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Including the person who was knocked away by Yang Qian, there were a total of five people on the other side. The five of them were all dressed in white and carrying long swords, and they all seemed to be martial arts cultivators.

Of those five, one person stood out. That was the person who was accidentally bumped into by Yang Qian. This man has handsome eyebrows, a cold face, and a little haughty. The rest of the people were all hugging him.

Obviously, the rest of the people are headed by him.

He didn't squint and stared at Yang Qian. From his eyes, he could feel his contempt for Yang Qian.

"Dog mongrel, dare to hit someone!" Seeing that the same door was beaten by Yang Qian and vomited blood, a person stood up from behind with a curse, his body moved, and he attacked Yang Qian with a wave of his palm.

Yang Qian raised his eyebrows slightly, and when the man attacked in front of him, he shot like lightning, grabbed the man's wrist, gently took it behind him, and with a bang, the man flew out and hit the wall of the restaurant.

In a dilemma!

"If you don't have a clean mouth, you have to pay a price." Yang Qian glanced at the man who hit the wall.

Seeing this, except for the person who was still staring at Yang Qian coldly, the rest of the people were angry and attacked one after another.

However, their cultivation was too vegetable, and with a few bangs, Yang Qian threw them to the ground.

The men got up from the ground in embarrassment and were about to make a move, when the leader suddenly shouted, "Stop! ”

Obviously, the leading disciple was quite majestic, and as soon as he spoke, those few people withdrew their hands one after another, glared at Yang Qian fiercely, and then returned to the leading disciple and stood quietly.

Once again, the scene returned to calm.

It's just that in this calm, it seems to herald an even greater storm!

At this time, Qian Duoduo had already arrived beside Yang Qian, and said in a low voice: "Looking at their outfits, it seems that they are from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect." ”

Hearing this, Yang Qian sighed, his gaze swept lightly over those people, and finally his gaze fell on the first disciple.

It just so happened that the leading disciple was also staring at Yang Qian.

Cold eyes!

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, like two sharp swords clashing, full of gunpowder!

"Ten Thousand Swordsmen?" I don't know how long it took, Yang Qian said coldly.

The leading disciple snorted coldly and said, "Since Your Excellency knows that we are under the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but you have repeatedly provoked, what do you mean?" ”

Repeated provocations?

Yang Qian didn't feel a little funny, although he bumped into the leading disciple, Yang Qian shouldn't accompany him. But those few people came up and did it, as long as it was a little bloody, they couldn't bear it.

"It's not interesting, it's just that I can't get used to it." Yang Qian smiled indifferently, with a slight sarcasm in his tone.

Hearing Yang Qian's answer, the first disciple's face became even colder, and he said, "It's so unpleasant, it just so happens that I seem to hate you too!" ”

The words fell, and the head disciple's wrist flipped, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the long sword rushed like lightning, and quickly attacked Yang Qian.

Yang Qian's face was solemn, and his body was slightly on one side, just dodging. However, Yang Qian didn't stop, the lightning hand came in the blink of an eye, clasped the wrist of the leading disciple, used a slight force, and shook it again.

The leading disciple's wrist was numb, and suddenly the palm holding the long sword was released, and the long sword fell down.

At the same time as the long sword fell, Yang Qian's left hand stretched out, just in time to catch the long sword.

After that, the right hand that was holding the wrist was released, and the elbow was pushed hard against the chest of the leading disciple.

Pedal Pedal Ped

The leading disciple felt pain in his chest, and he took a few steps back to stop his body.

Yang Qian's series of attacks were carried out in one go, and the connection was seamless, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were dumbfounded.

"Ten Thousand Swords Gate, that's just it." Yang Qian played with the long sword he snatched from the head disciple and said indifferently.

From Fang Cai's hand, Yang Qian had already figured out the leading disciple clearly. Yang Qian's conclusion was that he was just a showman, and he didn't have much strength.

His cultivation is not even comparable to the few junior brothers beside him.

I really don't know, how can those people want to follow him?

The leading disciple was beaten up by Yang Qian in front of so many people, and he was so angry. In order to save face, he once again rushed towards Yang Qian recklessly.

This time, Yang Qian simply didn't bird him, his footsteps were gentle, his arm waved slightly, and a majestic energy directly shook the first disciple back.

Then Yang Qian threw the long sword with his backhand, only to hear a clang, and the long sword was nailed to the feet of the leading disciple impartially, vibrating gently.

"Roll as far as you want!" Yang Qian's voice was cold. He doesn't have the time to fool around here with a bunch of boring people.

This group of people has no strength of their own, and they show off their power in the name of Wanjian Gate, which is annoying.

Yang Qian hates such people the most!

Hearing Yang Qian tell them to get out, the faces of those disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect were so ugly and ugly.

As disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, they are admired everywhere they go, when have they ever been insulted like this?

The disciple at the head glared at Yang Qian fiercely, he knew that Yang Qian was powerful, although he should have a lot of hatred, but he was a little self-aware, and in the end, for the sake of face, he could only drop the cruel words, "You wait for me, I, Song Qingshan, will not spare you!" ”

After that, Song Qingshanfang fled with those few people.

"Boring." Yang Qian looked at the backs of those people and shook his head helplessly.

When those people walked away, Qian Duoduo gave Yang Qian a thumbs up and said, "Domineering!" ”

Yang Qian smiled and said, "If you don't scare them, they will always pester you, they are asking for their own hardship." ”

Hearing this, Qian Duoduo was silent for a long time, Fang frowned, and said, "They are just the little Luo Luo of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and their cultivation is not very good." However, beating them is equivalent to forming a feud with Wanjianmen, so you have to be careful in the future. ”

Yang Qian snorted, and Yang Qian was very grateful for Qian Duoduo's reminder.

With that, the two looked at each other and left.

……

Back at the inn, Yang Qian went straight back to the room, closed the door, and began to practice spiritual control.

This time, Yang Qian was not in a hurry to thread the needle, but tried his best to draw out a thinner line of spiritual power.

After more than an hour of trying, Yang Qian finally found the trick and pulled the spiritual power line into a hair-thin line. But new problems arise.

The spiritual power line was thin enough, but after Yang Qian passed it through the pinhole, as soon as the hand holding the needle was released, the steel needle fell directly to the ground.

That is, the spiritual power line cannot bear the weight of the steel needle at all.

"It seems that even if the spiritual power lines are thin enough, if they are not condensed into substance and have a certain amount of toughness, it is useless......" Yang Qian frowned, "But how can we make the spiritual power lines substantial?" In order for it to be substantiated, more spiritual power is needed, but more spiritual power is needed to maintain the meridian force lines thin enough...... What a headache. ”

Yang Qian tried and thought repeatedly, and I don't know how long it took, the word "compression" suddenly popped up in his mind!

Yang Qian suddenly opened his mouth, excited and happy.

"That's right, as long as the spiritual power is compressed and the density of the spiritual power is increased, won't this contradiction be solved?"

Thinking about this, Yang Qian didn't delay any longer, and immediately tried to compress the spiritual power......