This piece of dead wood was the one that Zhang Wuji used as disguise before.
Zhao Min tried it carefully, and fortunately, she was able to lift it.
She lifted the wood with both hands and came to Zhang Wuji. The sword of the Heavenly Sword was gone, so she could only use this unsuitable weapon.
Zhao Min looked at Zhang Wuji with a vicious expression, and then raised the piece of wood high.
"Do you really believe that I will be beaten to death by a piece of wood?" A cold voice came into Zhao Min's ears.
Zhao Min was shocked, but she still smashed it down with all her strength.
Zhang Wuji smiled and raised his arm. The piece of wood had been exposed to wind and rain for who knows how many years. The moment it touched Zhang Wuji's arm, it broke into countless pieces.
Now that things have come to this, she might as well fight as hard as she can. After this fight, Zhao Min turned around and wanted to run towards the abyss.
But just as she took one step, Zhang Wuji hooked Zhao Min's ankle with his foot. Zhao Min was already seriously injured, and she lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground.
Zhang Wuji said angrily: "Damn it, what on earth were you thinking? How dare you take it down?"
"If you hit me once today, I will hit you a hundred times."
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In the rain, Zhang Wuji pressed Zhao Min to the ground.
Zhao Min suffered severe internal injuries, so Zhang Wuji didn't dare to slap her. He wanted to slap Zhao Min twice more, but unfortunately, Zhao Min was lying on the ground.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Wuji slapped Zhao Min on the butt.
While beating her, he said angrily, "It's already late. We've been making trouble from last night to tonight, a whole day and night. Can you please stop?"
Although Zhang Wuji's slap hit Zhao Min on the butt, the humiliation was more painful to her than a slap on her face.
"Zhang Wuji, you bastard, let me go, let me go, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you so much."
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