The best are seeking death every day, and the big guys are killing each other indiscriminately.

Bai Jiang smiled bitterly: "Wen Shao, Wen Shao, as expected of you. Over the years, you have become more and more cunning. It's ridiculous that I really thought I could kill you. Do you think I'm ridiculous?"

"Indeed." Wen Shao said truthfully.

Bai Jiang's eyes were gloomy: "Haha, you are still so ruthless."

Their brothers were originally bandits who occupied the mountain. They were popular under their godfather and drank spicy food. Their life was so smooth. But Wen Shao happened to come out halfway and slaughtered the entire mountain by himself. If he hadn't happened to be there, If you go down the mountain to do errands, you may not be able to escape death.

His family was gone, and he would not make it easy for Wen Shao. Even if he was facing death now, he would turn his words into a sword and stab him where he felt the most pain.

"Wen Shao, it must be hard to raise someone else's son for so many years. Even though you are unparalleled in the world, you still fell into trouble in the hands of me, Bai Jiang, hahahaha..."

"It's a pity that I didn't kill this little bastard with my own hands back then, but I actually let him live until now!"

Bai Jiang looked at Wen Xingan: "Xiao Za..."

Before he finished cursing, a sword energy flashed through. None of the people present, including the person involved, Bai Jiang, could see clearly how Wen Shao took action. Blood spattered three feet. Bai Jiang covered his mouth and screamed in fear and pain.

"Hmm!" Wen Yuxuan looked at him worriedly, struggling endlessly, and the next second Wen Xing'an removed his legs.

"Dad is so powerful." It was the first time Wen Xing'an saw him actually take action, and his eyes suddenly lit up with stars. With just this one move, he had already seen a height that he would never reach in his life.

On the side, Wen Mingyuan's eyes were also shining. Previously, his legs and feet were inconvenient, so he couldn't be with Wen Shao when he was doing things, so it was the first time for him to see Wen Shao take action. He was so handsome.

At the same time, they all firmly believed in their hearts that they must work harder and not disgrace their father's reputation!

"You have a dirty mouth, I can help you." Wen Shao looked at Bai Jiang who was covering his mouth and said slowly, "Give me a head and ten taels of silver."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone in the Yanmen sect shone brightly, and they immediately drew their swords and rushed forward.

The men and horses brought by Bai Jiang were retreating steadily under the Yanmen sect's offensive. The swords and swords were intertwined with each other. Broken limbs were everywhere and blood was flowing. Wen Shao, who was killing the enemy, thought of something and turned his head to look at Wen Xing'an. He saw that the opponent was fighting with ease on the battlefield and his fighting spirit was high. High-spirited.

Wen Shao smiled. He was worried that Wen Xing'an, who had lived under the jurisdiction of the imperial court since childhood, would not be able to adapt to such a scene. Now it seemed that he was worrying too much.

The one-sided situation ended quickly. Wen Shao did not ask for anyone to be left alive. After a while, only the Yanmen sect was left standing in the main hall.

"Take the injured down for treatment, and the others will ask the steward to collect their reward."

"Yes!" The disciples of the Yanmen Sect responded in unison, with momentum like a rainbow.

After a while, a group of people who attacked their rear also came back to fight, patting their chests to ensure that no one was left alive.

"Okay." Wen Shao nodded with a smile, and then asked them to go down to receive the reward.

Soon, everyone dispersed, and only Wen Shao, his two sons, and Wen Yuxuan were left. He dragged his legs and crawled toward Bai Jiang's body with great effort, calling him dad constantly.

He has regarded him as his spiritual support since he was a child. Even if Bai Jiang didn't give him a look just now, Bai Jiang is still his most beloved father, and it doesn't matter who comes.

"You are so vicious." Wen Yuxuan said, two lines of tears leaving traces on his dirty cheeks, looking extremely embarrassed, "Since I was a child, you have only let me practice sword practice, and you have not treated me as a human being at all. .”

"Only my father cares about me and loves me. Why are you so cruel? Why can't you let him kill me!"

Wen Shao looked indifferent: "If you can only see me forcing me to practice swordsmanship, if you think it is a chore, it only proves that you are blind and blind, and you were born in the wrong place."

After saying that, Wen Shao stabbed his chest with his sword, killing him with one blow.

In the rivers and lakes, there are constant battles. As long as you are in the rivers and lakes, everyone should study hard and practice hard, otherwise how can you save your life?

Although the original person was strict with him, he was not harsh. I can only say that he was sincere and fed the dog.

After the matter came to an end, Wen Shao held a new banquet and invited the world's heroes to meet with him. He introduced Wen Xing'an to everyone in the world with great fanfare. As a result, everyone knew how much Wen Shao valued his newly found son. No one dared to despise him.

It is worth mentioning that Wen Mingyuan and Wen Xing'an also found their perfect match at this banquet, which can be regarded as God's will.

After that, Wen Shao slowly faded out of the world and left the affairs of the Yanmen Sect to his two sons. Last time, they had given Wen Shao a satisfactory answer.

Although Wen Xing'an was a little uncomfortable at first, with Wen Mingyuan's help, he was no longer in a hurry and scratching his head. After getting familiar with it, he became more comfortable.

The Yanmen sect is prosperous, and Wen Shao can take care of his old age peacefully. When he leaves this world, his great-grandson has already made a name for himself in the world.

"You know, the best swordsman in the world decades ago was my Grandpa Zeng!" The young man was full of energy and majesty. That look of wanting to be beaten is very much like the number one swordsman in his youth.

It's a pity that a new generation replaces the old.

The first swordsman is also old.

【Finish】