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- Chapter 209 Shen Jian
The middle-aged man laughed and said: "I heard that the leader of your Infinite Sword Sect is a powerful man. A strong man has no weak soldiers. I would like to test him out!"
Liang Siren and Ru Yue frowned and looked up and down at the big man.
He is in his forties, with a stout build and particularly long arms. He looks like an ape, and the hair on his chest is so thick that he can't hide it even if he wants to.
The face is somewhat ugly, with thick lips, a flat nose, and a pair of small eyes. The face is square but too large, making the eyes appear to be extremely small.
Although his eyes are small, they are bright and round, like black beans, and they are shining brightly when looking, making people dare not underestimate them.
Liang Siren frowned and looked at it, but did not attack rashly.
Looking around, this middle-aged man has three companions, sitting at the table, all staring at this side with unkind expressions, looking like they want to get angry.
Liang Siren looked at these four people, weighed their martial arts, and then glanced around. There was no threat anymore, and it seemed that there was nothing hidden.
He coughed lightly, but instead of darkening his face, he showed a smile: "Haha, senior, you are too polite, our Wuliang Sect is just a small sect, we don't have any big abilities! And the two of us are just the weakest disciples in the sect. , I am young and have little knowledge, so if I offend you in any way, please forgive me!"
Ruyue pursed her lips and smiled slightly, as if she was laughing along with him. She knew that Senior Brother Liang was resourceful and not inferior to her, so there must be a reason for him to show weakness like this.
"If it were another person, he would inevitably be dissatisfied. With Wuliangjian's current reputation, if someone bullied him rashly, he would definitely fight back fiercely.
"Haha, the Infinite Sword Sect turns out to be a bunch of weaklings!" The middle-aged man laughed heartily and poked Liang Siren with his fingers, his face full of ridicule.
Such an expression is enough to irritate anyone. Besides, the two of them are still young, so they will inevitably become a little more angry, and they will even get angry if they can't bear it.
The middle-aged man was already secretly preparing to deal with their sudden attack.
Liang Siren shook his head and smiled: "Your Excellency is so arbitrary, but we cannot agree with it. Our sect has no grudges against others and seems to have no enemies. Why do you provoke me, senior?"
As he spoke, he secretly observed the reactions and cultivation of the four people. He looked around at the surroundings with his peripheral vision, and was not in a hurry to take action without thinking clearly.
He got into an argument with the middle-aged man and started a verbal spat without showing any signs of weakness, leaving the middle-aged man speechless.
He bit the three points unreasonably, which made the middle-aged man furious. Finally, he shouted: "I just don't like you Wuliang Sword Sect and want to teach you a lesson. What's wrong?!"
Liang Siren became more and more calm, shook his head and smiled: "Senior, is it too unbecoming of a man? I, the Wuliang Sword Sect, always abide by the rules and never do evil. We don't like us for no reason. There is something wrong with our senior's vision!"
"Fart! Fart!" the middle-aged man yelled, blushing and poking his fingers, and angrily said: "The Wuliang Sword Sect is trying to gain fame and reputation, this is not bullshit!"
Liang Siren's face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly: "Your Excellency, please keep your mouth clean!"
¡°My mouth is dirty, so what¡¯s wrong?!¡± The middle-aged man sneered, squinting at him with contempt and ridicule on his face.
After a while, he began to despise Liang Siren and Ru Yue more and more. He felt that these two little guys lacked confidence and were timid. They were being entangled by him unreasonably, but they did not dare to resist. Become proud.
The more Liang Siren retreated like this, the more he pushed forward, and the stronger his desire for provocation became. He felt that this opportunity was really rare, and he also looked down upon the Wuliang Sword Sect. He felt that Xiao Guanlan was nothing more than this. If his martial arts were really powerful, how could the bones of his disciples be so powerful? So soft? !
Liang Siren said with a gloomy face: "Your Excellency is so provocative, are you doing it intentionally?"
He looked around and landed on the three people on the side. He paused for a moment and then turned away. His face was gloomy and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was angry.
When the three people saw this, they laughed loudly, thinking that this little guy was really interesting. After all, he was still a baby, and they became so angry after just a few words.
"Boy, if you have the guts, use your sword!" The middle-aged man laughed loudly and pointed at him with his finger: "You are so arrogant about the Infinite Sword. From my point of view, they are all being praised and are not worth mentioning!"
"You're going too far!" Liang Siren stood up suddenly, his fingers trembling, his whole body trembling with it, and he said bitterly: "I, the Wuliang Sword Sect, cannot tolerate such slander!"
"Come on, come on, let's do it!" The middle-aged man waved, with a frivolous expression, and laughed: "Draw your sword, boy, don't just talk but don't practice, let me see what you are capable of!"
"you you¡¡"Liang Siren was so angry that his whole body was trembling, his face turned red, he gritted his teeth and pulled out the sword, and the long sword was slowly unsheathed.
The cold light slowly came out, and as the sword was pulled out bit by bit, the cold air slowly rose and spread outside, like a rising tide.
He drew his sword and held it in front of him. The sword trembled slightly, like the sparkling waves on the water.
He pointed the tip of his sword at the middle-aged man and shouted angrily: "If you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for being rude!"
The voice was trembling, and it was different from usual. It seemed angry, nervous and excited, but it seemed impetuous and could not pose a threat.
"Okay, come on!" The middle-aged man pulled out a knife, chuckled, and picked at it with ridicule and disdain on his face.
The blade of the blade was shining brightly, with a cold light flashing, and a faint red light. It was obvious that this blade had killed too many people, and it seemed that a faint fishy smell could be smelled.
"You have provoked me again and again. I want to seek justice for my Wuliang Sword!Take the sword!" Liang Siren was furious and took a step forward to draw his sword.
But this sword was soft and weak, as if it was stabbing the shoulder of a middle-aged man. It seemed to have left a trace of emotion, and it was quite gentlemanly.
"Alas, with such little martial arts, a disciple of Wuliang Sword is really a pustule!" The middle-aged man saw that the sword was limp, shook his head, laughed, raised the blade and gently moved it outward.
The long sword was swung away, Liang Siren took a step diagonally, as if he staggered, and was knocked away by the middle-aged man's sword, unable to match the power of the sword.
He took advantage of the situation and thrust out another sword. It was still limp. As he drew out the sword, he spoke loudly and said loudly: "Your Excellency, be careful! My sword technique was personally taught by the head of our sect. It is very powerful. If you are careless, you will ask for trouble." You can¡¯t blame me for not reminding you!¡±
"Haha, I want to learn your exquisite swordsmanship, haha!" The middle-aged man looked up to the sky and laughed, realizing that Liang Siren's sword had no strength and his internal strength was too weak.
Since this was the case, he felt relieved and no longer had any scruples. He looked up to the sky and laughed, which would further humiliate the Wuliang Sword Sect and enhance his reputation.
The Evil Eradication Conference summons the heroes of the world, and in today¡¯s martial arts world, the most popular one is none other than Xiao Guanlan, who killed Xixia Yipintang and became famous all over the world.
If you can defeat Xiao Guanlan, you will become famous all over the world and attract the attention of heroes all over the world. Especially at this juncture, when all the heroes in the world gather in Suzhou City.
He had been planning for a long time, and when he was thinking about finding the Wuliang Sword Sect, he saw Liang Siren and Ru Yue, who happened to be dozing off and put them on the pillow, so he launched an attack.
Liang Siren has figured out the twists and turns in this. He just used his words to argue with the middle-aged man. One is to check the surrounding environment to see if there is an ambush and whether there is anyone secretly. The other is to explore the middle-aged man. The details.
Although the Wuliang Sword Sect is now powerful, it is only supported by the leader. If it offends a big shot, the most terrifying thing is that no matter how powerful the leader is, he cannot stop a large number of people, and a tiger cannot stop a pack of wolves.
In the end, the middle-aged man figured out the details and knew that he wanted to take the opportunity to become famous. He was extremely angry and took action angrily.
"Ah!" The middle-aged man raised his head and laughed without stopping. He suddenly let out a scream. He covered his chest with his left hand and stared at Liang Siren.
Just now, while he was looking up and laughing, Liang Siren's sword suddenly accelerated, like a flash of light, it had already stabbed the middle-aged man's right chest.
This sword is soft at the beginning, just like the previous one, making people doze off and lose their energy, but in the middle of the sword, it suddenly becomes faster and turns into a stream of light, which makes people unable to react in time.
Although the middle-aged man looked up to the sky and laughed, he did not lose his vigilance. He was on guard against Liang Siren's mischief. When walking in the rivers and lakes, he must be careful to sail a thousand-year boat. He remembered this very clearly.
However, although he did not lose his vigilance, he did not expect that the sword was so fast, as fast as a bolt of lightning, and it was faster than lightning.
"If he hadn't laughed, he could have avoided it and moved an inch. But when he raised his head and laughed, the internal force around his body became lax and the movement was relaxed.
When he saw the sword light coming at a very fast speed, he wanted to dodge and activate his inner strength, but it was already too late. In the final analysis, he still underestimated Liang Siren.
Liang Siren¡¯s swordsmanship has been passed down from the Immortal Sword True Transmission, and his attainments are already quite high. If he were to fight against a middle-aged man, under normal circumstances, he could win with a hundred moves.
This big man dared to challenge the rising Xiao Yuesheng, not because he was blindly arrogant, but also because he had some real ability. Liang Siren didn't start the fight right away because he felt that this man was very skilled in martial arts and he was not sure about it.
"Besides, this middle-aged man has three companions with him, and his martial arts skills are also good. If four people fight against two of him, there is no guarantee of victory.
So, he deliberately pretended to be a newbie.With his novice skills, the middle-aged man lost his vigilance, took advantage of his unpreparedness, and carried out a sudden plot, and finally succeeded.
After two moves, it only took a blink of an eye.
The long knife fell to the ground with a clang. The middle-aged man clutched his chest and slowly slipped down, going as soft as a puddle of mud.
"Bang" The chair next to him was overturned by him and pulled on top of him.
He held his chest hard, and blood flowed down his arm. In the blink of an eye, there was a large pool of blood on the ground, smelling fishy.
The people around them retreated one after another, fearing that blood would splash on themselves. They saw the signs. This was a war that was about to begin. How could the three companions give up?
The people around were not people from the martial arts world. They paid their bills early and ran away without a trace. The only people left to watch the excitement were people from the martial arts world. At this time, countless martial arts figures came to the city of Suzhou, all of them wealthy people. Everyone came to the restaurant to join in the fun.
"Brother Qian!" A middle-aged man in blue shirt stepped forward, quickly tapped his fingers to stop the bleeding, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, pushed his hand away, and sprinkled some red powder on the wound.
These medicines are quite effective, and the blood flow is not too strong. When encountering these powders, they immediately change and seem to turn into gel, sealing the wound.
Liang Siren's heart skipped a beat. Such elixirs are extremely rare. The person who possesses such elixirs is definitely not an ordinary person. You need to be careful!
He took a look and saw that this middle-aged man was wearing a green shirt, which was similar in color to the leader's blue shirt. When he wore it, he looked upright, elegant and unrestrained, and had an extraordinary bearing.
??Looking at this man's appearance, he is also extraordinary. He has a slender face, fair skin, a pair of bright red phoenix eyes, and three strands of clear beard under his chin, which are elegant and extraordinary.
He put away the porcelain bottle, touched the middle-aged man's wrist, and nodded slowly. At this time, the middle-aged man had already fallen asleep, and he tapped his acupuncture points.
Putting down the middle-aged man, the man in green shirt frowned, stood up, stroking his beard and looked at Liang Siren, with a pair of bright red and phoenix eyes.
Liang Siren felt that this man's eyes were like cold knives falling on his body, stinging slightly as if he had been pricked by a needle. He quickly turned his eyes away, not daring to look at each other again.
"Okay! Okay!" The man in green shirt stroked his beard, smiled, and gently nodded: "The Wuliang Sword Sect is indeed worthy of its reputation, my little brother is good at swordsmanship!"
Liang Siren clasped his fists and smiled: "I'm just kidding, I am ranked last in our sect and my swordsmanship is not good, so I have to make this decision!"
"It's okay to be deceitful in war." The man in green shirt shook his head and smiled, pondered for a moment, and said: "Looking at the leopard from the inside, the Wuliang Sword Sect is worthy of having a Xiao Guanlan, and his swordsmanship is really good!"
Liang Siren just smiled, took a look at the middle-aged man lying on the ground, shook his head and said: "I wanted to stop my hand in time, it was only a minor injury, but I was not good at learning and couldn't stop my hand, so I seriously injured him. I'm really embarrassed!"
Ruyue pursed her lips at the side, feeling funny. With Senior Brother Liang's skill, it was easy to stop this sword attack, but it seemed to be true.
"Haha, if little brother wanted to kill him, the sword he just struck would not have been on the right side, but on the left side. Brother Qian must have understood that too." The man in green shirt nodded slightly.
The two of them were coming and going, and they were extremely polite. They seemed to be in harmony. There was no tension at all. It was more like two friends who had been friends for many years chatting together.
Liang Siren breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It was so dangerous. He was merciless with this sword in order not to anger the three of them, especially the man in green shirt in front of him. The look in his eyes showed that his skill was far better than his own.
¡°Moreover, he looked at the long sword at his waist and his slender fingers, which were white and clean. He had extraordinary observation and sharp thinking. When he saw his fingers, he knew that his swordsmanship was good.
It is best not to irritate such a person. A good man will not suffer the immediate consequences. If the leader is here, he will naturally not care. But the two of them are indeed not top-notch in martial arts. If they are taught a lesson, they will really lose the infinite sword. face.
"Brother Zhao, won't you avenge Brother Qian?" At this time, a middle-aged man said coldly with an impatient expression.
Liang Siren looked at him in a blink of an eye, and saw that this man was burly, with a beard on his face. He looked like a lion, with a mighty expression, and he was staring at him coldly.
He saw that the middle-aged man had a pair of lion eyes that were full of power and sparkle, and every time he glanced at him, there was a suffocating pressure.
Such a look! He felt awe-inspiring in his heart. Such a look could only be seen from the leader. Of course, the leader's look was even more powerful, far superior to this person's.
However, it can also be seen that this person is unusual and far better than ordinary masters.
The man in green shirt stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Brother Sun, forget it! What just happened was Brother Qian's unreasonable trouble. Let's not join in the booing!"
 "This can't be done!" The lion-like man shook his head, stroked his beard, and said coldly: "Brother Qian, a once-in-a-lifetime hero, can't be left here!"
The man in green shirt shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What do you want, Brother Sun?"
"Teach this boy a lesson. The Wuliang Sword Sect has really been too popular these days, and let them know that there are not no people in this world!" The lion-like man sneered, rolling his eyes and looking at Liang Siren, his eyes as bright as cold lightning.
Liang Siren smiled bitterly in his heart. Unexpectedly, except for one, another one came. This time, he had to show his true skills and fight with all his strength.
" When it comes to skill, the man named Qian who was stabbed just now is far better than Liang Siren, but Liang Siren relied on his superb swordsmanship to surprise him.
Because the skills are so different, the man named Qian is so careless.
The man in green shirt shook his head, stroking his beard and said with a smile: "In my opinion, brother Sun, let's forget it. Let's fight with this little brother and we will lose our status for nothing, right?"
"I don't care about my status or not!" The lion-like man shook his head and snorted coldly: "No matter what, I have to measure this kid. Brother Zhao, you don't have to say anything anymore!"
"Alas" The man in green shirt shook his head and sighed, turned to Liang Siren, stroked his beard and smiled: "Little brother, don't be afraid, Brother Sun is just impatient, he is a righteous man, and he will not hurt you for no reason."
"Thank you for your concern, senior!" Liang Siren smiled, calmly and calmly. Contrary to his excitement just now, one could tell at a glance that he was just pretending.
"Good boy, you are so cunning!" The lion-like man roared angrily, the sound was like thunder, and there was a cracking sound around him, his face was as gloomy as a dark cloud.
Liang Siren was still calm and unhurried. He glanced at the lion-like man, with his long sword drawn across his chest, his feet unsteady, and said calmly: "Senior, since I want to give you advice, I will naturally give it my best, please." ¡ª!"
Seeing the irritable temper of this big man, he knew that it would be useless to talk any more. He wanted to take action. No matter how much he talked, he would inevitably take action. Instead of doing this, there was no need to waste more words and efforts.
"Hey, this boy is quite wise!" The lion-like man looked at him, exclaimed in surprise, and looked him up and down again.
Liang Siren went all out, and when he stood like this, he naturally showed a calm demeanor, like a Yuan Yu Zhi Yue standing, faintly bearing the demeanor of a master, connected up and down, tightly integrated, without a single flaw.
The lion-like man shouted: "Take the move!"
This loud shout was like thunder hitting the top of the sky, a booming sound, close to the ears, shaking Liang Siren's energy and blood, and his true energy was scattered.
He calmly picked up the long sword and held it upright in the middle of his body, right between his eyebrows. The tip of the sword was in the direction of Baihui's head, standing like an iron tower.
When he raised his long sword, he closed his eyes slightly, breathed naturally, and relaxed his whole body, like an old monk in meditation.
As soon as the long sword was raised, the scattered true energy condensed and then resumed flowing, flowing along specific meridians, and the internal energy flowed faster and faster.
While the big man shouted angrily, he drew his sword out of its sheath, jumped forward fiercely, raised his long sword and struck it vertically. It was a powerful move that cut through Huashan Mountain.
Before the sword arrived, the wind of the sword had arrived, as if it had split the air, as if it could really split a mountain.
Liang Siren closed his eyes slightly, as if the old monk was in trance. He didn't care about the sword that slashed Mount Huashan. He just gently pointed the sword towards the sky with the force of a stick of incense.
It looked like a stick of incense pointing towards the sky, but it was different. When he drew the sword, he still closed his eyes slightly, with a calm and calm expression, and a chic demeanor.
"Ding!" The sound was clear and crisp, like the sound of jade rock.
The big man let out a sigh, swung the long knife out, and took a step forward diagonally. He felt a huge force coming from the long knife, and he couldn't stop himself.
He stopped and did not continue to attack. Instead, he looked Liang Siren up and down, his big eyes showed a look of surprise, and he looked at him repeatedly.
" Once he saw Liang Siren's skill, he was not in trouble at all. It's no wonder Brother Qian was careless and almost lost his life due to his sneak attack.
This kid seems to have mediocre skills, but this time he is really scary. He can actually deflect his own powerful sword. It¡¯s interesting, it¡¯s really interesting!
He showed deep interest and laughed loudly: "Okay! Okay! This kid has some abilities, so it's not worth my while to take action!"
After saying that, he drew his sword again, the light of the sword was like a silver sword, and he slashed down on the head. He slashed Huashan with the force of the previous move, as fast as lightning.
"Hi¡ª¡ª!" There was a faint whistling sound. The long knife was too fast and split the air barrier. The whistling sound was like a ghost, which made me feel chilly.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out?????Standing there, there was no flaw in his body.
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When the long sword reached his body, Liang Siren moved again. He tapped the vertical long sword lightly and hit a certain point of the long sword, and suddenly the long sword swung again.
The big man took another step diagonally, feeling baffled. It was really amazing that he could swing himself away even though his power was far superior.
"Take my sword again!" The lion-like man shouted angrily, took two steps back, jumped up into the air, raised the knife with both hands and slashed it down, his whole body's skill was completely concentrated in this knife.
¡°Chi¡ª¡± Like the sound of clothes being torn, the long knife suddenly shined, and it was in front of him, as if there was no time or space to stop it.
Liang Siren raised his sword again, lightly, as light as a dragonfly touching water, but still slightly closed his eyes, his feet were steady and steady, like an old monk.
"Ding!" A crisp ringing sound echoed far away, lingering around forever.
The big man like a lion turned over, rolled in the air, fell to the ground and staggered, and took two steps back before standing still.
He widened his eyes and looked at Liang Siren in disbelief, as if he had seen something shocking. He turned to look at the man in green shirt, and then at Liang Siren.
The sword strike just now was the result of his life's strength. Let alone a person, even a piece of bluestone was split open, but he was able to retreat with just one move.
If a master was here and had profound skills, he wouldn't think anything of it. However, this kid obviously had poor internal strength and couldn't compare with him at all. He might not even have 50% of his skills, but he actually repelled his own full-strength sword.
There are such strange things in the world, it¡¯s really a ghost!
He was still a little in disbelief, staring at Liang Siren blankly, looking up and down to see what his skills were and whether he was just pretending.
The man in green shirt stared at Liang Siren closely, stroking his beard and frowning thoughtfully.
"Boy, let's do a palm move!" The lion-like man inserted the knife, returned it to the sheath, said carelessly, and struck out with a fist like a vinegar bowl.
Liang Siren spun his feet, stepped back quickly, pointed his long sword diagonally at the ground, opened his eyes and said: "This senior, I only know swordsmanship, not boxing or kicking!"
"Oh¡ª¡ª?" The lion-like man was surprised and nodded: "So it's your swordsmanship that's mysterious, isn't it?"
"That's right!" Liang Siren nodded and said solemnly: "The swordsmanship taught by the master himself is very powerful, and I am definitely not lying!"
"Not bad! Not bad!" The lion-like man nodded with a smile on his face: "I just want it! It seems that Xiao Guanlan's fame is not in vain!"
He also understood that the reason why his long sword was swung away was indeed because of his superb swordsmanship, not because of his superior skills, but because of the mystery behind it, which he could not figure out for a moment.
"Come on, let's do another move!" The lion-like man pulled out his sword again, swung it, and struck Liang Siren vertically.
Liang Siren was also very surprised to be able to repel the lion-like man. He didn't expect it to be effective. The sinking sword style was indeed magical.
In normal times, he has been competing with his fellow sects. Their internal strength is about the same as his. Being able to block his fellow sect's sword with this sword is not very clever. He can't see where the cleverness lies. At this time, he encountered Only when a person with profound inner strength uses this sword again will he realize its magic.
When he raised the sword, his internal energy flowed along specific meridians, forming a unique flow direction. At this time, his body was as calm as a rock.
This feeling is as if the whole body has turned into a tree, closely connected with the earth. Every sword strike can rely on the power of the earth. This is the essence of the Shen Jian Style.
This feeling was so wonderful that he couldn't extricate himself from it, so he kept his eyes slightly closed, not wanting to open them or lose such a wonderful feeling.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of this feeling when he was practicing this sword. At this time, when a strong enemy was approaching, his mind was completely focused on the sword, and he felt such a wonderful feeling just now.
Only then did he realize that each sword of the infinite swords taught by the master was magical. Whether it was the turtle sword style or the sinking sword style, he needed to understand it carefully. Some sword styles were not his power. Not strong, but lack of understanding.
Seeing the big man draw his sword and strike again, he closed his eyes slightly and concentrated completely on the sword. He suddenly felt that he was one with the world and the power of the earth was his own power.
When the long knife struck, he suddenly pointed it out according to the feeling in his mind. It was as light as a dragonfly touching water. The tip of the sword and the long knife touched lightly.?
"Ding" The long knife swung away, as if it had been struck on a stone and collapsed all of a sudden. The big man followed and took a diagonal step forward before standing firm.
"Evil! Take another blow from me!" The lion-like man was not convinced, shouted angrily, and used his sword again, still slashing Huashan with one move, extremely powerful.
"Ding" the long knife swung away again, the lion-like man had no choice but to take a step back, unable to stop himself.
He lowered his head and looked at his knife, and found that there was a point on the knife, which was slightly dented into a small pit, as if it had been hit by a stone.
The man in green shirt took a step forward, looked at his sword, and said with a smile: "My little brother's swordsmanship is superb, every sword strikes the same position!"
"Well, not bad!" The lion-like man nodded and snorted: "I didn't expect that you are not very old, but your sword skills are quite good. Are you really a bad guy in the Wuliang Sword Sect?"
Liang Siren put down his sword, opened his eyes, and slowly shook his head: "Although I can't be ranked at the bottom, I am only among the bottom few. I am really ashamed!"
The lion-like man stared at him, looked around, and hummed: "Are you just joking and making trouble with us?"
Liang Siren shook his head: "How dare you deceive me?! This is my junior sister, and her swordsmanship is better than that of me!"
He pointed like the moon, shook his head and smiled.
Ruyue was startled, stood up and hummed: "Senior Brother Liang, why are you trying to catch up with me?!"
The lion-like man and the man in green shirt turned to look. She turned around on her beautiful face, then turned around and nodded.
They could see that Ruyue's internal strength was indeed stronger than Liang Siren's. Although they didn't know how good her swordsmanship was, it was obviously not a good thing for a little girl's internal strength to be stronger than his.
"Brother Sun, Brother Zhao, Brother Qian was stabbed by him, let's just forget it?" A cold voice suddenly sounded, but it was a short middle-aged man who was sneering.
He is short, half a head shorter than Liang Siren. He has a rat beard and a thin face. His eyes are long and thin, and they are narrowed, making him almost invisible. Only the cold light shines through the slits in his eyes, as if shooting through them like lancets. .
The man in green shirt turned around, waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, forget it, it's just an ordinary competition, there is no need to make any grudges."
The short man sneered, with disdain on his face: "You are magnanimous and broad-minded, but I cannot be such a good person!"
"Brother Wang, why do you need to be as knowledgeable as a child!?" The man in green shirt smiled while stroking his beard.
"Hehe, what a kid!" The short man sneered and glanced at the man in green shirt: "However, the parents of this kid are not ordinary people, and they should be feared by others!" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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