Shinra Tenzun

Chapter 8
As soon as the words fell, the second elder had already rushed forward.

Clang!

The silver sword in his hand was intertwined with Master Fang Jian's sword. In an instant, the golden light shone brightly, and both of them released golden waves, which shocked everyone present.

And they were even more shocked, how could a well-known good-for-nothing in the Duan family let a high-ranking Duan patriarch listen to his orders.

"My young master, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill him now!" The second elder was covered in a golden battle body, his thick muscles were bulging, and the silver sword in his hand was even more dazzling. If he exerted a little force, Fang Jian might be forced to retreat.

The Second Elder has reached the Great Accomplishment of Body Training, while Fang Jian's junior has only reached the Minor Accomplishment of Body Training.

Jiang was still very old, Fang Jian obviously felt that his strength was not at the same level as the opponent's.

"Second elder of the Duan family, are you going to fight against our Jiange?" Fang Jian lost his momentum and had to move out of the Jiange.

You know, this Jiange is the weapon gathering place of the entire Crescent Moon Village, and even the Duan family and the Lin family in the middle of the Crescent City can't do anything to the Jiange.

Hearing this, the Second Elder withdrew a little bit of his strength, and then said: "We have no intention of making enemies in the Jiange, but my Young Master Duan, you must not hurt him for the time being."

When the two were fighting evenly, an ancient and ancient voice came from the cabinet: "Presumptuous, stop!"

With a shout, all the surrounding crowd changed color.

Fang Jian and the second elder immediately stopped and backed away.

That Fang Jian even knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists with both hands, and said respectfully: "Governor Xue, I know my mistake."

The second elder's face turned pale in an instant, and he immediately knelt down: "I don't know that this young master Fang is Pavilion Master Xue's disciple, and he really offended him just now, and he really deserves death."

Fang Jian's expression was extremely airy, he glanced coldly at the second elder who was kneeling on the ground, and Duan Qi who was stupid and ignorant in the distance, and then reported: "Governor Xue, this disciple originally didn't want to do anything. When I was in the Jiange, I saw someone making trouble on purpose. In order to protect the reputation of our Jiange, and to defend your reputation, Master, I just acted."

"You..." The second elder's eyes showed a cold light, he stared at Fang Jian coldly, but he was speechless to refute.

It was because he had already guessed that Xue Gui and Fang Jian must be of the same mind, he could offend Fang Jian, but he would never dare to offend Xue Gui.

He understands that the status of a swordsmith is extremely noble.According to the level, it can be divided into rank one to rank nine. Among them, rank nine swordsmiths are the most advanced and are respected by the mainland.And the way of swordsmanship is precisely the foundation of warriors.

Even the worst first-rank swordsmith is a role that his second elder can't afford to offend.

What's more, Xue Gui is the only second-rank swordsmith in Crescent City, and he has passed the assessment of the Swordsmith Union. Not only that, but his own strength has reached the perfect state of body training.

With such a master backing him, it's no wonder Fang Jian is so arrogant and domineering.

The second elder's palms were in cold sweat, he had already scolded Duan Qi seventeen or eight times in his heart, why did he come here to make this matter happen.

He turned towards the cabinet and said in a low voice: "How offending, the villain will take my young master away immediately."

At this moment, a figure rushed out of the cabinet.

This person is tall and tall, with a large sword box on his back, and his white beard full of mouth looks a bit like a crane bone fairy.

"Want to leave Jiange? Is this Jiange a place where you can come and leave whenever you want." Xue Gui's voice was so loud that it made people's scalp tingle after hearing it, as if reptiles had entered their brains and their bodies could not move.

The second elder was also frightened, too frightened to speak.

Duan Qi stood up from the chair, said neither humble nor overbearing: "Then what do you think?"

Everyone sighed, and looked at Duan Qi with the kind of eyes that look at the dead.

The second elder covered his face even more, and couldn't bear to look directly at him. This good-for-nothing young master is really bored with life, as if he didn't know that he had offended such a great person.

Xue Gui's eyes were fixed, like a lion, he walked towards Duan Qi step by step with heavy steps.

When he was ten steps away from Duan Qi, he shook his body suddenly, took off the large sword case on his back, and drew out a huge red-hilted sword from it. It is the size of two fists, and the blade is heavy.

When swinging, the air whistling and powerful.

Xue Gui held the giant sword across his chest, and said in a cold tone: "You said that my apprentice's sword is not good, so tell me, what about my Xue's sword!"

Whoosh!

There is wind, the wind outside.

The hair on Duan Qi's forehead fluttered slightly, and he gently raised his hand to rub the scar on his face.

Everyone looked at this young man nervously. Whether you can survive depends on whether your mouth can speak!
The second elder also prayed in his heart, if Duan Qi dies, he will die!Don't take Lao Tzu's half-sentence healing exercises to the Palace of the King of Hell.

Suddenly, Duan Qi smiled.

"Your sword is really a failure!"

quiet!
There was a dead silence all around.

Only the sound of the wind and the beating of the heart that foretells death can be heard.

The corner of the second elder's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was dreaming.

Crazy, this kid is looking for death deliberately, he must be tired of life, must have been hit too hard by breaking up a relationship, now do something to seek death.

The surrounding sword buyers were even more speechless in amazement, their mouths grew so big that their jaws almost fell to the ground.

Pavilion Master Xue, I've given you a chance to flatter. You just take advantage of the opportunity to shoot up, as long as you feel comfortable, do you have to court death?
"Haha, hahahaha!" Fang Jian burst into laughter suddenly, he stopped kneeling, and jumped up suddenly, "What did I say, ah! What did I just say, this kid is here to make trouble , Damn it, it's not good to offend anyone, but our Jiange, next year today will be your memorial day."

The second elder's heart was ashamed, and his back was already soaked.

Xue Gui stared at Duan Qi coldly, the veins on his hands burst out due to excitement: "Go on!"

Duan Qi said unhurriedly: "This sword of yours belongs to the second-level inscription treasure, and can only engrave one inscription. It's just because you were too eager for quick success when you were forging the sword, thinking of engraving all three inscriptions on the sword. In the middle, the three inscriptions clashed with each other. Without guidance, only the strongest inscription was left to be engraved on the sword. But because of this, the structure of your sword is already quite brittle. , can beat your sword to pieces!"

"Shattered!"

Duan Qi's words were coherent, without delay.

In the crowd, the people who bought the sword were all amazed, and many of them showed regretful expressions, and some even turned their heads away, unwilling to look at it again, because they were young and frivolous, and didn't know how to speak properly.

"It's over, this period of seven is completely over." The second elder's heart fell to the bottom. In this situation, even the gods can't save him.

Fang Jian also showed a complacent expression. He smiled bitterly again and again: "Duan Qi, Duan Qi, the most you can do is die if you mess with me. If you mess with my master, you can't survive!"

(End of this chapter)