Looking at the several disciples who were laughing heartily, Wang Chuyi, who was dragging his heavy and soaked long clothes, screamed worriedly.
Um?
Madam Fang Yaoyao, who was standing in the middle of the gate, looked at the flustered Wang Chuyi.
This little baby is the little follower of his son Tang Shan. He is usually very stable. Why are you afraid of Zhang Xiao getting up today?
And instead of being with Tang Shan, all his clothes were soaked, and he was as embarrassed as a drowned rat.
Fortunately, it’s this doll. It’s really unimaginable if Tang Shan looks like this...
Fang Yaoyao shook her head gently, getting rid of the terrifying thoughts in her mind, and turned to look at Zhang Xiao again, the little beast.
Phew, at this moment, the black hair on Zhang Xiao's forehead was blown away by the fist wind of the Tang family disciple.
However, on that thin yellow face, there were faint gray lines surging, and there was no trace of panic in the past.
Um?
This disciple of the Tang family felt a slight suddenness in his heart. He seemed to sense that something was not right. He increased the strength of his left fist a little, and hurriedly raised the long knife in his right hand slightly to prevent it.
Unprepared.
"Haha, that's it?"
On the face that should have been fearful, unexpectedly, there was a strong sense of ridicule.
Zhang Xiao looked at this disciple, the second oldest member of the Wang family, with disdain on his face.
The index finger and thumb pinched the sleeve of the second child of the Wang family in disgust. The second child of the Wang family didn't even know when Zhang Xiao came to his side and was pulled by these two fingers.
Phew, the long and thin body suddenly lost control and staggered forward.
Buzz, a shoe sole covered in mud and dung, like a scorpion's tail, accurately bounced high, right up to Wang Laoer's cheek.
"No, I can't hide anymore, now..."
Bang, a dull sound sounded, like a piece of dead pork being thrown to the ground.
Before the second child of the Wang family could finish his thoughts, he was hit hard by the sole of his shoe.
Boom, after an arc, the second child of the Wang family flew straight up the nine steps and fell hard in front of the door.
Vomit·········Poof······.
A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out, mixed with small white stones, leaving everyone stunned on the spot.
"This, how is this possible? Wang Laoer is a fifth-level psychic, and he actually..."
"Tooth, Brother Wang, your tooth has been knocked out."
"Hmm...it hurts. How many teeth have been lost?"
The green cloth shook, and the second child of the Wang family covered his mouth, sat up from the ground, and looked at the ground in pain.
"Haha, don't worry, there aren't nine. Old..., it's my first time to punch someone's teeth. I have no experience, and I only knocked out three."
Zhang Xiao raised his eyebrows and looked at the nine steps that were insurmountable in the past, feeling high-spirited.
"Hey, Zhang Xiao, it seems that Aunt Fang didn't train you in vain on weekdays. She collected dead cow bones every day to strengthen the muscles, bones and skin, and you can actually defeat the disciples of the fifth realm of psychics."
Fang Yaoyao also noticed something was wrong, raised her brows, and looked at Zhang Xiao in surprise.
"Psychic Five? Huh, Aunt Fang? Huh..."
"Be brave. After defeating Second Brother Wang, you think you are invincible, but you are actually rude to Madam?"
Cang, before Zhang Xiao finished speaking, a disciple hurriedly drew out his long sword and stared at Zhang Xiao with a pair of big eyes, filled with murderous intent.
"That's right, this kind of little beast that doesn't understand etiquette can be killed. Madam, please give the order."
The three disciples standing aside could not see Zhang Xiao at all, and they felt a little proud.
The three long knives emitted a faint light and were pointed steadily at Zhang Xiao.
Buzz, the long whip is like a spiritual snake circling in the air. With the sound of wind, it draws a semicircle in the air and slowly falls.
"Okay, you three, go and give it to me, madam, to cut off this boy's right hand. His surname is not Zhang, and he is not from my Tang family, so you are welcome."
"You're welcome. Cut off your right hand?"
Zhang Xiao's eyes turned cold and he looked at Aunt Fang, who was aloof and wearing heavy makeup, with endless hatred in his heart.
In the past, he was beaten mercilessly and even without food. Today, he had to cut off his right hand just for beating a disciple of the Tang family, and he said he was not polite?
"Senior, please be sure to leave my palm print on that woman's face?"
"Haha, slap a woman? This old man really doesn't..., he is just a descendant of Tang Sanqiu, hehe."
In the midst of excitement, Wen Sangzi suddenly stopped and looked at Zhang Xiao's consciousness threateningly.
"However, you must first agree to me and accept me as your teacher, otherwise there will be no need to discuss anything else."
"Okay, okay, you can help me beat her first."
"good."
Wen Sangzi suddenly turned around with joy, but he didn't see a smile appear on the face of Zhang Xiao, who was originally honest and cowardly.
“Thousands of miles of rivers and seas connect, and the world of Kyushu is vast.”
The blue linen clothes were fluttering, and the slender figure was like a stream of winding streams, flexibly turning between heaven and earth.
It is also like a great river rushing at an extremely fast speed. The rivers and seas are connected to each other and the roads are wide.
The three disciples had just walked down six steps from the steps when Zhang Xiao's body appeared in front of them first.
Phew, a breeze blew the blue cloth clothes of the three disciples.
In the blink of an eye, the ancient beast embroidered on the blue cloth twisted and deformed. Three figures came and went faster. At the same time, three more arcs suddenly appeared in the mid-air.
Dong-dong-dong, three muffled sounds sounded.
Puff puff, streaks of bright red blood spurted out, and the originally strong teeth appeared on the flawless white steps along with the bloody blood.
"Hmm? One, two..."
"No need to count, there are two pills for each of the three people, plus yours, there are nine pills in total."
Before the voice of the second eldest son of the Wang family could be heard, Zhang Xiao, who was in the middle of the steps, became very charming and looked at the second eldest son of the Wang family with a funny look.
"How can you, Zhang Xiao, use such authentic and pure steps?"
At this moment, Aunt Fang, who was in the middle of the door, shrank her pupils and looked at Zhang Xiao in disbelief.
"Hey, young master, I learned it by myself in my sleep, under the guidance of an expert. What, Aunt Fang, do you want to learn? Actually..."
Zhang Xiao looked at Fang Yaoyao, deliberately hesitated to speak, and looked at Fang Yaoyao meaningfully.
"Actually what?"
"Actually, you don't have to be polite. I'll cut off your right hand and I'll teach you."
"Unbridled..." When Fang Yaoyao heard this, she was immediately furious and shouted angrily. Her plump body suddenly started to tremble.
"Go and call the elders."
But soon, to Zhang Xiao's surprise, Aunt Fang was not in a hurry to take action.
"Mom, be careful, Zhang Xiao is very different, he may have been taken away."
At this moment, a red figure appeared, all wet, looking as embarrassed as possible.
"Shan'er? Zhang Xiao did this?"
Aunt Fang looked at the red figure, and the familiar face was full of embarrassment and humiliation.
This expression immediately stung Aunt Fang's heart and cleared away all reason.
With endless anger, as if he wanted to burn the Tang family's gate and ancient beast statues to pieces, Fang Yaoyao angrily raised the whip in his hand.