What Xiongba didn't know was that in fact, Duan Shuai just showed some of his strength, and he never regarded Xiongba as his opponent.

In the previous fierce battle, Duan Shuai forced Xiongba to use the strongest tricks of Tianshuang Fist, Paiyun Palm and Feng Shen Le, and even the skill of returning to the bottom of the box with three points of Guiyuan Qi was revealed. In this process, Duan Shuai also learned the way of practicing these skills by sensing the operation route of the true qi in Xiongba's body.

In a small town more than a hundred miles away from the Tianxia Society, Duan Shuai was checking the poisonous sores on the face for the Clay Bodhisattva. It was the backlash punishment that the Clay Bodhisattva had suffered too much of the secret of heaven. This involved the power of the fate of the secret, which naturally made Duan Shuai very interested.

"Hmm?" When Buang Ni Bodhisattva checked the poisonous sores on his face, he clearly felt Duan Shuai, who was trembling slightly in his mind. Then he found a strange force that made him feel very uncomfortable, entering his mind through his hands and absorbed by the gun head.

The clay Buddha, who clearly felt the pain on his face weakened, reached out and touched his face, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Okay? How is that possible?"

"Interesting..." Seeing the poisonous sores on his face disappearing, leaving only some clay Buddhas like red scars, Duan Shuai couldn't help but look surprised in his eyes.

The clay Buddha, who was surprised after coming back to his senses, couldn't help but look up at Duan Shuai and said, "I didn't expect that you could actually resolve the backlash of the fate of heaven. No wonder you could change your fate against the will of heaven. Even though you should die prematurely, you can still live well."

"Clay Buddha, it seems that you can't remember the lesson! People who talk too much and know too much often don't live long," Duan Shuai said with a slightly cold tone.

Upon hearing this, the clay Buddha whose eyes shrank, smiled indifferently and said, "Hero Duan, if you want my life, you wouldn't have told me so much."

"Don't be smart! Take your granddaughter away before I change my mind!" Duan Shuai said coldly.

After the two grandsons of the Clay Bodhisattva left, Aotian suddenly came over and said hurriedly: "Master, it's not good, senior brother is going to the world to meet."

"This kid is so uneasy when he is injured," Duan Shuai frowned and cursed in a low voice, and then rushed to the world club again.

In the woods at the foot of the mountain at the headquarters of the World Association, Duan Shuai, who had just approached the World Association, found Duan Lang who hurriedly left the World Association with his breath. When he saw a beautiful coma woman in his arms, he couldn't help but frown and scolded: "Langer, you are so bold. You dare to come to the World Association alone. Who is this girl?"

"His name is Youruo, and he is Xiongba's daughter," Duan Lang said with a smile, looking a little proud, but when Duan Shuai frowned, he couldn't help but hurriedly said: "Dad, don't worry, although the child has a marriage with Xiongba, he will not do anything to kidnap his wife and daughter casually. It's really that Xiongba is too much. He is so cruel to his daughter, and he actually makes his daughter unable to be free like a prisoner in prison. The child brought her out, but did a good thing!"

Hearing this, Duan Shuai, whose expression was slightly slow, couldn't help but scold him again: "Do it randomly! Lang'er, you are no longer a child, why are you still so rude in your work? Do you really think that with your martial arts skills, you can easily kidnap Xiongba's daughter?"

"Dad, what do you mean?..." Duan Lang said, and couldn't help looking at Youruo who was unconscious and leaning in his arms in a little surprised.

Duan Shuai also looked at Youruo and said coldly: "Girl, your trick can deceive me, this stupid son, but you can't deceive me, so don't pretend anymore."

"Haha..." Amid the giggle, Youruo, whose figure moved, had already left Duan Lang's arms, looked at Duan Shuai with beautiful eyes and said, "It's worthy of being the head of Nan Lin's sword, and his eyesight is indeed much stronger than this silly boy."

Duan Lang, who was standing beside him, was stunned at first. Hearing Youruo's words, he couldn't help looking at her with a little flushed look: "You..."

"Okay, Lang'er, don't you feel embarrassed enough, right?" Seeing Duan Lang's shamelessness and annoyance, Duan Shuai couldn't help frowning and yelling, then said to Youruo: "Miss Youruo, you can go back now."

Youruo shook his head and smiled, "Go back? I finally came out, how could I go back like this? Senior, why would you let me go around the world with you! With my martial arts, I will not be a drag on you."

"Hmph, I don't want to face the endless pursuit of the world," Duan Shuaize said with a low snorkeling: "Langer, solve the trouble you have caused by yourself!"

After saying that, Duan Shuai, whose figure was illusory, left like a gust of wind. He saw Youruo's beautiful eyes shining and exclaimed: "Wow, what a great light skill! Hey, Duan Lang, although your light skill is good, it is really a big difference compared to your father! No, it's simply a difference!"

"Hmph! One day, my martial arts will catch up with or even surpass my father. At that time, no one can even carry my shoes," Duan Lang snorted coldly.

When Youruo heard this, she couldn't help but stare at him with a little annoyance: "You... are so arrogant and arrogant!"

I was too lazy to pay attention to the Duan Shuai, who was the enemy. After returning to the town more than a hundred miles away from the headquarters of the World Association, I instructed Aotian and left with Mingyue.

More than half a month later, Muming Town and Zhonghua Pavilion, Duan Shuai, who entered the storekeeper, stepped forward and smiled at him, "I'm looking for Wuming!"

"Uh?" The shopkeeper seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "This guest, have you found the wrong place? I am a restaurant, not an inn, and there is no one named Wuming."

Duan Shuai smiled unanimously: "But I have discovered his aura. The sword aura that is like a restrained sharp edge hidden in the center of a sword sheath is probably the only one in the world. I'm sorry that the shopkeeper helped me pass it through, and it was said that the head of Duan Shuai, the head of Nanlin sword, came to visit the Myth Wuming."

"Okay, wait!" The shopkeeper, whose face changed slightly when he heard this, said slightly seriously. Before leaving, he couldn't help but look at Mingyue following Duan Shuai.

Soon after returning, the shopkeeper politely bowed to Duan Shuai and said, "Hero Duan, please come with me!"

Duan Shuai, who followed the shopkeeper to the backyard of Zhonghua Building, heard a sound of the erhu. The sound of the erhu was hidden in the sound of the ordinary erhu, which stirred people's heartstrings. Obviously, the martial arts of the person who played the erhu had reached an unfathomable level.

Duan Shuai, who looked at one of the rooms, did not step forward recklessly, but stopped and quietly sounded the erhu sound.

After a long time, after hearing the erhu sound, Duan Shuai couldn't help but exclaim and exclaimed: "Okay, good song, good sound, what a profound swordsmanship!"

The door opened, and a young man walked out of the inside with a sword. The sword in his hand first attracted Duan Shuai's attention. It was a good sword, a sword of justice, and a sword of hero! Unfortunately, heroes are always prone to premature death, and the sword of heroes is also destined to be easily broken.

"My younger brother Jian Chen, pay homage to Senior Duan!" The young man bowed to Duan Shuai, but he did not intend to invite Duan Shuai in.

Duan Shuai, who looked at him calmly, shouted loudly to the room: "Wuming, do you think I am not worthy of meeting you, and actually let a junior come out to talk to me. Do you think he can send me away?"

"Well! Since Wuming, you want to weigh me first, then I will give your disciples a tip first!" Duan Shuai, who had not waited for Wuming to respond, said, and looked at Jian Chen and shouted: "Boy, take action! Let me see how much power the hero sword can exert in your hands."

When Jian Chen heard this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and bowed seriously, then pulled his sword out of the sheath: "Senior, please give me advice!"

"Let's take action!" Duan Shuai, who spoke calmly, stood with his hands behind his back, without any intention of drawing the sword. Jian Chen couldn't help but look annoyed.
Chapter completed!