"Um~ Brother Jiang is so fierce now?"
Zhang Xuanling was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhu Youwen suspiciously, somewhat unconvinced.
Although he knew that a monster like Jiang Yunqing could not be treated with common sense, this was too outrageous.
He broke through the sixth level of Wu Lei Tian Xin Jue, and with his martial arts skills, except for a few people in this world, it must be difficult to find an opponent.
And Zhu Youwen is one of those few people. If Zhu Youwen is like a child in the hands of Brother Jiang, wouldn't he...
"I don't know exactly how strong he is. I can't make him go all out. It's rumored that he performed a shocking sword move outside Luzhou City. Two swords broke through thousands of Zhu Youzhen's shield soldiers. The last time he fought with me, he didn't do anything at all. Use a sword!"
Zhu Youwen shook his head. He sounded discouraged, but there was a burning warmth in his eyes.
It is the loneliest thing to be in the cold at high places. This kind of pursuit with a clear goal will only make him feel passionate!
"Okay! His Shennong Jue is not good at fighting. If he can play with you without his superb swordsmanship, it only means that his skill has reached an extremely terrifying level. I'm afraid he will catch up with you." Yuan Tiangang is gone."
Thinking of Yuan Tiangang, Zhang Xuanling couldn't help but look forward to it, and said: "Tsk, tsk, a monster, a monster, these two people are facing each other, I am really looking forward to the final showdown between these two people!"
"Yes, I am also looking forward to it!"
Zhu Youwen clenched his fist suddenly, and strands of dark body-protecting Yin Qi squeezed out from between his fingers, as if there was something overwhelmed in his palm.
Judging from Zhu Youwen's eagerness to give it a try, it was no longer an expectation. It would be more accurate to say he was excited.
"Alas, it's useless to say this now. The decisive battle between the two of them will have to wait at least until Li Xingyun ascends the throne and proclaims himself emperor!"
Zhang Xuanling sighed. He actually wanted to know what role he would play in that battle.
With Jiang Yunqing's current strength and the terrifying growth rate of his strength, in a few years, they may not need their help to deal with Yuan Tiangang.
However, as the saying goes, king against king, against general. Since Jiang Yunqing faced Yuan Tiangang alone, they would naturally be the ones to deal with the bad guys under Yuan Tiangang.
Now he is not sure what kind of enemy he will face. The organization of bad guys is too mysterious. Only a few of the thirty-six captains of Tiangang have appeared.
The bad guys are, after all, minions of Yuan Tiangang. They were once an organization that worked for the royal family. There must be many masters. But I don’t know how many masters are hidden under Yuan Tiangang’s huge figure.
Haha, I just said that it is useless to talk too much, and now I am thinking nonsense here, really... ugh~
Putting aside these disturbing thoughts, Zhang Xuanling made an invitation gesture to Zhu Youwen and headed outside the hospital: "Let's go! Go to the martial arts field."
"Okay, take care of your son first, and then you!"
Zhu Youwen nodded and walked towards the outside of the hospital eagerly.
Zhang Xuanling behind him suddenly darkened his face, and suddenly had the urge to attack Zhu Youwen from behind and blow up Zhu Youwen's red head. He really wanted to see what was in this guy's head. It was really annoying. .
Forget it, forget it, I am a Heavenly Master, I have to pay attention to the image of the Tianshi Mansion, well, I have to pay attention to the image.
After admonishing himself in his mind for a while, Zhang Xuanling suppressed the urge to blow Zhu Youwen's head off, entered the room and shouted: "Son, let's go to the martial arts field and meet the masters of other martial arts!"
In the room, two pairs of eyes looked at each other. Zhang Xuanling's tone couldn't help but hesitate, and he didn't know how to organize his subsequent words.
Zhang Zifan looked at Xu Huan beside him with an inquiring look: "Mom, I..."
"Go! This opportunity is rare, don't miss it!" Xu Huan said softly. She knew who the so-called masters who practiced other skills were. The only other masters in Tianshi Mansion now were Ghost King Zhu Youwen, and no other masters. People.
The Ghost King is a master at the same level as Xuan Ling. There are not many people in the world. If you can get some guidance from such a master, you can't miss it.
Zhang Xuanling scratched his head and was about to speak when he was stared back by Xu Huan's fierce eyes.
"Forget it this time, if there is a next time, I will settle the accounts with you!"
After saying these harsh words, he turned around and poured the two bowls of wine back into the wine jar, then left with the wine jar.
Zhang Zifan and Zhang Xuanling, father and son, listened to the sound of wine rippling in the wine jar and continuously slapping against the walls of the jar. They couldn't help but feel a little regretful and heartache in their hearts.
One didn't take a sip, and the other only took a sip. It's really...
"Alas~"
The father and son sighed in unison, looked at each other, and Zhang Xuanling suddenly asked: "Son, what did your mother say to you? Didn't you sell me?"
"That's not possible. I remember what you said. It goes in one ear and comes out in this ear. You don't know what problems you encounter!"
Zhang Zifan shook his head repeatedly, then pointed to his left ear, and then to his right ear.
"Well, yes, he is my good son. Next time I have a chance, I will definitely take you to have a drink!"
Patting Zhang Zifan on the shoulder, Zhang Xuanling nodded with satisfaction and made a promise next time.
"hey-hey······"
Zhang Zifan smiled a little flattered, but in his heart he had two thoughts: "Listen to his mother" and "Continue fooling around with his father", trying to decide the outcome.
Before the two thoughts could decide the winner, he was already carried to the martial arts arena by his father.
The disciples who were practicing in the martial arts arena had already retreated and were watching around. My mother, Xu Huan, was also watching from a distance. It seemed that she had already disposed of the jar of wine.
On the martial arts stage, there was Zhu Youwen. His red hair and red beard were dancing in the wind, like a burning flame. His black armor was shining in the sun. He looked absolutely extraordinary!
"Come up! My time is precious. After I deal with you, I have to deal with your father later!"
Zhu Youwen raised his head slightly, his eyes drooped, and looked at Zhang Zifan with contempt.
Such a dismissive attitude immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of many disciples of the Tianshi Mansion, but under Xu Huan's scolding, silence fell instantly.
"Go! Remember to go all out and don't hold anything back!"
Zhang Xuanling took the black iron fan handed by a Tianshi Mansion disciple on the side, put it into Zhang Zifan's hand, and then pushed it on his back.
Zhang Zifan staggered forward a few steps, then came to his senses, stabilized his figure, weighed the black iron fan in his hand, looked at Zhu Youwen on the martial arts stage, and a fighting spirit immediately rose in his eyes.
He, of course, also wants to meet the masters outside!
His figure swept forward, and he was in front of the stage. He tapped his toes lightly on the ground, climbed up quickly, and then landed on the martial arts stage.
Holding the black iron fan in his fist, he bowed slightly towards Zhu Youwen who was opposite him.
"Zhang Zifan of Tianshi Mansion, please give me some advice from the Ghost King!"
Some people died, but not completely...
