When the four great worshipers saw Yan Qingrui's attack, they couldn't help but be amazed. The direction of the young man's attack, each move and every move, was straightforward and neat, sharp and exquisite.

His left arm was still injured, and blood flowed down the sleeves of the moon-white robe, dyeing half of his arm red, but he seemed to have not realized it, and the moves in his hand had no effect at all.

And the young monk was also, although he was extremely embarrassed and clumsy, under such a sharp sword move, although he was fist-footed from time to time, the sharp Xuanyue Sword could not hurt him at all. If this was just a coincidence, with the eyes of the four great worshipers, he would never think so.

At this moment, Yan Qingrui took the move, and the four great worshipers first asked the question in their hearts, saying, "This young man, have you obtained the internal strength in the sword? Are you the Lord of Xuanyue Sword?"

They called her boy before, but now they called her Young Hero, and their attitude has changed a lot.

The silver-faced boy in their eyes was a sword-thief. At this moment, the silver-faced boy in their eyes might be the lord of Xuanyue Sword, so his attitude naturally changed drastically.

Yan Qingrui just heard Xu Yun say that this was just ten years of internal strength, so she couldn't help but curl her lips and sneer: "It's just ten years of internal strength. Do you still brag about having seventy years of skill?"

Xu Yun rolled his eyes and said, "With a key, you want to open seven doors, are you greedy?"

At this time, neither of them paid attention to the four great offerings.

The old man said a little embarrassedly: "Young hero, it's my husband who is reckless and hurts the young hero. Is the young hero the Lord of Xuanyue Sword?"

Yan Qingrui glanced at him and said, "If I say no, do you want to snatch this sword back?"

The old man said, "If the young hero is not, the Xuanyue Sword has its own real master. We are responsible for protecting the sword, so of course we must find it!"

Xu Yun rolled his eyes and said, "With eyes but no beads, the four great worshipers are not as good as the four great elders, I deserve to beat them!"

Yan Qingrui was not angry, Xuyun took the opportunity, she glanced at him and shouted: "I haven't asked you yet, why are there two identical jade pendants? Why would that man in black say that he is the master of the sword?"

Xu Yun rolled his eyes and looked at the sky, sneering: "Amao and Gou said that he is the sword master, but he is really the sword master?"

Yan Qingrui: "..." Why did she feel that this sentence is cursing people?

Seeing that Yan Qingrui seemed to be violent again, Xu Yun quickly said, "He is fake. However, this person can know the secret of Xuanyue Sword and even take out a jade pendant of such a high degree of similarity. Obviously, it is not a simple person. Little girl, you will have a strong rival in the future."

Yan Qingrui said: "A strong enemy? Is it a sword? A broken sword, what's good about it? It's not as good as my Silver Moon Dagger!"

Four great offerings: “…”

After Yan Qingrui finished speaking, she remembered that her Silver Moon Dagger had been knocked to the side, but strangely, she followed the rough direction of the dagger's attack at that time, but after searching, she couldn't find it.

Xu Yun waved at Yan Qingrui and said, "Don't look for girls. Come back, I have something to say to you!"

The four worshippers all fell on Yan Qingrui. Girl? Is this silver-faced boy a woman?

Yan Qingrui had too many questions in her heart, and was not busy looking for the dagger. She walked back and said, "What are you talking about, say it!"
Chapter completed!