Martial arts: Stealthy martial arts at the beginning

"I guess you dare not"

With a disdainful tone, everyone present had different expressions.

"metropolitan"

"Brother Duan!" Mingyue and Xuan Huangzong's disciples all looked into the distance with happy faces.

"Who? Who's talking?"

He Zhijie looked around but did not see the person speaking.

"Be careful, son!"

At this time, a sword light struck from a distance, Sichuan and Shu Siying reminded one after another.

"Ah! My hand! Ah!"

The sword light hit He Zhijie's hand pinching Mingyue's chin.

He separated his palm from his wrist like cutting tofu, and the blood flowed all over the ground.

"Tricking my disciple to touch my woman, I'm afraid I'm impatient? Who gave you the courage?"

In the distance, a man wearing a plain robe and holding a fiery red sword gradually appeared in front of everyone.

"See Sect Master."

"See the city master."

"Brother Broke!"

The moment she saw Duanlang, Mingyue threw herself directly into his arms.

"I'm sorry for you."

Mingyue shook her head and said: "No grievance, there is nothing wrong with you."

Duan Lang stroked her hair and smiled, "We'll talk later."

Then Duanlang walked towards He Zhijie and the others, who all held weapons as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Who is your Excellency? Why did you hurt my son?" Wang Xiong asked with a sledgehammer.

These four should belong to Wang Xiong with the highest martial arts, so he was the first to speak except He Zhijie.

"Who am I? You don't know who I am when you plan to hit me Xuanhuangcheng?"

"Is your intelligence work so bad?"

Duanlang looked at several people with disgust and said.

"You are Duanlang? The new disciple of the Juggernaut?"

Wang Xiong looked at Duanlang with a serious expression, of course he knew why Wushuang City changed hands.

It's just that his master was so overjoyed that he wanted to trouble Xuanhuangcheng.

Looking at Duanlang's aura and the sword aura just now, I'm afraid his few people are not enough for the opponent to fight.

"Since you know that I am a disciple of the Juggernaut, do you dare to find fault with martial arts like you?"

"Isn't this lighting a lamp in the toilet, courting death?"

Duan Lang looked at the few people who were all in the late Ding Yuan state.

This kind of strength is not bad among third-rate masters.I'm afraid it wasn't these people's idea to make trouble this time.

Then it must be the idea of ​​this little fresh meat who is still lying on the ground screaming!

"Kill him, Wang Xiong, kill him quickly, my hands!"

He Zhijie saw Duanlang appearing and knew that he must have cut off his hand.

Hastily ordered his subordinates to kill Duanlang.

The faces of Wang Xiong and the others were a bit ugly, they still had some self-knowledge, they definitely couldn't beat them, and the master insisted on fighting.

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Helplessly, Wang Xiong had no choice but to bow his hands to Duanlang and said: "Sect Master Duan, what happened today is very offensive, please forgive me."

"Oh? You didn't listen to your son and came to kill me?"

Duan Lang looked at these people jokingly, but he didn't expect that he would give up before hitting each other!

"Sect Master Duan was joking. You are a disciple of the Juggernaut Master, and your swordsmanship must be superb. The few of us consider ourselves no match for Sect Master Duan."

"Trash, you bunch of rubbish, I'm raising you for nothing." He Zhijie, the enemy who heard some of his subordinates flattering him, immediately cursed.

"Humph!"

Listening to He Zhijie's cursing, the faces of the few people were ashen, and finally they turned their heads and said goodbye to Duanlang before leaving.

"Wait, did I let you go?"

Seeing that they actually wanted to leave, Duanlang joked.Don't you want to lose face?The person who beat him just walk away?
"What's the matter with severing the suzerain? He Zhijie has already left it for you to dispose of, so why don't you keep us?"

Wang Xiong looked at Duanlangdao solemnly.

"What's the use of me keeping you? It's just that you who beat me want to leave without leaving anything behind, isn't it justified?"

"Then please break the suzerain and draw a path!"

Wang Xiong knew that he and the others might not be able to escape today, so he could only play by ear!

"It's simple. Everyone can leave with one life." Duan Lang looked at the few people and said calmly.

"What? Impossible, don't even think about it."

Several people quickly refused.Isn't asking them to stay alive to ask them to die?How can this be.

"In that case, I can only do it myself!"

Hearing that the opponent was unwilling to Duanlang, he had no choice but to take out the Fire Lin sword and attack the opponent.

"careful!"

The few people were shocked, and quickly picked up their weapons to resist Duanlang's attack.

"Sword Eight."

There was a soft bang, as if nothing had happened.

There was an extra crack in the necks of Wang Xiong and the others!
"Pfft."

Several people covered their necks one after another, looked at Duanlang in shock and said:
"I didn't expect your swordsmanship to be even better than the Juggernaut!"

"No wonder the Juggernaut accepts you as his apprentice when he is dying."

Then the blood on the neck couldn't be stopped, and several people fell down slowly.

"You dare to trouble me, are you ready to pay the price?" Duanlang looked at He Zhijie who was lying on the ground with a wicked smile and said
"Don't. Don't kill me." He Zhijie looked at Duanlang's appearance and kept crawling back with one hand in fear.

It was as if Duan Lang was a devil.

"You go and send a letter to his father, asking him to redeem his son with sincerity, otherwise I will let him cut off his children and grandchildren."

Duan Lang waved to a disciple behind him, and said with a gloomy face.

"It's the suzerain!" The disciple cupped his hands and turned to walk outside.

"I was wrong to break the suzerain, I don't dare to do it again, you don't come here..."

"Don't come here!"

Seeing Duanlang walking towards him gloomyly holding a long sword, He Zhijie crawled back in panic.

"Come here, take Mr. He into the stable, and send a few people to monitor and ask him to help the servants feed the horse and empty the toilet."

"After all, our Xuan Huangzong doesn't support idlers."

Duanlang thought for a while, and felt that it was better to leave He Zhijie to his servants to torture him.

Otherwise, the disciple who was beaten would not be relieved!
"Yes! Sovereign"

Then He Zhijie was taken down by several disciples.

When he was taken away, he was still struggling desperately and said not to feed the horse and empty the toilet.

But after being knocked out, he became much quieter.

"Brother Duan, wouldn't this be too good?"

Seeing that Duanlang had arranged everything, Mingyue hesitated and said.

Duanlang looked at the fairy-like Mingyue and smiled, "Are you afraid that Xuanhuangcheng will make enemies?"

"Yeah! But Brother Duan, I will support you no matter what decision you make."

"Silly girl."

Duanlang gently hugged Mingyue into his arms and said lightly:

"Don't worry, now Xuan Huangzong is just established, even if we don't offend others."

"Others will also think that we are easy to bully and come to trouble us."

"We need to fight a few times to establish our prestige, and let the martial arts world know that Xuan Huangzong is not easy to mess with."

Mingyue leaned her head on Duanlang's shoulder and said, "I'll listen to you!"

"I will wrong you in the future, you should practice martial arts more frequently to help yourself."

"I will."