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Chapter 403 Value the month

However, after looking at Xiang Yang for a while, he found something wrong. The big men fighting were red in their eyes and their murderous aura could hardly stop coming out. Even two brothers from the Min clan also tried a few moves.

"Is this the mental method of learning the slaughter knife? However, I failed to suppress my mind and was induced by the evil slaughter technique?"

Xiang Yang did not take action to stop him, but just watched with Fang Ming and Deng Chunjue. At present, the seven or eight people were unable to stop.

At this moment, two figures came from afar, one was Min Baxian, and the other was a man as majestic as him. He had a common appearance, but had an extremely tough aura.

The two of them entered the venue and knocked their family members out of nothing. Their eyes were shining cold and their faces were as gloomy as water.

"Can't drag it any longer, wait for the person behind the scenes to appear.

Now there are unfilial descendants who spread the mentality of slaughtering swords to their tribe members, inducing evil thoughts and murderous intent in their hearts. If this continues, our two families will perish without fighting."

Although Min Baxian's voice was low, the volume was not small, and there was no concealment at all. His cold eyes swept towards this area and heard the sound of fighting and watching, he said to the big man next to him.

"No, I didn't expect there was something to be scattered outside. Let's first quell the internal troubles and then fight against foreign enemies.

We have survived several hundred years of great disasters in the genocide. This time, at best, was just a small twists and turns. How could we do to me?"

This person is naturally the person who is talking about the contemporary Zhuang maker. In Xiang Yang's eyes, Zhuang Wei is even a little more dangerous than Min Baxian, and he is also a strong man who doesn't know the depth.

They spoke openly to show their confidence and fearless beliefs, and to demonstrate to those who may be hiding among the people.

Just as the two of them were talking, a group of people came from the street, with women and children. When they saw a few big men who fell to the ground, they were immediately panicked and cried and made a fuss. It was obviously their family.

The rest were all extremely powerful masters, Min Hengsha and several teenagers of the same age were surrounded by an old man.

The old man seemed to have a very high status. When he walked to Min Baxian and Zhuang Wei, both of them bowed. Min Baxian even called him uncle. It was the Min family dialect of the generation before him.

"The bonfire conference this month does not need to be held anymore. Min Bao killed the tribe guarding him and ran away. You send someone to capture him and implement the family law in front of the ancestral hall."

The old man had a kind face and long eyebrows. He was the strong man who fished by the river that day and had a relationship with Xiang Yang.

Unlike the elegant and indifferent way that day, although the old man's expression was like that day, he was magnificent and domineering. Although he had transferred power long ago, no one dared to refute anything.

"I understand, I'll send someone to do it."

Min Ba turned around and left first, while Zhuang Wei stayed to deal with the follow-up of the fight. Except for the dead family, the family still cried unyieldingly, the other families had calmed down.

"My friend Xiang Yang, stay first. I have something to tell you, please come with me."

Seeing that the situation was over, Xiang Yang was about to close the door, but the old man glanced at him and was stopped.

Fang Ming and Deng Chunjue looked at Xiang Yang in surprise, wondering when he had dated the old man with an extraordinary identity.

Xiang Yang was also surprised, but without saying anything, facing Min Hengsha and others' incomprehensible eyes, he followed the old man to a spacious and atmospheric house at the end of the street.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen young and beautiful girls chattering, each of which was good at dressing. Although there was no good decoration in Nanxiang, it also had a unique and simple style.

When the old man entered the door, the girls became honest and did not dare to speak, and even did not dare to breathe for a while. But occasionally some people were brave enough to look at Xiang Yang behind the old man, shy.

"My friend Xiang, please sit down."

The old man came to the house, sat in the upper position on the left, and signaled Xiang Yang to sit on the other side. After that, the girls were lined up, showing their style like a modern talent show.

"These are the most outstanding young women in the Min family in Nanxiang. Which one do you like? Tell me directly.

Or if you have fallen in love with it, I can make the decision and marry them all to you."

Xiang Yang was a little confused. From the beginning to now, he didn't know what the old man was going to do, especially now that he still made such a move, which was simply unexpected. Even if he was recruiting a son-in-law, there was no such thing.

"Why? Don't understand? When I parted by the river that day, I was extremely curious about you, Xiang Yang, and I specially sent someone to collect your news.

It doesn’t matter if you have a low background, but you are excellent enough, which is very important. When my son-in-law of the Min family in Nanxiang, with your potential and martial arts, I guarantee that I will go further than that boy Huo Huaian.”

"The elder is joking. Marriage is not a joke. Besides, I have no plans to get married, so I may disappoint you."

Xiang Yang's face was a little stiff. Although he thought he was excellent, he was not as good as he could be robbed, right? Or was this old man going to use him to do something?

"You guys retreat first."

The old man asked the Min family girls to leave, but there were only two people left in the house, but the atmosphere was much more relaxed.

"You can see the foundation of my Nanxiang killing skills, and you can also take over the sword I cut at this age. It's not easy. I have only met two of my talents.

One is Zhuang Ai, the merchant, who was famous. When he became famous, I was a naughty boy, but both families regarded it as a god, as our hope for leaving Nanxiang. Unfortunately, he disappeared very early, and he still doesn't know whether he died or lived.

There is another one who is a genius of my generation. Throughout my life, I can’t even see his shadow. His name is Chu Kuangsheng.”

The former Zhuang Ai and Xiang Yang only recently learned that the latter Chu Kuangsheng was a famous and innate powerful man who won the title of Crazy Sword. Unfortunately, he has not been involved in the world for a long time and has not heard of him for many years.

"I say this to you to show that your talent is very strong, and it may be the third person I have seen in the past few decades who may free us from Nanxiang.

But this secret is very big. I can't explain it to you if you are not my Min family yet."

The old man spoke halfway, and the remaining half was also obvious. As long as Xiang Yang married his Min family's daughter, he would be a family. He could tell the secrets of the future and the purpose would be clear.

However, Xiang Yang did not have the time to talk nonsense with him. He would marry anyone. Xiang Yang didn't care, but it was absolutely impossible to tie him to the Min family, or Nanxiang.

"Actually, if you don't say it, I know one or two. The Minzhuang tribes lived in Nanxiang for a long time just to protect an evil sword, or strictly speaking, they wanted to control the evil sword. I wonder what I said is correct?"

Xiang Yang revealed the information he learned from Hong Tai and his gang. The room suddenly became quiet, and even the light floating in the air became dim.

The face of the old man, who had always been kind, suddenly changed, and his eyes were gradually infected with red, how could outsiders learn about such a secret? Xiang Yang is also one of the people who covet the evil sword?

An extremely evil aura emanated from the old man. He was obviously a person, but Xiang Yang felt that it was an evil sword entangled with countless unjust souls.

"Senior, don't be impatient. Last time you stabbed by the river, you barely managed to maintain it. It's better not to use your true energy right now."
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