Dang!

Zhang Zifeng's sword landed on the ground.

His face was pale, and he stared blankly at the serrated hundred-jin sword that had become serrated on the ground, his whole body was stiff and motionless.

"Come on! Don't you want to replace me? Come on!"

Zeng Xiaoyu roared and waved his long sword and advanced step by step.

Elder Lily frowned and tightened, and his eyes were always on the hundred-pound mother sword in Zeng Xiaoyu's hand. You know, only by reaching the level of the first-grade sword master can the double-edged sword of the mover mother. But even if Zeng Xiaoyu formed a pill, he had just crossed the level of the sword hero and could barely be considered a third-grade sword master. It is no secret at all in Dayang Sect. Why did he suddenly reach the first-grade sword master? Could it be... he also concealed his cultivation?

No! You can't keep him!

Elder Lily suddenly took action...

"Xiaoyu, be careful!" Elder Xumei didn't expect that Elder Lily would suddenly attack Zeng Xiaoyu, and he hurriedly warned him when he found that the situation was wrong, but it was too late.

How could Zeng Xiaoyu have expected something that he didn't even expect? He felt a flash in front of him, and he felt something was wrong. He instinctively waved his sword and turned around. He heard a muffled sound, and a palm was heard on the back. He screamed and flew up high, and fell heavily to the ground with a bang. The long sword flew out, and the stars in front of him were dancing, lying on the ground and coughing violently.

A voice that was almost indistinguishable sounded in my mind, "Congratulations! Sign in successfully!"

My life is almost gone, what a sign-in is a big deal?!

Zeng Xiaoyu gritted his teeth with hatred. He tried several times to turn around, but his bones all over his body felt unbearable pain as if they were as if they were ashamed, so he had to give up.

Not dead? Elder Lily looked at his palms and then at Zeng Xiaoyu who was struggling in pain. He was puzzled and disbelief, so he asked him to approach Zeng Xiaoyu again.

"Old man, if you dare to go further, I will die with you!" Elder Xumei stood up staggeringly.

"Do I'm afraid of you?" Elder Lily sneered and slapped it out with a sudden palm.

Bang!

The elder bearded and raised his palm to greet him.

boom!

Elder Lily took several steps back as if he was hit hard, sat down on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood. Elder Bearded... had not moved at all!

What's going on?

Elder Lily was stunned!

Not only him, but also the elder Bearded Male was stunned.

In this palm just now, he had already made a loss-making loss, and he was prepared to be seriously injured, but... how could it be like this? His injury is still there, so it could only be that there is something wrong with the other party...

He looked at Elder Lily, and Elder Lily was also looking at him.

"Zifeng!" Elder Lily gritted his teeth and shouted, but Zhang Zifeng seemed to have not heard it, and he turned to look at Zhang Zifeng, "Zifeng!"

Zhang Zifeng suddenly turned around and stared at him and yelled wildly, "Why? Why! Why is this?"

Elder Lily frowned and said, "What did you say?"

Zhang Zifeng's face turned red, his eyes were bloodshot and roared, "You told me that Zeng Xiaoyu is at most a third-grade sword master, but why did he make the double-edged sword of the mother of the son? Why did he lie to me? Why!"

"How do I know!" Elder Lily stood up reluctantly, "Zifeng, help me go back."

"Scam! Liar!" Zhang Zifeng took a few steps back and turned his eyes to Zeng Xiaoyu who had already stood up, "Zeng Xiaoyu, wait, I will definitely defeat you! I will definitely be better than you!" After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

After just a short rest, the pain in my body disappeared magically, and I moved my muscles and bones, but I didn’t feel any discomfort... Zeng Xiaoyu felt good!

"Master, is he crazy?"

Elder Xumei looked at him a few times and smiled slightly, "This person's inner demon is too heavy, so it's only a matter of time to go crazy."

Elder Lily snorted coldly and turned around, staggering forward, saying, "Senior Brother Xumei, don't be too proud too early. Your injury has not been restored for a year or two. I can't get the position of Chief Elder, so don't think about it!"

Elder Xumei felt a sharp pain in his chest. He stroked his chest and inhaled, with a painful expression. Zeng Xiaoyu supported him and asked, "Master, are you okay? It's all my fault. If you didn't help me, you wouldn't be hurt!"

Elder Xumei smiled, "Master helps you and helps yourself. Go and pick up the sword."

Zeng Xiaoyu nodded, walked to the mother-child sword and leaned over to pick up the sword, but found that the mother-child sword seemed to stick to the ground and could not be picked up anyway. It was not until this time that he realized that what he pulled out was a double-edged sword of a hundred pounds of mother-child.

What's going on?

Elder Xumei said, "You must have been hurt too deeply and hurt your internal organs. Let's go in with me first to heal the wound."

He helped Elder Feng into the room to meditate and regulate his breathing. Zeng Xiaoyu felt no discomfort and did not need to heal any injuries. He turned back to the mother-child sword and tried it a few more times, but still couldn't pick it up.

He secretly scolded, "The damn sign-in system, it will be unlucky as soon as it comes out, it must be the one who makes it happen again!"

"Senior Brother, are you okay?" Jiao Hao walked over with his head, with more than a dozen people following him, all of whom were disciples of the Xumei Palace.

Zeng Xiaoyu glared at him, "Where did you go just now? My master and I were beaten, and you didn't even see a ghost!"

Jiao Hao said in embarrassment, "Senior Brother, just now... how can we afford to mess with each other? It's too late to hide!"

Everyone nodded, all looking innocent. Zeng Xiaoyu was too lazy to argue with them and ordered, "Master is injured, hurry up and find some magic medicine. Is this a good thing?"

"Yes!" Jiao Hao turned around quickly and dispersed with his disciples.

But Jiao Hao soon ran back in a panic, "Senior Brother, it's not good, someone is coming up to make trouble!"

Going up the mountain to make trouble? Zeng Xiaoyu immediately thought of the people who went up the mountain to watch the ceremony yesterday and asked, "Didn't the people who went up the mountain yesterday leave?"

Jiao Hao gave a thumbs up, "Senior Brother is really a god, I guessed it all at once. The head of the sect lets you go!"

Going over? Are you looking for a fight in the past? Zeng Xiaoyu shook his head repeatedly, "I want to take care of my master! Where is the medicine?"

Jiao Hao said, "Pharm... The junior brothers are all going to the foot of the mountain to help. I'm in a hurry to come back and notify you, but I haven't had time to find it yet."

Zeng Xiaoyu glared at him, "I can't tell the difference between magnitude and weight? Is it important to watch the fun?"

Jiao Hao was speechless and didn't know how to answer, so Elder Xumei called him in.

"Xiaoyu, you are the eldest brother. If you have any problems in the sect, you must not be present. You can be a teacher for the time being, so go."

Elder Xumei's complexion was worse than before. Zeng Xiaoyu called Jiao Hao in and asked him to stay and take care of his master. After walking a few steps, Elder Xumei reminded, "Xiaoyu, if the leader asks, you will say that I am unwell. In addition, don't fight with anyone unless necessary."

Zeng Xiaoyu nodded, glanced at the sword frame, and left with great strides.
Chapter completed!