Xu Liu stood expressionlessly outside Chen Shenming's inner and outer doors, his heart was racing, Chen Shenming dared to kill his nephew in the Double Sword Sect, which was invisibly slapping the Xu family in the face.

It's even more a slap in the face!

Xu Ting is the only seedling of the Xu family's generation, the only bloodline, and he was killed by a waste like this, and Xu Liu himself couldn't believe it.

When he heard the news that his own nephew was killed by Chen Shenming, the whole person was directly stunned, he felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning, and even breathing became difficult.

A six family, if it wants to be maintained, it must have a lineage to become the core of the family, and Xu Ting is the hope of the Xu family in the future.

However, being killed like this is a devastating blow to the entire Xu family.

Xu Liu originally wanted to kill Chen Shenming directly, in order to relieve his heart, and also wanted to bring Chen Shenming's body back to the family and let the clansmen dispose of it, but he didn't expect Chen Shenming to leave first.

"Hiding in the Iron Horse House can't save your life!" Xu Liumian was uncertain, there were ten institutions in the inner gate of the Double Sword Sect, which were controlled by ten elders, and the control elders of the Iron Horse House were none other than Xu Liu's old opponent, Ximen Wushuang.

Ximen Wushuang's skill is comparable to Xu Liu's, and if he really wants to make a move, I'm afraid it will be five or five.

"Second uncle, if we go directly to the Iron Horse Room to kill Chen Shenming, that old guy in Ximen will definitely have an excuse to say that the inner disciple has the right to kill the outer disciple, and then we will be passive, and we will never have a chance to kill Chen Shenming's stinky little brother again!" Behind Xu Liu, in front of Xu Zheng, a young man in gold clothes said softly.

"This is also the case!" Xu Liu thought for a while, and felt that what the golden-clothed young man said was very reasonable, so he said: "Ximen Wushuang, I am not afraid, I am afraid that he will say something about power issues, and it will alarm the sect, and it will be difficult to kill Chen Shenming's stinky little boy when the time comes! Xu Liang, what can you do?"

Xu Liu was also very unwilling in his heart, and he couldn't wait to chop Chen Shenming into potato chips and chop them into potato strips immediately.

This golden-clothed young man's name is Xu Liang, not the Xu family in Hanzhou, but the only disciple of Xu Liu, the inner disciple of the Double Sword Sect, with a high status, and is known as the Dongfeng Gong in the Double Sword Sect, and his skills are even more powerful than Xu Zheng, and the soldier soul is a sixth-class orange sè soldier soul - Guixi knife.

There is a cloud in the poem: I have a Guixi knife, talk about going with the east wind, and this is the Guixi knife.

Xu Liang yīn smiled coldly: "Master, what's so difficult about killing a manu? You only need to move a little relationship, spend a little money, and kill him, why bother with the master himself? Wouldn't that be overkill!"

"If I don't kill him with my own hands, it will be hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

Xu Liu said hatefully: "Xu Liang, this matter will be handed over to you to help, but don't be careless, even Xu Zheng is not his opponent, it is best to find a few more inner disciples, how many silver taels of gold do you want, let them speak, this time, I must see Chen Shenming's corpse!"

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The Iron Horse House of the Double Sword Sect is located at the foot of several peaks in the Dragon Slaying Mountain Range, there is a lake here, sparkling, on the edge of the lake, horses with iron and green bodies are running freely, shaking the wind howling.

The green iron horse is a kind of metal beast unique to the Divine Soldier Continent, the whole body of the metal beast is metal, and the lowest level is the iron-level metal beast, the whole body of this metal beast is iron, and the level of the rank is distinguished by the length of time.

Under normal circumstances, ten years is the low level, the year is the middle level, the thousand years are the high level, and the ten thousand years are the top level, and then the top is the essential breakthrough.

Ferrinized steel, steel into copper......

In front of him, the green iron horses, the whole body flashed with a cold metallic luster, extremely hard, these iron horses did not need any hooves at all, bare iron hooves trampled on the grass, can bring up thick sand and gravel.

Dusty!

The tamed green iron horse gallops fast, and the top of the iron level can travel thousands of miles, which can be said to be a real thousand miles horse, Ma Zhongliang.

Not far away, a stable is tall and spacious, and four gold-clothed brothers are driving the green iron horses with a group of yellow-clothed brothers and white-clothed brothers.

"Assemble!" Just as Chen Shenming had just come to the Iron Horse Room, there was a sudden roar.

Immediately, those younger brothers who domesticated the green iron horses, whether they were inner disciples, outer disciples or registered brothers, put down the iron horses and quickly rushed to the tall stable.

In front of the tall stable, a middle-aged man in a green shirt stood straight like a pine, with a serious face, looking at the rows of stables in front of him, and shouted: "In the Double Sword Sect, the iron stables I am in charge of have always been a joke!

When the man in the green shirt said this, he deliberately stopped, looked at the platoon brother proudly, and saw that none of the platoon brothers were depressed because of "waste wood, garbage", and laughed and said: "No! I don't think so! What can the level of the soldier soul be poor?

"I believe that there are no waste soldiers in my Iron Horse Room! Only waste people! A month later, it will be the Great Comparison of the disciples of the Double Sword Sect! When the time comes, I hope you can let the entire Brother of the Double Sword Sect see that none of my Iron Horse Houses are waste!"

The man in the green shirt yelled in vain.

"None of them are rubbish!"

In front of them, the pai brothers drank in unison, and they had been waiting for a long, long time on this day.

In the Twin Swords Sect, they were teased and bullied by other brothers because of their low level of soldier soul and poor cultivation talent, but they never gave up because they had a good elder, that is, Ximen Wushuang.

Although their Soldier Soul level is low and their cultivation speed is slow, because of Ximen Wushuang's encouragement, they have never given up, and their cultivation speed is slow, so they double their cultivation, and if the Soldier Soul level is low, they practice more military art and body art to make up for this shortcoming.

"Yes, there are no waste soldiers in this world!, only waste people!" Chen Shenming couldn't help but be enthusiastic when he watched from afar, and Ximen Wushuang's words made him resonate with him, and he shouted after him.

Chen Shenming stepped forward, and Ximen Wushuang, who was dressed in a green shirt, saw him and Ling Yun, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Chen Shenming! You are Chen Shenming! The first day of the outer gate that has reached the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Realm after two years of cultivation!"

Chen Shenming smiled bitterly and nodded, the outer disciple is a genius, but at the same time, I'm afraid he is also the first waste soldier soul of the inner door, right?

Enthusiastic voices suddenly erupted among the platoon brothers, and these brothers began to exchange heads, their eyes fixed on Chen Shenming's body, but none of them showed a strange smile.

"Is he Chen Shenming, the first day of breaking through the outer gate of the Condensation Realm in two years?"

"Yes, it's him! I heard that on the day he broke through, the entire Twin Sword Sect was alarmed, up to the sect master, the top ten elders, and even the Ximen Elder also went!"

"But it's a pity, the demon-like talent is just like us, a waste soldier's soul!"

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The younger brother who came to the Iron Horse Room to domesticate the Iron Horse was either an inner disciple who had a poor level of soldier soul and was not favored, or an outer disciple and a registered disciple who had not broken through the condensation realm for a long time, and when they saw Chen Shenming at this time, they did not laugh at him like other brothers, but had a little sympathy.

Ximen Wushuang looked at Chen Shenming and asked seriously: "Chen Shenming, do you really think that there are no waste soldiers in this world!

"Not bad!" Chen Shenming nodded, and there was only a deep determination in his gaze.