The Wang family in Taiyuan was covered with white silhouette, and the suppressed crying came from the lively Bai family. Outside the door, many people pointed at the Bai family mansion, and many showed a pity.

"Brother, why are everyone gathering here?"

As soon as someone who didn't know the inside story asked this question, someone immediately answered him, saying: "The third child of the Wang family is dead. The eldest is the daughter of the Wang family. He married in Jiangnan in his early years. The second child died young and died at the age of eight. The third child is the pillar of the Wang family. He has always assisted the old man Wang to manage the Wang family and keep the Wang family prosperous. The fourth child and the fifth child are still young, which is a pity."

"Yes! I heard that the Wang family has this huge industry because of Wang San's relationship. Now that the third one dies, the Wang family may not be able to support it."

It is common for flowers to bloom and fall, but when it is placed in the world, it is inevitable that it will be a pity for everyone to encounter it. Of course, some people are gloating and want the Wang family to be finished and swallow their property.

"You guys tell me, how did this Wang Laosan die? His kung fu is not weak, he died inexplicably. Is it the Zhao family..."

"Shut up! You want to die!"

A small family member cannot afford to offend the Wang family, so naturally he cannot afford to offend his rival, the Zhao family. On this street, the Wang family and the Zhao family have been rivals for decades. Since the beginning of Old Man Wang, the two families have been competing for the industry and voice of this street. To this day, they are still half a dozen. You have either suppressed me or I have suppressed you. Now, Wang Laosan is dead, Old Man Wang is old, and the Wang family is no longer a match for the Zhao family.

It is not a question for others to doubt the Zhao family for such a simple and clear interest relationship.

Just as everyone was talking, the door of the house opposite opened. The brigade of men walked out, and the fight was an old man. The momentum was very strong.

"It's Zhao Banshan..."

The disciples of the Zhao family entered the Wang family's mourning hall under the leadership of Zhao Banshan, and the people of the Wang family dared not stop them. They were trembling and frightened. Old Man Wang walked out of the mourning hall, glanced at his old opponent with sadness, and ignored him. Zhao Banshan entered the mourning hall, bowed respectfully to the Zhao family's disciples, and then strode to the backyard.

The old man Wang's face became ugly at this time, and he snorted coldly and said, "Xiao Wu, help me go over."

"yes!"

A young boy next to Mr. Wang shook his body and immediately stood up to support the man and went to the backyard. Outside, everyone was talking for a while, guessing what the Zhao family was doing, and would he make trouble in Mr. Wang's mourning hall?

In the backyard, Zhao Banshan looked like a master, sitting on the main seat with a big thorn. As soon as Old Man Wang came in, his face pulled down and snorted viciously. He sat on the Zhao boy.

Zhao Banshan rolled his eyes helplessly and said angrily: "Apart from Xiao Liuzi and Mr., everyone else is out of here."

When the disciples of the Zhao family heard this, they ran out happily one by one. There was no way. Zhao Banshan and Old Man Wang were two completely uncultured. Every time they beat the bull, they would take the other younger generation out. The younger generations were afraid when they saw the two old generations.

Old Man Wang unexpectedly glanced at the gentleman sitting aside and blurted out: "Crazy Zhao, is this old boy the reinforcement you invited?"

Bai Xiaosheng squirted with a puff. His forehead was covered with white hair and sweat. I was the rescue soldier invited by the monkey. Zhao Banshan was very embarrassed. He immediately stood up and said, "Sir, please don't mind, Wang Xuzi is like this."

His attitude surprised Old Man Wang and said, "Crazy Zhao, this person..."

Zhao Banshan raised his chest, raised his head, and said proudly: "Wang Zi, let me introduce you to you. This is a master of swords, which is not something you can compare with. My little six son was in danger this time, thanks to the help of his husband." Speaking of this, he laughed with a pity and said: "Your miss third son is not lucky, it is not like my little six son, and there is a gentleman to save him..."

Old Man Wang hated him for what he said, but he was helpless. Others don’t understand, and Old Man Wang doesn’t understand the person who has been fighting for the rest of his life. If he says that his third brother was done by Zhao Banshan, he will be the first to disbelief.

He said this at this time, just to show off.

With a wry smile, Old Man Wang was a little discouraged when he thought of the third brother's death and said, "Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to fight with you. What's wrong with you this time?"

When Zhao Banshan heard his words, he was rarely happy. After all, if his son died, he would win without glory! He sighed and patted Old Man Wang on the shoulder. Zhao Banshan said, "We have fought for a lifetime, and I won't say anything extra. Xiao Liuzi, take out the things..."

The boy next to Zhao Banshan kept untiing the long box behind him, and a sharp blade appeared in front of several people. Old Man Wang frowned and said, "Is this the murder weapon that attacked your little sixth son?"

Zhao Banshan nodded and signaled to Xiao Liuzi. Xiao Liuzi pulled up his clothes. There were knife marks on his chest. Fortunately, it was not deep, otherwise this knife would have killed him. At that time, it was Bai Xiaosheng who saved Xiao Liuzi at the critical moment, otherwise he would have died like the third son of the Wang family.

"Who is so brave to attack both of you and my families at the same time?" Old Man Wang's face turned pale and said to Xiao Wu on the side: "Xiao Wu, go and bring my knife."

Wang Wu walked out quickly and soon came back quickly. He held a big knife in his hand. The knife was really not small, larger than an ordinary knife. Although the style was ordinary, it looked quite scary.

Bai Xiaosheng took a closer look and praised: "Good knife!"

Zhao Banshan said excitedly: "Haha... I finally saw you bastard, you have been hiding so well that I can't even see it..." He went up and snatched the big knife, and stroked it with love. That look was pretty cheap.

Old Man Wang smiled bitterly and said, "Crazy Zhao, I won't say anything extra. I owe you this time. You can take this knife away."

"Haha..." Zhao Banshan laughed loudly, and the big knife in his hand slashed into the air, and the whistling sound was loud. In the sunlight, silver light on the big knife's body was dotted, and a hint of resentment was reflected, which made people feel cold.

Bai Xiaosheng looked at the big sword and was even more surprised. He didn't expect that the two small families would have such a good sword. He couldn't help but say, "Master Zhao, can you show me this big sword?"

Zhao Banshan was happy and said, "Sir, please do whatever you want."

Bai Xiaosheng took the big knife. His hand felt slightly heavy, and he thought that the knife weighed at least fifty kilograms. He waved his backhand. The sword light flashed, and the cold light on the blade was scattered. Bai Xiaosheng put his hand on the blade and gently pinched it. When his hand touched the blade, the hilts were junction, he frowned and said, "How strange!"

He looked through carefully and his expression became more and more strange. Zhao Banshan and Old Man Wang were observing him. Seeing this, he asked, "Sir, are there any problems with this knife?"

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and said, "There is no problem with the knife, but this knife seems to hide something." As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Xiaosheng's subordinates exerted force and buzzed, and a crescent moon was pulled out of the blade. The cold and cold light flashed, and a cold air made the people around him take two steps back.

"What a good knife!"

Bai Xiaosheng's eyes lit up. The scimitar in his hand was as shaped like a crescent moon. It was as thin as a cicada's wing. It seemed to have no weight in his hand. This thin scimitar was extremely exquisite. It seemed to have magic power. When he saw it, he snatched the mind and mind.

A knife was filled with a bucket of swords. The curved sword light tilted out, and a puffed sound. The sharp sword light instantly split the table and chairs in front of them into two pieces without any obstacles. Without a single sound, it was amazing.

"This...this...this...this is the last move of the sword technique..." Old Man Wang and Zhao Banshan suddenly opened their mouths wide and said in shock. The two of them stared at each other, and shut up at the same time.

Bai Xiaosheng glanced at the two of them, and the scimitar in his hand shook, and the light flashed light. With a tingling sound, the handle of the knife shriveled down, and a ray of light flashed out from the other side. With a pinch of his hand, he held the thing in his hand.

This is a roll of silk, with many kids written on it, and there are three signatures at the end, which are very conspicuous - the Soul-Broken Sword!

Bai Xiaosheng's pupils shrank, and he was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that this big sword was passed down from the Soul-Breaking Sword line, and this was his own inheritance.

In the hall, the four of them looked at the silk in Bai Xiaosheng's hand in surprise. Unexpectedly, there were two things hidden in the big sword. The silk recorded martial arts classics at a glance, which made the four of them look at it.

Bai Xiaosheng glanced at the four people, threw the silk silk to them, and looked at the scimitar in his hand. Suddenly, he sucked the big knife on the ground into his hand, and looked at the shell of the scimitar again.

A big knife is also a good knife. As long as you press the handle of the knife again, it will be a rare treasure knife, which is not necessarily worse than a scimitar.

He thought of the content of the silk that he had just swept down, and didn't know whether to cry or laugh. The big knife and the scimitar were a pair, which was actually the place to practice the knife. He used the big knife to go further with the scimitar. The knife technique was 100% amazing.

The ones written on it are very good, but they are just those things. They made this scimitar, which is really a pity!

Putting down the scimitar in his hand, Bai Xiaosheng closed his eyes and ignored the affairs of the two families. When Zhao Banshan saw it, he took the scimitar like a treasure, and said righteously: "Wang Zi, keep the big sword with you. If I have something to do, I will leave first." He jumped out like a monkey, and even his little sixth son was ignored, as if he was a thief. His speed made people stunned.

Old Man Wang gritted his teeth and said, "This bastard..."

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and laughed. He looked at Wang Wu who was a little shy, and looked at the big knife next to him, and thought to himself that the big knife, Wang Wu, the big knife Wang Wu, this matter is very interesting!

"Liuzi, come with me!" With silk silk, the old man Wang took Liuzi to the side. Bai Xiaosheng knew that he asked Liuzi to copy silk silk. Seeing that the two left, Bai Xiaosheng said to Wang Wu: "Boy, go and put a knife handle in this big knife."

Wang Wu was stunned and looked up at Bai Xiaosheng. Seeing his eyes as lightning, his body shook, he immediately bowed and nodded, grabbed the big knife and walked quickly. Soon, Wang Wu came back, and the old man Wang and the other two had not come out yet.

Bai Xiaosheng took the big knife from Wang Wu's hand, waved it twice, and said, "The skill is not bad..." He shook his hand and the knife was thrown towards Wang Wu. Wang Wu was startled, and he stretched out his hand and clawed it, grabbed the hilt of the knife steadily, and held the big knife in his hand. The weight of about fifty pounds seemed to be completely ignored by him.

Bai Xiaosheng was even more satisfied with this and said, "You guy is really good." His eyes rolled and he said loudly, "Old Man Wang, lend it to your son."

Inside, Old Man Wang was shocked and ran out quickly, but he was not as fast as Bai Xiaosheng. When he came out, he only saw Bai Xiaosheng grabbing his son and jumping out of the backyard wall.
Chapter completed!