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When Zhao Xu saw Ding Gang and the people from "Ziyang Temple", the two sides had a dispute.

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He shouted, "Okay! Shut up all of them."

For a moment, the scene became quiet.

Zhao Xu said to Xuande of Ziyang Temple: "Master Xuande, since you Ziyang Temple people say that the sword is something you Ziyang Temple, what is the proof?"

"this......"

Xuande and others didn't know how to answer Zhao Xu's words for a while.

After a while, Xuande spoke, "Ding Gang's ancestor was named Ding Changsheng, and his magic name was Shouhe. He was originally from my Ziyang Temple. Later, Ding Changsheng took my Ziyang Temple's sword down the mountain and never returned. President Zhao, come and judge, this sword is not something from my Ziyang Temple. Is it still from his Ding family?"

Zhao Xu said "Yeah!" and nodded, saying, "According to Master Xuande's words, this sword should indeed belong to Ziyang Temple."

Ding Gang said anxiously: "President Zhao, my ancestor saved a knight and got it from him. But the people from Ziyang Temple coveted my ancestor's sword and wanted to take it for themselves. In desperation, my ancestor left Ziyang Temple and lived an incognito life. Shouldn't this sword belong to my Ding family ancestor?"

Zhao Xu nodded again and said, "According to Ding Gang's statement, this sword should indeed belong to the Ding family."

After understanding the whole story, Zhao Xu said to Xuande of Ziyang Temple: "Master Xuande, since you both have different opinions, even if this matter is in court, there may be no conclusion. However, Ding Gang is from my five clan village, and his business is the matter of my five clan village. So, please come back for the Taoist priests!"

"Is this a pity?" Xuande was furious and pointed at Zhao Xu and said, "I think you are just trying to protect Ding Gang. Do you really think that the people in our Ziyang Temple are easy to bully?"

Zhao Xu sneered and said, "It's a bit too much to cover up this word! I will naturally protect my people. As long as Ding Gang didn't steal your Ziyang Temple's things and did not do anything to hurt you Ziyang Temple. A large number of experts from Ziyang Temple come to him to cause trouble, I will not let it go."

"It seems that if you don't give you some colors today, you won't take our Ziyang Temple seriously."

Zhao Xu said coldly: "You Ziyang Temple is really bold when you dare to make trouble at the door of my five clan village."

"Come!"

Hurry!

Scar Wu Zheng and a large number of masters surrounded the people from "Ziyang Temple".

Several Taoist priests from Ziyang Temple looked at each other.

Seeing that someone had made dumplings, everyone felt guilty.

They had long heard that Zhao Xu was very skilled in martial arts, and they didn't know if they could defeat Zhao Xu when they joined forces. If the war really started, there was no chance of winning at all.

Several Taoist priests looked at Xuande at the same time.

Under the helplessness, Xuande snorted heavily in his nose and said, "Hmph! I think you can protect Ding Gang? I don't believe that he will stay in your five-clan village for the rest of his life. If he goes out alone, it will be his death."

Zhao Xu said to Xuande: "Master Xuande, I don't like to listen to what you said. As long as Ding Gang is in my five-clan village for one day, I will cover him for one day. If you Ziyang Temple dare to touch a hair of his hair, I will go to Ziyang Temple in person to seek justice for Ding Gang."

"you......"

Xuande was furious, but he didn't expect that Zhao Xu, a gentle man, acted so domineeringly.

He brushed his sleeves and said to the Taoist priests around him, "Let's go!"

The people who "Ziyang Temple" finally chose to stop.

Zhao Xu ordered to Scar Wu Zheng: "Wu Zheng, let them go!"

"Do not go!" Wu Zheng ordered to his men.

After the crowd separated, several Taoist priests from "Ziyang Temple" walked out in a row.

Zhao Xu stepped forward and patted Ding Gang on the shoulder. He said, "Didn't I say it, let you say something in advance if you have something to do. In this way, I can have a way to deal with it and I won't be found by someone. Now it's okay!"

Ding Gang looked embarrassed and said, "Thank you, President Zhao!"

"All of them are their own brothers, you're welcome!"

"By the way, what kind of sword is the sword that the ancestor of your Ding family got?"

Ding Gang shook his head and said, "It's written in ancient text, and I don't know what kind of sword it is."

"Can you lend me a look?" Zhao Xu asked.

Ding Gang thought for a while and said, "Okay! But there are so many people here, so let's go inside and take a look."

Zhao Xu said "Yes!" and turned around and entered the village of the Five Clans with Ding Gang.

In a remote place in the Five Tribes Village, Ding Gang suddenly pinched the long stick in his hand.

I heard the sound of "Click!" and the long stick in my hand cracked.

Exposed a delicate scabbard.

Before the sword was unsheathed, Zhao Xu sensed a chill all over the body from the sword.

Refining a good sword is not an easy task.

It is said that steel is made by a hundred times. This ancient sword has a long history at first glance.

Involuntarily, he praised: "Good sword!"

Ding Gang said: "Although the sword is a good sword, no one has ever pulled it out. My ancestors studied this sword for a long time, but were eventually retaliated by the sword energy and died under the sword. My father was killed in the hands of the people in Ziyangguan because of this sword. When this sword was passed into my hands, I thought it was too hostile, so I sealed the sword into a wooden stick."

Zhao Xu raised his eyebrows when he heard this and blurted out, "What happened?"

Ding Gang said "Yes!" and nodded.

Zhao Xu said to Ding Gang: "So, when you were testing in the Martial God Hall, it was not your real strength, right?"

"Actually, my strength is almost the same! I am good at stick technique and not good at sword technique. But this sword is obtained by my ancestors. My grandfather and my father both died of the sword, so I did not study sword technique."

Zhao Xu stared at the scabbard in Ding Gang's hand and took a closer look. He said, "This sword should be something from the Song Dynasty."

Ding Gang was happy when he heard this and asked Zhao Xu: "President Zhao, can you recognize ancient Chinese?"

Zhao Xu nodded and said, "I have a lot of research on ancient Chinese and can recognize the words above."

"Then what is it written on it?" Ding Gang asked anxiously.

"Can you lend me the sword?" Zhao Xu said.

Ding Gang handed the sword to Zhao Xu without hesitation.

Zhao Xu looked at the sword sheath carefully and slowly recited: "Get out of the illusion and remains true, the Supreme Sword Way!"

The last sentence "The Supreme Sword Way!" shows that the person who forged the sword is arrogant and believes that this sword is the best among the swords.

Thinking of Ding Gang's words, no one has pulled out this sword.

Zhao Xu tried to draw the sword.

The first stroke was not pulled out.

Zhao Xu was surprised and poured his internal force on his right hand. He pulled out with force and heard the "Zheng!"..." and actually pulled out the sword.
Chapter completed!