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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 517: Breaking the Army

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    Chapter 517 Breaking the Army

    Xu's eyes shrank. When the Cangyun faction started, he and Father Xu were on the side. He didn't see Duan Yu show the prestige.

    Chang Chun took a breath and said slowly: "Six Meridians Divine Sword!"

    "Not bad." Duan Yu nodded with a sincere expression: "Brother Chang, if you can catch it, we can give it a try. Otherwise, there is no need to take the risk."

    Chang Chun pursed his lips tightly, looked at the fragmented big stone, and shook his head bitterly: "The Six Meridians Divine Sword is indeed well-deserved!"

    Head Xu looked at Duan Yu and said solemnly, "Master Duan, could it be the young prince?"

    Duan Yu clasped his fists: "That's right."

    He walked around the world and never regarded himself as a young prince. However, this matter related to Xu's sect, so he did not care much and admitted it frankly.

    "I'm so ignorant that I don't know the truth!" Headmaster Xu laughed loudly and turned around: "The young prince is here. It is a great honor for me, the Dajiang Sect, to come in and have tea!"

    Duan Yu glanced at Xiao Yuesheng. Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said nothing.

    Duan Yu knew what he was doing and nodded with a smile: "Then don't bother me!"

    "What are you talking about, young prince!" Headmaster Xu laughed loudly, stretched out his hand and bowed: "It is extremely rare for young prince's noble body to be able to come to this mountainous place!"

    After saying that, everyone followed Duan Yu and walked towards the mountain road together, gradually going up.

    Xu ** followed Duan Yu, biting his lower lip, glancing at Master Xu from time to time, secretly annoyed in his heart, this old guy really deserves to be a cunning old man. As soon as he heard Duan Lang's identity, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

    Duan Lang is also soft -hearted. He eats soft and not hard. He can't pull his face. In case of ambush in the mountains, you can perform secret calculations and be invincible!

    She was secretly anxious and turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng. Xiao Yuesheng was talking to Lan Yumei in a low voice. His voice was so weak that she couldn't hear him clearly. Judging from his appearance, he didn't seem worried at all.

    Fang Xueqing, Zhong Ling, and Mu Wanqing were also talking in low voices, with relaxed expressions, as if they were really guests.

    Xu ** sighed secretly. It seemed that he was the only one who was worried. They all looked determined and believed this old guy!

    She was secretly anxious in her heart, her feet stagnated, and she unknowingly approached Fang Xueqing and said softly: "Sister Fang, this person named Xu is not a good person. He might have dug a hole for us to jump into!"

    Fang Xueqing stopped talking to Mu Wanqing and turned around. Seeing her anxious look, she pursed her lips and smiled softly: "I'm just afraid that he will be honest!"

    ??Xu** was stunned for a moment, very puzzled, then he pondered for a moment, and nodded slowly if he gained something.

    Fang Xueqing nodded approvingly, secretly praising the girl Xu for her gentle heart, ice and snow, and her intelligence, and she understood her intentions in the blink of an eye.

    They caught up with Master Xu and the others before, tapped their acupuncture points, and gave them some pain. However, this time they met, he didn't care at all, as if they didn't know him. Could it be that this person really has such a strong mind?  !

    Fang Xueqing was extremely curious and couldn't hold down the button, wanting to take a look.

    This time, Master Xu did not use any deceit, and led everyone into the Dajiang Sect, leading directly to the front hall, which was the Dajiang Sect's reception room.

    The hall was brightly lit, and there were already two old men sitting there, with beautiful eyebrows and snowy beards, wearing linen robes, sitting there quietly like two statues.

    "Little prince, this is my master, this is my father." Headmaster Xu introduced them respectively and laughed.

    Duan Yu cupped his fists and bowed, seeing two old men.

    The old man on the left has a long, slanted face and a long scar on his left cheek, like a centipede lying on it. Although he has white hair and a childish face, he still looks ferocious.

    A pair of long and narrow eyes shot out cold electricity, and the room seemed to light up.

    The old man on the right is chubby, with a round and rosy face, and clear eyes. He is friendly and amiable, and you immediately feel friendly when you see him.

    He was looking at everyone with a smile, looking around at a few women, showing doubts, and finally landed on Xiao Yuesheng, smiling and nodding.

    Xiao Yuesheng secretly sighed that there were dragons and snakes hidden deep in the mountains. It was indeed true. These two old men had deep internal strength and could be called masters in the martial arts world.

    He has a restrained air in his elixir. From the outside, he looks like an ordinary person who does not practice martial arts. This chubby old man can pay attention to himself and has an unusually sharp eye.

    The old man with the long and narrow face opened his eyes, landed on Duan Yu, gently chinned his head, and then closed his eyes again, ignoring Xiao Yuesheng and the others.

    "Haha, my master is practicing a certain martial art. He usually closes his eyes and doesn't speak. Don't be surprised, young prince." Headmaster Xu explained with a smile.

    Duan Yu was surprised, looked at the old man with a long and narrow face, and said with a smile: "I wonder what kind of kung fu senior has practiced?"

    "My master practices the Broken Army Sword." Headmaster Xu answered the question with a smile, making no secret.

    "I have little knowledge and have never heard of this sword technique." Duan Yu shook his head and smiled to himself.

    The round-faced old man smiled and said: "The young prince is here. I have come to welcome you from afarhave you not asked this gentleman his name?"

    As he spoke, he pointed his finger at Xiao Yuesheng.

    Leader Xu was startled and looked at Xiao Yuesheng and then Duan Yu. Xiao Yuesheng had never made a move. He always thought he was a scholar and had never practiced martial arts.

    At this time, my father took it seriously, and he suddenly realized that this person was definitely not an ordinary person!

    "This is my sworn brother, surnamed Xiao." Duan Yu smiled.

    "Your surname is Xiao?" The round-faced old man frowned and asked: "As far as I know, there are many masters named Xiao in the martial arts world, and the most outstanding figure is the master of Wuliang Sword, Daxia Xiao!"

    Duan Yu laughed: "Haha, that is Brother Xiao."

    "It's Master Xiao in front of you?!" The round-faced old man stood up in a hurry, and two flaming rays of light shot out from his eyes and fell on Xiao Yuesheng's face.

    "Xiao Yuesheng clasped his fists and smiled slightly: "Xiao Guanlan, you are polite."

    "I don't dare to take it! I don't dare to take it!" The round-faced old man waved his hands hurriedly, staring at him closely, as if he wanted to see through it, and sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect that a person like Xiao Daxia could come to our sect!"

    The old man with a long and narrow face suddenly opened his eyes, and lightning burst out, piercing Xiao Yuesheng. The hall suddenly lit up, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

    Like lightning, his eyes fell on Xiao Yuesheng's face. He looked at it and slowly closed his eyes, as if nothing in the world could move his heart, but his eyebrows were furrowed.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him and said with a slight smile: "This senior's Broken Army Sword must be the result of condensing a lifetime of skill into one sword."

    "As expected of Mr. Xiao!" The round-faced old man chuckled.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "In my opinion, this old gentleman's training method is wrong, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to master it."

    "Oh -?" The round-faced old man was startled, showing an unexpected expression. He looked at the narrow-faced old man, then looked at Xiao Yuesheng, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Xiao has a sharp eye, is there anything wrong with it?"

    "Here comes the sword." Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand, and Fang Xueqing unsheathed the sword and presented it to him with both hands.

    Xiao Yuesheng took the sword, held it upright in front of his chest, and said calmly: "If I have even dabbled in this kind of swordsmanship, it would be a shame!"

    After saying that, he flicked his wrist lightly, and with a "buzz" sound, the sword trembled and let out a clear roar, like a dragon's roar, clear and exciting.

    After the clear chant, the sword light surged and spread quickly, filling the entire hall instantly.

    The hall was filled with light, as bright as day. The light overshadowed the blazing bull torch, as if a sun had fallen in, and was a bit brighter than day.

    "Good swordsmanship!" The old man with a long and narrow face opened his eyes, squinted his eyelids, and couldn't help but screamed.

    The long sword turned into a white lightsaber. He picked it up in his hand, stabbed it forward lightly, and stopped in front of a chair, a foot away.

    The light on the sword quickly dissipated, like white snow meeting boiling water. It suddenly disappeared completely. The sword returned to its normal state. The cold air was striking, but the cold light was restrained.

    He sheathed the sword, handed it to Fang Xueqing, turned around and swept away everyone, and smiled: "Funny."

    Leader Xu was startled, looked at him, then at the chair, and asked doubtfully: "Is this?"

    At this time, the door curtain suddenly fluttered. A gust of mountain wind blew the door curtain and rushed in. The ox candle swayed, and the hall became dark and bright again.

    "Eh?!" Headmaster Xu turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng.

    Everyone looked around and saw that the chair just now disappeared, and there was a ball of powder on the ground, which spread out a little.

    The eyes of the old man with a long and narrow face shined brightly, as bright as cold lightning. He stared at the ball of powder, and then slowly moved towards Xiao Yuesheng, his gaze seemed to pierce people's hearts.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and said: "I haven't practiced this move of sacrificing the sword to a sufficient degree, so it should be similar to this senior's sword-breaking sword."

    "Not bad! Not bad!" The man with the long and narrow face stared at him closely and nodded slowly: "What a sword move!"

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????? Everyone was stunned, and when they reacted, the sword did not hit, but it had turned the chair into powder.

    Fang Xueqing pursed her lips and smiled, secretly thinking that the young master had softened his heart and tried to deter them in advance to prevent them from playing tricks and causing their own destruction.
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