He knew that this was a critical moment, and as long as he was intimidated, these three people would definitely pounce on him like hungry wolves.

Only when the momentum increases can there be hope of retreating.

"This sword..."

Xu Xiaoshou tilted his head, thought about it for a long time, and said slowly: "A lesson."

Zhang Taiying clenched his fists and almost jumped out again on the spot. Fortunately, Zhang Zhongmou took action this time and restrained him directly.

"Calm down, this guy doesn't dare to mess around."

"He also knows that this sword will definitely alarm the city lord's palace. If he doesn't retreat, it will probably be difficult to retreat. He must leave at this time!"

"Wait a little longer!" Zhang Chongmou said.

Zhang Taiying replied angrily: "But the Zhang family allows him to come and go as he pleases? After this sword attack, what do people think of my Zhang family? How do they think of me, Zhang Taiying?!"

Zhang Chongmou sighed.

"Tolerate!"

"Forbearance a moment, calm, take a step back, a brighter future."

"The Sutra Pavilion is gone and can be rebuilt."

"If you really want to fight again, not to mention the two thrones, are you sure you can take this sword alone?"

Zhang Taiying was silent.

He gritted his teeth, and his gums were bleeding.

Xu Xiaoshou smiled casually, his vision was blurred, but he still took out the Yuanfu from his arms.

"At that time, I said it."

"I came here this time just to get something from your Sutra Pavilion. If you don't listen, there is nothing I can do about it."

Xu Xiaoshou looked at Zhang Chongmou and said word by word.

He really didn't talk like this to kill people, but because he really couldn't hold on to his words.

If it hadn't been for "life and death", he would have passed out.

Everyone watched Xu Xiaoshou talking to the air on one side, wondering what he was going to do, until the guy spread out his Yuanfu.

Gathering the last bit of energy in his body, Xu Xiaoshou's spiritual thoughts expanded instantly, directly covering half of the Sutra-Tibetan Pavilion that fell to the ground!

The faces of the three people in the Zhang family tightened, as if they realized something at the same time.

"No!"

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head slowly, squinted his eyes, and said solemnly to the air: "It's too late."

After saying this, Yuan Mansion had a flash of inspiration, and the half-tower sutra-storage pavilion on the ground, which was several stories high, disappeared!
Chapter completed!