When Yang Tiantai heard that something had happened, he hurriedly picked up his light skills and chased after Mu Wushuang. After a few hundred steps, around a corner, Yang Tiantai suddenly saw a person lying in the middle of the road, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Mu Wushuang strode to the man, squatted on the ground and shouted: "Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang! I am Wushuang! Wake up!" Yang Tiantai slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand to touch Uncle Zhang's neck, and then shook his head at Mu Wushuang and said, "It's useless, it's dead." ”

"What the hell is going on??! Mu Wushuang pulled out the sentence sword behind him, and the piercing murderous aura suddenly rushed to the four directions. Yang Tiantai carefully inspected Zhang Bo's body, and there were no obvious wounds on his body. "Is it invisible?" Yang Tiantai's brows tightened. "Uncle Yang, what's going on?" Mu Wushuang shouted anxiously. "Don't worry, let me take a look!" Yang Tiantai put his hand on the corpse and shouted.

Mu Wushuang was stunned for a moment, then forced a breath and stared at Yang Tiantai intently. Yang Tiantai didn't feel anything unusual, so he could only press his palm slowly on Uncle Zhang's chest. Uncle Zhang's body was concave like a collapsed house, and a large pool of blood slowly seeped out of Uncle Zhang's back. "This ...... This ......" Yang Tiantai could hardly believe his eyes, "this is ...... This is...... Tiangang hand, ah......"

"Tiangang hand?!" Mu Wuliang asked Yang Tiantai while running, "What is that? Uncle Yang, you have something to say!" Yang Tiantai couldn't speak when he was lucky, and only thought silently in his heart: "This is definitely the strength of Tiangang's hand, and it can't be wrong." It's just that this power is not the internal force of the Purple Elephant Divine Skill...... If Li Lu and the two senior brothers make a move, they can only break their muscles and veins, and their internal organs will be shattered, and they will not hurt their bones at all. Now this ...... It's like a Tiangang hand driven by an external force. Thinking of this, Yang Tiantai glanced at Mu Wushuang and said silently: "Bastard Wushuang, fortunately you are with me, otherwise you will not be able to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River! ”

Mu Wushuang glared at Yang Tiantai, and then reacted that he couldn't speak when he performed light skills, so he had to slowly retract his gaze and run forward frantically. Along the way, there were more and more corpses of villagers on the roadside, at first there were only a few, and by the end there were no less than 20 villagers killed. When Mu Wushuang was holding his breath and running wildly, a black shadow jumped coldly from the tree on the side of the road, and directly slashed at Mu Wushuang's chest with a wave of his palm. This person's body style is not slow, but it is still a little worse than the young stubborn jade. Mu Wushuang's eyebrows tightened, and he directly slashed off the right arm of the person who came with a wave of his long sword, and the person who came suddenly screamed. Mu Wushuang's right hand probed and stuck the incoming person's neck, and the force of his arm directly carried him into the air - all of this was done by Mu Wushuang in the process of running. Mu Wushuang suddenly stopped and shouted, "Who are you!" At this time, Mu Wushuang's chest and face were covered with blood, as if an evil ghost had come to the world.

Yang Tiantai also hurriedly stopped and looked at the man whose right arm had been cut off by Mu Wushuang. The person who came was already out of breath by Mu Wushuang, and could only squeeze out a few words from between his teeth: "Yang ...... Poplar...... Teacher...... Xiao Wu...... Xiao Wu...... I know ...... mistaken" "Wei Chiwu, why are you!" Yang Tiantai said in surprise. "Does Uncle Yang know him?" asked Mu Wushuang with a fierce glint in his eyes. Yang Tiantai said with a face full of disbelief: "It's your fellow senior brother......" "Fellow senior brother, hmph, then you have to kill people to pay for your life!" Mu Wushuang said with his right hand. "Wushuang ......" Before Yang Tiantai finished speaking, a stream of blood foam gushed out of Yu Chiwu's mouth. Wei Chiwu's legs flicked a few times, and there was no movement.

Mu Wushuang threw away the body and turned his head to look at Yang Tiantai. Yang Tiantai let out a long sigh and made a gesture to go, and the two continued to run forward. The noisy voices were getting closer and closer, but Mu Wushuang and Yang Tiantai could already hear the cries and cries for help from the villagers. Running wildly all the way, Yang Tiantai's true qi has almost been consumed. Mu Wushuang also ran a little panting. Bypassing a hillside, I saw that all the villagers were gathered at the base of the mountain, and several people in strong suits were standing in front of the villagers and saying something. Mu Wushuang felt a force in his body suddenly explode, and his body was full of strength again in an instant. Mu Wushuang didn't speak, and directly flew up and raised the sentence falling sword to slash at one of them.

Several people saw Youmu Wushuang show off his weapon, and immediately scattered. Only the man who rushed towards Mu Wushuang pulled out a ghost-headed broadsword and raised his sword to block Mu Wushuang's thunderous sword. The swords intersected, and before the man could react, he had been split in half by the sentence falling sword. Mu Wushuang flicked his left hand, and the blood on the sword flew into the weeds on the side of the road, and at the same time, there was a muffled sound, and the person's body fell to the ground.

Mu Wushuang quickly glanced around, and saw that most of the villagers were safe and sound, and his heart was slightly relieved, but the nerves that had just relaxed instantly tensed up again: "What about Xiaoyu, where did the master go?!" Yang Tiantai was a moment slower than Mu Wushuang, came to his side and looked at a few people around him, he couldn't help but be angry, and shouted directly at a person: "Zhang Zhubei (the word is Tonghai), what do you want to do?!"

As soon as Yang Tiantai's words fell, a person immediately walked out of the crowd. This person is slightly fat, holding a pair of judge's pens made of fine iron, and he looks a little good. The person who came put away the judge's pen and arched his hand and said, "Why should Senior Brother Yang be angry? Well...... Senior Brother Yang, you don't need to call your junior brother by his name, do you, hate me so much?" "On orders, on whose orders? Zhang Zhengling's is it?!" Yang Tiantai shouted. "Tsk, Senior Brother Yang doesn't have a good temper, but his complexion is not very good. Have you just done something with someone?" Zhang Zhubei said with a smile looking at Yang Tiantai. It's just that Zhang Zhubei's gaze has never left Mu Wushuang and the Juluo Sword in his hand.

Yang Tiantai heard Zhang Zhubei say this, and immediately took a deep breath silently. It is true that he and Mu Wushuang just competed all the way to the foot strength, and his internal strength was already greatly damaged, and as soon as he opened his mouth in a hurry just now, he was immediately caught by Zhang Zhubei. Taking advantage of Yang Tiantai's conversation, Mu Wushuang carefully observed the surroundings again, only to find that Li Tianmu and Lu Xianping were not there, only Zeng Ding was surrounded by a group of villagers. "Master, where the hell have they gone?" Mu Wushuang thought to himself. Zhang Zhubei also whispered to several of his nephews: "Be careful, that kid and that sword are weird."

Yang Tiantai slowly walked to Mu Wushuang's side and whispered: "Senior nephew, the one who took the judge's pen is also your uncle, named Zhang Zhubei, whose words are all over the sea, and the rivers and lakes are nicknamed Snake Entanglement Eagle." This man is kind-hearted and ruthless. On weekdays, he likes to do some shady things, and martial arts are not under me, so you have to be careful of his secret weapons. Mu Wushuang nodded, then clasped his fists and saluted and said, "Junior Mu Wushuang, I have seen Uncle Tonghai." Since Uncle Zhang is a member of the Nine Swords Pavilion, why did he do such a thing that lost his conscience?"

Zhang Zhubei looked at Mu Wushuang again, and said with a kind face: "Hehe, don't misunderstand. The contemptible man said, but he did what he was told, and he did what he was told. Mu Wushuang clenched his sword in his left hand and asked, "Then dare to ask what the order of the senior uncle is?" "Of course, it is to welcome Senior Brother Zongmo!" Zhang Zhubei said in a gloomy voice. As soon as Zhang Zhubei's voice fell, his right hand was raised, and a cold light shot directly at Mu Wushuang's dantian.

Where did Mu Wushuang expect that Zhang Zhubei would suddenly attack, his body instinctively flashed to the left, and the hidden weapon flew over with Mu Wushuang's right waist. Without waiting for Mu Wushuang to adjust his body, the black wind in Zhang Zhubei's hand fluttered, and the judge pointed straight at the Quchi point on Mu Wushuang's legs. Mu Wushuang waved his sentence and wanted to cut off his judge's pen, but Zhang Zhubei suddenly slanted up and went straight to Mu Wushuang's acupoint. Zhang Zhubei knew that the sword in Mu Wu's hands was as sharp as clay, and the judge's pen made of stainless steel could not withstand his sword no matter what. If you want to fight Mu Wushuang, you must be within four feet in front of him.

At this time, Mu Wushuang's body was tilted, and with the sword swing just now, it was already a step slower to adjust his body, and Zhang Zhubei's move was undoubtedly successful. "Although he has a sword in his hand, he is a chick in the end!" Zhang Zhubei sneered in his heart. "Master and nephew dodge!" Yang Tiantai rushed forward with an arrow step with a long sword, and immediately raised the long sword diagonally. When Mu Wushuang was hit by Zhang Zhubei, the judge's pen, Yang Tiantai's long sword also came. The pen and sword intersected, and a crisp jingle reverberated in the middle of the valley, and Mu Wushuang immediately took three steps back after being hit by the judge's pen.

Zhang Zhubei used the internal force of the Purple Elephant Divine Skill with this stroke, and Mu Wushuang was suddenly beaten into chaos. If Yang Tiantai hadn't made a timely move, Mu Wushuang would have passed out on the spot. "Although this bastard is brave, after all, he has too little experience, and he ...... He doesn't know how to use a sword. Yang Tiantai sighed and said silently. After Zhang Zhubei made a move, he immediately retreated to a zhang away, looking at Mu Wushuang and Yang Tiantai with a smile. Mu Wushuang could only close his eyes unwillingly, desperately suppressing the chaotic aura in his body.

"Hey, I didn't expect my nephew to be young, but his martial arts are very good. Senior Brother Yang, Wushuang Senior Nephew is Senior Brother Zongmo's apprentice, right?, good, very good!" Zhang Zhubei said with a smile still on his face. Yang Tiantai raised his long sword and said expressionlessly: "Tonghai, although the foolish brother is not talented, you don't think that you can beat me alone!"

Zhang Zhubei waved his hand and said: "Brother Qiansheng said this, I just tried the martial arts of my master and nephew! It's just that the unequaled master and nephew are indiscriminate, and they will slash and kill their fellow disciples when they come up, which is too much to say." Yang Tiantai snorted and said, "You kill those unarmed people, it's justible?" Zhang Zhubei smiled and said: "If Brother Zong Mo obediently gives that superb stunner to Zhang Zuojiao first, won't there be nothing!" "What? stunner? What did you do with the little fish girl?!" Yang Tiantai shouted again when he heard this.