What? Let me find a fairy to be my wife

The old man from the Xu family couldn't help but feel worried when he thought of this.

If this kid gets hurt, he'll probably have to let him recover.

This process is time-consuming.

If this kid gets scared after being beaten and doesn't want to compete with me when it's my turn, then I'll be at a big loss too.

When he thought of this, the ancestor of the Xu family felt extremely uncomfortable. This feeling of discomfort was many times more uncomfortable than killing himself.

He opened his mouth and quickly reminded: "Brother Mingling, this is my son-in-law of the Xu family, please don't be cruel."

However, all the words of the Xu family ancestor were blocked by Zhang Yu's formation.

It wasn't transmitted at all.

Zhang Yu watched all this.

Zhang Mingling had been hit by him several times.

But this doesn't seem to make his father feel what despair is.

Anyway, there are no fathers and sons on the battlefield, so let’s fight first and talk later.

When he thought of this, Zhang Yu’s kidney man mode was immediately turned on.

Two flowers bloom.

Waves of terrifying heat continued to spread throughout the body.

Zhang Mingling felt the even more terrifying energy from Zhang Yu, and he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.

This kid's strength seems to have become even more terrifying.

At this moment, Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Master Immortal, you were the one attacking just now, now it's my turn."

As he spoke, he had already come behind Zhang Mingling.

The black sword in his hand was put away and replaced by a mace with extremely sharp spikes.

Along with the appearance of this mace.

Zhang Yu immediately burst into laughter.

I said silently in my heart: "When I was a child, you treated me to fried pork with bamboo shoots. Now I treat you to shredded pork with green peppers."

"Reasonable!"

The mace in Zhang Yu's hand attacked Zhang Mingling directly with the power of thunder that could destroy everything.

Zhang Mingling waved his right hand, and an ultimate saintly power blocked everything.

But the next second, his strength was directly broken, and Zhang Yu hit him on the butt with a stick.

"Boom!" Zhang Mingling was knocked away by the blow.

An extremely burning pain came from his buttocks, a feeling that he was completely unable to adapt to.

Before he even stopped, Zhang Yu's numerous sticks attacked him like an overwhelming force.

Directly attacked.

The whole face and body were hit all over.

He couldn't resist Zhang Yu's attack of power containing the law of force at all.

His face was immediately bruised and swollen, and even using the power of a saint to restore his appearance was impossible.

Zhang Yu beat Zhang Mingling back and forth like playing volleyball.

Zhang Mingling's heart was filled with fear.

Can't resist.

He was unable to resist the opponent's strength.

How can this be?

How could his power be at the saint level? How could it be greater than mine?

This is impossible.

But the feeling of being beaten and ravaged was extremely real.

Under the opponent's attack, he didn't have the strength to fight back at all.

How can this be?

Along with this thought fell.

He mobilized the power of heaven and earth, lingering around himself, trying to block Zhang Yu's attack, but everything was false.

Zhang Yu created a clone.

He held the mace and beat him back and forth like he was playing baseball.

His power of heaven and earth was shattered the moment the baseball bat touched it.

All of them were shattered by Zhang Yu's law of force.

Zhang Yu watched all this with a faint smile on his lips.

Zhang Mingling was tortured to a pulp.

He waved his right hand again and said to Zhang Mingling: "Please stay here."

At this moment, Zhang Mingling's clothes were tattered and torn all around.

His whole body was bruised and his face was covered with blue and purple patches.

There is nothing good around.

Zhang Yu watched this scene with a smile on his face.

I am very satisfied and feel extremely happy.

Zhang Mingling sat in mid-air with an extremely gloomy look on his face.

Blood was still dripping from his body.

He looked at Zhang Yu and asked, "Who exactly is you, sir?"

"Why do you want to hide your strength and break into my Bixiatian?"

At this moment, he knew even then that he had been captured.

I also know how foolish and ignorant it is for me to choose one person to challenge the other person alone.

After all, for him, he was covered with wounds at the moment, had no strength at all, and was trapped by the other party.

Zhang Yu looked at Zhang Mingling and said with a smile: "Of course we are here to play!"

"Take good care of it and don't make any noise. I haven't had enough fun yet!" Zhang Yu finished speaking.

All the aura in his body disappeared.

The whole person returned to the appearance of a normal person.

At the same time, in front of Zhang Mingling, he changed into a man with a bruised face and injuries all over his body, but the injuries did not look too serious.

After Zhang Yu finished all this, he turned around and smiled at his father.

Then he pretended to have been beaten.

Walk out directly from the void.

The sky above the blue sky.

When Zhang Yu appeared, all the people in Bixiatian stood in mid-air and looked at Zhang Yu with a bruised face.

Everybody burst into laughter.

The old man of the Xu family's eyes also lit up.

"Kid, I'm glad you didn't get beaten to death."

Xu Qingyi looked at Zhang Yu with a hint of worry in her eyes, and she walked to Zhang Yu's side ignoring everyone present.

He looked at Zhang Yu and waved his right hand, wanting to heal Zhang Yu.

But how could Zhang Yu let Xu Qingyi heal him? What if he was healed?

Wouldn't that be boring?

How can you use yourself to catch crabs?

So no matter how Xu Qingyi tried to concentrate her spiritual power to repair Zhang Yu's wounds, it was of no use.

Xu Tutian, the ancestor of the Xu family next to him, smiled and said, "Qingyi, don't waste your energy."

"This kid's injury was caused by the power of a saint."

“No one but a saint can repair it.”

After hearing this, Xu Qingyi was stunned for a moment, but did not give up.

Zhang Yu held Xu Qingyi's hand, looked at Xu Qingyi with a faint smile on his lips.

Along with this smile, Zhang Yu whispered, "Don't waste your immortal power."

"I am okay."

As Zhang Yu finished speaking, Xu Qingyi looked at him with her big eyes.

I want to plead with my ancestors.

Zhang Yu looked at Xu Qingyi, held her hand and said, "It's okay."

When holding Xu Qingyi's hand, Zhang Yu's entire condition appeared in front of Xu Qingyi.

Xu Qingyi watched all of this.

His eyes were a little dull.

She just felt that the ghost hand was not hurt at all.

Then everything on his face is just a disguise.

Zhang Yu looked at the ancestor of the Xu family and said, "Please teach me, ancestor of the Xu family."

Hearing this, Xu Tutian laughed happier than anyone else. He had disliked Zhang Yu for a long time.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu waved his hand and brought Xu Tutian directly to the space where he had just competed with Zhang Mingling.

At this time, he pulled out the barrier directly.