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But just after Wang Xiao's words were spoken, there was a sudden chill in the huge courtyard of the Confucian Temple!

Yang Xian's body did not move, his clothes swayed slightly, his hair was full of hair and danced sharply like a dragon snake, he glanced at Wang Xiao expressionlessly, "You want the Confucian Seal?"

Wang Xiao was looked at by Yang Xian, his face stiffened, and he immediately smiled: "I am mediocre in my talent and have no achievements, how can I dare to ask the Lord of Yang for the Great Seal of Confucianism?"

He faced Yang Xian and talked eloquently, with a calm expression, "It was the master of my family who ordered us to invite the Great Seal to Zhongzhou so that it could be placed in the Dacheng Hall for worship." ”

He stood in front of Yang Xian, his clothes were hunting with the murderous impact of Yang Xian's body, the hem of his clothes floated behind him, shaking rapidly, even so, Wang Xiao's face remained unchanged, "The master of my family said that the Confucian Zhengyin has been lost abroad for thousands of years, and it is time to return it to Zhongzhou." ”

Yang Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, "If you want Zhengyin, let Zhu Men take it himself!"

With a "poof", Wang Xiaoshu's hair was rushed by Yang Xian's murderous aura, and it exploded suddenly, and his long hair floated behind him.

His face finally changed color, his body shook slightly, and in an instant, he let out the rushing breath, and smiled at Yang Xian: "Why should the Yang Sect Master be angry? As the elder of the court and the chief of the court, how can the head of my family have the time to come here in person?"

He shook his body slightly and said to Yang Xian: "The master of my family just saw that the master of the Yang family was young, and he was worried that it would not be good to keep the seal, so he thought about keeping it on his behalf, and waited until the master of the Yang family was crowned an adult, and then it was not too late to go to Zhongzhou to ask the master of my family." ”

As he spoke, he held a sword in one hand and spread it in front of Yang Xian with the other, "Master Yang, you just give it to me!"

Yang Xian said: "Zhongzhou Bayi, Wang Xiao is the first, and the rumors are true!"

glanced at the eight people standing around him, and said with a smile: "If you want me to be a Confucian Zhengyin, then take me a punch first!"

"Boom!"

As soon as he said this, the invisible qi exploded out from his body, and there was a thunderous sound in the air, and the ground cracked and collapsed, and in just an instant, the bluestone ground where he was standing collapsed into a small pit.

The eight people surrounding Yang Xian were shocked by the qi, and at the same time, they snorted and retreated in unison.

The eight of them are in the same breath, their minds are connected, even if they are frightened and retreat, there is no difference in speed and body method, not looking at their faces, only looking at their body methods, they are simply the same person.

Just when the eight people retreated, Yang Xian let out a long roar, his body rose to the sky, and the person took a big stride in the air, one step at a time, and he had reached the top of Wang Xiao's head in front of him, raising his fist and slamming it down, "Catch the fist!"

When Wang Xiao's body retreated, he had already been concentrating, and saw Yang Xian's body slamming down in the air, like a meteor hitting the ground, and his fist was not breathing well before the fist wind had been suppressed, and he smiled slightly, and the long sword in his hand turned into a white light to meet Yang Xian, and said with a long laugh: "Hundred good and filial piety first!"

When he was talking to Yang Xian just now, Wen Tun was slow and leisurely, like a general, at this time he drew his sword in his hand, and it turned out to be Wen Tun Tun, without any sense of urgency, he greeted Yang Xian This sword is surprisingly slow, comparable to an old cow pulling a broken car, it seems that after another year and a half, this sword may not be able to stab.

But as he slowly took out the sword, a strange warmth rose inexplicably, this sword seemed to give people the feeling of the teacher's ring ruler, the wooden stick drawn by the strict father, the gentle touch of the mother, and the loving eyes of the grandfather and grandmother, which made people feel attached to the heart and respect, willing to kill the neck, and did not dare to dodge.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Yang Xian was shocked, and his fists kept castrating, "I can't even bear to kill you!"

Wang Xiao's sword seemed to be extremely slow, but it was actually extremely fast, and Yang Xian's fist, which was like a thunderbolt from the sky, was just blasted down, and it was blocked by the tip of the long sword.

"Bang!"

The fists and swords intersected, and there was a loud noise, Wang Xiao's hair flew away, his body trembled like an electric shock, and he retreated backwards like lightning.

Every time he took a step back, a deep footprint was stepped out on the bluestone ground, and the strange thing was that although the bluestone was stepped on by him, it did not crack and shatter, which showed that he even controlled the strength of the discharge with great precision, and there was no scattering.

Just as Wang Xiao retreated, Yang Xian's body suddenly turned around with the force of the shock, rushed to the person closest to him, and pressed it with his palm.

Facing Yang Xian's thick eyebrows and big eyes, dark complexion, and mediocre appearance, he was holding a sword in his chest at this time, looking forward concentratingly, seeing Yang Xian's fit attacking, he let out a broken cry, raised his sword and slashed, and said in his mouth: "Brother and brother Gongquan!"

His sword slashed, like a drizzle, like a spring breeze, peaceful, without murderous aura, just like brothers and friends playing with each other, patting each other on the shoulder and playing, so that life has no intention of prevention.

"Good guy! This sword intent is also amazing! Are you Zhong Yi?"

Yang Xianli's palm was like a knife and slashed at the long sword in Zhong Yi's hand, after a loud bang, Zhong Yi shouted and flew out of the palm, the long sword in his hand made a huge trembling sound, and his body rolled involuntarily in the air, and after landing, it was already more than ten zhang away.

After Yang Xian slapped Zhong Yi with one palm, his body was still in the air and did not fall, and he laughed and said: "Okay, Zhongzhou Bayi, it's really good!"

The others turned like dragons in the air and attacked another man in white.

The man in white had a resolute face, long eyebrows and sideburns, and watched Yang Xian who flew in step to counterattack, and said sharply: "Death Xu Hanqing!"

The long sword in his hand is not the same as the other seven people, it seems to be much wider and thicker, and at this time, a sword is slashed, like a general who defends the city with the enemy, and it is like a loyal minister who beats the drum and shouts for the people in front of the Jinluan Palace, revealing a great spirit of sacrifice that puts life and death aside, only to protect the country and the people.

"What a momentum! Are you Huang Zhong?"

Yang Xian kicked out, right on the spine of Huang Zhong's big sword, Huang Zhong's big sword swung up, his body shook violently, and he stood still with a "ha" sound, and he didn't retreat.

But the power of Yang Xian's kick was amazing, and the internal strength attached to the blade rushed towards Huang Zhong's body like a mighty river of the Yangtze River, but in an instant, Huang Zhong's face changed greatly, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, his body was shaky, and he praised loudly: "Good internal strength!

Because of his strong temperament, he refused to retreat and became the first person to be injured, but he didn't care, but praised Yang Xian's martial arts cultivation loudly, "Master Yang, as long as you don't die within ten years, no one will be able to take away this Confucian Sect in the future!"

Yang Xian laughed: "Then I will strive not to die within ten years!"

With a burst of laughter, he turned and attacked the fourth man in white.

The fourth white-clothed man was tall, full of beard, and used a knife instead of a sword in his hand, and at this time, he had already raised the long knife the size of the door panel high, slashed at Yang Xian, and shouted: "Words must be strong!"

"Boom!"

After attacking with a fist and knife, Yang Xian knocked the fourth white-clothed man to the ground with a punch and slid a few feet, glanced at everyone, and nodded slightly, "Okay, good, filial piety and faithfulness are really extraordinary, I don't know how to be courteous, righteous and honest?"