Swordsman who started from one person

Zhang Muzhi knew that this game belonged to him, but he didn't end immediately, but went in the direction of the old man.

"Grandpa, I won't make it difficult for you to clean him up."

The role of Wang Bing can be said to be one of the characters he hated the most when he was chasing fans, so he is preparing for this game to exercise his muscles.

"It's okay, just do what you want. If something happens, don't talk about your grandfather, I will take care of it for you even as an old man."

Before the old heavenly master could answer, Lu Jin on the side answered him. Lu Jin has long been disgusted with this kid, he looks like a heavenly king, but Naihe is a junior, so he can't say anything.

"Well, that's fine."

After getting the answer, Zhang Muzhi turned around and was about to enter the venue.

"Get a stretcher ready for your grandson, I promise I won't play him to death."

Passing by Wang Ai, Zhang Muzhi whispered something to him.

"Boy, you"

For someone else, Wang Ai could still threaten a few words, but Zhang Muzhi has nothing to do. Zhang Muzhi is strong in himself, and there is an old master standing behind him. He called Wang yesterday and didn't want to compete today, but he didn't listen.

"Game start."

As soon as the start of the match was announced, Zhang Muzhi appeared next to Wang Bing, and he slapped him on the face, sending Wang Bing flying several meters away.

"Do you know who I am? You dare to be like this."

Wang Bing got up from the ground with blood on the corner of his mouth and said with a slurred cheek.

Zhang Muzhi acted as if he didn't hear him, and then stepped forward to give him a "warm heart". This time Wang didn't fly, but rolled out on the ground like a ball. Before he stopped, Zhang Muzhi Appeared in the direction he wanted to go, followed by a kick to make him roll in the other direction.

"This bastard."

Seeing his beloved grandson being kicked like a ball, Wang Ai almost fainted out of breath in the audience.

After kicking for a while, Zhang Muzhi felt that it was boring, so Zhang Muzhi let Wang Bing roll to the side. At this time, Wang Bing's face was swollen like a pig's head, but he was not seriously injured, and he was very conscious.

"I'll give you a chance to use all your abilities."

Zhang Muzhi bent down and looked at Wang Bing who was lying on the ground.

At this moment, Wang Bin's face was so swollen that he wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak. He just waited to get up silently and use Ju Ling to send generals, and directly said that a spirit body was forcibly attached to his body.

The face that was originally swollen into a pig's head is also better, at least now I can see the human form.

"Feng Xingtong is wrong, he should obediently give me the Snake Fairy, you Zhang Muzhi is wrong, I don't plan to be a master, I just want Tongtianlu, you should fulfill me, Lu Jin is also wrong, why should Take out the Tongtianlu as a prize, the grandfather is also wrong, he shouldn't let me participate in the competition, but go directly to that old guy Lu Jin to ask for it, all of you are wrong, you shouldn't be against me, wrong, They are all wrong, there should be no existence in this world that disobeys me, and this world should be born to welcome me."

After being raped by something, Wang Bing yelled heart-piercingly, a strong resentment emanated from his whole body.

Wang Bing's words made Zhang Muzhi feel sick, and it was the first time that Zhang Muzhi became murderous, so much so that he even took out his long sword.

The aura generated at the moment of holding the sword spread to the surroundings and directly washed away the qi on Wang Bing's body, and everyone in the venue felt the cold and biting killing intent.

"Damn it, Brother Mu is trying to kill all of us?"

Sensing the killing intent rushing towards his face, Zhang Chulan said worriedly, and at the same time, what he said was exactly what the others wanted to say.

"Old Tianshi, this bastard, is he really going to kill that kid here?"

Although he was shrouded in killing intent, Lu Jin was naturally not worried that Zhang Muzhi wanted to kill him, but he was a little worried that he would really kill the king.

The old master didn't answer Lu Jin's words, and he didn't know whether Zhang Muzhi would kill Wang Bing, because Zhang Muzhi was very sensible since he was a child, he knew what to do and what not to do, and he never let him worry about it .

"Old Heavenly Master, I beg you to let your grandson show mercy and let our boy go."

Others don't worry, Wang Ai can't help worrying, that is his favorite great-grandson, for his great-grandson, he still put down his old face and went to the old master to intercede.

"Muzhi, forget it, just teach him a lesson, let him live."

Since the old guys have come to intercede, this face is still to be given, the old Tianshi stood up and said to Zhang Muzhi in the audience.

Holding the sword, he turned around and glanced at the old master on the stage. Indeed, he just wanted to end Wang Bing with a sword. Now that the old man has stood up to speak, the old man has to give him face. After taking back the sword, Zhang Muzhi continued. The previous fighting style.

However, this time the force of attack is much higher than before, every time Wang Bing left some internal injuries more or less, it is impossible for this guy to be alive and kicking in a year or so, during which Wang Bing wanted to surrender, how could Zhang Muzhi Give him a chance to interrupt him every time he wants to make a sound, and the game is not over until Wang Bing is knocked unconscious by him alive.

Walking to the exit, he naturally met Wang Ai who came to pick up his grandson, Zhang Muzhi didn't even look at him.

Go straight back to the viewing platform and find Feng Baobao.Because there are only four people left in the next game, he, Feng Baobao, Zhang Chulan, and Zhang Lingyu.

"Feng Baobao, let's just retire. Let this kid compete with Zhang Lingyu. Don't try to help him get rid of Zhang Lingyu. That's the test grandpa left for him."

Straight to the point, he expressed his thoughts, and at the same time reminded Feng Baobao not to think about any tricks in the finals.

"Oh, it's worth it."

Feng Baobao looked at Zhang Chulan, nodded and agreed with Zhang Muzhi's proposal, and followed him to find the old heavenly master and tell the two of them their decision. Luo Tiandajiao's real purpose, and no longer objected, so Luo Tiandajiao only had the final match between Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu.

After doing all this, Zhang Muzhi felt relaxed. It was really troublesome. For the Luo Tian Dajiao that the old man prepared for Zhang Chulan, his grandson did a lot of work. In fact, in his opinion, it is nothing to pass on the position of celestial master to Zhang Lingyu. , that guy is a bit lacking in character, he is better than Zhang Chulan in Tianshifu, but no matter how good he is, he can't compare to Uncle Mi's plot promotion, and the aura of the protagonist is enough to clear all obstacles.

Enjoying the warm sunshine, he fell asleep before he knew it.

He didn't wake up until two outsiders walked up to him by accident.

A white-haired old man and a middle-aged man with facial paralysis searched his memory carefully, and he recognized these two people as friends of the old master.