Qingshan Sect.

Four figures floated and fell on the square.

These people were Deng Sangong, who came to raise an army to question the crime, and his three apprentices.

Deng Sangongda’s two apprentices are now famous masters.

And the youngest one is the famous Song Qiyuan.

"Caoshan, come out for me!"

Deng Sangong spoke slowly.

Although his voice was light, the huge sound waves slowly spread out.

"Buzz~"

The person within a mile of radius suddenly felt a buzzing sound of tinnitus in his ears.

“Ah~”

"Hiss~"

In the Qingshan Sect, all the disciples covered their ears in pain.

"No, there are experts!"

Several uncles in Qingshan Sect immediately raised their heads from meditation.

"Walk!"

While they were moving, the people had disappeared.

In the back garden

Cao Shan, who was practicing martial arts, also heard this sound.

"Who is this person? He has such a strong internal force."

Cao Shan also rushed outside.

"My wife~"

I happened to meet Danzhen on the way.

"My husband, there are experts coming to our sect, but judging from the other party's appearance, it seems that the visitor is not good."

"It must be Duke Deng San is here."

Cao Shan affirmed.

He has already received news that Song Qiyuan's peerless treasure sword was robbed in their Qingshan Sect.

"Well, he should be the only one."

Danzhen nodded too.

"Do you want to ask the Supreme Elder out of seclusion?"

Danzhen asked with some concern.

Deng Sangong is a peerless master, and he is worried that his husband will suffer a loss.

"No need to disturb him for the time being"

"This Sangong Deng should just be here to ask. We didn't snatch Song Qiyuan's sword from us, so we don't have to worry."

"Go out and have a look first"

"good"

When Cao Shan and Dan Zhen came out, Deng Sangong and his group were surrounded by the uncles and disciples of Qingshan Sect.

"metropolitan"

"Madam of the Sect Master~"

Seeing Cao Shan and Dan Zhen, Grandmaster Qingshan took his disciples to salute.

When Cao Shan looked over, he found that it was Deng Sangong and his three apprentices.

"Director Deng is visiting, please come inside"

"You all have separated."

Cao Shan waved.

"yes!"

Hearing Cao Shan speak, uncle and his disciples all dispersed.

"Hmph! There is no need to go in"

"Caoshan, call me out the iron man 'Fan Mang' from your Qingshan Sect first."

Deng Sangong didn't give Cao Shan face at all.

He is already a peerless person, and people in the non-sect system can restrain him.

"San Gong, I have heard of the loss of Song Qiyuan's treasure sword, but is there any misunderstandings in this?"

Cao Shan still said politely to Deng Sangong.

"What misunderstanding? My disciple's sword was robbed in your place."

"And the person who robs him is a master of body refining. Who else will be there except you, the iron man?"

Deng Sangong held accountable.

"I wonder if you have seen who robbed your sword? Do you see his appearance clearly?"

Cao Shan turned to look at Song Qiyuan and asked.

"This ~ I didn't see it"

"But when I fight him, he can actually take my peerless treasure sword empty-handed and make me rich with one move. I can be sure that the other party must be a master of body refining, otherwise ordinary people, even a first-class master, will definitely be injured by my peerless treasure sword."

Song Qiyuan replied calmly.

"Caoshan, have you heard it?"

"Don't tell me any coincidences or not. There are so many physical training masters in the world."

"What you lost to you Qingshan Sect is the one from your Qingshan Sect. Don't steal my disciple's sword, but don't admit it!"

Duke Deng San was a little dissatisfied.

Cao Shan quickly explained: "Senior Three Duke, let me ask, if we really want to steal the sword of Mr. Song Qiyuan, would we silly rob it before he left Qingshan Sect? Isn't this just adding trouble to ourselves?"

"What's more, everyone in the martial arts world knows that the peerless treasure sword of Song Qiyuan is a senior of the Three Dukes. You specially asked Master Ou Yezi to create it yourself. There is only one in the world."

"Who dares to use it except for Mr. Song Qiyuan?"

Cao Shan looked at Deng Sangong innocently.

He is indeed innocent in his heart.

If this Sangong Deng is going to do whatever he wants, although his strength has improved a little recently due to the Heavenly Destroyment, I don’t know if he can stop it.

"Caoshan, don't tell me these useless things."

"Call 'Fan Mang' out now"

"Otherwise don't blame me for being polite!"

“This ~~”

"Honey?"

Danzhen gave Cao Shan a look and asked.

Cao Shan knew what his wife meant, but he still shook his head.

Just when Cao Shan was in a dilemma, a man with a burly body and simple dress walked out.

"Don't make things difficult for the Sect Master, I'm out by myself."

The man walked up to everyone and saw that he had a tough face, wearing a rough plain clothes, and the key was that he had a bald head.

"Sect Master~Sect Master's Lady"

Fan Mang performed rituals to Caoshan and Danzhen.

"You are the iron man Fan Mang?"

Deng Sangong looked at the man up and down.

When he was walking in the world, Fan Mang was not born yet.

When Fan Mang became famous as the "Iron Man", he had long lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests. Therefore, the Sangong Deng had never seen Fan Mang.

And the key point is that Fan Mang is also a strange person. After gaining some reputation in the world, he has been staying behind closed doors.

“It’s right”
To be continued...