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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tianlong Chapter 217: Dao Heng

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    Chapter 217 Dao Heng

    "We don't know if he even bothers to lie" The short, thin middle-aged man looked up at him, shook his head and sneered.

    "So, your Excellency must be relying on my boss?!" Liang Siren smiled strangely, seeming to be mocking and disdainful.

    The short, thin middle-aged man shook his head and put the handkerchief back into his sleeve: "If Xiao Guanlan is not guilty and comes out to meet everyone, why should he keep his head buried?"

    "My leader is in retreat!" Liang Siren said with a smile.

    "He is in seclusion, who can prove it? Maybe, hehe!" The short and thin middle-aged man shook his head and sneered disapprovingly.

    Liang Siren looked at him steadily, turned away, smiled, and ignored him.

    The short and thin middle-aged man was very proud and said with a smile: "In my opinion, these people were killed by Xiao Guanlan, so it was just a matter of suspicion!"

    Liang Siren smiled faintly, as if he didn't care to argue, and curled his lips: "If it was the hand of my subordinate, who could find out? I don't know who used such a clumsy method, it is really laughable.  Big teeth!"

    As he spoke, he shook his head with a sarcastic smile on his face.

    He clasped his fists and said, "Everyone, I'll take my leave!"

    As he said that, he turned around and walked out. Everyone around him hurriedly made a way, and no one dared to stop him. Although most people knew that it was not Xiao Guanlan and that someone had framed him, such a murder was enough to frighten everyone and not cause any trouble.  wonderful.

    Another woman stood next to Liang Siren. She was beautiful and slender, with a long sword hanging from her waist, following him lightly.

    "Stop!" Suddenly a loud shout sounded, making everyone's ears ring.

    People turned around and saw a middle-aged man standing up from the table with a gloomy face, staring at the backs of Liang Siren and Liang Siren.

    The big man was dressed in a brown ge-shirt with several patches on his clothes. He had a wooden stick on his head. His hair was messy, but his eyes under the messy hair were like cold lightning, domineering and raging.

    "What do you have to say, Your Excellency?" Liang Siren turned around and met his cold eyes, his expression was indifferent, and there was a smile at the corner of his mouth.

    "Are you from the Wuliang Sword Sect?" The big man asked coldly with a gloomy voice.

    Liang Siren nodded: "Yes, I am a disciple of the Wuliang Sword Sect!"

    "Very good!" The big man sneered, and picked it up from the table with his big hand: "I will kill all the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect!"

    Liang Siren frowned: "Have I, the Wuliang Sword Sect, done anything to offend?"

    "Xiao Guanlan killed my disciple!" the big man said coldly, his heart was as cold as ice, and everyone around him could feel his overwhelming resentment.

    Liang Siren turned around and said to Ru Yue: "Little junior sister, we have to take action again!"

    Ruyue smiled softly: "Yeah."

    She had a strange look on her face, and looked eagerly at the big man, which made everyone around her feel strange.

    Liang Siren clasped his fists and said, "I don't know how holy you are, but you won't kill unknown people with your sword!"

    "Cangshan Zhang Daoheng!" the big man said coldly.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUTOUT! This big man wearing patched clothes, with disheveled hair, and looking like a wild man turned out to be Zhang Daoheng!

    Zhang Daoheng, known as the Iron Palm and Silver Sword, was famous in the martial arts circles in Jiangbei. He was famous for his cruelty and cruelty. He once slaughtered a hundred people in one day.

    Cangshan is located in Shanxi Province. He has always lived on Cangshan Mountain and rarely goes down the mountain. Back then, one of his disciples went down the mountain to visit relatives and was killed by a villager on the way.

    Zhang Daoheng went down to Cangshan Mountain angrily. He slaughtered the village with one man and one sword, leaving no chickens or dogs behind. His ruthless attack shocked the martial arts world.

    To avenge his disciples, although his behavior was excessive, no one said anything. They just thought it was too harsh. After killing him, he returned to Cangshan without looking for trouble.

    The name of Iron Palm and Silver Sword became famous in one battle. Then, another time, one of his disciples was killed. He went down to Cangshan Mountain and slaughtered that person again.

    After the two battles, the Iron Palm and Silver Sword had an outstanding reputation and no one dared to offend him.

    Unexpectedly, the famous man actually came to Suzhou City. Everyone looked at him, trying to see the true face of this murderous man.

    Liang Siren had never heard of his name, but seeing everyone¡¯s expressions, he knew he was famous. He cupped his fists and said calmly: ¡°It turns out to be Senior Zhang, please enlighten me!¡±

    Everyone turned to him and looked at the beautiful Ruyue, secretly thinking that it was a pity that these two little guys were unlucky to meet Zhang Daoheng.

    The Wuliang Sword Sect is also in bad luck. With Zhang Daoheng¡¯s temper, the Wuliang Sword Sect will definitely be slaughtered.

    However, Xiao Guanlan is not a good person either. Who will win will be determined in the future.It can be seen that, however, excitement is inevitable.

    Most of them just wanted to watch the excitement and looked at the field with bright eyes.

    Zhang Daoheng is a long-established master. He looks young, almost forty years old. He is in the prime of life and his martial arts has reached its peak. However, these two are disciples of Wuliang Sword. They are only 16 years old and are a generation apart.  Zhang Daoheng's move was a bit like bullying the small.

    "However, consider that Zhang Daoheng's disciple was killed by Xiao Guanlan. He was also a generation behind. If you are in the first grade of junior high school, others can be in the fifteenth grade. There is nothing to say.

    Zhang Daoheng sneered: "I only blame Xiao Guanlan for provoking me. If you join the Wuliang Sword Sect, you will suffer a fate!"

    After saying that, the sword light flashed from his waist, and he suddenly rushed forward. The tip of the sword was already in front of Liang Siren's throat. The sword technique was so fast that everyone around him couldn't see clearly.

    Liang Siren did not advance but retreated. He twisted his waist and turned around. The sword light at his waist flashed, and the tip of the sword appeared in front of Zhang Daoheng's throat.

    His footwork was mysterious and he had avoided the sword tip in front of his throat.

    "Ding" the crisp sound of gold and iron sounded. Zhang Daoheng turned his wrist and picked up his sword. The swords of the two collided, causing a spark to fly out.

    The moment Liang Siren stepped under his feet, the sword was flattened, directing the huge force from his wrist. He was shocked by the profound skill of Zhang Daoheng.

    "Eh?" Zhang Daoheng frowned. He had concentrated his skills with the sword just now. He should have made this kid's sword fly, but it had no effect at all.

    His sword light danced, forming a sword net, and he rushed towards Liang Siren, showing a head-on attitude, showing no fear.

    "Ding" Liang Siren also rushed forward, and there was a flash of sword light in the middle, and the long swords clashed, splashing out a cloud of sparks, each stood in the other's position, and the positions happened to be swapped.

    Zhang Daoheng held his sword across his chest, his head slightly lowered, his messy hair covering his eyes, but his cold, electric gaze shined through the chaos to Liang Siren.

    Liang Siren suddenly closed his eyes, his hands hanging down, his feet unsteady, and his whole body completely relaxed, as if he was standing still.

    The long sword was slowly raised up, in line with the mouth and nose, facing the sky, with the hilt in the center of the chest, in a turtle sword pose.

    "Pretending to be a ghost!" Zhang Daoheng sneered, flicked the long sword with his fingers, and with a "clang" sound, it suddenly stabbed out. The light surged and reached Liang Siren's throat in an instant.

    Liang Siren's figure remained motionless, with only a slight tap of the long sword, it quickly returned to its position, and was raised again in front of his eyebrows, without even opening his eyes.

    The long sword in his hand buzzed and trembled, as if it came to life and was about to fly out.

    "Ding" Zhang Daoheng stepped back, the brilliant sword light dimmed, and he took two steps back.

    Liang Siren secretly praised it in his heart. It was indeed the second level of the Infinite Sword. The deep internal force only stirred in the sword and was completely sealed within it.

    He thought of the situation two days ago, when Miss Xueqing came and said that she wanted to teach the second level of the Infinite Sword. Because he was a blessing in disguise and had greatly increased his internal strength, he was qualified to be taught it.

    After learning it, he only felt that it was normal, there was no big change, and he easily mastered the second level of mental skills.

    At this time, when he started to use it, he realized that the mystery could not be guessed casually.

    "Take my sword again!" Zhang Daoheng was dissatisfied, shouted angrily, and attacked again.

    ¡°Ding, ding, ding, ding¡­¡± The crisp sound of gold and iron is like rain hitting banana trees, and it is continuous.

    Zhang Daoheng's sword was like lightning, completely covering Liang Siren, as if strong winds and huge waves were constantly beating against the rocks on the cliff.

    Liang Siren stood still, his feet were steady, his body was relaxed, his eyes were slightly closed, he just touched the sword lightly, then immediately returned to his position, then lightly again, and returned to his position again, looking relaxed and comfortable.

    He knew in his heart that a few days ago, even if he used the Turtle Sword Style, he would not be able to block Zhang Daoheng's impact. The Turtle Sword Style has a characteristic. The more people there are, the more powerful it is. He alone cannot stop him. This Zhang Daoheng  He is a top master.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? together out of nowhere, they really didn't expect that Zhang Daoheng's sword skills were so powerful, but there was nothing he could do with this kid with the Infinite Sword.
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