Mu Wushuang felt that the dantian was extremely painful, and hurriedly adjusted his internal breath according to the method of luck that Lu Xianping had taught, and only then did he feel a lot smoother. Liu Manmang looked down and found that Wang Xiaoru's left foot had stepped into the ground for more than three inches, which showed how strong the leg was just now. Liu Manmang hurriedly asked, "Senior nephew, how is it?" Mu Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "It's okay, thank you Uncle for your concern," Liu Manmang heard him say this, so he nodded and slowly let go of his hand. Wang Xiaoru pulled out her left foot from the ground and put it on the ground and spun around.

"What a quick skill!" Mu Wushuang muttered. "Boy, I'm on the right and you're on the left!!" Liu Manmang said in a low voice, then waved the broken knife and went straight to Wang Xiaoru's right flank. Mu Wushuang set up the sentence falling sword, and one of them caught up with Liu Manmang, and the long sword let out a roar that broke through the air, piercing Wang Xiaoru's left chest. Wang Xiaoru raised her eyebrows and said slowly: "Hey, it has fine skin and tender meat, but it's actually quite rough and thick! When Mu Wushuang and Liu Manmang came to him, Wang Xiaoru twisted her waist with a short body, and slapped her palms straight into the lower abdomen of the two. Liu Manmang's arm pressed down and the knife was slashed vertically, and Mu Wushuang also twisted his wrist and stabbed Wang Xiaoru's shoulder. As soon as the two of them changed their moves, Wang Xiaoru had already deceived herself into coming to the two of them, turning her palm into a fist and hitting the two of them in the dantian. There was another muffled sound, and Mu Wushuang's lower abdomen and Liu Manmang's right waist were punched at the same time. While the two staggered backwards, Wang Xiaoru stretched her five fingers, stood up straight with her hands in her palms, and chased them in front of them with both palms in a flash. There was another dull bang, and Mu Wushuang and Liu Manmang suddenly flew backwards.

At this time, a figure flew out behind him, and both caught the two, Wang Xiaoru stood still and looked, but it was Zhang Zhubei. A trace of displeasure flashed on Wang Xiaoru's face and he said coldly: "Why don't you call Zhang Xiuwen'er to come, are you looking for death here?!" Zhang Zhubei said uncertainly: "Senior Wang, these two bastards are injured right now, and we have also seen the magic skills of our predecessors, but is it okay to ask my seniors to raise their noble hands?" Mu Wushuang pushed Zhang Zhubei away, and said breathlessly: "Lao Tzu doesn't need you to be hypocritical! Even if I die, I can't leave Aunt Hua here!" After Mu Wushuang finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Zhang Zhubei couldn't help but scolded in a low voice: "It's really a stone in a pit, it's stinky and hard! It's gone, what can you do to save people?" Liu Manmang grunted in his throat, a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly: "Senior Brother Zhang, even if Xiao Han dies here, he will die at the hands of the ghost grandmother, and there is no shame." ”

Zhang Zhubei looked at Mu Wushuang and Liu Manmang and couldn't help but scold: "These two fools, why don't you know how to be flexible at all!" Wang Xiaoru's face softened a little when she heard this, and she nodded and said: "You two, your martial arts are not very good, but you also have a bit of backbone." Very good! Why don't you leave one arm alone and go back!" Liu Manmang took two deep breaths and felt his right arm tremble slightly, silently used his internal force to stabilize his arm, and then raised the broken knife again. Mu Wushuang has a demonic power to protect his body with a falling sword, and he is born with a strong physique, which is slightly better than Liu Manmang's situation. Seeing that Liu Manmang was about to make another move, Mu Wushuang also took a breath and slowly raised the sentence sword. Wang Xiaoru's face sank and he shouted: "Don't be ashamed of your face? Okay! Then let's take your life!" After speaking, Wang Xiaoru suddenly disappeared.

Mu Wushuang, Liu Manmang, and Zhang Zhubei were also shocked, Mu Wushuang suddenly felt that Wang Xiaoru had come to his left side, and was about to swing his sword to sweep, but Wang Xiaoru shot too fast, and actually clicked Mu Wushuang's wrist, elbow, and shoulder three big points in an instant. Mu Wushuang suddenly felt that his left arm seemed to be filled with lead, and the sentence fell to the ground with a sword. Mu Wushuang took a step back with a pale face, staring at Wang Xiaoru nervously. Wang Xiaoru snorted coldly and said: "The old man almost forgot, the sentence fell sword to protect the master, you were able to take a few tricks against the old man just now, presumably it is by relying on the demon power of this sentence of the sword to support it! Now the old man has sealed your arm tendons and veins, blocking the demon power, see what else you can do!" Mu Wushuang gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Xiaoru, only to see Wang Xiaoru unhurriedly raise his right hand and slap it towards his Tianling Gai. Mu Wushuang was sealed by Wang Xiaoru at this time, half of his body was numb, seeing that Wang Xiaoru's killing move had arrived, Mu Wushuang simply felt a horizontal in his heart, and slapped his right hand into a palm towards Wang Xiaoru's heart, making a last fight. But Wang Xiaoru's right hand actually stopped at the top of Mu Wushuang's head.

Mu Wushuang was already physically exhausted, and his right palm was only half split before his body shook, and his right knee fell to the ground. Wang Xiaoru swept both sides of his right hand with cold eyes, only to see that Liu Manmang's broken knife and Zhang Zhubei's judge's pen stopped a few inches away from his wrist. Liu Manmang's eyes were like torches, and Zhang Zhubei's eyes also put away flattery, staring at Wang Xiaoru fiercely. Wang Xiaoru laughed and said: "Interesting! Interesting! You two waste, want to use an old arm to exchange this kid's life?" Zhang Zhubei said slowly: "The ghost grandmother is an old-timer, and we really don't want to make such an offensive move, but this bastard has repeatedly contradicted the senior, and we will naturally train him well." Wang Xiaoru slowly withdrew her right hand, touched her chin and said, "Well, you guys are much stronger than that beast in Xianyun." It's been a long time since I've been so happy! That Zhenhai Jade Dragon must have better martial arts, right? Take me away, now I really can't wait to see Zhang Xiuwen'er!"

Liu Manmang frowned and said, "What do you want to do with your predecessors?" Wang Xiaoru waved his left hand and said: "What do you want? I just want to compete! Lead the way! Go with the old man to find Zhang Xiuwen'er!" On the way back, Li Shuanghua still couldn't move, so she could only be carried by Mu Wushuang and walked towards the Donglai Inn with Wang Xiaoru and others. Originally, Liu Manmang saw that Mu Wushuang was injured and wanted to carry Li Shuanghua on his back, but Mu Wushuang insisted on refusing, and Liu Manmang could only give up. Wang Xiaoru looked at Mu Wushuang, who was a little panting, and said silently in her heart: "This kid ...... The talent is really high! Even if it's a monster, it's a bit ridiculously high! After so many killing moves from the old decay, he can still carry a person on his back......"

Mu Wushuang's left arm acupoint was sealed and he couldn't exert his strength, so he could only use his right arm to hold Li Shuanghua's waist. Zhang Zhubei looked at Mu Wushuang, in addition to surprise in his eyes, there was also a bit of helplessness and relief. Yang Tiantai saw that it was getting late outside, and he had been pacing around outside the inn. Zhang Xiuwen and Li Tianmu chatted with each other. Zhang Tingye saw Su Xiaoyu bowing his head from time to time to add water to his teacup, and his eyes naturally stared at Su Xiaoyu's pair of jade hands.

Zhang Tingye really couldn't believe that there were such beautiful hands in the world: white and greasy skin like mutton fat jade, slightly revealing a hint of ruddy, no trace of texture could be seen, and the slender and slender index finger seemed to be a craftsman's meticulously carved work of art, not to mention that Su Xiaoyu's nails naturally had a faint pink, which was far more pleasing to the eye than the red painted by other women. Zhang Tingye looked at Su Xiaoyu's jade hand for a while, and then quickly glanced at the bridge of Su Xiaoyu's nose, and his heart trembled. When Su Xiaoyu finished pouring boiling water and turned to walk away, Zhang Tingye almost reached out to hold her hand. If Zhang Xiuwen hadn't glanced at Zhang Tingye seemingly unintentionally, Zhang Tingye would definitely have done something rude.

Zhang Tingye's face was red, and he calmed down, and silently picked up the tea. There seemed to be a unique fragrance of Su Xiaoyu on the side of the bowl, Zhang Tingye straightened his nose and sniffed, before he took a small sip of tea very reluctantly. Lu Xianping looked at Zhang Xiuwen and his son, while anxiously waiting for Mu Wushuang and Li Shuanghua to come back. Zeng Ding also walked out of the guest room early, and seeing that Lu Xianping was a little uneasy, he stepped forward and whispered to Lu Xianping: "Senior Brother Lu, don't worry, they will definitely come back safely." Lu Xianping glanced at Zeng Ding and nodded slowly, but his anxious expression did not change at all.

Luo Rui was lying on the table bored, and when he was closing his eyes to recuperate, he suddenly saw Yang Tiantai shouting: "Senior brothers, they are back!" Lu Xianping rushed out of the inn in front of Li Tianmu and the others, and saw Mu Wushuang walking slowly with a woman on his back, and suddenly panicked. Lu Xianping was about to rush up, but Zhang Xiuwen pressed his shoulder and whispered: "Senior Brother Fengjue, the situation is not right! ”