Lighting the candle, Xu Daoyun sat at a table of eight immortals, flipping through the "Flying Feather Sword Book" that he had snatched from Ding Quan's hand.

As usual, he flipped through the pages so fast that people thought he hadn't read anything, but he was able to catch them all in his eyes and memorize them at a glance.

An hour later, Xu Daoyun put the flying feather sword book into the Qiankun bag, and there were words in his mouth, and all he recited was the content of the sword book.

Although the content of the sword book is memorized, if you want to practice and understand, it still takes time to study and precipitate, and it is by no means something that can be understood overnight.

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The second day, the beginning of the morning.

After Xu Daoyun washed up, he rushed to the front hall.

At this time, twenty or thirty people had gathered in the front hall, all of them men.

Yang Xuan was in the first seat, and the second seat was a white-skinned, tall and thin young man, looking twenty-five or sixteen years old, but with a sickly face, as if he was overindulged.

Yang Xuan nodded from afar, and Xu Daoyun also returned the salute.

The white-skinned young man also saw the young man with a back box who stepped through the door, his slender eyes narrowed, and his voice was hoarse and sharp, and he asked, "Master Yang, is that kid from your house?"

Yang Xuan shook his head: "Oh, no, he is the young man who came to help rescue Yin Yin, Guo Daxia was not there last night, so I didn't see him." ”

"Oh?"

The young man surnamed Guo raised his eyebrows, and said in a sarcastic voice: "How many skills can such a milky yellow-mouthed child dare to come to help? ”

Yang Xuan was in a dilemma, smiled awkwardly, and didn't talk.

The rest of the thugs in the hall also noticed Xu Daoyun's arrival, and they all cast strange glances, with different eyes.

Xu Daoyun ignored them, found an empty seat and sat down, waiting to set off.

The young man named Guo Tun drank all the tea in his cup, got up and said: "Let's go, go to Wuning Village to ask for people, it's just a small cottage where a group of rabble gather, I want to see how rampant they are." ”

Yang Xuan also stood up, walked side by side with Guo Tun, and walked out of the front hall.

The thugs followed one after another, and Xu Daoyun hung at the end, following them unhurriedly.

The group walked out of the Yang Mansion and walked through the main street in a mighty way, heading towards Wuning Mountain.

When passing by a small stall selling steamed buns, Xu Daoyun stepped forward to buy five large meat buns, nibbling and walking.

Wuning Mountain is less than ten miles east of Quanhai Town, and you can walk along the official road avenue.

After walking for about half an hour, they finally saw a hill rising from the ground.

This mountain is not steep, surrounded by green bamboo, the forest is filled with mist, the mountain breeze is slow, and a cool sense comes to the face, which makes people feel refreshed.

The group went up the mountain along the mountain road, and after walking for a short time, they saw the wooden wall of Wuning Village.

The wall is made of pine wood, and the roots are extremely sharp, and they are deeply embedded in the ground.

Guo Tun came to the spirit at that time, ran to the gate of the village in three steps and two steps, and shouted: "Listen, the people inside, you have been surrounded by us, and those who know each other will quickly open the door, and then tie your hands and arrest it, if you dare to say half a word, you will be leveled by this cottage!"

Yang Xuan couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly, why was this Guo Tun acting so recklessly?

Xu Daoyun crossed his arms around his chest, and couldn't help but smile at Guo Tun, who was jumping in front of the gate of the village like a monkey.

Why does this person's style of acting be a bit villainous and pretty?

Finally, there was movement in the walled gate, and the sound of footsteps sounded chaotically, and there must have been a lot of bandits gathered behind the door.

After a while, the gate of the village opened, and sure enough, there were thirty or forty wicked men with knives, guns, and clubs waiting for them.

That Guo Tun was not afraid, but took a step forward and said arrogantly: "I don't talk nonsense with the little minions, let you come out and talk to me." ”

The thieves looked at each other, but no one answered.

Suddenly, the crowd parted on both sides, and a tall and burly one-eyed man walked out of it, and the only remaining right eye swept over Guo Tun and the others calmly, and finally stopped at Yang Xuan, and said in a flat tone: "Master Yang, I have already said that Miss Yang is not in my village, and the big boss has not been seen for a few days, and we don't know where he went, why are you struggling with each other?"

Yang Xuan took a step forward, gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for your copycat ghost, where would my daughter go?"

"So, Master Yang is all based on speculation, without any real evidence, so he blamed me Wuning Village for no reason?"

Yang Xuan said angrily: "Lin Wei, you and I both know it, why bother beating around the bush?

With Yang Xuan's order, the two parties fought when they arrived.

Guo Tun rushed to Lin Wei first, and the stainless steel folding fan in his hand was superb.

Xu Daoyun raised his eyebrows, thinking that although this Guo Tun looked like a soft-footed shrimp, he still had some real skills, and he was not ambiguous at all.

Suddenly, his phoenix eyes narrowed, swept into the crowd, grabbed Yang Xuan's shoulders and pulled him back, rescuing him from a wicked man's butcher's knife.

Yang Xuan's heart palpitated, and his mouth was dry: "More...... Thank you Shaoxia for saving your life. ”

Xu Daoyun let go of his shoulders and said with a smile: "Master Yang doesn't understand martial arts, it's better to stand back, just leave these things to us." ”

"Okay, young man, be careful. ”

"Rest assured. ”

When the words fell, Xu Daoyun rushed into the crowd again, he didn't call out the Chonghe sword, he only used his fists and feet to cross the crowd, and knocked four or five strong men with big shoulders and round waists to the ground in an instant.

The thugs hired by Yang Xuan were all stunned by Xu Daoyun's skills.

They thought that this boy was just a little doll who was indiscriminate, but they couldn't imagine that this young man, who was not counted as combat effectiveness, actually had such a high level of martial arts, and they were really blindsided.

Xu Daoyun was fighting vigorously, and suddenly felt danger, and on the side of his head, a feather arrow shot past his ear.

Xu Daoyun's eyes were quick, he grabbed the arrow with his probe, and then looked back, and sure enough, he saw a man in the distance holding a bow in his hand, which seemed to be not light.

When the man saw Xu Daoyun coming, he sighed in his heart, and immediately turned around and ran.

Where would Xu Daoyun let him go, he used the goose to slide out of the crowd, caught up with the man in a few breaths, knocked him to the ground, then picked up the iron bow, pulled out a feather arrow from the quiver, aimed it at a person in the crowd, and released the bowstring.

Shout.

The feather arrow shot out like lightning and hit a man in the calf.

Xu Daoyun kept moving, firing the bow and shooting continuously, and shot over four or five men in a few breaths.

Yang Xuan couldn't help but praise him: "Okay, the young man is good at archery." ”

"Master Yang has won the award. ”

Xu Daoyun tightened the bowstring, the bow was like a full moon, and this time he aimed the arrow at Lin Wei, who was fighting with Guo Tun.

Loosen your fingers and put the strings, only to hear the sound of "boom", and the arrow turned into a black line and shot towards Lin Wei's chest.