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"It's all my own people, so it's better to be polite." The fourth young master Di Zhenjie said and walked in. The shopkeeper Li Fuquan was secretly happy. Before he could send someone to invite him, the fourth young master came first, which made him feel relieved. In this Zhengxi Acropolis, who dared not give the fourth young master some face?

"I've seen the fourth young master." Everyone bowed one after another, and Chen Yajing lowered her head and dared not be arrogant anymore.

"The master of the Wen family's young fortress in Yanxi has arrived. He has missed the opportunity to welcome him, and has missed the respect and respect." Di Zhenjie said politely with his fists.

Wen Jialiang replied, "You are polite to the fourth son. Wen is here uninvited. I am very disturbing. I hope he can forgive me."

Di Zhenjie politely said a few words, then went straight to the topic, "I have heard about yesterday. After all, it's just a dispute between young people. Master Chen and Master Mei are both people I rely on, so you should not hurt the harmony. Yajing, are you right?"

"Yes..." Chen Yajing lowered her head and answered, and then said, "But my cousin's famous sword can't be cut off by him in vain..."

Di Zhenjie said unhappily: "What did you think and say when you held the famous sword of the Young Castle Lord in your hand and cut off the sword of Madam Mei's 'Mingshuang'? Do you not understand?"

"I...I was wrong..." Chen Yajing Jian Di Zhenjie was angry and did not dare to talk back, "I am willing to compensate Master Mei for all losses."

"The sword has been broken, so it is not easy to repair it. Even if it is repaired, it will leave indelible scars in the sword master's heart." Di Zhenjie said with a dark face: "How do you compensate?"

"I... want to fight or kill, I will deal with it all with Master Mei." Chen Yajing made up his mind and continued: "It is my responsibility to cut off 'Mingshuang', but if I cut off the famous sword 'Luyan', there must be an explanation. My cousin lent me the sword, but it was lost in my hands. There is no explanation. How can I... explain it?"

Di Zhenjie frowned. The famous weapon worth millions was cut off. He could not send the Wen family's Shaobao Master away in just one sentence. He asked, "According to the Shaobao Master's intention, how should we deal with this matter?"

Wen Jialiang was also full of lawsuits. This time he passed by Jinghai, he followed his mother's instructions and visited his aunt's family. He couldn't help but lent her the famous sword "Luoyan". He thought that the Jinghai area was still peaceful and that nothing big happened in the Zhengxi Acropolis, but he didn't expect that he would break the famous sword in the end...

Wen Jialiang thought for a while and said, "One sword and one sword, Master Mei's words make some sense. However, since Master Mei can cut off my famous sword "Lou Yan", I must have a unique skill. Wen is not talented and wants to ask for a trick."

Di Zhenjie quickly waved his hand and said, "This is inappropriate! The Master of Shaobao has a six-level sword vein and is extremely talented. He broke through the sword master's realm at the age of thirty and is famous in Yanzhou. However, Master Mei is only at the peak of the sword apprentice. How can I ask for advice?"

"Just just a sword disciple?" Wen Jialiang was also shocked and continued, "However, the famous sword "Luoyan" was cut off. If I give up, I will be afraid of losing my reputation as Wen's Fortress. So, as Master Mei said, one sword and one sword. I will first take Master Mei's sword, and then ask Master Mei to take my sword. The matter will be settled. How about it?"

A swordsman is a great swordsman who is higher than the two great realms of the swordsman. It is not easy to take his swordsman; and if the swordsman wants to take his swordsman, he is afraid that he will give his life here.

Di Zhenjie wanted to refuse, but Ou Chuyang said first: "Okay! One sword and one sword, this is very fair."

In Qianyuan Sect, when Ou Chuyang was still in the realm of the sword apprentice, he took the sword of the two successful powers of the black-clothed masked sword master. He also wanted to try it, and take the sword apprentice's sword at the peak of the sword apprentice's realm, what would happen?

Seeing that Ou Chuyang took the move himself, Di Zhenjie didn't want to say anything more, so he had to instruct, "Master Mei, be careful."

"Cousin, don't kill anyone." Chen Yajing persuaded hypocritically, and then said: "It's enough to cut off his sword and arm."

Someone next to him said, "I cut off the famous sword 'Luoyan' and took only one arm, which is really a cheaper thing for him."

"Oh!" Li Fuquan sighed, how could he make a sword if he broke his arm? He has only been in office for two days, and he is afraid he will be laid off. His boss's temper is really stubborn. Is the sword master easy to mess with? The sea of ​​energy forms elixirs, the sword energy soars into the sky, the bright light is vast, and the gold is cut and the jade is broken. How can a mere sword disciple stop it?

"This sword is called the King, a masterpiece, made of fine steel, two feet and eight inches long and three kilograms and thirteen taels. It was given by my senior sister." Ou Chuyang drew his sword in his hand solemnly, "Shaobao Master, please give me advice."

"Come on." Wen Jialiang said as he took the long sword handed over by Chen Yajing and picked it up casually, without taking Ou Chuyang's sword seriously.

Ou Chuyang raised his sword and the trajectory of the sword tip continued to change with his pace, which was unimaginable.

"Huh?" Wen Jialiang's sword Ou Chuyang's move was very exquisite, and his face looked a little more solemn.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" Two long swords quickly entangled and attacked each other, like two silver snakes fighting each other's life and death.

"Canglang!" With a sound, the "king" sword in Ou Chuyang's hand rubbed against Wen Jialiang's long sword spine, bringing out a string of gorgeous sparks, drilling into Wen Jialiang's middle gate in a strange arc, and the tip of the sword hit his heart.

"Hiss-" Everyone took a breath of cold air at the same time, shocked by this strange scene.

"This...what is going on?" Chen Yajing covered her mouth with her hands, dumbfounded.

Di Zhenjie narrowed his eyes and remained silent, but was shocked. He knew that Ou Chuyang's sword technique was extremely exquisite and could not meet an opponent among the sword disciples. Most sword servants were afraid that they would not be able to defeat him on the sword moves. But he never expected that Ou Chuyang's sword technique was so powerful that he could beat Wen Jialiang in one move. This was really incredible...

The most shocking thing was naturally Wen Jialiang. He stared at the sword edge in front of his chest, but still didn't come back to his senses.

Did you be too careless?

No! At the beginning, maybe I was a little bit contemptuous of Ou Chuyang, but I had already mentioned the spirit afterwards. Being careless does not make a sufficient reason.

He became famous at a young age and experienced many battles. He has met many geniuses, but he has never seen such swordsmanship and never imagined it.

Wen Jialiang recalled Ou Chuyang's sword just now over and over again, but he couldn't figure out what kind of sword it was...

"It's your turn to draw the sword." Ou Chuyang said, taking a few steps back, standing with his sword, waiting for the battle.

Wen Jialiang woke up and looked carefully at Ou Chuyang opposite him. This man had a yellow face and a black beard, and his appearance was plain, but he was the only swordsman he had ever seen. If his realm was improved, he would probably be far better than him...

Is this sword taking his life or cutting his arm?

Wen Jialiang's chest was undulating and his palms were sweating. This sword was the most difficult sword in his life...
Chapter completed!