Chapter 252 Wanting Bai Yangfan's Sword
The frightened old Taoist priest jumped up and raised his whisk to meet the sword.
The old Taoist thought that the whisk in his hand was infused with magic and should be more than enough to deal with the sword. However, he never expected that after three slashes of the sword, only a bare handle was left of the whisk.
The hair on the whisk was cut into several pieces, falling from the sky in large flakes, leaving the old Taoist dumbfounded.
This... this, this, he had a good whisk that had accompanied him for decades, but it was cut off in the blink of an eye. How could he not be surprised?
How can he perform his martial arts while holding a handle?
Zhang Yong looked at the scene in front of him, covering his mouth and laughing. The old Taoist looked at the handle in his hand in a daze, at a loss, which was really funny and hilarious. He really couldn't hold back and almost laughed out loud.
Damn! That old Taoist priest wasn't looking for trouble, he was clearly here to make people laugh. He held a whisk in his hand, and initially had a bit of a Taoist pretense, but who knew that when Xiaobai's sword came into contact with it, it cleanly shaved off all the hair on the whisk, leaving only the handle.
He was still staring blankly at the whisk in his hand, looking left and right, as if he couldn't believe that his precious whisk had become a "bald chicken" right under his nose.
Seeing him laughing so happily, Bai Han and Fei Wen also laughed, thinking that the old Taoist was really funny.
Xu Keshan glanced at them coldly and ordered in a low voice, "Keep calm and don't cause trouble for Xiaobai. If you laugh like that, won't that old Taoist go crazy?"
Zhang Yong tried hard to hold back his laughter, nodded, and said nothing, but he didn't dare to move his hand away from his mouth for fear of exposing his behavior.
Bai Han also stopped laughing and didn't dare to be too presumptuous. After all, the old Taoist was not an ordinary person and was very powerful. If he angered him, it would put a lot of pressure on Xiaobai.
Feiwen stopped smiling and stared at the Taoist priest intently, ready to rush over and lend a hand if he discovered anything wrong.
Xiao Bai was not only his teammate, but also the person he admired the most. She was so outstanding that no matter what the problem was, she could always find a way to handle it.
Ever since he met her in Liujia Village, she had been the one who took charge of most of the team's affairs. The leader and the others had all become her deputies. If the team ever had to re-elect a leader, he would be the first to recommend Xiaobai.
Seeing that they had stopped laughing, Xu Keshan nodded with satisfaction: "At this time, remember to be distracted and observe carefully. Xiaobai doesn't want us to interfere, but we can't stay out of it completely. We must be vigilant and strive to capture that old Taoist in one fell swoop."
As expected of the older among them, he was more careful and cautious in his words and deeds. He felt that what he said was correct. All the evidence showed that this old Taoist was not only the one who stole the safe, but was also the only informant connected to the foreign organization.
Regardless of which organization obtains the contents of the safe, they will ultimately be sold to a specific country. Only countries have the right and the ability to develop aerospace.
The old Taoist priest cannot die. He must be kept alive. If he dies, the clues will be cut off.
He was holding the handle of a whisk in his hand and was in a daze when the sword flew over again. After three "swishes", the handle was gone and only a small piece was left.
The old Taoist was stunned. What was going on? Why was this happening? Who could he turn to for justice? His whisk had been with him for decades; he almost never let it go.
Unexpectedly, just now, it was chopped off by a sword. Just like that, "swish, swish, swish, swish", six swords chopped it into pieces.
The whisk was his weapon, a weapon he was always proud of. Countless men had been defeated by it. It was imbued with sorcery and was even more powerful than ordinary weapons.
But this time, it was completely "shattered to pieces" and cut into several pieces.
Looking at the sword circling around him, he narrowed his eyes slightly, made a finger gesture and hit the sword, but there was no reaction at all.
He glared and struck the sword again, but there was still no reaction. Bai Yangfan, who was watching her closely, understood the finger gestures he was reading and couldn't help but recite them twice in his mind to memorize them.
Although I don't understand what this finger gesture is used for, it should be a technique that can deliver a powerful blow to someone.
He imitated the old Taoist's gestures, put two fingers of his right hand together, and hit the old Taoist. Unfortunately, he failed to hurt him, but only made him tremble.
The old Taoist turned around and looked at Bai Yangfan in surprise: "You actually know the formula of my magic?"
"I don't know anything." Bai Yangfan said perfunctorily, "If I really knew how to do it, how could I not be able to deal with you?"
Why didn't she tell the truth? Did she know any advanced techniques? She knew a little bit, but it didn't help.
I didn't tell the truth because I didn't want to waste so much time talking to me. We are not friends, so why bother talking so much?
She could read lips and was also familiar with some of the obscure spells in Maoshan magic. She memorized them after the old Taoist priest recited them once. However, the time was too short to make much difference.
Things like magic require time to practice, no one can master them all overnight.
Another thing is that she is afraid that the things the Taoist priests have learned are not authentic, and that what they have learned is not the orthodox way of Maoshan Sect. Even if she knows it, she will not practice it diligently.
"No, you can." Even though the sword was staring at him, the old Taoist showed great interest in Bai Yangfan. His eyes were shining, as if he had discovered some incredible treasure. "I'm so surprised, little girl! You are so powerful and smart. No wonder you got such a good sword.
How about this? I'll take you in as my disciple, and I won't take the safe away. I'll also remove the barrier on it. Then you'll become my disciple and offer this sword to me. How about that?
Lu Jingheng: “…”
Is this old Taoist crazy? That sword is a gift from a big fish in the reservoir, how dare he covet it?
Zhang Yong: “…”
Oh my god! I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless. You dare to take Xiaobai's things? Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?
Bai Han: “…”
What a despicable old Taoist priest. He wants to take every good thing he sees for himself. How despicable.
Fei Wen: “…”
Where am I? What am I hearing? This old Taoist priest is simply not human. He is trying to trick Xiaobai. But the question is, is he really fooled? Does Xiaobai seem so easily fooled?
Xu Keshan glanced at the old Taoist priest, with a sneer in his eyes. He did not express his opinion, but just listened quietly to what Xiaobai said.
"Want to become your disciple?" Bai Yangfan sneered, his eyes cold and without any warmth. "Want my sword?"
The old Taoist replied shamelessly, "I don't want your sword. It's the gift you gave to my master when you became my disciple. Please stop the sword first, and we can discuss this matter properly."
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