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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 269 Retreat

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    Chapter 269: Retreat

    "Junior brother, is it okay?!" Hou Renying asked in a deep voice, keeping his eyes on the people in front of him to guard against them making trouble.

    Luo Renjie bent down, tore off a piece of his clothes, covered the injury on his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Elder brother, the skin injury doesn't matter, I was caught off guard just now and was hit!"

    Hou Renying nodded slowly and snorted coldly: "I don't know who your Excellencies are, but they occupy my position in the Qingcheng Sect?!"

    "Qingcheng Sect?" Tang Xianming frowned and asked thoughtfully.

    Hou Renying said proudly: "Yes, I am Hou Renying of Qingcheng. I don't know your surname. What did the Qingcheng faction do to offend you?!"

    "It turns out you are one of the Four Beauties of Qingcheng. Sorry," Tang Xianming looked at it, nodded, and said softly, "This seat has a good view. I like it, so I'll take a seat first!"

    "It seems that your Excellency doesn't take our Qingcheng faction seriously?!" Hou Renying sneered, his face was ashen, his eyes were stern and cold.

    Tang Xianming just glanced at him, shook his head, and chuckled: "The Qingcheng Sect is famous, so I don't dare but this position is really good, I like it."

    "So your Excellency is just here to amuse me!" Hou Renying's face was tense, his eyes were forlorn, and he snorted coldly. He took a step forward, raised his long sword, and drew a line straight towards his chest. Obviously, he wanted to capture the thief first.  Capture the king.

    Tang Xianming didn¡¯t even blink. He turned to Jiang Nanyun and Zhao Xiaosi and said, ¡°It¡¯s my fault for disturbing these two girls!¡±

    Hou Renying's long sword was blocked by another sword. It was one of the middle-aged men who had strong swordsmanship and entangled him.

    Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, but did not speak. Zhao Xiaosi did not speak either. He just glanced at him, his eyes cold and without enthusiasm.

    Regarding this Tang Xianming, Zhao Xiaosi gradually saw his face clearly. He was so arrogant, a little too bullying, and causing trouble. He was really immature.

    Seeing them like this, Tang Xianming was a little bored. He waved his hand and said to the four middle-aged bodyguards: "Send them away!"

    "That's not a bad tone!" Hou Renying laughed angrily. He had never met someone who looked down upon him so much. He was so angry that he decided not to hold back. Otherwise, how would the Qingcheng Sect's face be saved?  !

    He twisted his body and came to him in a flash. He actually passed the four bodyguards and came directly to Tang Xianming. The movement of this step was quite strange. It was obvious that he became famous in the martial arts for a reason.

    The "chi" sound of the long sword was like a piece of cloth being torn apart, and a cold light from the tip of the sword struck him in the face in an instant. It was so sharp that the cold air had already arrived before the sword arrived.

    Tang Xianming remained calm, picked up the silver chopsticks with his right hand, and flicked it in front of his eyes. There was a "ding" sound, the tip of the sword swung, and it was lifted away. The sharp sword was immediately broken.

    "Huh?! That's really good skills!" Hou Renying exclaimed in surprise. He didn't expect that this rabbit-like son was actually a martial arts master.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????? He picked up the sword tip with a pick, but he didn't give up. Instead, he tapped gently, not quickly, but hit the sword's spine accurately.

    Hou Renying felt the blade of the sword shake, and his palms couldn't help but feel sore. The sword was almost out of his hand. He didn't panic. He quickly reached out with his left hand and caught the sword. He turned and sent it away, and the sword made a "chi" sound again.  , stab Tang Mingming again, and the sword will become faster.

    He was astonished, and his murderous intent became even stronger. Such an opponent, with four guards with such high martial arts skills behind him, obviously had a good status. He must not be allowed to live, as he would cause big trouble to the Qingcheng faction, so it was better to kill him directly.

    The sword in his left hand was far sharper than that in his right hand. At this time, in order to kill Tang Xianming, he did not care about showing it in front of everyone.

    The light of the sword was in front of him in an instant, and he didn't even have time to react. Tang Xianming was startled, and he hurriedly leaned back and made an iron bridge. The slightest difference was that the coldness of the sword tip seemed to seep into the center of his eyebrows, and a chill  Thorough.

    At just this moment, the long swords of the four bodyguards arrived, passed directly past Luo Renjie, and stabbed Hou Renying, forcing him to defend.

    They no longer held back. Although the young master was very skilled in martial arts, the sword strike just now shocked them, and murderous intent arose in their hearts.

    It is really difficult for Hou Renying to deal with four people with one sword. It is difficult for him to face any of these four people and it is difficult to win, let alone one against four.

    In the blink of an eye, he was in danger and kept retreating. In the blink of an eye, he was already more than ten feet away from Tang Xianming and the others.

    After retreating a few feet, two bodyguards suddenly sheathed their swords and returned to Tang Xianming's side. They stood behind him, motionless, obviously afraid of causing the tiger to leave the mountain.

    Jiang Nanyun glanced at the two bodyguards and nodded secretly. To be able to be so calm shows that these two people have a good temperament.?That's great.

    After the two men withdrew, Hou Renying did not feel relaxed at all. Instead, it became more difficult. The two middle-aged men used their swordsmanship without any scruples. Each move was as close as the other, forcing Hou Renying to retreat continuously.

    "But Hou Renying is also very resilient. Although he is exhausted, he has been struggling to support himself. There seems to be an inexplicable force that makes him grit his teeth and endure.

    "Stop!" There was a sudden shout, the sound was like a loud bell, roaring in everyone's ears, shaking the whole restaurant, and the wine jar on the table buzzed.

    Everyone followed the sound, and there were three people standing at the entrance of the stairs. The one who shouted loudly was a short man, wearing a Taoist robe, with eyes like lightning. Although he was short, he had a formidable aura.

    Jiang Nanyun turned around and glanced, pursed his lips and smiled, shaking his head. This short Taoist priest was none other than Yu Canghai, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect.

    The two middle-aged men listened without hesitation. Their swords were as sharp as ever, and each move was as close as the last, striving to capture Hou Renying.

    When Hou Renying heard his master's voice, he suddenly became energetic, as if he had taken some powerful pills. He drew his sword like lightning, continuously, resisting the two men's attacks.

    Seeing that they ignored his words, Yu Canghai snorted angrily, swayed, and suddenly appeared in the field. His waist flashed, and the long sword was unsheathed. In the clear sound of a dragon's roar, two swords swung at an extremely fast speed.  Quickly tapping the sword tips of the two men, it was extremely accurate.

    The two middle-aged men trembled, paused, hurriedly retreated, fell back in front of Tang Xianming, and formed a field with the other two, protecting Tang Xianming.

    Hou Renying stopped his sword and panted heavily. White steam suddenly evaporated all over his body, like steamed buns coming out of the pot, sweating like water.

    Faced with a life-and-death situation just now, all he wanted to do was hold on, wait for the master to come over, and unleash all his potential.

    At this time, once you relax, the sweat you have been holding back suddenly pours out, and in the blink of an eye, your whole body feels like a drowned rat.

    Yu Canghai turned his head and glared at the four middle-aged men coldly. He looked at Tang Xianming as sternly as ice. He narrowed his eyes and the light disappeared in a flash, then turned his head and looked at the eldest disciple.

    He put his palm on Hou Renying's back to relieve some of his internal energy, then looked at Luo Renjie and hummed, "Renjie, are you injured?"

    "Master, it's just a minor wound on the flesh. It embarrasses Master!" Luo Renjie looked ashamed and covered his hands, not daring to look up at him.

    "Forget it, I can't blame you, it's because my opponent is too strong!" Yu Canghai waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Don't be too strong in the future!"

    "Yes, Master!" Luo Renjie breathed a sigh of relief and nodded heavily.

    The two of them talked without paying any attention to Tang Xianming. After Yu Canghai finished speaking, he turned to look at Tang Xianming and snorted: "Which family are you from, so arrogant?!"

    The older Jianghu gets, the less courageous he becomes. This is because he knows that the world is huge and has endless strange people and strange people. Seeing that Tang Xianming is so confident, and because these four middle-aged men are all good at martial arts, they are obviously people of high status and should not be offended easily.  .

    "Meiling Tang Xianming!" Tang Xianming clasped his fists and said calmly, with an arrogant expression and did not take Yu Canghai seriously.

    "Meiling Tang is obvious?" Yu Canghai pondered for a moment and sneered: "I thought it was from the Tang family, but it turned out to be the Tang family!"

    The Tang family in Meiling is not really a martial arts family. The ancestor of the Tang family is a scholarly disciple, an authentic disciple of Confucius, but he is a master of both Fang and Wu, so he is quite famous in the martial arts.

    The Tang family has a low reputation in the martial arts world, but in official circles and temples, it is majestic, powerful and awe-inspiring.

    But people in the martial arts world didn¡¯t pay much attention to the imperial court, so the Tang family¡¯s status in the martial arts world was nothing, and Yu Canghai didn¡¯t respect it that much.

    "I've heard about Temple Master Yu for a long time, but when I saw him today, he is indeed extraordinary!" Tang Xianming clasped his fists and said calmly, his tone was indifferent, and it was obvious that he didn't mean what he said.

    Yu Canghai glared at him coldly, and suddenly shouted: "Young boy, you are pretending to be an adult here, get out of here -!"

    Tang Xianming's expression was stagnant, his handsome face changed slightly, and he said coldly: "I respect you as a senior, I am not rude, but I want to do it if I don't want to!"

    He waved his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Let's ask Master Yu for his magical skills!"

    After saying that, he stood up from the chair, put the folding fan in his hand, put it on his waist, and gently pulled the belt. The soft belt suddenly became straight, and it turned out to be a soft sword.

    He swung his sword twice and made a swishing sound, which was very sharp. Only then did people realize that they had missed the point just now and that this young man was also a master.

    When this soft sword reached his hand, it immediately hardened. It was obviously supported by internal strength. Such strong internal strength was really not an easy task.

    RiverNan Yun pursed his lips and smiled, pulling Zhao Xiaosi and sitting on an empty table next to him, obviously wanting to stay out of the incident.

    Tang Xianming glanced at the two of them, looked at each other, smiled and nodded, obviously not regarding this behavior as betrayal.

    Yu Canghai also glanced at the two of them and didn't feel anything was wrong. He just saw that Jiang Nanyun was a bit mysterious and hard to figure out, but judging from the situation, they were not in the same group, so it was easier to handle.

    "I want to see what special skills the Tang family has!" Yu Canghai held a sword in one hand, smiled coldly, and glanced around, his eyes like lightning.

    There are many masters in the restaurant. When he was struck by his sharp gaze, he suddenly felt a chill in his back and was horrified in his heart. This Yu Canghai is far more powerful than people say!

    "Come together, let's make a move!" Yu Canghai waved his hand and said calmly. Although he is short, he has the demeanor of a great master that no one dares to underestimate.

    "Since Master Yu is so generous, I am so disrespectful!" Tang Xianming chuckled, shook the sword in his hand, and straightened it again, "With a scoff, he stabbed.

    Yu Canghai turned sideways and easily dodged the soft sword, but he didn't expect that the soft sword was extremely weird. It trembled suddenly, like a poisonous snake turning back and slicing towards his sideways head.

    Yu Canghai was startled. He didn't expect it to be so strange. He blocked the sword and stabbed straight into the center of the sword, like a snake striking seven inches.

    As the sword thrust out, Tang Xianming suddenly felt a sharp force coming from the sword, as if it was going to pierce his palm, and go straight to his heart along his arm.

    His body trembled, his internal energy surged, and his sword trembled, like a golden snake dancing wildly, directly expelling this sharp internal energy.

    His internal strength and mental skills are unique and domineering. He is not afraid of these strange internal powers and takes advantage of them to stab him with another sword.

    At this time, the four swords, together with his trembling soft sword, stabbed at Yu Canghai, five people against one, and the other party was the leader of a sect, so he didn't feel that he was being deceived.

    Yu Canghai¡¯s sword moves were extremely fast. Although he was dealing with five people, they felt that he was only fighting against them. In the blink of an eye, more than ten moves passed by.

    "Guanzhu Yu's swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary!" Zhao Xiaosi sighed lowly. This is the most brilliant person she has ever seen.

    Jiang Nanyun pursed her lips and smiled, noncommittal, just staring at the field. She had never seen Yu Canghai's martial arts before, so she was quite curious.

    "Here!" Yu Canghai suddenly let out a loud shout, like a bell, which made the building buzz and make people dizzy.

    This time, they did not dare to curse randomly. Although Yu Canghai was excellent in martial arts, he was not very broad-minded. If he was remembered, he would not stop fighting until death, which would be really troublesome.

    With a loud shout, Yu Canghai's swordsmanship suddenly accelerated, and suddenly, he stabbed a middle-aged man in the wrist.

    The middle-aged man was very tough. He just grunted, covered his hands and stepped back. He tapped a few fingers to seal the acupuncture points to prevent excessive blood loss.

    "Here!" With another shout, Yu Canghai's sword tip stabbed a middle-aged man's wrist again, making him unable to swing the sword anymore.

    In the blink of an eye, the situation changed drastically, and Yu Canghai became even more majestic. The other three, although Tang Xian was more difficult to deal with, were still stabbed in the wrist by Yu Canghai.

    "What kind of swordsmanship is he doing, and why does he only stab people's wrists?" Zhao Xiaosi asked Jiang Nanyun curiously, his voice very soft.

    Jiang Nanyun shook her head and remained silent. She didn't know much about Yu Canghai, so she didn't know what his martial arts was.

    Tang Xianming covered his wrist and stared at Yu Canghai hatefully: "Master Yu is a master of swordsmanship. I'm here to learn from you!"

    "You, the Tang family, are getting worse every generation!" Yu Canghai shook his head and sighed, sheathed his sword and stood up, his expression softening a bit.

    Hearing what he said, Tang Xianming suddenly became furious and snorted: "I'm just not good at studying. In two years, I will definitely defeat you!"

    "Your Tang family's martial arts?" Yu Canghai sneered disdainfully.

    Tang Xianming's face turned red and he glared at Yu Canghai fiercely. He said no harsh words, feeling that they were meaningless.

    At this moment, Jiang Nanyun suddenly stood up and looked out the door.

    On the stairs, two people came up slowly, a man and a woman.

    The man was dressed in a green shirt. He was of medium to short stature and had an ordinary appearance. Only his thick eyebrows gave him a somewhat intimidating air. He was not angry and intimidating, but he was Xiao Yuesheng.

    The other person is a woman, with a loose monk robe, a delicate body, and a face like pearls and jade dew. She is Yilin, a disciple of the Hengshan Sect.

    Seeing so many people looking at her, Yilin suddenly felt a little shy, lowered her head, not daring to look at others, which made her look even more charming.

    Jiang Nanyun hurriedly took a step forward, stepped in front of Xiao Yuesheng with lotus feet, bowed in front of him,She smiled sweetly and said, "Master!"

    "Why are you here?" Xiao Yuesheng frowned and glanced around.

    ¡°Hehe, let¡¯s join in the fun, I didn¡¯t expect that it would be a big deal!¡± Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled coquettishly, his voice seductive.

    Xiao Yuesheng walked slowly, and Zhao Xiaosi also started to greet him. He called out "Mr. Xiao" softly, and followed behind him to where they were sitting just now.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Yu Canghai and nodded as a greeting. His expression was calm and showed no emotion or anger.

    Yu Canghai's expression changed, his aura suddenly dropped, he cupped his fists and saluted Xiao Yuesheng, turned around and left.

    Hou Renying and the other three also saw Xiao Yuesheng, their expressions changed drastically, showing a hint of panic, and they hurriedly followed Yu Canghai and disappeared up the stairs.

    Tang Xianming was a little confused. Yu Canghai was so imposing just now. Why did he suddenly turn around and leave like a mouse seeing a cat?

    He was confused in his heart, but then he was attracted by Jiang Nan Yun and Zhao Xiaosi. When he saw a man sitting next to them, looking intimate, he felt irritated and angry for no reason.

    He put it back into its sheath, took out the folding fan from his waist, opened it with a swish, and shook it twice, as if to fan away the anger in his heart.

    Taking two deep breaths, he walked over calmly, cupped his fists, smiled, and said to Jiang Nanyun: "Miss Jiang, don't you know who this is?"

    Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, turned his bright eyes, and said with a smile: "This is the master, surnamed Xiao."

    "Are you respectingrespecting your master?!" Tang Xianming asked in surprise.
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