Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Lin Pingzhi withdrew his sword intent at this time.

"That's right, I'm next to Su Mingyue!" Lin Pingzhi shouted.

Zhong Wugu was startled.

Zhong Wugu is no stranger to the name Su Mingyue.

The old swordsman wanted to lure Su Mingyue into the Ghost Villa because of his outstanding martial arts skills at a young age.

"It turned out to be the famous Mr. Mingyue." Zhong Wugu had a smile on his face, "Below Zhong Wugu, I will be the leader of the Black Tiger Gang."

Xiao Wu looked at Zhong Wugu whose face was changing constantly, and had a particularly bad impression of him.

Earlier, he wanted to do something to his master.

"Aren't you the Sick Cat Gang? When did you become the Black Tiger Gang!" Xiao Wu said coldly.

Zhong Wugu didn't notice Xiao Wu before.

At this time, when Xiao Wu mentioned the sick cat gang, he quickly looked at Xiao Wu.

He didn't expect that it was the little girl who said she was the sick cat gang in Huashan again.

Zhong Wugu was furious in his heart.

It doesn't matter to say that he is Zhong Wugu, but it doesn't matter to say that the Black Tiger Gang is a sick cat gang.

The kindness in Zhong Wugu's eyes completely disappeared.

"Since Mr. Mingyue has no way to discipline his servants, then Zhong will discipline and discipline for you." Zhong Wugu clenched his fists tightly and directly blasted towards Xiaowu.

He originally thought that the old swordsman wanted to take Su Mingyue into the ghost villa, so he treated him with kind words.

But Xiao Wu's words angered him.

Now he wants to see if this Su Mingyue is really as powerful as the rumors in the world, and if he can protect the little girl behind him!

Ximen Chuuxue and Mu Renqing are not here, you Su Mingyue is so young, how strong is your martial arts!

Zhong Wugu looked at Lin Pingzhi with fierce eyes.

Seeing that Zhong Wugu dared to attack Xiao Wu, Lin Pingzhi was furious.

"Humph!"

The Weeping Blood Sword pierced directly with the Miao family's swordsmanship.

This was the first time Lin Pingzhi used it after learning Miao Renfeng's Miao family sword technique.

It has to be said that the Miao family's swordsmanship is indeed a top-notch swordsmanship, not weaker than the Hu family's swordsmanship.

Zhong Wugu was startled.

He is an abandoned disciple of Wudang.

But also stayed in Wudang for many years.

He can recognize the martial arts of most sects at a glance.

It's just that Zhong Wugu couldn't see Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship.

Lin Pingzhi's sword used the essence of the Miao family's swordsmanship.

The power is even more precise and tricky than when Miao Renfeng used it.

Zhong Wugu could tell at a glance that this sword technique was extraordinary, but he didn't recognize it.

"What kind of martial arts are you!" Zhong Wugu said in astonishment.

"Guess?" Lin Pingzhi smiled.

Will I tell you that Miao Renfeng is my old father-in-law?

Let your Ghost Villa deal with my Fuwei Escort?

I'm not stupid.

Lin Pingzhi slashed away with his sword again.

Zhong Wugu originally wanted to speak, but facing Lin Pingzhi's sword, he could only forcefully swallow the words back.

He slapped out a Wudang cotton palm, trying to resist the blade of the Weeping Blood Sword.

But Lin Pingzhi drew a sword mark on his palm.

Zhong Wubone felt pain in his palm, and hurriedly backed away.

Lin Pingzhi hastily chased after him.

"Master Zhong, your ability to back off is like a sick cat." Lin Pingzhi sneered.

He struck straight at Zhong Wubone's chest with a sword.

If you dare to attack Xiao Wu, I will kill you!

Lin Pingzhi wanted to kill Zhong Wugu.

Seeing this, Zhong Wugu didn't dare to deal with it with his fleshy palm.