The short and thin mute servant stood on the long embankment, rubbed his hands, then put his hands into his cuffs, and looked deep at the healed space.

But in the hearts of most people who participated in the battle, this scene was extremely absurd. The old groom who could not make a fuck even if these sticks were beaten, actually exiled a small world to the void with his terrifying power?

What a terrible strong man is this? But such a strong man is actually like a mud-legged farmer in the mountains.

The strong confrontation made many people unable to relieve themselves for a while.

Little did he know that the mute servant at this moment was exactly the same as the Zhuxian Sword Master back then. This was also the influence of the Zhuxian Sword Master on the mute servant Xiao Huang all year round.

People just want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger...

After a moment of silence, everyone was awakened by the earth-shaking rumbling. The forest was trembling, and countless monsters rushed out from the depths of the forest.

"Beast Tide!"

"Damn it! Although I am not afraid of this beast tide, once I run out of the tide, I will suffer from the tide!"

Flashes of exclamations also sounded at the same time. Obviously, things like beast tide are a disaster no matter where they are, and a disaster for the weak.

At this time, in the void, the mute servant suddenly lowered his head, looked at the trembling earth and the tide of beasts that were gradually gathering together, and suddenly stepped on the earth!

A terrifying pressure fell out of thin air, and a loud bang suppressed the earth. In the depths of the earth, there was a constant muffled sound.

It was the dull sound of the earth vein qi being forcibly trampled on.

One kick, the earth is under pressure!

As the mute servant stepped out, the tremor of the earth gradually subsided. In the demonic aura of soaring into the sky, the mute servant let out a long roar like a dragon and a horse, and the monsters all over the mountains and fields suddenly roared, and the original formation was chaotic in a panic.

The beast tide just scattered like a tiger and a tiger and a tiger and a tiger and a tiger and a tiger and a

"Damn it, I'm stepping on the ground and suppressing the earth's veins. Isn't this a member of the Qilin clan, right?"

"No, the Qilin is a divine beast in heaven and earth. It is full of demonic spirit and grandeur. It will not be as sharp as this one."

"It's probably awesome to be unlucky if it's not Qilin. I didn't see that even the Holy Land and the Ancient Family wanted to sell his face?"

"Yes, this level is no longer something we can participate in. No matter what your ideas you make, I will withdraw first."

During a small riot, the strong men of the two tribes of the shemale and demons in the entire mountain range actually scattered birds and beasts.

Wang Zheng, who had been awakened by the power of the mute servant's vast power, couldn't help but laugh when he heard the words between them:

"Qilin? I don't know how much worse his legs are than Qilin. But after following a good master, Qilin may not be able to beat him!"

Looking at the people in the passage where birds and beasts scattered, Lao Li said that the baby was in pain, but the baby still dared not run away.

When Lao Li was thinking about the scene where Wang Zheng was carrying a sword box, his body was filled with sound waves and various sword intents spreading, he was helpless. The first time he heard that a sword cultivator had mastered so many sword intents, and could release the sword intent at the same time.

Faced with such a monster, it is difficult for me to run away.

"Life...hard" Old Li sighed deeply.

After exiling the small world of Zhuxian Sword Master to the infinite void, the horrorous aura of the mute servant dissipated and appeared quietly behind Lao Zhou, like a loyal servant and a loving elder.

But Zhou Yushan looked thoughtful at this moment and did not notice the appearance of the mute servant. However, Wang Zheng saw his condition and spoke first:

"What? I'm still thinking about Senior Zhuxian Sword Master?"

When Old Zhou heard this, he came to his senses and smiled bitterly: "Uncle Huang Jiu's life is poor, but he lives a very casual life and never likes to stay in one place.

If he were alive, he would probably have never known which corner of the void to run to. It’s just a pity that time has passed, and the only legend left in the name of Zhuxian Sword Lord.

No one in the world can see the power of Zhuxian Sword Master with one sword. Many people even forgot the name Zhuxian Sword Master.”

Hearing this, Wang Zheng glanced at Old Li with some surprise. This old man was chasing stars, and many people forgot the name of Zhuxian Sword Lord. He is so good. His appearance is like a brainless fan when talking about Zhuxian Sword Lord.

Lao Zhou was very melancholy, as if it was because of Lao Zhou's melancholy that the dry old face of the mute servant once again showed a look of recollection.

At this time, Wang Zheng smiled mysteriously and said, "In fact, it is very simple to remind the world of the story of Zhu Xian Sword Master again."

As soon as Wang Zheng finished speaking, Zhou Yushan and the mute servant suddenly looked up. Seeing Wang Zheng's familiar expression, Zhou Yushan suddenly curled his lips: "Film a movie, right? Tell me, what's your idea? My Uncle Huang Jiu's story is not easy to shoot, and even if it is filmed, you don't have the cultivation level of my Uncle Huang Jiu, and I'm afraid you will offend many people."

"Haha, it's true that you can't hide it from you, Lao Zhou." Wang Zheng was not surprised by Lao Zhou's discovery. After all, Lao Zhou and Wang Zheng have worked together more than once, and even Wang Zheng's smile is exactly the same as when he fooled Lao Zhou to shoot the fairy sword.

"However, I didn't say I wanted to film the story of Zhu Xian Sword Master." Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows, smiling.

"If you don't film my Uncle Huang Jiu's story, how can you make Uncle Huang Jiu famous again?" Old Zhou frowned without surprise.

On the contrary, Wang Zheng looked relaxed: "The style of the senior Zhuxian Sword Master is too terrifying. I can't restore such a scene for the time being, but we can change the angle to shoot it."

Wang Zheng raised the Zhuxian Sword Master high in his words and answered Lao Zhou with the reason that Zhuxian Sword Master was too strong. In fact, it was mainly because this guy was too lazy. How difficult was it to write a play? How could there be a ready-made copy of the article?

Moreover, the ready-made works have been tested and absolutely popular. As long as you modify them slightly, they will definitely conform to the three views of monks in the Tianyuan World.

Facing the mysterious Wang Zheng, Lao Zhou was even more confused: "What does it mean to change the angle?"

Wang Zheng smiled mysteriously and said, "This is kept confidential for the time being, you will know it in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zheng felt a surge of pressure suddenly coming from the mute servant. He turned around and saw that the mute servant was no longer Gujing Wubo, but instead became serious:

"Film filming? Are the things the young master showed me?"

With the overwhelming pressure, Wang Zheng's expression remained unchanged and he nodded slowly.

After obtaining Wang Zheng's confirmation, the mute servant suddenly realized his incompetence, suppressed his pressure, and said unquestionably: "Then I will also participate."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zheng looked at the mute servant seriously.

The mute servant cannot be said to be unpretentious, but it is absolutely ordinary, with his yellowed skin covered with gullies and he bent over and hunched back, like an old farmer.

Such an image is definitely not suitable for playing those important roles. But there is one role that is very suitable.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng nodded, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Okay."
Chapter completed!