Wu Wanchuan took Old Shen’s hiking pole to fight with the Little Dragon King. The Little Dragon King looked at him with contempt: "Please, can you find a decent thing when you fight? You use that old man’s crutch to scare me. Are you here to make fun of it?"

"Funny? I don't know." Wu Wanchuan sneered and took out a sword from the hiking pole. The cold light flashed and the sword energy was so powerful.

"Hmm?" The little dragon king was shocked. He didn't expect that the hiking pole could hide weapons. Why is the aura of this weapon so familiar? It seems...

Wu Wanchuan waved his sword twice in front of the little dragon king. The little dragon king obviously saw Wu Wanchuan swinging two sword energy.

"How about it, Little Dragon King, do you still think I'm here to make fun of it now?" Wu Wanchuan pointed at the little Dragon King with no murderous intent in his eyes.

"You will know if it's funny in a while." The little dragon king snapped his fingers, two water dragons emerged from the sea wall behind him, and flew towards Wu Wanchuan with his mouth wide open. "You destroy these two water dragons first, and then fight me." The little dragon king hugged his shoulders, rose to Wu Wanchuan, and looked down at the two water dragons fighting Wu Wanchuan.

"It's interesting, Little Dragon King, don't keep your word in a while." Wu Wanchuan smiled confidently, waved his sword and fought with two water dragons. The two water dragons besieged Wu Wanchuan alone, and they actually fought hard to solve. Looking at Wu Wanchuan again, he waved his sword casually, and his expression seemed very relaxed, which was no problem at all.

"It seems that I can't keep you anymore." The little dragon king Bai Musheng waved his hands and two more water dragons flew out of the sea wall to join the battlefield. This time Wu Wanchuan obviously couldn't resist it anymore, so he could only support him and wait for Lu Dazhuang to invite the reinforcements.

"Or, two more?" The little dragon king smiled. In fact, he was quite shocked. According to his imagination, it was already very difficult for Wu Wanchuan to catch the attack of two water dragons. He should be defeated immediately with the four water dragons, but everything in front of him was beyond his imagination. So, he made up his mind and waved his hand and four water dragons emerged from the sea wall.

Seeing that Wu Wanchuan was in bad momentum, it was important to save his life now. He took back the sword of the stick and shouted loudly. The true energy in his body began to riot. After a while, Wu Wanchuan's hair turned gray and his whole body seemed to be on fire. His eyes no longer had black pupils, but instead turned red.

Wu Wanchuan made seals with both hands and shouted "Sacrifice" in his mouth. He saw Wu Wanchuan's arms lit up, and a small copper bell flew out of his clothes and floated in front of Wu Wanchuan.

"Soul-Suppressing" Wu Wanchuan slapped the soul-Suppressing bell with his right hand, and he heard the bell making a sound that was no less than a temple bell. The sound was like an explosion shock wave, and waves of impacted the eight water dragons surrounding Wu Wanchuan. After the three bells, the eight water dragons were all shaken and turned into rain and hit the ground.

When the little dragon king heard the bell, he felt a buzzing sound in his head and subconsciously covered his ears, but the bell kept drilling into his head, almost breaking him down.

After the little dragon king's tossing, the sea wall behind him naturally couldn't hold on and collapsed instantly, turning their feet into a part of the Bohai Sea.

Seeing that Wu Wanchuan had achieved his goal, he took back the soul-squeezing bell and turned into his original appearance. He stood in the air and gasped heavily. The move just now would lose his life for one year after using it. Although it was nothing to people like them, the feeling was still very uncomfortable.

At this moment, a white light flashed and Tang Xuance appeared in the middle of the battlefield. Looking at the mess in the scene, he was really confused. How much resentment would he have to be so made?

"Ahem, Senior Brother Xuan Ce, you're a little late. I've already solved the matter of the little dragon king. I've left the rest to you." After Wu Wanchuan said this, he fell down. Tang Xuance saw that it was not good, so he hurriedly hugged Wu Wanchuan and Dadi. "Leave it to me, I will do this properly."

Putting Wu Wanchuan in a safe place, Tang Xuance returned and looked at the little dragon king who was holding his head and shouting in pain. He didn't know what to say for a moment. Just when he was in a dilemma, a taxi was parked nearby. Tang Xuance turned around and looked at the taxi vigilantly. He felt a strong aura from the car. At the same time, he also saw Xin Hao sitting in the passenger seat. The man in the driver's seat looked a little familiar, but he didn't look very familiar.

The car door opened, and the driver got off, walked to the hiking pole left by Wu Wanchuan, bent down and picked it up: "It's a waste to throw such a good thing away, Tang Xuance, then!" As he spoke, Baiyi threw the sword of the stick upwards, and Tang Xuance grabbed it: "Master? Why did you become like this?"

"You have seen it so many times, and you've asked, OK, just leave this dragon to me. Go and clear out all the reporters around you. I don't want anyone to see us." After that, the white clothes floated up and floated closer to the little dragon king Bai Musheng, and slapped him in the face.

The little dragon king felt a strong force coming from outside, and then the buzzing sound in his head disappeared. He took off his hand covering his ears. The little dragon king let out a sigh of relief, and then his heart rose again. In front of him was a man who had scared him for the rest of his life. Before he could react, the white-clothed slap arrived.

With a crisp "bang", the little dragon king was covered with slap. No one had ever hit him, especially in the face. But today the man in front of him actually hit him, which was unbearable. The little dragon king wanted to fight back, and a bad right hook punched Bai Yi's face. Bai Yi blocked his arm and hit Bai Yi's fist on Bai Yi's arm. Bai Yi's expression was very relaxed, and Xiaolong King's facial features were twisted.

"Why are your arms so hard?" The little dragon king withdrew his hand, and the expression on his face was very exciting.

"You mean this." Baiyi lifted her sleeves and revealed the iron arm guard he wore on his arm.

The little dragon king greeted the eight generations of the white-clothed ancestors in his heart. Who knew that this guy was wearing armor. There was armor on his arms, but there shouldn't be no on his stomach. Thinking of this, the little dragon king used his other hand to hit Baiyi's belly.

"It's interesting." Baiyi suddenly smiled. The little dragon king was stunned when he looked at Baiyi's smile. Then he heard a sound of breaking through the air in his ears. He turned his head and saw that his hair had fallen a few strands, and the incision was very neat, which showed how sharp the White Yi threw out the hidden weapon.

The little dragon king twitched his lips: "Let's fight and don't bring hidden weapons, your position in my heart has collapsed suddenly."

"You can't control it, I'm happy." Baiyi stopped and the little dragon king breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could fall down, Baiyi lifted the clothes and took out two very strange weapons from his waist. The weapons were the same as the crescent moons of the first month, but they were just one long and one short. The long part sharpened the inverted blade (the blade is on the back of the knife) and the short one wrapped in black cloth was where people control weapons. This weapon had a name, called Ziwu Yuanyang Yue.

When the little dragon king saw this weapon, he completely gave up his resistance and directly raised his hand to surrender: "Dear father, grandpa, I will never dare to make trouble again. I'll spare me, okay? I don't want to be beaten by Ziwu Yuanyangyue. My father was beaten by this, and it's not getting better yet." The little dragon king was almost crying. How could this monster in Baiyi be in Tianjin? His plan was broken today.

"What does it have to do with me? I have taken away my magical powers and go back and prepare to be punished by heaven." Baiyi saw that the little dragon king had surrendered, so she was too lazy to take action. She waved her hand and landed on the ground.

Back at the car, Baiyi turned around and looked at the little dragon king with pity, got in, started the car and left.

Tang Xuance had already come back, holding many cameras, mobile phones, and even recorders in his hand. He threw them into the sea without looking at the little dragon king, picked up Wu Wanchuan and followed the taxi that had already walked far away.

The little dragon king sighed decadently, and the water dragon flying inland dissipated into a heavy rain falling on the ground. The sea water receded, revealing the already devastated port. After doing these things, the little dragon king plunged into the water. He wanted to go back to the Dragon Palace to wait for the punishment given to him.

Two flowers bloomed, each with one branch. Baiyi drove back to Jinjiang Inn, but drove straight to the hospital where Mr. Shen was staying. Xinhao was a little puzzled: "Master, how did you know Mr. Shen live here? Everything about him is kept secret."

"Hmph, it's not easy for me to find someone." Bai Yi curled her lips.

"Do you have a way to save him?" Xinhao's eyes lit up. Since the master drove there, there should be a way to cure Mr. Shen.

"It's not that I have a way. You have always held the spiritual medicine in your hands, but you just dare not use it." Bai Yi said ambiguously, and Xin Hao felt confused for a moment.

Without books all the way, they arrived at the hospital soon. The two got off the car and Tang Xuance also arrived. Under Tang Xuance's leadership, they arrived at Mr. Shen's ward.

As soon as he entered the ward, a little nurse came to his face and hit Baiyi. The little nurse looked up at Baiyi, and her little face was suddenly red, and she left as if she was escaping with her head down.

"What's the situation?" Bai Yi frowned and turned around to ask Tang Xuance. Tang Xuance said the previous story. Of course, he jumped over the beating of Mr. Shen, after all, Mr. Shen is a person who wants face.

"I would have known that I wouldn't save his daughter." Bai Yi looked regretful after hearing this, then returned to normal and walked into the ward.

When he walked to Mr. Shen, Baiyi looked down at Mr. Shen in a coma: "You should have had a rest for a while, but things cannot be as wished by others. Wake up. Tang Xuance, you are the most poisonous bottle of corpse oil, take it over."

"Ah. Master, that thing is very poisonous. Are you sure you want to use it for Mr. Shen?" Tang Xuance said hesitantly. In fact, he had thought about using corpse oil before, but later he thought that he would be cured and then he gave up on this idea. Today, the master said it and he wanted to try it, but he was really afraid that something would happen.

"If you ask you to take it, just take it." Xinhao urged from the side.

"Okay." Tang Xuance took out a small bottle wrapped in silk from his arms and handed it to Baiyi. Baiyi took it, peeled off the silk, pulled out the plug, and an extremely unpleasant smell rose into the sky, and soon the whole house was filled with this smell.
Chapter completed!