"Why are black smoke coming out again..." The little girl Zhang Yinling couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she saw this.

Zhenren Zhang lay there, barely raised his head, looked over, and then said powerlessly: "This seems to be a more powerful formation... I don't know if Zhang Yu can withstand..."

"It's certainly OK, Zhang Yu must..." Zhang Yinling said firmly.

"What is this guy in a wheelchair? He seems to be able to use a formation with just one slap in the wheelchair... Is there such evil means in this world..." Ling Hongzi obviously felt the rich aura of the formation in the black smoke and couldn't help but say.

"I don't know... I seem to have never heard of such a technique..." Zhen Yizi also said weakly.

Xing Lizi squatted beside Ye Buli, and had already checked his apprentice's condition and found that although his apprentice's injury was serious, he was not in danger of life, which made him feel relieved.

So he also watched the battle situation and felt the rich and evil formation aura in the black smoke. Hearing the other people's words, Xing Lizi said: "I think it should be a problem with the wheelchair... Every time this guy casts the formation, he has to take a picture of the wheelchair... From this we can see that there must be strangeness on the wheelchair..."

"My fellow Taoist said this reason... I guess it must be a problem in a wheelchair... But if this is the case, wouldn't Zhang Yu be dangerous... If this continues, Zhang Yu will definitely be exhausted by him..." Ling Hongzi turned his head and looked at Xing Lizi, saying a little worriedly.

"It shouldn't be... it's not..." Xing Lizi said in certainty.

He didn't know whether there would be endless formations. If this is the case, there would be no need to fight. Even if Zhang Yu had great abilities, he would be exhausted.

However, Wen Xun was very calm at this moment, as if he had put life and death aside.

On the altar, Song Zhenren, Ming Zhen Lao Dao and others were also staring at the battle between Zhang Yu and the wheelchairman. They also knew that for them, their lives were all in Zhang Yu's hands. If Zhang Yu could not beat the wheelchairman, they would all be killed by the wheelchairman.

Old Taoist Yin, who was sitting next to Song Zhenren, said at this moment: "Senior Brother, this person used to claim to be a third-rank layman Zheng Yiyuan. Later it was proved that he was from the Tianshi Mansion. But now, others call him Zhang Yu, a master of the Tianshi Mansion. Although his surname is Zhang, I don't seem to have heard of Zhang Yu's number one before."

"That's right, the Tianshi Mansion has both characters and no names with two characters at all. Why does one appear now called Zhang Yu? Which generation is he from?" Old Dao Yu also spoke.

"The Heavenly Master Mansion is definitely not called Zhang Yu. Not to mention the Heavenly Master Mansion, it will not have a name with two words even if it goes up dozens of generations." This time, it was the old Taoist Mingzhen who said affirmatively.

"That's right, but the spell he used was clearly from the Heavenly Master Mansion. I saw him using the Five Thunder Palm before." said Old Dao Yin.

"There are many people who know the Five Thunder Palm. Not to mention the Tianshi Mansion, the entire Zhengyi Sect, as long as it reaches the majesty, it will be the Five Thunder Palm." said Zhenren Song.

"This is right... But if he is not from the Tianshi Mansion, then which person he is from the Zhengyi Sect... As far as I know, there is no name called Zhang Yu in the Maoshan Sect and the Dawanshou Chongzhen Palace..." Yu Laodao said curiously.

"There are indeed not these two families, but there is indeed one named Zhang Yu." Old Taoist Mingzhen said.

"Fellow Taoist, which one?" Song Zhenren asked immediately.

"There is a Wudang Taoist temple in Zhenhai, and the abbot is called Zhang Yu..." said the old Taoist Mingzhen.

"Wu Dang Taoist Temple... Zhang Yu... you are talking about that...Wu Dang Group... and the boss who loves to sleep on mobile phones... Dahe Auto..." When Song Zhenren said this, he was very slow, as if he was saying while recalling.

"It's him." said the old Taoist Mingzhen.

"A mere Taoist temple without prefecture, playing some tricks of evil spirits... can he be so powerful..." Song Zhenren said incredible.

"I originally thought so, but now it seems...it doesn't seem to be the case..." said the old Taoist Mingzhen.

"I remember the rumor before that Zhang Yu, who was in powerless Taoist temple, achieved a majestic master... But just now... he said that he could use purple talisman paper to reach a lawyer... How could this be... Just kidding... Who can improve so quickly..." Zhengren Song obviously couldn't believe it, and his voice was a little stuttering.

"I don't believe it either. He can have such cultivation at a young age..." Old Taoist Mingzhen said in disbelief.

"Brother Mingzhen... I have seen the photo of Zhang Yu, the Wudang Taoist Temple, in the newspaper... It seems that he is only in his twenties... This person is in his forties..." Old Dao Yin said.

"Have you never heard of the disguise technique..." said the old Taoist Mingzhen.

"No way..." Mingzhen said in surprise.

"Don't talk about who he is... Look, look... The situation is not good..." Old Dao Yu stuttered suddenly.

After hearing this, the few people looked carefully at Zhang Yu and the wheelchairman.

The body and surroundings of the wheelchair man were covered with black smoke, and red rat heads appeared in the black smoke. Judging from the number of rat heads, there seemed to be only nine, but the nine red rat heads kept making "squeaking" sounds.

Not only that, the mouse's head is very large and looks no different from a large leopard.

Zhang Yu, who was standing opposite the black smoke, appeared around his body the light and shadow of the blue dragon, white tiger, vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu. In front of him was the Zhuque, the blue dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, and Xuanwu behind.

This move is Zhang Yu's latest move, and in Zhang Yu's opinion, it is also his most powerful move.

Zhang Yu could already feel the power of the black smoke emitted by the wheelchairman. He was completely sure that he had to use the most powerful moves to deal with it.

As for whether the wheelchairman has other formations and other tricks after this move, he had never considered it.

"Zhang Yu! Today we will settle the new and old accounts together!" At this time, a sarcastic voice from the wheelchairman appeared in the black smoke.

Immediately afterwards, a "swish swish swish swish" sounded.

After the black smoke, nine huge red rats suddenly rushed out and rushed straight to Zhang Yu.

"Come on!" After hearing the wheelchairman's shout, Zhang Yu couldn't help but shout.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

In an instant, the blue dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, and black womb lights and shadows in front of Zhang Yu rushed out together and collided with the lights and shadows of nine red rats.

This collision only caused the light and shadow dancing, and the "squeak" sound of mice and the roar of dragons and tigers resounded continuously.

The red and white lights intertwined, and after a full minute, they finally dissipated.

The red light disappeared, the white light disappeared, and even the black smoke around the wheelchair person's body disappeared.

At this moment, Zhang Yu and the wheelchair man were both unscathed and could see each other.

Zhang Yu looked at the wheelchairman and said calmly: "It's so awesome... I've taken out all the skills of the housekeeper now... If you have more powerful tricks, just use them..."

There was no arrogance or powerlessness in his tone; there was no arrogance or servility.
Chapter completed!