Zhao Xu saw Ding Gang and the people from "Ziyang Temple", and the two sides couldn't argue.

It’s the father who says the public is right, and the mother-in-law who says the mother-in-law is right!

He yelled and shouted: "Okay! Shut up, everyone."

For a while, the scene became quiet.

Zhao Xu said to Xuande from Ziyangguan: "Taoist Master Xuande, since you people from Ziyangguan say that the sword belongs to you from Ziyangguan, do you have any proof?"

"this......"

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

After a long while, Xuande said: "Ding Gang's ancestor is named Ding Changsheng, and his monastic name is Shouhe. He was originally a member of my Ziyang Temple. Later, Ding Changsheng took my Ziyang Temple's sword and went down the mountain, never to return. Chairman Zhao

, you come to judge, this sword does not belong to me, Ziyang Guan, does it still belong to his Ding family?"

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

Ding Gang said anxiously: "President Zhao, my ancestor saved a knight and got this sword from him. But the people in Ziyangguan coveted my ancestor's sword and wanted to take it for themselves."

I own it. In desperation, my ancestor left Ziyang Temple and lived a life of anonymity. Shouldn’t this sword belong to my ancestor of the Ding family?"

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

After finding out the ins and outs of the matter, Zhao Xu said to Xuande from Ziyangguan: "Master Xuande, since both of you insist on your own opinions. Even if this matter goes to court, I'm afraid there will be no conclusion. However, Ding Gang

He is a member of my Five Nationalities Village, and his affairs are the affairs of my Five Nationalities Village. Therefore, the Taoist Priests should please come back!"

"How unreasonable?" Xuande was furious, pointing at Zhao Xu and said: "Zhao, I think you just want to protect Ding Gang. Do you really think that we people in Ziyangguan are easy to bully?"

Zhao Xu sneered and said: "The word "protect" is a bit too much! I will naturally protect my people. As long as Ding Gang didn't steal your Ziyang Guan's things and didn't do anything to harm your Ziyang Guan. You Ziyang Guan

A large number of experts come to him to cause trouble, and I will not let them go."

"It seems that if I don't show you some color today, you won't take our Ziyang Temple seriously."

Zhao Xu said coldly: "You Ziyangguan are really brave if you dare to cause trouble at the gate of my Five Ethnic Village."

"Someone is coming!..."

Wow!

Scar Wu Zheng led a large number of masters and surrounded the people of "Purple Yang Temple".

Several Taoist priests in Ziyang Temple looked at each other.

Seeing that someone else was making dumplings for them, everyone felt guilty.

They had long heard that Zhao Xu was a powerful martial artist, and they didn't know if they could defeat Zhao Xu if they joined forces. If a battle really started, there would be no chance of victory.

Several Taoist priests looked at Xuande at the same time.

Forced to have no choice, Xuande snorted angrily and said: "Hmph! How long can you keep Ding Gang? I don't believe that he will stay in your Five Ethnic Village for the rest of his life. If he ever goes out alone

, which is the day of his death.”

Zhao Xu said to Xuande: "Taoist Master Xuande, I don't like to hear what you are saying. As long as Ding Gang stays in my Five Ethnic Village for one day, I will protect him for one day. If you Ziyangguan people dare to touch

I will go to Ziyang Temple to seek justice for Ding Gang."

"you......"

Xuande was furious. He didn't expect that Zhao Xu, a man with a gentle face, would act so domineeringly.

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

People with the "Purple Sun View" finally chose to give up.

Zhao Xu ordered Scar Wu Zheng: "Wu Zheng, let them get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!" Wu Zheng ordered his subordinates.

After the crowd separated, several Taoist priests from the "Purple Yang Temple" filed out.

Zhao Xu stepped forward and patted Ding Gang on the shoulder. He said, "Didn't I tell you to speak up in advance if you have something to do? In this way, I can have a way to deal with it and won't be approached. It's okay now."

It’s time!”

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

"We're all brothers, you're welcome!"

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

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

"Can you let me have a look?" Zhao Xu asked.

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

Zhao Xu said "Yeah!" and turned around with Ding Gang into the Five Ethnic Village.

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

Hearing a "click!..." sound, the long stick in his hand cracked.

Revealing an exquisite scabbard.

Before the sword was unsheathed, Zhao Xu felt a chill running through his body from the sword.

Refining a good sword is not a simple matter.

It is said that steel can be tempered a hundred times, and this ancient sword has a long history at first glance.

Involuntarily, he praised: "What a 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, and were eventually killed by the sword's energy. My father died in Ziyang because of this sword."

When this sword was passed to me, I thought it was too violent, so I sealed the sword in a wooden stick."

Zhao Xu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and exclaimed: "Is this happening?"

Ding Gang said "Yeah!" and nodded.

Zhao Xu said to Ding Gang: "So, when you were tested in Wushentang, it was not your true strength, right?"

"Actually, my strength is almost the same! I'm good at stick skills, not swordsmanship. But this sword was obtained by my ancestors. My grandfather and my father both lost their lives with this sword, so I didn't learn swordsmanship."

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

Ding Gang was overjoyed when he heard this and asked Zhao Xu: "President Zhao, do you know ancient Chinese prose?"

Zhao Xu nodded and said, "I have studied ancient Chinese texts quite a bit and can identify the words above."

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

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

Ding Gang did not hesitate and handed the sword into Zhao Xu's hand.

Zhao Xu looked at the scabbard carefully and said slowly: "Remove the illusion and stay true, the sword is supreme!"

The last sentence "Swordsmanship is supreme!" shows that the person who forged the sword was arrogant and believed that this sword was the best among swords.

Reminiscent of Ding Gang's saying that no one has ever drawn this sword.

Zhao Xu tried to pull out the sword.

It didn't come out the first time.
Chapter completed!