Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Great Disciple of the Head of the Huashan Sect
Everyone in the main hall was excited, especially Zhou Tong Qian Luoning, who knew the true meaning of the eighth layer of the forging body, and his eyes were full of heat when he looked at Wang Yuan.
The eight-layer forging body is a realm that the heads of the six major factions in the world may not be able to achieve.
"How are the preparations for the opening of a branch hall in Jinling, we are about to participate in the martial arts conference, and there will be no place to live at that time, I am the only one who asks."
Wang Yuan glanced at the excited Zhou Tong and asked about the recent arrangements.
Zhou Tong's fat face instantly fell bitter, and his tone was helpless.
"Master, I have already bought the courtyard according to your instructions, but the branch church has been smashed several times and a few brothers have been broken, so I don't dare to mention the matter of the branch church again."
"Who smashed our branch?"
Wang Yuan's face was full of excitement, he dared to smash Lao Tzu's branch hall, and Lao Tzu would smash it back for you, which happened to be a good time to increase his prestige.
"Some local snakes in Jinling City, small gangs such as the Green Gang and the White Gang, I heard that there are shadows of Huashan disciples behind them, and we have been targeted, the boss."
Zhou Tong said the names of these small gangs, and his face was full of unhappiness, but what can be done? Who made the family a local gang born and raised in Jinling.
"Then smash it back."
Wang Yuan's tone was very dissatisfied, Zhou Tong, this kid, doesn't know how to spread the popularity of the sect and how to increase the prestige of the sect.
War is not only a fast way of primitive accumulation, but also the best way to spread popularity.
Zhou Tong was overjoyed when he heard this, but his face fell again in an instant.
"Our people can't beat people, and they can't even stop them from smashing the yard."
Speaking of the performance of his subordinates, Zhou Tonglao's face was flushed, it was really embarrassing.
Wang Yuan clapped his hands.
"Let's take a trip and let the people of Jinling City see that our Tianmen is not something that cats and dogs can bully."
"Master, there are Huashan disciples outside who ask to see them, saying that they are here to get the swords left by Huashan disciples in our sect."
Outside the main hall, the handyman in charge of the guard came over and asked for instructions.
"The deception is too great, it is obvious that their Huashan disciples came to the door and lost their swords."
Zhou Tong was the first to shout.
Qian Luoning also jumped up.
"Master, I resolutely can't give them to them, my last injury is not healed yet, every time I see the wound, I think of the arrogance of the Huashan disciples."
Several disciples were clamoring.
Wang Yuan raised his hand, and his tone was cold.
"Second Senior Sister, you make a move with Sixth Senior Sister, if he dares to make a move, cut off his fingers holding the sword, and abolish his cultivation."
Wang Yuan commanded.
Han Xiao is the head disciple of the Huashan Sect, and his cultivation at the fourth level of the forging body is not only extremely famous among the younger generation of the sect, but even among all the talented disciples of the six major sects, he is also ranked first.
This time he came to Qingyang Town to get two standard long swords, he didn't want to come, but Sun Buer's junior brother and disciple asked him to greet him, and Han Xiao couldn't get around it, so under the arrangement of the Foreign Affairs Hall, he came to Qingyang Town to get back the two lost swords.
When I arrived in Qingyang Town, I found that there was an earthquake here, the houses collapsed, the river was cut off, and it was a miserable scene.
However, to Han Xiao's surprise, there were no townspeople in a huge town.
The two cautiously searched along the town, and were about to give up when they suddenly noticed a large group of townspeople coming down from a hill not far away.
After a little inquiry, I realized that the people in the town had gone to Tianmen to listen to the Fa decision, and the Tianmen Elder was talking about the cultivation of the Five Elements of the Mixed Yuan today.
Han Xiao scoffed at this.
The law is the most precious thing of a sect, especially for some small gangs with only one or two kinds of law decisions, the law decision is the foundation of their life.
It is impossible to spread the word.
This small sect actually came out with such a gimmick, it must be grandstanding and holding some ulterior motives.
Han Xiao called his junior brother and walked towards Huashan, and the two of them had a lower understanding of Huashan.
Relying on teaching inferior laws to trick people into joining the sect, such a sect is really rotten to the bone. When I see that boss later, I must make him look good.
When Han Xiao was thinking like this, he saw two beautiful women come out of the main hall and walk straight towards the two of them.
Could it be that the two of them are the heads of this small sect?
When Han Xiao was thinking like this, he heard the question of the girl with a cold face on the left.
"Are you here to get back the Huashan Disciple Saber?"
"It's me, Han Xiao, the head disciple of the Huashan faction. My junior brother said that you took his sword, and you also insulted my Huashan faction, I don't know if there is such a thing? ”
Han Xiao was affected by Tang Ning's beauty, and his mind began to loosen, and he no longer thought about using force.
"Then you will pay for the sins he committed at my Heavenly Gate."
Tang Ning snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand was suddenly handed forward.
Han Xiao was caught off guard and quickly retreated, but a cut was made on his face and he was disfigured.
The emotions of tyranny and anger instantly filled the heart.
Bastard, don't be ashamed, I originally saw that you were young and beautiful, and I wanted to spare your life, but this time, Lao Tzu will kill you all and let you, a small sect, be sent to accompany Lao Tzu to the funeral.
"Looking for Death"
Han Xiao's long sword was unsheathed, and he finally distanced himself from Tang Ning.
On the other side, Senior Brother Han Xiao Gao Gengyuan also pulled out his sword and confronted the Sixth Senior Sister, but his face was full of lightheartedness, and he was not worried about himself at all.
A small turtle sect, what masters can there be, and when the senior brother cleans up the chick, they still have to beg for mercy, they can do whatever they want.
"You're all going to die."
Han Xiao wiped the blood from his face, and his face instantly became ugly, as the head disciple of the Huashan Sect, he was not treated with courtesy wherever he went, and he was subjected to the admiring gaze of everyone.
Walking the rivers and lakes, even if you are deeply surrounded, as long as you throw out the name of the head disciple of the Huashan faction, you can solve the embarrassment in an instant, and you will still be admired.
For the first time, he felt hurt, he felt that he was being ignored, and the flames of jealousy and anger filled his heart, and Han Xiao's hand holding the sword began to tremble.
"Hmph"
The cold snort suddenly exploded in his ears, and the next moment, the brilliant and dazzling fire lit up in front of him, and the long sword wrapped in flames was like a shock, rushing straight to the door in front of him.
What a fast sword!
As soon as this thought flashed through Han Xiao's mind, the blade of the sword arrived at the front door, and the sharp and piercing chill reminded Han Xiao that the woman opposite was not only fast, but also sharp.
Blade!
Senior Brother Sun Buer once said that there are several sharp blades in this small sect, and the one this chick is holding must be sharp blades, otherwise it doesn't make sense why she is so powerful.
I really can't imagine that a little-known small sect has a sharp blade!
Han Xiao didn't dare to take it hard, stepped on the Seven Star Steps, his body fluttered with the wind, and pulled out half an arc, avoiding the sword that pierced the door. The long sword looped, pulling out sword arcs and scattering around his body, dissolving the flames that rushed towards him like flowing water.
Tang Ning's eyes were happy, good, a sword broke his own flames, worthy of being the head disciple of the Huashan faction, one of the six major factions in the world, the timing of the swordsmanship is very good, and it is worth shooting the second sword by himself.
"Boom"
Han Xiao, who had just broken the first sword, had not yet taken a breath when he saw the second sword that Tang Ning was following closely, the brilliance on the blade was even greater, and the flames were more intense, and he could almost feel the burning sensation.
The sword qi is scattered, this is what only the best masters can do!
Could it be that this woman is a master?
Han Xiao's heart fell to the bottom in an instant, and he encountered a hard stubble, he didn't expect such a small sect to have such a master.
"Smack"
The tip of the sword stabbed into his chest, and there was a sound of gold and iron intersecting, and Han Xiao opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, flying high.
"Big brother!"
Gao Gao Yuan roared, his body turned electrically, and his speed skyrocketed instantly, catching up with Han Xiao who fell in mid-air, and caught it.
Tang Ning was looking at the tip of his sword suspiciously, why didn't he stab it just now?
The sixth senior sister had already walked over, and her tone was completely disdainful.
"The senior disciple of the Huashan Sect is nothing more than that, if you hadn't brought a talisman on you, you would be dead by now."