Wang Xiao's expression was justified, "No need to talk about the morals of this kind of treacherous person. Let's go side by side. Brother Zhou, what do you think?"

Zhou Huaian also knew that he could not win, so he nodded and said, "Brother Tai said so well. Everyone should be punished by such a traitor!"

"Huh?" Wang Xiao was a little confused. "You are not that pedantic."

Drawing out his sword, Wang Xiao flew up and besieged Cao Shaoqin with Zhou Huaian.

Cao Shaoqin has a very high skill, but he may not be Wang Xiao's opponent when he is single-only. Now there is a Zhou Huaian who is determined to take revenge and dies at the same time. He is at a disadvantage and even eventually killed. This is natural.

Wang Xiao knocked Cao Shaoqin's sword away and knocked him out with one palm.

Zhou Huaian, on the other side, followed and took the lead in the famous Dongchang Governor with one sword.

Zhou Huaian cried and laughed, and he finally avenged his benefactor.

Wang Xiao was also laughing. He verified that his current level of kung fu was even higher than what he had previously speculated.

"You can consider going to Xiaoaoao World, heading to the Shaolin Temple in Wudang Mountain, and borrowing their martial arts."

"Brother Tai." Zhou Huaian came over to salute. "This time Zhou can avenge Lord Yang, all thanks to Brother Tai's help. I am grateful."

"What a small matter, what's the point."

"Brother Tai, although Cao Shaoqin died, Dongchang is still there. You might as well go out of seclusion with us."

Wang Xiao looked at the surrounding land affectionately, "I am a Chinese man in my life, and a Chinese ghost in my death. There is only one possibility for me to leave the seclusion, that is, to lead troops to fight. Brother Zhou has been determined to understand the good intentions. After this, I will say goodbye."

Zhou Huaian admired him very much. After thanking him again, he went away from the pass.

Wang Xiao returned to Longmen Inn and blew the Qiang flute on the roof of the inn.
Chapter completed!