Before Wang Xiaolu could communicate with the swordsman, another group of people came from outside the Xiaoyao Sect, and they were noisy, as if they were making trouble at the gate of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Wang Xiaolu waved the Blazing Sun Sword, turned around and said angrily: "Whoever eats the bear's heart and leopard gall dares to come to my Xiaoyao Sect to make trouble!"

The swordsman's eyes lit up, and he thought, "What a good sword!"

Wang Xiaolu said: "You wait first, this sect master will solve some trivial matters." ”

"Sect Master, are you the Sect Master of the Loose Sect, Wang Xiaolu, who has realized the last two styles of the Broken Sword Seven Styles?" the swordsman's eyes lit up and he asked.

"Not bad. ”

......

"Hit me! Hit me hard! Boy, run so far, run again!"

In front of the brand-new gate of the Xiaoyao Sect after being painted with red paint, a brocade-clothed boy said angrily.

Beside him, several subordinates of the fourth and fifth stages of martial arts were facing a fallen young man with fists and feet, the young man's clothes were tattered, his hair was unkempt, and his face was pale and embarrassed.

"A dead poor boy dares to steal our Yun family's elixir, he's brave enough!"

One of the subordinates with a big brother was beating and scolding.

Brother Jinyi said with a cold face: "Don't look at this kid's low cultivation, he runs very fast, but it's a pity, he ran blindly like a headless fly to this tattered mountain, otherwise it would be really difficult to catch." ”

Thinking of this, the brocade boy snorted coldly: "Keep fighting!

After receiving the order from the brocade boy, the subordinates kicked wildly with their feet again, and the force was several points heavier, and after a while, the young man was kicked beyond recognition, with scaly wounds all over his body, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he was blue and purple all over.

"Stop! let go of the boy. ”

At this moment, a loud voice came from within the Xiaoyao Sect.

When the men who were punching and kicking heard this, they stopped, and they all turned their heads to look, only to see Wang Xiaolu walking out of the gate of Xiaoyao Sect with Xiao Xiao and the swordsman.

"Oh?"

Brother Jinyi looked at the plaque on the gate of the Xiaoyao Sect, and sneered: "It turns out that this tattered mountain is the mountain of the legendary Nine-Stream Inferior Sect Xiaoyao Sect." ”

Wang Xiaolu glanced at him, then at the young man who was beaten by several of his subordinates, and said lightly: "This is the territory of my Xiaoyao Sect, if you want to fight, get away and fight, don't come to my Xiaoyao Sect to make trouble!"

Wang Xiaolu looked at it, it turned out that it was not someone who came to the sect to make trouble, but someone was fighting at the door, and a group of people beat one, it looked like a rich boy chasing a beggar and scolding, and immediately anger came up.

Who can fight in front of his Xiaoyao Sect?

Brother Jinyi was stunned for a moment, and said in amazement: "Are you saying to let me go?"

Immediately ignored Wang Xiaolu, looked at a few of his subordinates, and suddenly grinned: "This little Xiaoyao Sect actually dares to let this son go? Isn't it crazy? Is it tired and crooked...... Huh?"

Wang Xiaolu didn't say a word, he rushed forward directly, kicked the brocade-clothed boy away, kicked his facial muscles deformed, the corners of his mouth were crooked, saliva flew sideways, and the whole body flew out upside down. ”

Before the brocade-clothed boy could react, his body had already flown out, and he rolled on the ground for more than a dozen times before stopping, unconscious.

"Childe!"

Those subordinates didn't go to save their master at the first time, but looked at Wang Xiaolu angrily, and several of his subordinates planned to beat him together.

"Brush, brush!"

Before Wang Xiaolu could counterattack, the swordsman had already drawn the saber behind him and stood with the sword.

One breath 24 swords.

I saw that the clothes of those subordinates were cut by the sword aura of the swordsman, and they looked at the swordsman in front of them naked, and the fear in their eyes prompted them to flee and chase after their son.

Before leaving, he also released cruel words:

"Boy, you have a big deal, this is the second son of our Yun family, you injured him, you are the enemy of the Yun family, you are free...... Just wait for the door to be destroyed. ”

"Huh!"

Wang Xiaolu ruthlessly let out a "hehe" and fired a few slashes at the few fleeing subordinates, eliminating their arrogant expressions of fleeing from the wilderness.

"The Yun family is very powerful, it seems that this sect master has to go to the meeting in person!"

Wang Xiaolu said secretly: "Look at this person's appearance is mediocre, and his swordsmanship is so unfathomable. ”

Yes!

It's this good seedling again, and he's still a sword warrior.

"You're waiting for me!"

In the distance, the cry of the brocade-clothed boy was heard, and his unwillingness could be heard from it.

The swordsman said lightly: "The Yun family is a family of pills in Nanqiao City, a famous family. ”

“......”

Wang Xiaolu thought of the pill family, and had some decisions in his heart.

"What's your name?"

Wang Xiaolu didn't pay any attention to the Yun family's son-in-law, and turned his head to ask the name of the swordsman.

"Ancient land sorrow!"

"Kendo sparring... What's the way to learn from each other?"

“......”

Although Wang Xiaolu now has the blessing of kendo qualifications, he doesn't know anything else except for the speed of his sword so far.

It feels like getting a fake kendo qualification.

On the side, Xiao Xiao walked up to the seriously injured young man, held him up, and said to Wang Xiaolu: "Sect Master, what should I do with this person?"

"Take it back!"

As he spoke, Wang Xiaolu took out a primary-level good injury pill and gave it to the seriously injured young man.

The word "wealthy" is used to describe Wang Xiaolu's current storage of pills, which is very suitable.

Gu Di watched as the seriously injured young man immediately recovered from the bruises all over his body to his original condition, and looked at Wang Xiaolu a few more times in surprise.

Gu Di Bei was only obsessed with kendo and was indifferent to the rest of the time, but this pill attracted his attention.

"Did you save me?"

The seriously injured boy woke up and saw Wang Xiaolu and the others, so he asked.

"Yes, it was this sect master who saved you.

Of course, it's not in vain, I see that you are helpless and destitute, so it is better to join my Xiaoyao Sect. ”

started again, Wang Xiaolu was as usual, and when he caught someone, he let him worship in the Xiaoyao Sect

"I'll join!" the seriously injured boy agreed.

"Xiao Xiao, record it. ”

Since the Xiaoyao Sect has been on the right track, the small and large chores in the sect have been handled by Xiao Xiao, a cheap senior sister, and Yu Li and Xiao Shenke will also help to do something after cultivating.

"Name?"

"Changhe. ”

"Age?"

"16 years old. ”

"Cultivation to the realm?"

"The pulse hasn't been opened yet. ”

"Qualifications?"

"Lower Grade Spiritual Root. ”

"Where to stay. ”

"I don't have a home, I only know that I have an older brother in Nanqiao City, but I don't know where he is, and I have a sister who doesn't know where to go. ”

As he spoke, Chang He looked sad.

Wang Xiaolu pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, Xiao Xiao, you take him to find a bedroom, and by the way, take him to visit our Xiaoyao Sect." ”

"Hmm. Xiao Xiao responded.

"By the way, Gu Di Bei, do you want to join the Xiaoyao Sect?"

Here we go again!

"Sparring kendo, if you can win me, I can think about it. ”

Wang Xiaolu pursed his lips and thought to himself: "It's another pretending boy, see if I don't blow up your sword." ”

Gu Di said sadly: "You and I fight with sword intent. ”

Sword intent?

What's that, do I have Wang Xiaolu?

In fact, as early as when the sect was recruited before, when Wang Xiaolu used the charm of the solution to comprehend the sixth form of the seven styles of the broken sword, he had already comprehended the realm of sword intent, which is the so-called unity of human and sword.

However, the sword intent of the ancient land is different from the sword intent of the unity of the human sword, but the sword intent that resonates with the sword is used to fight.

As soon as Gu Di Bei finished speaking, the strong sword intent on his body suddenly exploded, and the sword qi swirled around him, faintly with a sense of battle.

"It's a familiar feeling...... It turns out that this is the sword intent. ”

"Brush!" With a bang, Wang Xiaolu also burst out with an astonishing sword intent like Gu Di Bei, with momentum like a rainbow, and he crushed Gu Di Bei at once.

Wang Xiaolu has a feeling, isn't this a feeling similar to the sixth style of the seventh style of the broken sword.

Before Gu Di came to Xiaoyao Sect, he had also heard that Wang Xiaolu, the sect leader of Xiaoyao Sect, was suspected of being a master of swordsmanship, and he had already comprehended the realm of human and sword unity, and he came to visit, he had just come, and everything that happened in front of him had already shocked him.

"It's really a combination of man and sword!"

"I lost!"