As soon as the two people shouted the words "Take the same way as the other, do the same to the other", all the people in the world with swords on the second floor were frightened, and all their eyes were cast on the body of the void, but when they saw
He was drinking tea quietly. He was very young and looked very similar to the legendary Nan Murong.
On the ground, the man who was struck in the abdomen by his own knife lay motionless. Blood flowed from his abdomen and dyed the floor of the second floor red. Wasn't it his own hand that was injured?
When Xianwu heard those two people shouting such words, his brows jumped, but he still drank tea quietly, as if he didn't see the reactions of the people around him at all.
As for some ordinary people on the second floor, when they saw the dead people and the blood was so red, they were so frightened that they ran downstairs, how dare they stay here.
The two men looked at nothingness with horrified faces. They grabbed the weapons on the table tightly in their hands. Their whole bodies were already wet with sweat. Bei Qiao, Feng Nan and Murong, the two most famous people in the world's martial arts world, didn't want to see them today.
But now they met here and offended each other. Their hearts beat loudly.
A waiter who was walking up with dishes was stunned at the scene. The dishes in his hands were steaming. His eyes were protruding and his face was pale.
"Bring the food here." Xuanwu finished a cup of tea, put down the cup and said calmly, not caring about anything just now.
Seeing that he ignored them, the two men immediately looked at each other, then turned around and ran downstairs in panic, without even looking at the bodies of their companions on the ground.
The waiter, who was so frightened that his face turned pale, woke up when he heard Xian Wu's words. He mumbled "Yes" and walked towards Xian Wu's table with difficulty.
After carefully placing the still steaming dishes on the table, he hurriedly took two steps back, then quickly turned around and left, as if there was a dragon's pond and a tiger's den in the void.
At this time, there were several people sitting on pins and needles on the second floor. Sitting on the same floor as him was the world-famous Nan Murong. The blood of the man on the ground had not yet cooled down. They said in their hearts
I wasn't afraid that it was a lie, but none of them left first.
He just lowered his head and silently held the food on the table. Jianghu is a place that pays attention to reputation and face. If he is so scared and runs away because the other person eats here, how can he still survive in Jianghu in the future?
Everyone had this idea, so no one moved. They just pretended to be calm and sat in their original positions slowly holding the dishes.
Zhong Ling'er's two big eyes moved around, but she didn't even look at the dead man on the ground. She had been with Wuwu for a long time, and she was already used to his cruelty. Moreover, the man scolded her first, so she
The angry hatred in my heart will not pity him at this time.
She was looking at the people around her who were sitting and eating. She saw that every one of them was obviously trembling with fear. Their hands holding the chopsticks were trembling, but they still insisted on eating. It was like swallowing to death.
People generally refuse to spit out flies, but they cannot be cruel enough to eat them.
After a while, she turned her eyes to look out the window. People were coming and going below, vendors were shouting and hawking, and talented people and beautiful ladies were walking hand in hand. It was so lively. Suddenly she let out a soft "eh" and looked towards one end of the street.
There was a commotion, and the crowd moved aside one after another, and then a group of beggars in ragged clothes and unkempt hair ran over. These beggars came in groups and pushed the crowds away on the street, becoming the protagonists of the city.
It's surprising.
Xianwu was just eating the dishes on the table quietly and had no interest in paying attention to Zhong Ling'er's behavior. When he heard her surprised "Huh" cry, he didn't even raise his head.
When the group of beggars ran under the window, the crowd screamed, and he turned his head slightly, took a look, and saw the beggars rushing into the inn.
Soon, there was a commotion below the first floor. The sound was very loud and spread to the second floor. Everyone in the building didn't know what happened. Suddenly, there was a dense "squeaking" sound, like a sudden rain shower.
Beating the doors and windows, knocking on everyone's heart.
Everyone suddenly became nervous. After what happened just now, Nihility killed one person, and at this time, there was suddenly such a dense sound. Everyone was a member of the martial arts community and naturally heard that it was the sound of many people coming together.
But who in this city of Suzhou can mobilize so many people? While everyone was nervous and confused, a group of beggars in tattered and dirty clothes ran up.
"Where are the people?" Walking at the front was an old man with long arms. He asked loudly to the people behind him.
Soon, a beggar came out from behind. The man glanced at him, then pointed at nothing and said: "Elder Chen, that man is right there."
This man was one of the two beggars who sneaked down from the second floor not long ago. However, Niu Wu had not noticed it and therefore did not recognize him. He pointed at Wu Ni, gritted his teeth, and said with a fierce look, as if Niu Wu
It's like his father-killing enemy.
The old man named Elder Chen also looked fiercely into nothingness, then swept his eyes away and said to the others on the second floor: "Everyone, today is the day when our Beggar Gang avenges the brothers in the gang.
I also ask everyone to give in first, and the Beggar Clan would like to thank you."
His words were very polite, but his eyes were firm and unquestionable. Those people on the second floor saw that the Beggars Gang was so powerful that they did not dare to provoke them. Moreover, they had already felt extremely uncomfortable sitting here, as if they were sitting on a stove.
Grilled in general.
At this time, when they heard what Elder Chen said, everyone's expressions relaxed. They stood up and cupped their hands and said, "Elder Chen, you're welcome. Since the Beggar Clan has something to do today, I should resign."
After saying that, they all stood up and walked downstairs. The beggars standing in the stairwell did not stop them and all stepped aside to let them pass. Soon, the entire second floor was empty except for Nothing and Zhong Ling.
My son was still sitting at the table.
When the old man named Elder Chen saw that all the people upstairs had left and only the two of them were left, he immediately looked over with a cold expression and shouted in a deep voice: "Everyone, listen to the order and kill the thieves.
Avenge the deputy leader of Ma."
"Kill the thieves and avenge the deputy leader of Ma." Behind him, a group of beggars shouted in response, holding up the bamboo sticks in their hands and shouting. Then they yelled one by one and rushed toward the two people in the void.
He looked like he was going to beat them to death with sticks.
Seeing these beggars rushing over desperately, and hearing their previous words, Xianwu knew that he had been misunderstood as Murong Fu, and these beggars actually came up and screamed for beating and killing, without even listening to their excuses. Even if they listened,
I'm afraid my own words may not be believed.
He was a proud and arrogant person. When he was wronged casually, he didn't bother to defend himself, let alone explain. He frowned, without even looking at it, and threw out his right hand with a burst of energy.
Sweep away.
call
The seven or eight beggars who rushed at the front were immediately swept away by the strong wind, as if swept by a strong wind. Each and every person who was swept up fell to the bottom. The people behind were rushing faster, but they were stopped by these people, and they fell three times.
four people.
In an instant, Xue Wu waved his hand casually, and more than ten people fell down. However, the Beggar Clan had a large number of people, and not only did they not feel the slightest fear in their hearts, but they were even more angry and murderous.
One by one, they raised the bamboo sticks in their hands and swung them towards the void. The shadows of the sticks flew with great force and fell towards the head of the void. If an ordinary warrior could not avoid it, he would definitely be beaten to pieces immediately.
"Hmph", Xuanwu snorted coldly. For these beggars who were indiscriminate and shouted to kill as soon as they came up, he felt angry in his heart. He drew a circle with his right hand on his side, and a burst of true energy flowed out.
Seeing that the bamboo stick in their hands was about to blow open the head of the man in front of them, the beggars were slightly happy. Suddenly, a strong force came out, and the bamboo stick in their hands moved uncontrollably. While they were still there,
Before he could react, the bamboo stick in his hand hit his companion next to him, and then a sharp pain came, and he was hit by the bamboo stick.
After a few bangs, those bamboo sticks failed to open the heads of Xianwu. Instead, these people themselves were hit by bamboo sticks. The force of the sticks did not decrease at all. When they hit these people, a cracking sound could be heard for a while.
, the bones were broken, and seven or eight beggars fell backwards with a cry of pain. Each of them had one or two bones broken, either in their arms, thighs, or ribs in the chest.
Bang bang
Dozens of sounds rang out in succession, and the sound of intensive blows with bamboo sticks was like a violent storm, falling crazily, and the beatings were violent. Dozens of ragged members of the Beggar Gang were beaten to pieces with broken bones and tendons by their own bamboo sticks.
They writhed and fell to the ground, piled up one on top of the other, squeezing together and screaming in pain. The sound of wailing echoed throughout the entire second floor.
Niuwu is still sitting firmly on the seat, holding the tea cup in his hand, slowly sending it to the side, leisurely and comfortable, the wind is clear and the clouds are light, without a trace of fireworks, as if everything has nothing to do with him.
The Beggar Clan members behind were immediately startled. Their forward steps stopped and they held bamboo sticks pointed at nothingness. However, their faces were full of nervousness and caution, and they no longer had the vigor they had at the beginning.
Although the Beggar Clan has a large number of people and is known as the largest gang in the world, the number of people they came this time was only about a hundred, and most of them were ordinary disciples, with only a few masters among them.
And in the charge just now, dozens of people were knocked down by the void in the blink of an eye, and nearly half of them were lost in this way, and they couldn't even really touch the corners of each other's clothes.
At this time, they all thought in their hearts that Beiqiao Fengnan Murongguo was truly worthy of his reputation. This person actually had strength and martial arts that were on par with the gang leader.dd