When my second brother saw that the person coming had bad intentions, his face darkened instantly and he quickly stepped forward to stand in front of me.
He pulled me behind him and protected me.
Then, he pushed me hard into Dongling Pavilion, looking nervous and serious.
He quickly warned me, "Little sister, hide here and don't come out. Do you hear me?"
Looking at my second brother's anxious and worried look, I had no choice but to nod and agree.
At this time, the old man spoke first with an arrogant look on his face.
He shouted at the top of his voice, "I already made the announcement yesterday."
If I see your Dongling Pavilion open for business today.
Then I will not be polite and will definitely smash your Dongling Pavilion to pieces!
Before he finished speaking, he made a move to attack.
Seeing this, the eldest brother frowned and his eyes were full of anger.
He shouted loudly: "Don't go too far!"
My eldest brother slowly drew out the long sword I gave him from his waist, stood with the sword in his hand, and was ready for battle.
When the old man saw the sword in the eldest brother's hand, he was stunned for a moment, then he raised his head and burst into laughter.
The laughter was filled with mockery, and he said disdainfully, "How ridiculous of you to try to scare me with a broken sword!"
Seeing this, the middle-aged monk on the side also laughed.
The laughter echoed in front of the Dongling Pavilion, sounding particularly harsh.
However, the eldest brother remained unmoved. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and the spiritual power in his body began to surge slowly.
The eldest brother said in a deep voice: "The power of this sword is not something you can easily estimate.
The gray-robed elder beside him raised his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the sword.
For a moment, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly recovered his composure.
"The old man's face was filled with anger, his eyes were wide open, and veins bulged on his forehead."
He yelled at the top of his lungs, "Stop being so mysterious!"
Yesterday, your shopkeeper used sweet words to deceive me, saying that there was a strong man in Dongling Pavilion.
Humph, it’s clear to me that it’s completely false!
Today, you, the boss, took out a broken sword from somewhere and tried to scare me.
Do you think I'm a three-year-old child who can be fooled so easily?
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's hands danced quickly like a phantom.
The ten fingers flexibly intertwined and transformed, forming complex and mysterious seals.
As the seal was completed, a rich spiritual light quickly gathered in front of him.
As the light flickered, a sphere emitting a cold aura gradually took shape.
The surface of the sphere was surrounded by wisps of gray mist, and arcs of electricity flashed from time to time in the mist.
The old man suddenly shouted and pushed forward with both hands.
The ball flew towards the eldest brother like an arrow, accompanied by a whistling sound.
Wherever the ball passed, the air was squeezed and made a "sizzling" sound, as if it was being torn apart.
The eldest brother's eyes flashed, and he tapped the ground with his toes. In an instant, he jumped up like a roc with spread wings.
He was agile and stretched out in the air, while holding the Wind-Chasing Sword tightly in his right hand.
The muscles in his arms were tensed, and he poured all his spiritual power into the sword.
The Wind-Chasing Sword emitted a little light, and purple runes flickered on the sword body, as if an ancient artifact had been awakened.
The eldest brother took advantage of the situation and chopped at the ball with all his might. The sword blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.
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