When Wang Xiaoru pressed his fingers, Zhang Xiuwen still gritted his teeth tightly, and the moves in his hands did not dare to be mere formalities. "Hehe, that's good! Although I can do two things, it's just not fast enough...... Wang Xiaoru said slowly. However, Zhang Xiuwen didn't intend to be restrained, only to see him raise his right foot and kick Wang Xiaoru's left leg acupoint. Wang Xiaoru let go of her fingers and dodged Zhang Xiuwen's kick lightly. Wang Xiaoru said immediately after landing on the ground lightly: "Zhenhai Yulong! Well, the foundation is good, but it's too tender!" Zhang Xiuwen's face was red and white, and he stared at Wang Xiaoru without speaking.

"Well, you Nine Sword Pavilion Essence Channel Technique, okay, let the old man see how your Dao Technique is good. Wang Xiaoru said with her hands behind her back. Zhang Xiuwen's fingers were bent by Wang Xiaoru's broken yin fingers at this time, and he could only whisper: "The martial arts of the ghost grandmother's predecessors are world-famous, and the younger generations admire them very much.......! And........ What about the person you like?" Wang Xiaoru raised her eyebrows and shouted: "Hmm, what?!, let's talk about it after the competition!, where do you come from so much tongue-chewing nonsense!" After speaking, Wang Xiaoru didn't wait for Zhang Xiuwen to make a move, and raised her sword finger and muttered something. When Wang Xiaoru closed his eyes and recited the incantation, Zhang Xiuwen naturally didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly pulled out a paper talisman from his waist, and then raised his sword finger and recited the mantra. Zhang Xiuwen recited the curse of forgiveness, and the curse was exactly the same as the fire order that Yang Tiantai used when dealing with the tree spirits, both of which used Taoism to urge the power of the five elements between heaven and earth. It's just that it is much more difficult to urge the earth than to urge the ordinary firepower, because the earth is thick and endless, and it is extremely difficult to move the earth force for dozens of steps.

Mu Wushuang nodded secretly while watching Zhang Xiuwen and Wang Xiaoru spell each other. He once heard Yang Tiantai say that there was not much intersection between Taoism and martial arts. Taoism is responsible for exorcising evil spirits and praying for blessings, and martial arts is responsible for punishing adultery and eliminating evil. But later, when Taoism expelled monsters that could transform into human shapes, they always felt powerless, and often had to cooperate with martial arts masters. On the other hand, those monsters use evil magic to assassinate martial arts righteous warriors, and they will be killed, and if they don't know how to crack it, they will naturally get twice the result. So after coming and going, Taoism and martial arts slowly merged together. Nowadays, the Taoist priests who walk the rivers and lakes have extraordinary martial arts and are famous, and in the same way, those swordsmen and swordsmen also know the techniques of yin and yang and the five elements, but they have their own emphasis. And the famous heroes and demons on the rivers and lakes are even more martial arts, and big masters like Bu Helai, Qian Rendeng, and Wang Xiaoru are all like this.

After Zhang Xiuwen finished doing this, the paper talisman in his hand spontaneously combusted without fire, and instantly turned into a ball of ashes and fell to the ground, and the earth with a radius of five zhang instantly shook. Mu Wushuang and the others were affected and almost fell to the ground. Only Li Shuanghua snorted softly, but fortunately, Mu Wushuang grabbed her arm and didn't fall to the ground. However, the place under Zhang Xiuwen's feet is as stable as a rock. Although Wang Xiaoru's figure swayed slightly, she smiled slightly, and her sword finger popped out. A strong wind rushed straight to Zhang Xiuwen's feet, Zhang Xiuwen jumped suddenly, and the three-foot-square land under his feet suddenly flew around, immediately leaving a dirt pit nearly two feet deep. Mu Wushuang swallowed and said, "This ...... It's so much more powerful than a hidden weapon!"

Mu Wushuang vaguely knew that Wang Xiaoru was using the empty gold spell, turning gold out of thin air, and using his own cultivation to create a gang wind comparable to a sharp weapon, which was similar to the materialization of stubborn jade out of thin air, but it was not as deep as stubborn jade's cultivation. Zhang Xiuwen frowned, although he didn't expect the Earth Spell to trap Wang Xiaoru, not to mention her weird light skills, she was simply the nemesis of the Earth Curse. Zhang Xiuwen saw that Wang Xiaoru was still full of disdain, and immediately said silently: "Silly old woman, have you been fooled!" In fact, Wang Xiaoru used the technique of single-mindedness and dual-purpose just now, but it was just to seek stability. On the other hand, on Zhang Xiuwen'er's side, in addition to the spell on the surface, the paper talisman he took was the dark water talisman, which could summon the water power of the deep well of the underground dark river.

Wang Xiaoru's empty golden spell was played, and he didn't dare to barely maintain his strength, so he could only drop his feet to the ground. But her feet immediately sank to the ground. Wang Xiaoru frowned, knowing that she was careless: water and soil give birth to wood, Zhang Xiuwen first used the earth spell to turn the thick soil under her feet into mud, and then cast the water spell to gather the underground dark water, turning this void soil with a radius of several feet into a mud pit. Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoru raised her head and smiled: "Well, Zhenhai Yulong, it's still a little interesting!" Then Wang Xiaoru pointed his sword and looked at Zhang Xiuwen coldly. Zhang Xiuwen had already fallen into the pit that Wang Xiaoru had made just now, and seeing Wang Xiaoru raise his sword finger again, Zhang Xiuwen's heart was also tight.

I saw Wang Xiaoru say slowly: "The soldier is very fast! You rabbit cub, the old decay almost planted in your hands! Hmph, okay, Zhang Xiuwen'er!" After speaking, Wang Xiaoru pointed his sword into a palm and slapped it to the ground. The scorching white mist suddenly rushed around, Zhang Xiuwen was closest to Wang Xiaoru, and immediately felt that this white mist was as hot as a furnace, and secretly screamed that it was not good, and then cast eight steps into the air and flew into the air, and then cast Tengyun to walk far to the side. At this time, the white mist rushing over was already a little scorching, but it was not as dangerous as just now. Wang Xiaoru looked at Zhang Xiuwen coldly and said silently: "If Zhang Xiuwen'er is a little weaker, or reacts slowly...... It's been a steamed pork for a long time! the bunny, you can!"

Wang Xiaoru looked at the white mist on her forehead beside her, and just wanted to wave her palm to shake away the dense fog in front of her, but slowly put down her palm. At this time, Zhang Xiuwen's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but secretly say: "Master! What a master! He ordered so many earth fires in an instant! The fire overcame ten thousand waters, burned the ground dry with the fire, and then steamed out the dark water—moreover, the dark water I recruited not only almost killed me, but also helped the ghost grandmother to use a trick!" Thinking of this, Zhang Xiuwen cautiously glanced around. At this time, there was a fog all around, and there was no trace of Wang Xiaoru at all.

Mu Wushuang stared at his surroundings with wide eyes, but he didn't know what was going on. However, Zhang Zhubei said with palpitations: "Fortunately, the ghost grandmother didn't want to kill us, otherwise we wouldn't have lost ten lives!" Mu Wushuang glanced at Zhang Zhubei when he heard this. Now Mu Wushuang somewhat understands why Zhang Zhubei kept stopping him and Liu Manmang just now, not to mention martial arts, even Wang Xiaoru's speed of chanting spells is definitely not something he can handle. At present, regardless of Taoism and martial arts, Wang Xiaoru has an overwhelming advantage, even Zhang Xiuwen is not her opponent.

Mu Wushuang thought for a while before secretly reciting to himself: "In the past, it was really a frog at the bottom of the well, thinking that the world's martial arts masters were no more than Mu Lingfei, and the Taoism was no more profound than Uncle Yang! Now I have a sword in my hand, but I can't help an old lady who is nearly ninety years old! It's really ......." Zhang Xiuwen couldn't find Wang Xiaoru's figure, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he could only keep looking around. Zhang Xiuwen quietly twisted up the seal - this time Zhang Xiuwen printed the Yin Soldier Armor Seal that he was best at, although the power of the spell was greater, but the sealing time was naturally longer. Zhang Xiuwen twisted the Yin Soldier Armor Breaking Seal while nervously watching every move around him.

"Heh, are the Yin soldiers breaking their armor! It seems that you want to recruit the ghosts of the underworld to deal with the old decay in the future!" Wang Xiaoru's cold voice suddenly came from Zhang Xiuwen's left. Zhang Xiuwen was shocked when he heard this, but he didn't dare to turn his head, just pinched his hand more quickly. Gusts of wind set off around Zhang Xiuwen's body without warning, and the wind was mixed with a faint wail. "Provoking ghosts and gods will be punished by heaven!Zhang Xiuwen'er! You are also bold, aren't you?!" Wang Xiaoru's indifferent voice came again, but this time on Zhang Xiuwen's right. Zhang Xiuwenquan didn't hear it, and twisted the seal in his hand even faster. Wang Xiaoru saw that Zhang Xiuwen was unmoved, and snorted coldly and said: "Zhang Xiuwen'er, you are really a pig's brain! Okay! The old man will let you give it a hand again! It's just Zhang Xiuwen'er, do you remember the name of the old man?" Zhang Xiuwen's heart suddenly cooled when he heard this, and then he trembled and said silently: "Ghost ...... Ghost!"

Wang Xiaoru snorted and continued: "Since the old man is known as a ghost grandmother, you still dare to use the art of the underworld! It's really beyond your strength!" Zhang Xiuwen came back to his senses, but continued to pinch his fingers and chant the spell without saying a word, now that his spell is half cast, he can't stop if he wants to, if he forcibly stops the spell, it will really be blasphemous to the ghost god. Mu Wushuang and the others felt that the cold aura around them was getting more and more terrifying, and they shivered a few times unnaturally. Even if Mu Wushuang's body was so strong, he felt goosebumps. Su Xiaoyu was tightly held in Luo Rui's arms, so he didn't feel so scared. After a while, Zhang Xiuwen put down his hands and gasped for a few breaths, and two strange people wearing high hats also appeared beside Zhang Xiuwen. Seeing this, Wang Xiaoru slowly walked out of the shadows, looked at Zhang Xiuwen and the two people beside him, and then said with a slightly solemn expression: "Third Uncle Ji, Ruan Wubo, don't come to harm! I don't know how Xie Qiye is?" A shadow man standing next to Zhang Xiuwen said in a strange voice: "Ouch, ouch! Isn't this the ghost grandmother Wang Niangzi! Thank you for taking care of you, thank you for taking care of me! My brothers are all right, both are fine! As for Xie Qiye, it's even more good! Hehehehe......