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The old man opposite Elder Tang shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Alas...... , forget it, forget it, if you want the second senior brother to agree, it's impossible,...... Feng Ming, how is your Uncle Xiao's martial arts?...... Honestly, it's not a presumption!"

Li Fengming glanced at Elder Tang, and seeing that he didn't make a sound, he relieved his heart and said respectfully: "Elder Li, the disciple can't see it." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Hmm, it's no wonder ......" Elder Li nodded, and said, "Then what about his surname?"

Li Fengming thought for a while and said, "Uncle Xiao's surname is calm, resolute and powerful, and the disciples admire him very much. ”

Elder Li nodded, stroked the three strands of hair, thoughtful.

"Feng Ming, you go down!" Elder Tang waved his hand with a look of impatience.

"Yes!" Li Fengming said busily, retreated gently, and walked out of the hall in a blink of an eye.

"It seems that our Senior Brother Xiao is not a fuel-efficient lamp!" said the old man sitting under Elder Li.

"Sixth, you don't have a weird yin and yang!" Elder Tang frowned and said unhappily: "He is our junior brother!"

"Who knows the truth or falsehood of his junior brother!" the old man snorted unconvinced, the four elders, Tang Li Chen Fan, he is naturally surnamed Fan.

"This can't be fake, just look at his swordsmanship. Elder Tang shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Besides, Senior Brother Zhang is a righteous man and a gentleman, and he will never lie to us." ”

"Second Senior Brother, people can change ......," Elder Fan dragged his voice and said disapprerovingly.

Elder Tang snorted coldly, "No matter how it changes, Senior Brother Zhang's heart for our Purple Yang Sword Sect will not change!"

"Okay, okay. Elder Fan waved his hand and shut his mouth stupidly.

Elder Chen stroked the three strands of clear hair, thoughtful: "Senior Brother Zhang's letter said that he was assassinated by the people of the Iron Sword Gate and lost his martial arts, it seems that sending Senior Brother Xiao over is also a last resort......

"Hmph, if Senior Brother Zhang is the head of the house, I don't have anything to say, but such a milky white kid, I will never agree!" Elder Fan snorted and sneered with arrogance.

"Second Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother's words are not bad, his age is ......" Elder Chen nodded and looked at Elder Tang next to him.

The four of them sat on two sides, but they were faintly divided into two camps.

Elder Tang was silent.

Elder Li stroked his hair and smiled, "In that case, I think the head of the sect should choose one of the four of us!"

"That's it!" Elder Fan nodded busily and said with a smile: "I think, the third senior brother is the head, it is no better!"

Elder Chen, who was opposite him, stared at him and sneered, "Third Senior Brother?...... Hehe, the second senior brother is here, how can it be the turn of the third senior brother?!"

"Second Senior Brother?...... I promise, I'm afraid that others won't either!" Elder Fan shook his head, his face full of pity.

"Shut up, don't fight anyone!" Elder Tang waved his hand, stared at Elder Chen and Elder Fan with a gloomy face, and hummed tiredly: "This head is not so easy to be...... Later, it was said that the head of the conference, the competition will be the winner!"

"Okay, Second Senior Brother's words are fair, and the competition is about victory or defeat!" Elder Fan said busily.

Elder Li stroked the three strands of his hair, and said with a smile: "Second Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother, we should also go and see Senior Brother Xiao!"

"Yes, yes, go meet him for a while!" Elder Fan said busily.

Elder Chen glanced at him with disdain, this sixth senior brother would slap the third senior brother's ass and shout behind his ass!

Xiao Yuesheng sat on his knees on the couch in the middle of the room, the Qingfeng sword was placed on his knees, his hands were sealed, and his breath was soft and deep.

He suddenly moved, slowly opened his eyes, sat down, picked up his long sword, and came to the courtyard.

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the courtyard gate, followed by a knock on the door.

"Senior Uncle Xiao, the four elders are here!" Li Fengming's voice sounded outside the door.

Xiao Yuesheng said slowly: "Please come in-!"

As he spoke, he stepped to the door, calmly and calmly, looking at the courtyard gate, his eyes seemed to penetrate the courtyard gate and see outside.

The courtyard door was pushed open, and there was one person in the first place, his face was like a crown of jade, but his bearing was cold, and his face was straight, as if everyone owed him money, it was Tang Zhengfeng, the Iron Sword Elder of the Ziyang Sword Sect.

The Iron Sword Elder is responsible for discipline and law enforcement, and the other three elders are Li Mingyang, the Sword Elder Li Mingyang, the Sword Elder Chen Chengxiang, and the Dark Sword Elder Fan Qingyun.

"Are you Senior Brother Xiao?" Tang Zhengfeng clenched his fists, swept his cold gaze, and glanced Xiao Yuesheng up and down.

Xiao Yuesheng hugged his fists and nodded: "Xiao Guanlan, a disciple of the fourth generation,...... Senior brothers are polite. ”

"Come, Senior Brother Xiao, allow me to introduce the three junior brothers. Tang Zhengfeng nodded and introduced the other three one by one.

Xiao Yuesheng greeted them and stretched out his hand and said, "Let's go into the house and talk." ”

"Yes, talking in the house, why are you standing here!" Fan Qingyun nodded, his expression unruly.

"Are you used to living here?" Tang Zhengfeng asked softly, his cold face softened a little, revealing a hint of a smile.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

Tang Zhengfeng was very satisfied, since he met them, this junior brother Xiao was neither humble nor arrogant, his expression was calm, as if he had strong confidence, and nothing could trouble him.

This kind of confidence is exactly what the Ziyang Sword Sect lacks now, if his martial arts are good enough, maybe he can really be a good leader!

They sat on stone chairs in the courtyard, gossiping, and inquired about Zhang Yiming's situation, how he was injured, and who was injured.

Xiao Yuesheng was vague, and said that he was not present, but only appeared afterwards, it was too late, and his senior brother Zhang Yiming was seriously injured.

Fan Qingyun crossed his legs and said lazily: "I said, Senior Brother Xiao, Senior Brother Zhang said in the letter, Senior Brother, you are excellent in martial arts, you are better than the blue, far better than Senior Brother Zhang, is it true or false?"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "Senior Brother Zhang is polite, and his words are exaggerated. ”

"Senior Brother Zhang is a sincere person, he never lies, come, let's have a discussion and see how your kung fu is!" Fan Qingyun shook his head and beckoned.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled secretly in his heart and nodded slowly: "It's okay." ”

The other three elders acquiesced and did not hinder them, and a few of them walked to the open space next to them.

Xiao Yuesheng stood with his hands in his hands and said to Fan Qingyun: "Senior Brother Fan, please-!"

"Look at the sword!" Fan Qingyun was unceremonious, drew his sword out of the sheath, and stabbed out with a sword, like galloping on a horse, sitting on a horse, stabbing straight with a gun, and moving forward.

This move has a name: a one-word stabbing sword.

There is no other trick, only a stabbing word, a sword in hand, piercing any obstacles, I am invincible, indomitable, brave and fearless.

This sword is based on a blood in the bones, if the blood is insufficient, then this move is completely powerful, there is no desperate fight, and it cannot exert its power.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned, this sixth senior brother, does he have any deep hatred with himself, and he used this trick as soon as he came up?!

He took a step to the left, the timing was just right, just when the long sword reached the body, this step happened to be avoided.

A sword pierced the air, Fan Qingyun was shocked, twisted his waist and arm, his body rolled forward, the long sword suddenly rolled, and with a "hum" sound, a sword pillar was formed, rolling towards Xiao Yuesheng.

"Qiang-" Like a dragon's chant, Xiao Yuesheng Qingfeng's sword came out of the sheath, and a sword stabbed out, which was exactly the same as Fan Qingyun's previous sword style.

This sword, sharp and accurate, pierced straight into the center of the sword pillar, as if the long sword returned to the scabbard, impartially.

With a clear "ding" sound, the two swords intersected, and the sword pillar dissipated.

Xiao Yuesheng took a step back, returned the sword to its sheath, hugged his fists, and said calmly: "Accept!"

Fan Qingyun stood stunned, and after standing for a moment, he lowered his head, raised his arm, and looked at his wrist, where there was a sword mark.

The sword marks are extremely shallow, as if a mark has been strangled with a red thread, and the skin is not broken, but there is a slight red mark, which cannot be seen if you don't pay attention.

"Good swordsmanship!" he lowered his hand, returned his sword to its sheath, and clenched his fists.

After speaking, his face regained his pride, and he nodded: "I have lived so much in vain, and my swordsmanship is far inferior, so I am willing to bow down!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and didn't say much.

The three of the four elders all looked surprised and looked at Xiao Yuesheng fixedly.

The four of them came out of the small courtyard, silent, and returned to the hall.

Sitting down on both sides, Fan Qingyun kept his head down, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking hard and absent-minded.

"Sixth Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother!" A series of shouts woke him up, and he hurriedly looked up at the three of them, and said, "What's wrong?"

Li Mingyang stroked the three strands of hair and asked slowly: "Sixth Senior Brother, just now in the competition, is his swordsmanship from our Ziyang Sword Sect?"

Fan Qingyun nodded: "It's our swordsmanship!"

"Where's the internal strength?" Li Mingyang asked urgently.

Fan Qingyun nodded: "What I practice is our Ziyang True Scripture!"

Just now, they moved too fast, and they won or lost in one move, and the key to it was that the person who did it needed to understand it.

And the swordsmanship of the Ziyang Sword Sect seems to be plain, but there is no guidance, and it is difficult for outsiders to learn, and they will know the truth as soon as they do it.

[To be continued]