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The corners of his mouth curled, he smiled slightly, his figure suddenly moved forward, and a cloud of silver appeared on his chest, and then burst open, like fireworks blooming in the air, and the sky was full of light and rain enveloping the two of the Shennong Gang. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"You ......" The two of them were shocked, and they didn't have time to speak, only to feel that there were a few cold stars in front of them, all of which were deadly sword tips.

They hurriedly retreated, brandished their swords, and fought and retreated, retreating into the palace gate in a few steps.

Although the Jianhu Palace is wide, the palace gate is narrow, only two people can pass through, when it was originally built, it must have been prepared for someone to attack, the high walls on both sides are dangerous, even if it is a good hand of light work, it is difficult to cross, the palace gate is narrow, it is really a husband, and it is not opened.

Xiao Yuesheng's sword light was like rain, and he followed closely behind, and also stepped into the palace gate.

Stepping into the familiar Sword Lake Palace, he put away his sword and stood, and as far as he could see, a group of people were standing in the open space on the slope, about twenty of them.

They all held their blades in their hands, and they didn't say a word, staring at each other, and their eyes were reflected by the cold light of the blades in their hands, shining with mockery.

Xiao Yuesheng held a long sword, smiled slightly, didn't care, and swept everyone with clear eyes, all of them were strangers, a few of them had seen it, it was the Shennong Gang.

His brows suddenly moved, but he saw two acquaintances, hiding in the crowd, shrinking their heads and feet, trying to avoid themselves.

Xiao Yuesheng's eyes lit up, his eyes shrank, and he smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Cheng, the two of you are safe and sound, congratulations!"

Seeing this, the two of them no longer shy away, and stood up, a handsome young man shook his head, sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Little junior brother, you didn't vote for Shaolin, why bother to come back?"

"The Shaolin faction is big, I can't climb high. Xiao Yuesheng smiled, looked at everyone, and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, what's going on?"

He knew very well in his heart that this Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Brother Cheng must be traitors, but the world is impermanent, and it is always not what he expected, so it is better to be careful and not to kill the wrong person.

Senior Brother Zhao's eyes were red, his eyes were warm, and he choked up: "Master, his old man has ...... It's already heavenly!"

Xiao Yuesheng frowned: "Master is dead?"

He looked at the other person next to him, Senior Brother Cheng, and saw that he nodded unnaturally, his eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to face him.

Xiao Yuesheng's heart was indifferent, he had already expected such a situation, although he was sad, he forcibly pressed it down, sank to the bottom of his heart, and did not let it surface.

"How did Master die?" Xiao Yuesheng asked lightly.

The two glanced at each other, their eyes were surprised, but they didn't expect Xiao Yuesheng to be calm as usual, not as angry as he imagined, and lost his calm.

"Yes...... It was the master who couldn't think of it, and killed himself!" Senior Brother Zhao glanced forward, it was a stout old man, almost square body, with a short face and small eyes.

"Is it forced by the people of the Shennong Gang?" Xiao Yuesheng's tone became more and more light, ethereal, as if coming from the sky.

Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Brother Cheng both lowered their heads and remained silent, undoubtedly acquiescing.

Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows, looked around, and said lightly: "I don't understand a little,...... The Sword Lake Palace is full of organs, how can the little Shennong Gang attack it?"

"Haha......" The old man suddenly looked up and laughed, shaking the surrounding trees.

Xiao Yuesheng is no longer Wuxia Ameng, his internal strength is quite thick, he glanced at him lightly, and then turned back to Zhao Cheng and the others, as if he was smiling.

The old man shook his head and laughed: "You kid is a little stupid...... Isn't it obvious, if it weren't for the two of them as our internal response, we wouldn't be so easy to get, haha! hahaha!"

"Is that really the case?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and looked at Cheng Zhao and the others.

The two of them were full of shame, bowed their heads, and were silent.

Xiao Yuesheng ignored the laughing old man, looked at the two of them with a smile, and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Cheng, you are forced,...... What kind of means did the Shennong Gang use to force you?"

"Shennong helped capture our parents......" Senior Brother Zhao glanced up at Xiao Yuesheng, his face was full of shame, his eyes were dodgy, and his voice was extremely low.

"No wonder......" Xiao Yuesheng nodded suddenly, and then asked, "How many of our Infinite Sword people are left?"

"There are only a dozen ...... left," Senior Brother Zhao sighed.

"More than a dozen ......" Xiao Yuesheng's eyes shrank, smiled, shook his head and sighed: "Which elder is still there?"

Senior Brother Zhao flashed a sad look, and said in a low voice: "Only Uncle Rong is there......"

"What is the secret, do you want to pry it out of Uncle Rong's mouth?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and said softly.

“...... Well. Senior Brother Zhao nodded lightly.

The old man laughed for a while, and when he saw that Xiao Yuesheng ignored it, he felt bored, listening to them, he felt that this scene was very interesting, as if he had caught a group of rats and watched the mice say goodbye to each other.

He suddenly interjected: "Hey, you kid, you seem to know a lot...... Do you know the immeasurable jade?"

Xiao Yuesheng turned his head to look at him, smiled, and his body flickered, and a ball of silver appeared in front of him, and then burst open, turning into light and rain pouring down on Cheng Zhao and the others.

The two looked at him blankly, their eyes were stunned, as if they were surprised, and they were shocked.

Xiao Yuesheng flashed his body again, and his left palm hit them in the middle of the cheek, and the two of them flew out of the body, and fell to the ground with a "bang", causing two clouds of mud and dust, they kicked their feet twice, and then they were silent and died.

Xiao Yuesheng looked at the two of them, his expression was as compassionate as a Buddha, and he shook his head and sighed: "Although you have a hard time, you have harmed the immeasurable sword, and you can only apologize for your sins with death......

When he first made a move, more than 20 people stared at each other, their hands were tight, and they were inexplicably nervous.

"Haha, good killing, good killing!" The old man raised his head and laughed, pointing at the two: "These two guys who eat inside and out, I have long wanted to solve it, you have done me a great favor!"

Xiao Yuesheng's face returned to calm, and he smiled slightly: "Sikong Xuan is dead?"

"How do you know?!" The old man was stunned, his face changed greatly, and then he glanced around, and hurriedly snorted: "What nonsense are you talking about?

"Oh-?" Xiao Yuesheng was surprised, but he smiled secretly in his heart, he was not sure, but when he saw the old man's face, he was determined, and he knew at a glance that this old guy was tired.

He smiled and said, "Sikong Xuan was killed by my own hands, could it be that he is still yang?"

"Nonsense!" the old man shouted, his voice shook the sky, his little eyes rolled, and he smiled: "You want to disturb people's hearts and take the opportunity to escape, such a little trick, who will be fooled?!haha...... Brothers, all of you go up together and slaughter this remnant of the immeasurable sword!"

"Kill!" the crowd responded, and instantly surrounded him.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't care, the true qi in the Cloud Gate Cave was full, and all of them were forced into his wrist, and a cloud of silver flashed, as violent as fireworks, turning into a rain of light and enveloping his body.

"Jingle ......" The crisp symphony sounded like a string of beads rolling down on an iron plate, connecting into a string and endlessly.

Xiao Yuesheng's figure wandered, moving freely in the crowd, like catkins, unpredictable, suddenly in front, suddenly behind, arbitrary.

He swung his long sword, and a stream of internal force came from the sword body, replenished into the cloud gate, and after overflowing, it entered the body, circling, and then, the body was also filled, and it poured into the dantian from the body.

With the addition of these internal forces, he drew his sword faster, and the light rain became like a light shield, becoming denser and denser, clanging, and everyone's swords could not penetrate his body.

Although these people are the masters of the Shennong Gang, they are like chickens and dogs under Xiao Yuesheng's sword, not worth mentioning, his sword is not hit, or injured, or killed.

In the blink of an eye, only five of the more than twenty people were standing, and the remaining dozen or so fell to the ground, groaning or motionless.

"You...... You ......" The old man's face turned pale, pointed at him, and suddenly pulled out a puff of black smoke from his waist.

He used to be proud of the many powerful people and many masters, and he was the youngest disciple of the Infinite Sword, so many people surrounded him, forgiving him for not being able to turn the sky upside down, so he didn't use poison.

I never thought that in the blink of an eye, before I could react, all the masters in the gang had already been overturned.

Xiao Yuesheng's internal force was agitated at this time, and he had nowhere to vent his energy, kicked under his feet, folded again, ran the magic trick, and suddenly appeared behind the old man, abandoned the sword, slapped his vest with his left palm, and pressed the big hole of the Shentang.

Hand Shaoyin, Hand Yin, Hand Taiyin, the three veins are moving, the internal force is like a long river into the canal, the mighty enter, through the cloud gate, Tianchi, Zhangmen, and then into the body and the dantian, he divides a part of the mind to urge the twelve meridians, the twelve veins are together, and the internal force in the dantian and the body is transmitted to the major acupoints around the body.

The old man's body was sore, his arms were weak, as if his bones had been pulled out, and he had no strength to struggle.

With endless hatred for the Shennong Gang, Xiao Yuesheng was unrelenting, sucked up his internal force, and then flashed with a sword light, pierced his throat, and floated out, avoiding the poisonous mist.

He floated forward, along the building, one by one, but whenever he saw the Shennong Gang, none of them let go, the long sword turned into a rain of swords, covering the sky all over the ground, and none of them missed.

Every time he kills someone, his internal strength is thicker, but the storage energy of the big acupoints around his body is amazing, but it is not filled, and the meridians are becoming more and more scorching and strong.

He suddenly discovered that each acupoint has its own subtlety, and there are several hidden acupoints that are stimulated, and they actually have an effect on the meridians around the body, and the effect is so strong that it is even more powerful, even more than the divine practice.

With joy in his heart, he stopped killing people, and sneaked to the retreat of the Sword Lake Palace with Ling Bo and found Rong Ziju and fifteen of them.

Seeing their tragic situation, his face turned pale, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he found them to find a secret place to settle down, and once again killed the entire Sword Lake Palace.

After killing the Shennong Gang in the Jianhu Palace, he went to the Shennong Gang's main altar again.

(To be continued)