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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tianlong Chapter 677: Coming to the Door

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    Chapter 677 Coming to the Door

    "Hmm, not bad!" The old man stroked his beard and smiled, nodding slowly.

    Another middle-aged man spoke, with a surprisingly thick beard covering his original skin. He laughed loudly: "Okay! Okay!"

    "What's so good? What's the use of dealing with them? Could it be to avenge His Majesty?! Haha, it's really interesting!"

    "It's just to make people laugh. People all over the world must say that we don't dare to offend people named Xiao, we only pick weak people! It's really embarrassing!"

    "You" The middle-aged man who came up with the idea pointed at them and said angrily: "Okay, tell me, what good ideas do you have?!"

    "What a good idea, I'm still thinking about it!"

    "Okay, shut up!" The old man waved his hand.

    The few people who were staring turned their heads and snorted.

    The old man stroked his gray beard and pondered for a moment: "This is indeed not a bad idea, but this is not to destroy his prestige, but to force him to divide his troops!"

    He smiled, with a confident look on his face.

    "Divide the troops?!" the middle-aged man asked.

    The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "A lot of people went there last time, two or three hundred, right? If Wuliang Sword wants to protect them, they must spread out and protect them one by one Huh! They gather together, let's take care of them  No, they¡¯re scattered, isn¡¯t that enough?!¡±

    "This is a good idea, Master Yelu!" Everyone was talking and nodding in agreement.

    They were outnumbered and powerful, but when faced with the disciples of Wuliang Sword, they were scratching their heads. They kept breaking their hands, but to no avail, as if they were attacking a city wall so high that it reached the clouds, giving rise to a sense of despair.

    The old man smiled and said: "In that case, let's discuss how to implement it, fight a winning battle, and show the prestige of our Daliao!"

    "Okay!" Everyone responded loudly. Although there were only a few people, the momentum was astonishing.

    With hope amidst despair, they created infinite power out of thin air, wishing they could insert their wings into their ribs, and spread to various places at once, committing murder and arson, shocking the martial arts community in the Central Plains.

    "It should be enough for us to be a group of ten." The old man stroking his beard pondered for a moment and said slowly.

    A middle-aged man said: "Master Yelu, in my opinion, it is not necessary at all and too careful. A group of five people is enough!"

    Someone next to him echoed: "That's right, these people are quite famous, but their martial arts skills are far behind. The five of them already look up to them!"

    "Well, in that case, let's make a group of five and finally meet at Juxian Manor!" The old man put down his hand, his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.

    "Master Yelu, why did you go to Juxian Village?" a person asked.

    "Haha, I heard that the man named Xiao is very concerned about Juxian Village. We will wait for him there!" The old man said with a smile.

    "Yes, I will obey the orders of Hero Yelu!" everyone said in unison.

    Juxianzhuang

    In the early morning, the martial arts training field in the backyard is paved with green bricks, neat and smooth, and comfortable to look at. The morning air is fresh, and the birds are chirping around.

    It is late autumn now, the shadow of winter is faintly visible, the air is chilly, but You Tanzhi is wearing a short coat, with bare arms, practicing boxing in the middle of the field.

    After practicing for a long time, white air was steaming all over the body, and it was like there were two white ropes tied between the mouth and nose, breathing in and out, stretching and contracting, which was extremely weird.

    If the weather is warm, it would not be so conspicuous. Now that the air is chilly, you can already see the breath, which is more and more obvious.

    His movements are slow, as if dancing, not like practicing Kung Fu. They give people a feeling of softness and stretch, as if they are stretching rather than practicing hard.

    His face was rosy, and his eyes were gleaming with light. The light was vaguely similar to the cold light glowing on the sword, which was a sign that the inner power had entered the room.

    When they were in a good state, the sound of footsteps was heard. You Ji and You Ju passed around tight-fitting training clothes and walked slowly. They saw You Tanzhi practicing and stopped at a distance.

    The two looked at each other for a while, and You Ji whispered: "Tanzhi's internal strength seems to be improving by leaps and bounds. These twelve major forms are really wonderful!"

    "Well, it's a pity that we can't practice." You Ju nodded with a regretful expression.

    You Ji smiled and said: "Second brother, just be satisfied. If Tanzhi learns it, isn't it the same as us?"

    Youju nodded and sighed: "Even so, it's a pity that I can't experience such a unique skill personally."

    "Who made our lives unsafe!" You Ji smiled bitterly.

    You Ju¡¯s words aroused his thoughts and resonated with him. He felt the same as You Ju, feeling regretful that he could not personally experience this superb skill.

    The two of us practice family trainingAlthough his boxing skills are good, they are incomparable to the unique skills of Wuliang Sword Sect, both in heaven and on earth.

    You Ju looked at You Tanzhi's movements and exclaimed in admiration: "These twelve major forms are so amazing. In just one month, his inner strength has become so deep!"

    "Yes" You Ji nodded.

    You Tanzhi stopped his momentum and exhaled like an arrow. The solid white air hit the green bricks in front of his feet and slowly dispersed. He turned around and said with a smile: "Uncle, Dad, you are here!"

    You Ji and You Ju came over and said with a smile: "Your uncle and I just said that your twelve major forms are so wonderful and magical. In just a short period of time, your internal energy has improved so much that it is simply unbelievable."

    You Ji nodded and said with emotion: "It's hard to imagine how deep the internal strength of the disciples of the Infinite Sword is! You have only practiced for two months, and your internal strength has increased several times. If they have been practicing, isn't it even more amazing?"

    You Tanzhi scratched his head and whispered: "No"

    "What's not?" You Ji smiled and looked at him: "They don't have deep internal strength?"

    "No, no." You Tanzhi shook his head hurriedly and whispered: "Their internal powers are all unpredictable. I mean"

    "What's wrong with you?" You Ji asked hurriedly.

    You TanZhi lowered his head and said softly: "My internal energy has improved so much, not all because of the twelve major forms."

    ¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?¡± You Ji and You Ju looked at each other and looked over.

    You Tanzhi whispered: "It was Miss Chun Niang who gave me a Yuan Pei Dan to increase my internal strength."

    "Peiyuan Pill?!" The two people's eyes widened suddenly.

    You Tanzhi whispered: "I didn't know that before."

    You Ju looked at him, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Tanzhi, what do you think you are capable of, to have such an adventure?!"

    You Tanzhi smiled sheepishly and scratched his head, looking rather naive.

    You Ji hurriedly asked: "Can this Peiyuan Pill increase internal strength?"

    You Tanzhi nodded: "Well, it's because of taking the Peiyuan Pill that I have the internal strength I have today. Miss Chun Niang has already told me not to tell others. Uncle, Dad, you must not tell anyone.  "

    "That's natural. Do you think uncle doesn't understand anything?" You Ji nodded hurriedly and glanced at You Ju: "If such a magical elixir is revealed, I'm afraid it will make countless people go crazy. We, Juxian Village, can't do that.  I want peace!"

    "Master Xiao actually has such a magical elixir, why worry about not having a master?!" You Ju sighed.

    You Tanzhi said: "This elixir also has limitations. The first pill you take can increase your internal strength for ten years, but the second pill will be useless."

    "It's okay, okay." You Ji laughed.

    You Ju said: "If this elixir is so magical, wouldn't it mean that we don't need to practice kung fu?"

    "That's right." You Ji said, sighing: "However, Tanzhi is of great use. Come on, let's show it off!"

    After saying that, without waiting for You Tanzhi's reaction, he punched You Tanzhi in the chest.

    The two of them were just a couple of arms apart. He lunged forward and punched like the wind. As soon as he was close, You Tanzhi's feet slipped, as if there was a string being pulled from behind.

    He took a step back, just in time to avoid this punch. Another punch had already arrived, but it was You Ju's right fist. He and You Ji had a perfect tacit understanding.

    You TanZhi turned around and slid behind them, punching softly and silently.

    The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then they tried to avoid it, but a strong force came from their backs, and they rushed out, reaching three feet away.

    You Tanzhi scratched his head and laughed twice.

    You Ji and You Ju smiled and shook their heads. They felt that they were getting old. Under a sneak attack, the two of them could not survive Tan's attack.

    "Good Kung Fu!" A sudden shout came from all around, like a bell hitting a bell.

    You Ji and You Ju's expressions changed, their ears buzzed, and they turned their heads to look, only to see five people standing on the sidelines, all wearing black outfits.

    "Here are some heroes here, what can you say?" You Ji took two steps forward, cupped his fists and said in a deep voice.

    He saw the aura of these people, full of hostility. He had rich experience in the world, and he could tell at a glance that the people coming were not good, and he was afraid that they were coming to cause trouble.

    "Are you You Ji?" The middle-aged man in front said in a deep voice.

    He is tall and thin, with a thin face, a high-pitched voice that is extremely uncomfortable to listen to, and a pair of narrow and gloomy eyes.

    You Ji nodded: "It's You."

    The middle-aged man stretched out his fingers and glided over the positions of You Ju and You Tanzhi one by one: "He is You Ju, is he You Tanzhi?"

    ¡°Exactly, what¡¯s your advice?!¡± You Ji frowned.
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