill people without any scruples, then there was nothing to fear.