Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Zhenwu's seven-section formation spread out directly.

The long swords in their hands were chopped down by the Weeping Blood Ghost Blade.

All have become broken swords.

Although they are Wudang Seven Heroes.

But their swords are just ordinary swords.

The Weeping Blood Ghost Blade is a magic weapon.

Dealing with this kind of ordinary weapon should not be too simple.

The laughing Taoist looked at the broken sword in his hand.

Some stunned.

His life seemed to be a failure all the time.

In the Wudang sect, he is a disciple of the second person of Wudang.

But his martial arts are much worse than those of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

Qu Wuyi who is thinking about it.

He was also taken away by Lin Pingzhi.

Even now, for the first time, he used the real martial arts seven-block array.

Even the weapons were destroyed.

The Taoist laughed.

His expression was extremely serious.

It was as if he wanted to tear Lin Pingzhi apart.

"kill!"

He gave a loud drink.

Holding the broken sword in his hand, he put all his eggs in one basket.

Kill towards Lin Pingzhi.

Song Yuanqiao is dumbfounded?

What is this!

Didn't you say you're back?

Why do you still have to go up?

"Laugh at Junior Brother!"

Song Yuanqiao shouted hastily.

Want to stop laughing Taoist.

However, Taoist Laughing has already blinded his mind at this moment.

He didn't hear Song Yuanqiao's call at all.

All he wanted was to kill the man in front of him.

"Oh, jumping beam clown!"

Lin Pingzhi chuckled lightly.

He swept Ye's legs with a whirlwind.

Kicked on the chest of Taoist Laughing.

"puff!"

The laughing Taoist spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out backwards.

Lin Pingzhi didn't look at Taoist Xiao anymore.

Instead, he looked at Zhang Ruoxu.

He didn't kill Taoist Xiao just now.

I just wanted to see what Zhang Ruoxu's attitude would be.

When I wanted to kill Yin Liting before.

Zhang Ruoxu showed his momentum and stopped him.

Now he didn't intend to kill Xiao Taoist, so Zhang Ruoxu didn't move.

Lin Pingzhi also roughly knew Zhang Ruoxu's bottom line.

"Brother Laugh!"

Ling Xuan looked at the unconscious Daoist Laughing and wailed.

He looked back at Zhang Ruoxu.