"Impossible, Impossible, Impossible will lose..."

Juefa's eyes were dull and his soul was dissipated. He could no longer understand where he lost.

In terms of martial arts, although Pang Xiaonan is of the same level as him, he has more practical experience in the art of magic, which is actually very clear from the beginning of the fight between the two.

In terms of magic tools, the magic sound bowl of the magic is a superb weapon that Buddhism used to suppress demons back then. It should be more than enough to deal with a small human.

Why, why did I lose?

Pang Xiaonan staggered to the front of the Wufa, sneered, and said, "Didn't you figure out why you lost? Let me tell you, you have fewer magic weapons."

Juefa heard Pang Xiaonan's words and wanted to raise his head to look at Pang Xiaonan, but he no longer had the strength.

Are there fewer magic tools?

Indeed, with the Yin-Yang Lingxi, Pang Xiaonan had a total of eight sharp blades, but he only used one magic sound bowl.

But, is magic weapons competing for winning or losing by quantity?

No matter how many magic weapons are, if the grade is very low, they cannot compare to a top-grade magic weapon.

Unless among these magical instruments of Pang Xiaonan, there is one that is the ultimate magical instrument that can be compared with the Magic Sound Bowl.

Thinking of this, Juefa finally figured it out.

"What magic weapon did you use to break my magic sound bowl?"

After all his efforts, Juefa finally asked this question that had been under my heart for a long time.

"Yin and Yang Lingxi."

Pang Xiaonan answered the Wisdom lightly, then shouted to the dark corner: "Wu Zixuan, Liu Kunpeng, get out of here!"

When Wu Zixuan saw Pang Xiaonan turning defeat into victory, he was so scared that he wanted to run away, but at this time, Pang Xiaonan was summoning.

Since Pang Xiaonan's flying knife could kill his life, he would definitely be able to hit him dozens of meters away. Wu Zixuan did not dare to take risks and walked to Pang Xiaonan tremblingly.

The same is true for Liu Kunpeng. He has seen Pang Xiaonan's power several times, so he naturally dare not act rashly.

Pang Xiaonan looked at Wu Zixuan with weak legs and grabbed his hair, "Say, where did you invite this monk?"

"Rikong Temple..." Wu Zixuan dared not hide it.

"Rikong Temple, which Rikong Temple?" Pang Xiaonan was a little worried. If Rikong Temple was a large temple with masters, if something happened to the law, someone would definitely be sent to avenge him. At that time, he would be alone, and he would be unable to deal with it.

"It's the Riguang Temple 30 miles east of the city. Last time it was the incense burner he gave it to him." Wu Zixuan explained the origin of the magic method.

"Is that so? He gave it to the incense burner. It seems that this is a monk with a lot of bad records."

Pang Xiaonan threw Wu Zixuan to the ground and looked down at the magic method kneeling on the ground.

The Evil Deed did not die because the spirit stone flying knife was just inserted into his body, and with the power of the Evil Deed, he could still maintain a period of life.

However, if the spirit stone flying knife is pulled out of the body of the Wufa, the Wufa will be doomed.

"Call your mom and ask her to come over quickly."

Pang Xiaonan explained to Wu Zixuan viciously.

"Yes...yes...I'll fight now."

Pang Xiaonan has no worries about the origin of the Dharma. A monk like this who is used to doing bad things must not be a disciple of a famous sect, or has long been expelled from the master.

In the battle with the Wizard, Pang Xiaonan was seriously injured. Now he has not had ten days or half a month, so it is difficult for him to recover as before.

Although the skill of the master of Wufa is not as good as that of Uncle Tao, the master of Wufa's magic weapon, Magic Sound Bowl, is equivalent to a martial arts master. If used well, it is even more powerful than the martial arts master.

It's like an ordinary person fighting against an intermediate martial arts master, which is absolutely impossible to win, but if an ordinary person has a gun in his hand, several intermediate martial arts masters are not the opponents of ordinary people.

"What a pity, it was broken." Pang Xiaonan walked to the broken bowls, picked them up and looked at them. The material was indeed rare, unlike the various textures that exist in the real world.

However, in that case, it is impossible to think about preserving the Magic Sound Bowl. Breaking it is the best choice.

Soon, Pang Xiaoping rushed over.

She first saw Wu Zixuan's filth, "Wu Zixuan, what trouble did you have?"

The only son of the Wu family has made Pang Xiaoping worry a lot, and wiped his butt, not once or twice.

However, when Pang Xiaoping saw Juehai kneeling on the ground with a flying knife in her arms, she was a little panicked.

Pang Xiaonan looked at Pang Xiaoping coldly and said, "Don't worry about Wu Zixuan for now. This monk is the one who sells the incense burner to your enemy."

"Master Pang, what's going on?" Pang Xiaoping also noticed that Pang Xiaonan was seriously injured.

She could guess that before she came, there should have been a fierce fight here, and the protagonist of the fight was probably Pang Xiaonan and the monk in front of her.

Pang Xiaonan roughly told Pang Xiaoping about the situation, and then said, "I will leave this monk to you. If you let him die, he will die. If you let him live, he will live. How do you decide?"

Although Pang Xiaoping is a strong woman, she has no idea when encountering such a life-and-death decision.

After a while, Pang Xiaoping finally made up his mind, and a trace of hideous expression climbed onto her charming face, "He must die!"

Yes, Pang Xiaoping has obtained evidence of Wu Zhenkun and Fu Xiaoli having an affair. This monk dared to help the pair of dogs deal with him. Keeping them is a disaster.

Pang Xiaoping grabbed a flying knife inserted into Juefa's face with his right hand, his fingers trembled constantly, and then he squeezed the handle of the knife tightly and pulled it hard.

"Ah!" Juefa let out a scream, and a strong stream of blood spurted out of the wound, and his body fell forward.

"Mom!" Wu Zixuan saw his mother taking ruthless actions with his own eyes, and couldn't help but become scared. It turned out that women became ruthless, so they were so cruel.

Juefa's body fell forward to the ground, and pressed against several flying knives on his body deeper into his body.

The master of the law, the emperor!

Pang Xiaonan looked at Pang Xiaoping coldly after finishing all this, pointed at Wu Zixuan and said:

"Your good son, together with others, has repeatedly provoked me. How do you deal with this matter?"

Pang Xiaoping's fierce eyes immediately became scared.

"Master Pang, give me some time, and I will definitely give you an explanation."

"Okay, I'll give you 3 days. I hope you will give me a satisfactory answer. Otherwise, I will help you with it."

Pang Xiaonan turned around and left. He staggered, turned over a cement pillar, and disappeared into Pang Xiaoping's eyes.

Seeing Pang Xiaonan go away, Pang Xiaoping breathed a sigh of relief, and then she walked to Wu Zixuan's side.

"Beast! Look at the good things you did!"

Pang Xiaoping slapped Wu Zixuan in the face, leaving 5 finger marks.

Wu Zixuan has been regretting since Pang Xiaoping achieved the ultimate skill. He never expected that the helper he hired for a lot of money would be ruined by his mother's hands and make his mother a murderer.

"Mom, I was wrong. I shouldn't have dealt with Pang Xiaonan, but this was all my dad instructed me."

Wu Zixuan tried his best to distinguish his relationship. He knew that from this moment on, the Wu family had fallen apart.

Although Wu Zhenkun controls the financial power of the Wu family, Pang Xiaoping is not a vegetarian. Pang Xiaoping not only holds the personnel power of the Wu family, but also installs helpers in various departments. If Pang Xiaoping wants to break with Wu Zhenkun, at least half of the Wu family's industry will fall into Pang Xiaoping's hands.

This is why Wu Zhenkun dared not divorce Pang Xiaoping although he had already cheated. Now it seems that this matter is no longer a matter of Wu Zhenkun's final decision.

For some time, Pang Xiaoping has been investigating evidence of Wu Zhenkun's cheating. At present, she has evidence of Wu Zhenkun's mistake. According to the law, the party at fault will lose the initiative to a large extent.

Pang Xiaoping glanced at Liu Kunpeng who was trembling in the corner and sneered, "Come here."

Liu Kunpeng did not dare to look directly into Pang Xiaoping's eyes, and his legs involuntarily walked over.

"Auntie, I don't know anything. I just led Pang Xiaonan here."

Liu Kunpeng was pampered and had never seen such a bloody scene. The magical corpse was still under his feet, and there was a red blood on the ground.

"You'd better keep this matter secret for me today, otherwise, the murderer will be you!"

Pang Xiaoping's eyes were filled with majestic light, which made Liu Kunpeng feel creepy.

"Yes, I must keep it confidential."

Liu Kunpeng subconsciously thought that there were only four witnesses in today's incident. As long as Pang Xiaoping and Wu Zixuan were in a suffocating relationship, Pang Xiaoping was fully capable of framing the charges on his head, and he had to obey Pang Xiaoping's arrangements.

The scene was quickly cleaned up, and Pang Xiaoping took Wu Zixuan directly to the Wu family's headquarters.

"What's wrong with Mr. Pang? He seems very unhappy."

The security guard at the door whispered.

"Hey, women, there will always be a few days a month."

"No, I see, menopause may be coming."

"She probably hasn't reached menopause yet, and the charm of the milfs is still there..."

"You're going to die, you dare to attack the boss's wife."

"I don't want to work hard anymore, the doctor said I have a bad stomach."

"But I heard that the boss was not interested in her and found a mistress outside."

"Men, I'm always unsatisfied. The red flags at home do not fall, and the colorful flags are flying outside..."

In the elevator, Wu Zixuan looked at Pang Xiaoping, and he wanted to speak but stopped several times, but finally couldn't help it.

"Mom, how are you going to talk to dad?"
To be continued...