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- This makes Yinzhen's boy not a disciple of Guanlan Villa, and Yinzhen is not alone in Guanlan Villa in the martial arts world.
"Ah¡ª¡ª!" The short and sturdy man roared, furious and furious. His arm hung limply to the side as if it had been dislocated. He held up his arm with his other hand, pulled it out from his wrist, and took off the silver coin. The needle is gone instantly, and the soreness and numbness disappears as the silver needle is pulled out.
The sound of music, strings, and bamboos on the second floor did not stop, and it seemed as if they turned a deaf ear to the thundering roar.
His small eyes were red, and everyone in the hall could feel his ferocious aura. They felt cold in their hearts, and the warm hall suddenly felt as if the fire had been extinguished.
His small eyes seemed to be stained with bloodshot eyes, and he looked crazy. However, he did not rush forward and make a big move as others expected. Instead, he looked at the young man in rich clothes who was sitting aside with his eyes squinted and his arms crossed. The window frame on the right side of the Xuan window has been broken in one place, and wood chips are scattered in his hands.
The shopkeeper has quietly stepped back a few steps, not wanting to get involved. He knew that the matter might not be rectified. He was an official restaurant, but he was not afraid and did not send anyone to report for inspection.
The young man shook his head slightly, turned to the dark young man who stood out from the crowd, and cupped his hands, "It seems that you are also a martial arts master. In that case, let's compare. If you can beat Xiao beside me This Taoist priest spared those two losers!"
"Haha" The black boy burst out laughing. He smiled freely in front of everyone, and even attracted the admiration of the two beautiful women in gauze who accompanied him.
"It's so funny! It's so funny! You guys got them drunk just because you wanted to sit in that seat, but you want to throw them out. You act so viciously, it really makes Fei Mou feel cold." !¡±
The dark-skinned young man had a face filled with indignation, and he held another silver needle in his hand. Under the bright light, it shimmered with silver light. Holding the silver needle between his fingers, he pointed at the four people sitting upright from a few people away. People worry about wanting to act but not yet acting.
The man with curly hair, sunken eyes and straight nose quickly moved his position and stood in front of the young man in the attire, blocking the silver needle's path.
The deep-set eyes are blue and sparkle slightly, and the two sapphires embedded in the head are quite scary. The hand covered with long yellow hair is pressed tightly on the handle of the knife at the waist. The knife is an exquisite scimitar.
This move immediately caused the dark-skinned boy opposite to sneer twice, his eyes filled with contempt, as if he was laughing at his cowardice.
The ridicule made the distinguished young man in fine clothes unbearable. He pushed away the servant standing in front of him, pursed his thin lips and said, "To compare or not to compare?!" The voice was cold, with a bit of resentment.
"Compare! Why not compete?!" A clear and aged voice suddenly sounded from the window, and then a white shadow flashed, and a middle-aged man wearing fur clothes appeared, standing four or five steps in front of them.
This man is of medium stature and has an ordinary face. It is difficult for people to remember him, but he only needs clothes. Wrapped in a snow-white fur coat, he has a faint aura of wealth and nobility, but he has a somewhat graceful and unrestrained demeanor.
Even if Yang Guo were here, it would be difficult for him to recognize that this was his eldest brother. His appearance had changed and he was almost aged for more than ten years.
Xiao Yuesheng heard that they were Mongolians, and murderous intent arose in his heart. How could he tolerate them showing off their power again? The swarthy young man was still young in martial arts, so he was really no match for those few people.
"Who are you?!" The young man sat still, and the middle-aged man beside him, stroking a few strands of clean beard, asked. His expression was a bit awe-inspiring, and he was already wary of Xiao Yuesheng's movement.
"Haha, people from the mountains are not worth mentioning, but this master of yours is probably the Mongolian royal family, right?" Xiao Yuesheng suppressed his murderous intention and smiled slightly, and the people around him suddenly felt a bit free and easy.
It¡¯s just that his words were like thunder in the clear sky. In the originally quiet building, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded, whispers, whispers, and gesticulations, all with fierce eyes and an indifferent attitude.
The faces of the people sitting upright all changed slightly, and there was a look of alertness in their eyes. Only the young man remained as if nothing had happened. He squinted his eyes and looked at the crowds of people around him. The corners of his mouth were slightly curved with a slight smile. A disdainful sneer.
"Mongolians?!" A dark-skinned young man standing not far away from the crowd asked loudly, looking at the people sitting around for a few times, and then at Xiao Yuesheng, who was dressed in fur robes, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a heroic face. With a look of doubt, he took out a few more silver needles from his left hand.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled at him, but the young man raised his head and looked disdainful, which made Xiao Yuesheng a little embarrassed, but he was thick-skinned enough, and the embarrassment turned into a faint smile and disappeared.
"Are you here to spy on the military situation?!" Xiao Yuesheng turned his head, his eyes were calm, and his smile was lifeless, "You can be so domineering and domineering in such a sneaky way, and you are so stupid that it is unprecedented and hard to find in ancient and modern times. !¡±
?He has a smile on his face and gentle eyes, but his words are heart-breaking. He is a veteran in the officialdom and a person who pays attention to guarding his heart and nourishing his energy. I am afraid that these words will be embarrassing.
"How presumptuous!" The elegant middle-aged man's expression suddenly darkened, and with an angry scolding, he slapped the square table hard.
Amidst the banging sound, the table was quiet. The silverware was not moved at all, but his slender white palm had sunk a few inches into the pear wood table. When his palm left the table, his palm prints seemed to be carved.
He was angry in his heart, but he could not reveal the identity of the envoy. He could only sigh secretly that his master was young and frivolous and had not accomplished enough.
The Taoist priests and scimitar warriors beside him were not angry, but looked at Xiao Yuesheng indifferently, as if they were looking at a dead person.
The short and stocky man by the window now had a calm complexion, and the redness in his eyes had faded away. He no longer paid attention to the two people at his feet, and walked back slowly, with his legs wrapped in circles. Every time he stepped on the floor, he trembled slightly, as if The giant elephant stepped over, and everyone around him was shocked. Even the dark-skinned young man holding a few silver needles and making random gestures had a serious look on his face, and his contempt was gone.
Xiao Yuesheng didn't even look at the person walking towards him, he just smiled and looked at the young man in fine clothes, his slender eyes narrowed even smaller, and his livid complexion showed that this young man was also a strong-blooded person. But he didn't speak again, didn't call for killing, but it made Xiao Yuesheng take a high look, and then he couldn't let the tiger go back to the mountain.
"Haha, I have practiced a few tricks of the crop, but they are enough to deal with you and other barbarians. Who can come up and show me some tricks?!"
" Xiao Yuesheng was wrapped in a snow-white fur coat, and it seemed that the folds of the clothes were ventilated. He looked very casual and lazy, but his mouth was aggressive, chasing and beating him fiercely.
"Young master, let Doha tear him apart!" A roar came from the mouth of the short and sturdy man, echoing in the restaurant, covering up the sound of silk and bamboo on the second floor.
After taking these few steps, his eyes were filled with blood red again, as if he had met an sworn enemy of life and death. The people around him hurriedly avoided his eyes, and after one glance, they felt chills all over.
The young man in fine clothes flashed his eyes, and just as he was about to speak, the middle-aged man beside him suddenly jumped in front, "Sir, just let Daochang Li teach him a lesson. This is a restaurant, it shouldn't be too bloody!"
The young man was stunned and turned to look at him. Seeing his eager and solemn eyes, he couldn't help but nodded. He turned to wave to Doha, who was glaring at the middle-aged man next to him with a ferocious face, and said, "Doha, sit down. Come here and see how Master Li teaches him a lesson!"
"Yes!" Doha, who was only a few steps away from Xiao Yuesheng, hugged him with all his strength. When he let go, he flicked his short sleeves and panted heavily. His blood-red eyes stared at the Han man who had come up with random ideas, wishing he could kill him. Then quickly.
He knew in his heart that Daozhang Li's martial arts was slightly better than his own, so that stinking Han man would not be able to trust him!
Looking at the hateful smiling face of the southern man a few steps away, his arms and fingers made a snapping sound, his veins were bulging, and he wished he could punch that smiling face to pieces.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him, his eyes focused, and the golden light disappeared briefly, but it made Doha's heart tremble. He was on the battlefield, and he was born and died countless times. If he could survive, he had an intuition for danger. At that moment, he had The hairs all over his body stood up, but he felt danger.
He was rough and yet fine, so he stopped dilly-dallying and turned towards his seat.
"Wait a minute!" Xiao Yuesheng said lazily, stretched out his finger, pointed at Doha carelessly, and ignored the fierce look in his little eyes, and said in a low voice: "Since it's a gesture, let's do it all at once, you guys Let's go together, so as not to have to fight one after another, which will be very troublesome, and I don't have that much time to accompany you!"
Although he had the same gentle smile as before, he still looked wildly, and even those around him who were not familiar with martial arts looked at him sideways.
Seeing this short man walking with bandy legs and a series of footprints about five inches deep on the floor, you know that this guy is not easy to deal with. And he is wearing a fur robe and has a delicate and expensive appearance. I am afraid that he will not be able to withstand the opponent's punch. By saying this, isn't it just asking for a quick death? Is it possible that he is losing his mind and going crazy? !
Even the swarthy young man holding a few silver needles looked over with a strange look. He now realized that these people were really difficult to deal with. He thought that he was invincible and was just riding a tiger with difficulty.
"Okay! Have fun! Haha" A loud and loud shout came from upstairs, and then a few people came down from the railing. They all wore long swords and short knives on their waists and walked briskly.
The first person was wearing a short sword on his waist. He was quite short, almost the same as Doha, but his steps were brisk, which did not match his strong body. He had a beard on his face. When he went downstairs, he laughed, quite a bit. Share the momentum of martial arts heroes who dominate the world.
When Xiao Yuesheng turned to look at him, he clasped his fists and smiled: "Xu Duzhou, brother, you have such great courage, I admire you!"
"Oh, I'm Wang Zixu, not a martial artist.The people in the forest are just savages in the barren mountains practicing Taoism. "Xiao Yuesheng cupped his hands and smiled slightly, with a hint of reserve in his gentleness.
If his disciple Sun Ming is here, he is afraid that thunder and lightning will strike at him. Xiao Yuesheng can see through his identity at a glance. He is actually Xu Duzhou, a giant bandit who is rampant in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
"It turns out to be Taoist Master Wang, disrespectful!" Xu Duzhou looked a little strange, and his heart turned slightly. This Taoist's clothes were really hard to see through. On the contrary, he looked like a wealthy man, but his temperament had a hint of something. Effortless.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly and turned his eyes to Duoha, who was about to sit down. However, he slipped back after this brief exchange of greetings.
He smiled faintly, without moving his feet, and turned his body slightly to face Daoist Li who was standing and walking over. He slowly pulled out the peach wood sword from his sleeve with his right hand, which looked like a Qingfeng long sword. He lightly touched the smooth blade of the sword with his index finger. In front of me: "Let's take action!"
Compared with the kingly Taoist priest Xiao Yuesheng, Taoist priest Li has the bearing of a Taoist. He is quite tall and thin. The green Taoist robe is worn on his body, which makes him look slightly fat, and he has the air of being aloof from the world.
He didn¡¯t say anything. He suddenly pulled out the long sword from his waist. The sword was shining brightly and his face was solemn. He made a sword gesture with his left hand and made a starting gesture with his right hand.
There was some buzzing in the hall, but it suddenly became silent. Everyone stared with bated breath, fearing that they would miss the wonderful scene.
" Xiao Yuesheng was still wearing a fur robe, and he was holding a wooden sword across his side. He looked nondescript, and his figure was lazy. He had no intention of doing anything. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
The face of the Taoist priest opposite him became more and more serious. He never moved his sword stance. The long sword seemed to be fixed in mid-air and could not be moved. His face was as gentle as a jade and became redder and redder, as if he was holding his breath.
"Daozhang Liu" The middle-aged man who looked like a counselor said hesitantly.
This sound seemed to wake up the Taoist priest. The long sword that was standing still was like a bolt of lightning, piercing straight towards the opponent. The whistle was faint, and everyone around him felt uncomfortable and harsh.
"Follow the tiger!" Xiao Yuesheng's wooden sword moved lightly, as if he just turned his wrist lightly, and the horizontal sword turned into a straight thrust. The movement was calm and people could see it clearly. His wooden sword seemed to be waiting there, allowing the opponent's long sword to strike the wood. The sword struck in parallel, straight towards his wrist.
The wooden sword moved slightly, and he twisted his wrist, with the sword blade against the sword blade, with a slight twist, and twisted the long sword out. The people around him felt that this sword was calm, yet coherent and smooth. They watched It's like drinking a glass of warm water when you enter the house from outside, it's extremely comfortable.
The Taoist priest looked up at the roof decorated with caissons, his eyes a little blank, the long sword was stuck in it, the sword spike was fluttering, but it was empty in his hand.
For the sake of his father-in-law, Xiao Yuesheng did not kill him.
"Let's go together!" Xiao Yuesheng seemed to be ordering a table of food. He put the wooden sword back into the sleeves of his fur robe and turned it into a sleeve sword. His hands were also empty, indicating that he should fight the enemy with bare hands.
The people around him didn¡¯t know what the Taoist¡¯s swordsmanship was. They saw someone wielding a wooden sword, twisting it, and knocking the sword off. They felt that his swordsmanship was really poor and only superficial.
Xiao Yuesheng didn¡¯t originally have such a bad feeling about Mongolia. He just felt that it was willing to invade and had great fighting power. However, that was an indifferent view in modern society when looking at history books.
"The war with cold weapons, where human lives are like ants, and cities are slaughtered at every turn, and the ground is covered with red fields for thousands of miles, is by no means idle. The world has become numb, but Xiao Yuesheng cannot be so indifferent to life.
Only when he came to this era did he realize how cruel the Mongolians were in this period, even more so than the Japanese in later generations. They never regarded people outside Mongolia as the same kind. In their ignorant thoughts, they just wanted to conquer the whole world. Just treat it as your own pasture. It would be best to kill all the people in the world and leave only the Mongolians to graze freely.
" Xiao Yuesheng did not go to the north to kill high-ranking Mongolian officials, which was already a lazy move on his part. Now that he was sent to his door automatically, he would not let it go. It was also a full-scale move to say that his mission was deliberately meant to sneak in.
Since Tuo Lei and Kublai Khan were assassinated by Xiao Yuesheng, Ali Buge's prestige was insufficient and it was difficult to subdue the tribes. After suppressing them, the troops were already exhausted, so they had to implement a delaying strategy, so they secretly contacted the powerful officials of the Southern Song Dynasty.
"Go! Kill him!" The young man in rich clothes looked at the lazy man opposite, with murderous intent in his heart. He wished he could cut him in half with a knife and feed him to the dogs, so he stood up, flicked his sleeves, and said coldly Order.
As the silhouettes flew around, the three of them were like flying falcons. Xiao Yuesheng, who was standing with his arms and hands folded, swooped at him. His scimitar was like a crescent moon. It cut across an arc of lightning and went straight towards his throat. The middle-aged counselor was actually a master. His palms seemed to blink in the blink of an eye. It swelled and hit Xiao Yuesheng's left side like a mountain. Duoha pounced with both hands, gnashing his teeth, as if he wanted to wrestle with Xiao Yuesheng.
The three of them were like tigers coming out of a trap, they were fast and fierce, as powerful as thunder, as if they wanted to tear the people in front of them into pieces.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?The student chuckled with disdain. Although he felt troubled, in order to fit Wang Zixu's identity, he suppressed the urge to sweep them out with one sleeve.
Both hands stretched out from the fur sleeves to meet the middle-aged counselor who arrived first. Just like his sword skills, he calmly met the opponent's red right palm. When the two palms crossed each other and brushed against each other, his wrists quickly turned. , hook the opponent's wrist and lead him upward.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A kind of sound like gold and iron clashing, was actually the red palm drawn out by it hitting the gleaming scimitar.
Then there was a "bang", and a figure flew out like a ball, shooting straight towards the open window, smashing half of the window and disappearing without a trace. Screams could be heard faintly from outside the building.
Everything happened so fast, and when everyone reacted, they realized that the short, bow-legged man had disappeared.
"Everyone could clearly see the movements of Xiao Yuesheng's hands, which were calm and leisurely, like playing the piano or flute, but they could not see his movements. The feet covered under the fur robe seemed to have never moved.
The two people attacking on the field were not affected by it. Instead, their attacks became more fierce. However, the other party's moves were weird and they always used their strength to fight. Instead, they were wary.
"Things have changed!" The middle-aged counselor shouted involuntarily when his palms, already as red as blood, were directed towards his companions again.
"Haha, I have some knowledge! Your Tantra hand seals are too bad!" Xiao Yuesheng pointed his palm, causing the opponent's palm to hit the scimitar that was coming. Then the sleeves of his fur robe moved slightly, and the man with swollen eyebrows and deep eyes, and one arm with yellow hair The person in the extra story flew out of the window silently, just like Duoha.
At this point, the middle-aged counselor realized that the opponent's most powerful skill was his leg skills, and his hands were just used to cover his eyes.
"You go too!" A cold voice floated out of Xiao Yuesheng's mouth, and with a slight movement under the fur robe, another figure flew out and disappeared from the same window.
All this happened too quickly, and without any sound, the three masters were no longer there. They only used a few moves. The young man in rich clothes who was sitting steadily was now alone.
The Taoist priest who had been standing still seemed to wake up from a dream, jumped up, took down the sword from the ceiling, and protected it beside the young man, but everyone knew that this was just a futile move.
"Are you going to jump down by yourself, or are the mountain men giving you a ride?!" Xiao Yuesheng clapped his hands, retracted his hands and returned to his fur sleeves, looking lazily at the boy opposite, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
"Hmph!" The young man in rich clothes smiled coldly, the ferocity in his bones kept his expression unchanged, and his slightly narrowed eyes shone with cold light, like the light of a sword in the sun.
He stood up steadily, with a hint of arrogance, and passed through the quiet crowd around him. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly with a somewhat contemptuous smile, and finally landed on Xiao Yuesheng, and hummed softly: "Wang Zixu!Okay!" , he¡¯s quite a character!¡±
After saying that, he threw the silver cup in his hand on the table and walked out slowly, with no fear on his face and calmly.
The more this happened, the more murderous intent grew in Xiao Yuesheng's heart. When he came to his side, the Taoist priest tried his best to remain calm, but the hand holding the sword was already pale, and his face and eyes were full of alertness.
"Go!" Xiao Yuesheng kicked out and the figure flew out of the window.
The only person in the field was the Taoist priest with his sword in front of him.
"Spare your life!" Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him lightly, turned around and jumped to the window. He turned back and smiled at the dark boy with an open mouth and a blank expression. The white shadow flashed and the person disappeared. .
Back in the Xuan Pavilion, Xiao Yuesheng, who had returned to his original appearance, quietly listened to the discussion downstairs, feeling quite happy in his heart and not feeling any discomfort after killing someone.
The people who were kicked out of the window and fell to the ground did not fall directly to death. They suffered broken bones and broken legs, but it was inevitable. However, Xiao Yuesheng had planted restrictions similar to life and death talismans on their bodies. They broke out a month later and died of pain.
Although this move is slightly sinister, Xiao Yuesheng did it without any scruples. He also had more sinister tricks that were useless.
Last time, after Xiao Yuesheng killed Wangjiazhuang Manmen, a group of people from thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands, he secretly regretted in his heart that he had let them die once and for all. Their death was too pleasant, and they should not have been allowed to die. Let them die!
The atmosphere downstairs became even more lively. People were watching from the window one after another, all talking freely and happily. Xu Duzhou was even more heroic. He wanted to buy ten pounds of Zui Nanhu and drink with everyone. , to celebrate.
The prince¡¯s false reputation will naturally spread from their mouths after tonight.
" Xiao Yuesheng smiled. This was an unintentional trick. I don't know if it was a blessing or a curse. It was just that the prince was alone, but there was nothing to be afraid of.
A stack of silver bowls appeared in his hands, placed on the table, and poured the hot and fragrant delicacies on the table into the silver bowls one by one, and then put them into his own mustard space.??.
Because you can go wherever you want, there are very few meals from other restaurants, and all the dishes and snacks are cooked by Xiaofeng. You can eat them by yourself or eat with others. Naturally, you are reluctant to part with them, so you buy some big ones. Although the dishes in the restaurant are extremely delicious, I am used to Xiaofeng's cooking, and I always feel that there is a little lack of emotion in them. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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