The mule was anxious and could not close her eyes overnight.

The eldest brother insisted on coming out to kill Wen Wanji. He couldn't stop him, could not help, and he didn't dare to speak out!

After much thought, he found that only one person in Taiping Pass could help his elder brother.

Although the elder brother once told him that nothing about Wusheng Palace should be used to bother that person.

But now, the mule can't care about so many things!

After my elder brother came back, he admitted that he would beat him or punish him.

"Lord Luo."

Two soldiers guarding the gate smiled and bowed to say hello when they saw the mule.

The mule waved his hand and asked, "Well, is the uncle in the mansion?"

A soldier replied: "Are you pointing at the stone and practicing hammers? Are you going to see the uncle?"

The mule nodded: "Let me pass it on my behalf!"

"Then you later."

A soldier bowed again and turned around and quickly walked into the courtyard.

This house is located next to Zhang's mansion, and the servants and guards at the mansion were sent from Zhang's mansion.

The mule was waiting quietly outside the door. After a while, the soldier who had entered the notice came back quickly and made a "invitation" gesture to the mule: "Master Luo, please invite you in."

The mule stepped across the threshold, patted the shoulder of the soldier who informed him, and quickly walked inside.

As soon as he stepped over the front door and turned the screen wall, the mule saw Shi Tou practicing Kung Fu, standing in the yard, waving his pair of drum-beat golden hammers. The "whimper" sound was like the low roar of a wild beast.

The sound is as terrifying as it is.

Liang Yuanchang, who was dressed in black, sat outside the main hall, holding a cup of tea, a plate of dessert, and a plate of dried fruits. It was so comfortable.

The mule recognized the dim sum as the second wife's craftsmanship at just one glance.

Because he has it, too.

Every two or three days, the second wife would send some to his mother.

When Shi Tou saw the mule, he couldn't help but put away the hammer and greeted happily: "Uncle Mule!"

The mule raised his face: "I have told you many times, call Uncle Luo, don't bring me 'son'!"

Shi Tou grinned with neat big white teeth and smiled silly.

A dried fruit hit the stone's head accurately.

"Who told you to stop!"

Liang Yuanchang scolded unhappily.

"oh."

Shi Tou grabbed the top of his head, lifted up two sledgehammers and started dancing again.

The mule quickly walked to Liang Yuanchang and bowed and said, "Luo Dashan pays homage to the uncle."

Liang Yuanchang spewed a "hmm" sound from his nose and asked faintly: "What's the matter?"

He doesn't like the mule.

Because he could smell the same kind of breath on the mule.

The mule didn't mean to get close to him, and took a deep breath and said concisely: "Uncle, my Master Chu came out of seclusion yesterday and went to kill Wen Wanji, the 'Liancheng Old Man'."

Liang Yuanchang frowned immediately when he heard this.

"Nothing!"

He said this after pondering for a moment.

The mule maintained a respectful posture of standing with her hands hanging down and silent.

After a while, Liang Yuanchang said again: "Don't worry, that old ghost is walking in the 'water impermanent shape', and is being restrained by your Master Chu's 'lands collapse and water'. If it is at its peak, or

You can also suppress your Master Chu with your realm. Now... even if your Master Chu is defeated, it will not be difficult to save your life!"

He has long been at the peak of the fourth grade. Even though Zhang Chu has never told him what kind of momentum he is practicing, he can still see a rough idea.

When the mule heard this, he felt relieved, and the words "Can you come out of the care of the uncle and help" were also swallowed by him.

Just because of the relationship between this master and his own Master Chu, his words are extremely credible.

...

"Bang, bang, bang"

Zhang Chu took seven steps in a row, and each step made a violent explosion. After seven steps, he opened his mouth and sprayed a large mouthful of blood, and finally poured all the hidden force that penetrated Wen Wanji into his body.

He reached out his hand and took out a medicine bottle in his arms. He jumped open the bottle stopper with his thumb, poured the refined Shiquan Dapu Pills in the bottle into his mouth. While chewing, he smiled strangely: "I'm old, my hands are pretty dark,

!”

Wen Wanji, who stood two feet away in front of him, was also extremely uncomfortable.

He trembled all over, trembling as if he had Parkinson's. His face turned blue and purple, and there was a trace of blood spilling out of the corners of his mouth. The blood rushing into his mouth was swallowed back by him!

"You guys, you're not bad either!"

He reached out to wipe the blood from his beard and replied with a gloomy look.

He and Zhang Chu had fought more than ten moves, and he had always gained the upper hand and suppressed Zhang Chu to fight.

But Zhang Chu was beaten by him three times, and he was as fierce as if he was fine.

And after only Zhang Chu's kick, his body showed signs that he could not resist it.

Time is the biggest enemy of warriors!

"Then keep going!"

Zhang Chu nodded with a smile.

After the words came to his voice, he swung his knife again.

Breaking the wind and slashing!

A golden sword energy that was so fast that the naked eye could hardly catch traces, slashing towards Wen Wanji like lightning.

Wen Wanji faced with expressionless palm, and in an instant, a huge black palm print soared into the sky.

"Bang."

The black palm print shattered the golden sword energy, drew an arc in the air, and fell towards Zhang Chu.

Forgetful Palm!

Zhang Chu bowed, stepped on the ground suddenly, jumped to the left, and slashed at the falling black palm print with a knife.

"boom."

The black palm print rubbed Zhang Chu's body and fell on the ground. The powerful palm force instantly slapped a huge handprint on the ground. The rest of the energy burst out and the waves were raised in the water.

Zhang Chu waved the purple dragon sword to shatter the rest of his energy. He was still in the air and a stream of true energy was sprayed out from his feet, pushing his body to pounce on Wen Wanji.

“Creating the mountains…”

He shouted angrily, and the rolling true energy gathered on the Purple Dragon Sword, with golden light dazzling, and the sword energy was filled with but not exposed.

Wen Wanji saw the momentum, and his palms rotated in front of his chest, and a large mass of river water was captured from the air, condensing between his palms.

"Slash with one knife!"

Amid the roar, Zhang Chu slashed Wen Wanji with a top-down force.

The moment the Purple Dragon Sword fell, the golden light was shaped, and the sword energy surged, like a thick laser bombarding down, and the momentum was as majestic as a mountain capsized.

This move opens the mountain and cuts is the fifth move of the Tiandao Gate's unique skill "Zhu Xian's cuts". It requires a fifth-grade body to practice, but Zhang Chu's sword path has already grasped thousands of outstanding people, and his own realm is only the fifth-grade one.

If you force it out, it will be smooth and unimpeded without any obstacles.

"Roar of the Dragon!"

Wen Wanji also roared angrily, and his palms blasted out. The river water in his palm turned into a vivid black dragon, winding towards the golden sword energy falling from the sky.

Martial arts practices to their level, with one sword, you can cross the ten-foot river, and one palm, you can cover twenty-foot valleys. With the leisurely body and light skills, you cannot avoid the opponent's attack and use your own true energy to resist the opponent.

Qi and strength are even more of a desperate fight.

Only by using moves to forcefully break the opponent's attack is the wisest and safest choice.

Of course, the gap is too big, whether it is fighting or escaping, it is a dead end.

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