That man is none other than one of his generals, Tang Erhu. Tang Erhu is a pure bearded man who kills people without blinking an eye. He once smashed a tiger's Tianling Cap with his bare hands. Tell me how energetic he is!

"Old immortal, Erhu is not convinced and is willing to challenge your disciple on behalf of my eldest brother!" Tang Erhu saw Zhang Zuolin's eyes and hurriedly took the initiative to ask Ying to regain his face for him.

"Erhu, how can you speak here? You don't have to embarrass yourself in front of the leader!" Zhang Zuolin said hypocritically.

The Saint of Yin and Yang has been in the world for most of his life, and he has never seen anything happen? How can the double act of these two people singing and harmonizing escape his discernment? To be honest, most of the people who were beaten down by Wu Gongyao were thieves who were thieves.

The first is to cultivate body skills, and the second is to cultivate external skills. These opponents are not first-rate masters, and they should be allowed to prove themselves. Tang Erhu is the best opponent.

"Yuting is serious. If Erhu is willing, let's give it a try. But Erhu is a senior, so please be merciful!" Yin Yang Sage said humbly.

Tang Erhu was amazing. He became famous since he was a child. Hearing his name on the ground in the Northeast was almost like meeting the living king of hell. Once, Zhang Zuolin, his big counter, was surrounded by enemies. There were more than a hundred enemies.

The numbered men were all fierce bandits with sharp blades. Zhang Zuolin was only protected by Tang Erhu. Tang Erhu carried Zhang Zuolin on his back and fought his way out of the siege. He killed Hun Tian Di An and his bravery was extraordinary.

No less than Zhang Yide of the Three Kingdoms.

After a few battles with Goudan, standing behind Yin Yang Sage, he was secretly sweating for his disciple. He whispered in front of his master's ear: "Master, can you do it? This Tang Erhu is one of the tiger generals in front of Zhang Zuolin, with hundreds of

No one may be his opponent, our Gong Yao is only 16 years old, Tang Erhu doesn't take any action lightly, don't do it again... or else I can fight for him."

"Danzi, you are worrying too much. Gongyao is absolutely fine. I believe him. I have personally trained him as my master in the past few years, and I know his abilities very well. Although his body skills are not as good as yours, Gongyao is born with wisdom. He

Practice martial arts as an outsider for ten days. On weekdays, he is pampered by you and me in Changsheng Mountain. The people in the mountain regard him as a young master, and they are willing to let him. Today, it is time to let him show off his true skills, otherwise

How can I follow you and me in the future?"

Although the master was full of confidence, Goudan was still worried that his apprentice would not be able to defeat Tang Erhu. Tang Erhu would not attack lightly. If he got the chance, he would kill him. But Yin Yang Sage said so, he

It was not easy to object anymore, so he had to respectfully ask Tang Erhu to be merciful to the junior.

Tang Erhu jumped onto the competition stage and raised his finger at Wu Gongyao: "Boy, do you dare to try your uncle Erhu's iron fist?"

"It turns out it's Senior Erhu. You're welcome, junior. Please give me a lesson!" After saying that, Wu Gongyao flew over and kicked him.

Those were all polite words just now. Although the 16-year-old Wu Gongyao looked young, his attacks were extremely fierce and he did not give in to Tang Erhu at all. Of course, he also knew that Tang Erhu could not give in. Those were Zhang Zuolin's fierce generals, so he gave way.

He, no one will let you go. Tang Erhu is the living king of hell. A tiger can kill a tiger with one punch. If he is hit by a punch, he will break his bones at least. Not to mention the shame of the master and the master.
Chapter completed!