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Chapter 417 Interrogation

"Bastard!" Ye Wudao yelled with his hands behind his back, and then looked at Song Xiaotian behind him: "Young man, my junior brother is a little bit mad, he may have misunderstood you, can you join me at the same time?" Stop it, so we can discuss it in detail, and turn hostility into friendship?"

Ye Wudao spoke with some ancient sayings, but his tone was very polite. Master Song Xiaotian also spoke in the same way. He has long been used to this half ancient and half modern speaking style, especially when he heard Ye Wudao mean to call He and the white-haired old man stopped at the same time, his heart was filled with excitement.

His super energy was about to run out, and he couldn't distract himself from absorbing the super energy in the golden ball in the face of such a powerful opponent. If he persisted, in order to save his life, he could only take the risk of mobilizing the true energy hidden in the eight meridians. Hearing what Ye Wudao said at this moment, he was of course happy.

Song Xiaotian cast a grateful look at Ye Wudao, and nodded slightly.

"Junior brother?" Ye Wudao looked at the white-haired old man beside Feng Er.I saw that he also nodded to Ye Wudao, in fact he didn't want to fight with Song Xiaotian any longer, but he couldn't open his mouth for fear that his true anger would be diverted, and he didn't dare to stop rashly for fear of being backlashed.

Seeing that the white-haired old man was willing to let go, Song Xiaotian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Under Ye Wudao's command, the two withdrew their respective forces at the same time, but after withdrawing their respective forces, the white-haired old man and Song Xiaotian did two completely different things.

After the white-haired old man withdrew his strength at the same time as Song Xiaotian, he quickly lifted the sword up with a burst of true energy, but just when he lifted the sword less than five centimeters, the twelve flying swords suddenly out of control.

Everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, and all the twelve flying swords flew towards Song Xiaotian like lightning. However, they did not pose any threat to Song Xiaotian, but they all settled in the air in front of him as if they were spiritual.

"Hmph..." Song Xiaotian snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand that had been on his back, and waved his arm at the stone wall on one side.

"Papapa..." There was a continuous crisp sound, and the twelve flying swords lined up were deeply embedded in the stone wall, reaching the hilt.

In fact, the white-haired old man and Song Xiaotian had the same starting point, they were both afraid that the twelve flying swords would hurt Feng Er on the ground if they lost control, but the methods were different.

Of course, Song Xiaotian still had some selfishness in ensuring Feng Er's safety. He took this opportunity to nail all twelve flying swords into the stone wall to avoid his own worries.He was afraid that if the conversation with Ye Wudao broke down, they would use flying swords to deal with him and Feng Er again. This move was undoubtedly tantamount to disarming them secretly.

But he didn't know that the hand he showed was the one that really caused him trouble. It was because he used his mind to control the twelve flying swords remotely, which was so cool that everyone would think that he was using flying swords Heaven Luo Jianyu in the villa.

"Royal Sword Art?" Ye Wudao frowned at Song Xiaotian's hand. He never expected that such a boy with no hair at all would have such a powerful cultivation. The most important thing is, This move performed by Song Xiaotian is really too similar to Yujian Jue.

"Ah... Tian Luo Jian Yu!" The white-haired old man was as shocked as Ye Wudao. In his opinion, the trick Song Xiaotian played was clearly the Tian Luo Jian Yu he had just completed, which made him even more I am convinced that Song Xiaotian has indeed stolen the Yujian Jue from their villa.

"Where did you get your Yujian Jue?" This time, Ye Wudao's face also became very ugly.Originally, when he saw Song Xiaotian and his junior brother were able to fight evenly, he thought in his heart that this person must be a proud disciple of other sects in the ancient martial arts world, and he didn't want to make enemies with him. That's another matter.

"Brother, what he used just now is not only Yujian Jue, but also very similar to the Tianluo Jianyu I just practiced!" the white-haired old man said with a gloomy face.

"Hmph..." Song Xiaotian shook his head with contempt. In his opinion, these people are really ridiculous. In his eyes, the Sword Control Art they regard as a treasure is nothing. Speaking of it, as long as a person who has mastered telepathy wants to control a few flying swords, it is really too simple.

"I don't know what Yujian Jue you are talking about!"

"Then how do you control Feijian?" the white-haired old man said coldly.

"Hmph, do you have to use your Sword Control Technique if you can control Feijian?" Song Xiaotian looked disdainful.

"Little brother, Yujian Jue is the treasure of our Feijian Villa. I hope you can explain to me the method of Yujian you just used, otherwise we will hardly believe what you said!" Ye Wudao said slowly To be honest, his tone was still polite at this time.

Because he suddenly thought of the scene of twelve flying swords flying towards Song Xiaotian just now. At that time, Song Xiaotian was completely holding his hands upside down, and there was no sign of manipulating the flying swords with his hands at all.You must know that the Sword Control Jue in their villa itself is a way to release the true energy and control the flying sword.

And when the true energy is released to control the flying sword to leave his body, he must use his own hands to control the flying sword's trajectory in the air. This is also the reason why the white-haired old man kept dancing with his palms when he cast Tianluo Sword Rain. .Therefore, according to this detail, Ye Wudao felt that perhaps what Song Xiaotian used was really not Yujian Jue.

"I've already said that I'm not using your Sword Controlling Art. Could it be that you can't even see the martial arts of your own sect?" Song Xiaotian spoke in a very rude tone. He knew that this time it was impossible to worship Fei The gate of Jianshanzhuang has been closed, and since he has already torn his face, he has no intention of bowing his head to others. The most important thing is that he doesn't like the feeling of being wronged.

At this time, although his super energy has been exhausted, he still has 50 years of ancient martial arts in his body, and that 50 years of skill is also a very powerful force, plus there is Feng Er who has mastered 70 years of skill Although the two of them may not be able to beat Ye Wudao together, it should not be difficult to escape.

As for the white-haired old man, Song Xiaotian doesn't take him seriously now, because he can see that this old guy's vitality has been seriously injured, and he probably won't be able to recover in ten days and a half months.

"Who are you, why did you come to Feijian Villa?" Ye Wudao fixed his eyes on Song Xiaotian, as if he wanted to see something from Song Xiaotian's eyes.

"Reporting to the master, they all came to the villa to learn from teachers today!" Qiu Baiyi, who kowtowed until his head was bloody, raised his head and said: "This kid has such a powerful cultivation level, but he still comes to the villa to learn art, there is absolutely nothing wrong with him." Kindness!"

Until now, he still didn't forget to put shit on Song Xiaotian's head. In his opinion, the reason why he offended the head of the sect today was all caused by Song Xiaotian.

"What?" Ye Wudao exclaimed, looking at Song Xiaotian's eyes, a frightening chill suddenly rose.

"Shua, Shua, Shua..." At this moment, there was a dense sound of piercing through the air, and in a blink of an eye, more than ten middle-aged men flew and landed seven steps away from Ye Wudao.

As soon as they landed, they knelt down on the ground respectfully: "Greetings to the master, greetings to the master and uncle!"

"You all get up!" Ye Wudao waved his hands expressionlessly, then looked at Song Xiaotian again: "What else can you say?"

Song Xiaotian was startled, if he thought that he and Feng Er still had a chance to escape, at this moment, he knew that they had no chance at all.