Ma Zhuhuo was so old, he had never been so angry and beaten in the street.
I don’t know where this young man came from, and he is not afraid of the Wind Sect.
Now, with the arrival of senior brother Yan Zhang, Ma Zhu finally found a source of support to vent his inner anger.
Killing Li Nian with one sword was too cheap, he wanted Li Nian to suffer so much that he would regret his life.
And the little girl in the inn, Ma Zhu insisted on having her.
"Where are Junior Sister Liu, Senior Sister Tian, and Senior Brother Yan Zhang?" Ma Zhu couldn't wait to ask again and again.
"Brother Yan, he... he... wuwu..." Flat Girl covered her face and cried.
Wave Girl pursed her lips, speechless.
The peerless monster in Bei'an City was pointed at by someone and his whole head fell off.
"Why are you crying? Let Senior Brother Yan Zhang come out quickly." Ma Zhu vaguely realized something was wrong.
"Stop shouting, your senior brother Yan was already killed by me on the way here." Li Nian smiled kindly and looked at Ping Nv and Bo Tao Nv.
The two female disciples heard the familiar voice and suddenly saw Li Nian, with his tattered clothes and blood stains.
thump!
Wave Girl rolled her eyes and fainted on the ground.
They finally escaped death and thought they had saved their lives, but now they fell back into Li Nian's hands.
"Ah...perverted."
The flat girl tore her hair with both hands and ran away like a madman.
"..." Ma Zhu stopped still.
For a long time, his facial features were distorted and became more and more ugly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible. Senior Brother Yan Zhang is gifted with magical powers. He is a powerful person. His strength is only one level weaker than the sect master. He is a peerless evildoer who has not been seen in Bei'an for a hundred years. How could he die?
?How could Senior Brother Yan Zhang die?"
The gap in his heart was too great for Ma Zhu to accept. Yan Zhang had always been an invincible presence in Bei'an City, just like the God of War.
But!
Bo Tao Nu's fainting and Ping Nu's cry of "abnormal" before escaping seemed to clearly tell Ma Zhu that Yan Zhang's death was a fact.
and!
It was this young man who killed him.
At this moment, the shopkeeper and everyone in the inn were shocked.
Who is Yan Zhang?
The number one evildoer in Bei'an City and the heir to the great cause of the Gale Wind Sect. His identity and status are more than ten times higher than that of the pockmarked young man. His future is simply unlimited.
Yan Zhang is someone everyone looks up to in Bei'an City, and he is also an unattainable idol in the hearts of all girls.
Actually, he was slaughtered?
How dare you believe it, the shopkeeper!
thump!
Ma Zhu looked pale and suddenly knelt at Li Nian's feet: "I can't see the truth, I'm stupid, I'm despicable, kill me and dirty your hands, spare my life."
"..." The shopkeeper and the waiting girl were shocked.
Ma Zhu took the initiative to kneel down and beg for mercy?
It's almost impossible to happen.
Everyone began to believe that Li Nian might have really killed Yan Zhang.
"Why don't you resist? Resistance makes sense."
Li Nian looked at Ma Zhu with a smile.
Li Nian never considered himself a good person. He had killed people, defeated thousands of armies with one sword, and escaped from hell on earth alive.
In the entire spiritual world, there is no such thing as a good person.
But he never thought that someone could be so lawless and wantonly insult the dignity and lives of others.
When strong men fight, victory counts.
That's not oppression.
A dignified cultivator from a sect, attacking a defenseless weakling, yet acting so vile and dirty, does not deserve to live in the world, let alone practice.
Squeak!
Li Nian pressed Ma Zhu's head with his palm and twisted it off in public. The blood from his neck spurted out three feet high. He threw the head into the street as if he wanted all the people in Bei'an City to witness it.
thump!
The shopkeeper knelt down and cried: "Young master, please leave quickly. You killed a disciple of the Gale Sect, and their sect master will not spare you. You must leave this place of right and wrong."
To be fair, what Li Nian did was a good thing, but it was also a disaster.
"Master, thank you for your kindness in saving me. The shopkeeper is right. If you don't run away now, it will be too late. Leave Bei'an City quickly." The waiter girl kowtowed.
The disciples of the Gale Sect were all like bullies. She and Li Nian were strangers to each other. When no one came forward, Li Nian saved her reputation.
There was nothing she could do to repay this kindness.
Looking at the frightened shopkeeper and girl, Li Nian asked: "Is this Wind Sect bad?"
"Bad, bad and ruthless. The disciples bully men and women. The elders of the sect collect money and exploit the people in the city. They treat us like cattle and horses. But they rely on the Dayin Sect as their backer. The Dayin Sect originated from the royal family, because no one dares to
If the Gale Sect is attacked, young master, you should run away for your life." the shopkeeper said.
Li Nian nodded, probably understanding.
The Gale Wind Sect dared to be so arrogant because there was support from a large sect behind it, and that sect was related to the Li Dynasty.
Therefore, the world turned a blind eye, and even the city lord was unwilling to touch the Gale Wind Sect.
In the final analysis, the Gale Wind Sect is just a watchdog under Emperor Li, and it is not as good as the rank.
"I'm tired and want to take a bath. Is there a place here, shopkeeper?" Li Nian looked at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged uncle was stunned, taking a shower?
He said all this just because he wanted to tell the young man that the backstage of the Wind Sect was very tough.
Is this young man really not afraid?
"Haha, you pissed off a watchdog on the Lihuang border, and you still act as if nothing happened. Are you saying you are stupid, or do you think you are really strong?"
Suddenly, an interesting laughter came from the side.
Li Nian looked around and saw a little beggar covered in pudding squatting at the door of the inn, holding a bowl in his hand and eating a chicken leg.
The little beggar was young, even younger than Li Nian, only fourteen or fifteen years old, but his tone was old-fashioned and he sounded sophisticated.
"I dare to stay, so I won't be afraid of the Gale Wind Sect." Li Niandao, then looked at the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper patted his thigh and said, "Xiao Lu, go take the young master to clean and change his clothes."
"Yes." The waiting girl got up, led Li Nian into the inn, and personally carried a bucket to boil hot water for Li Nian.
Li Nian soaked in a large wooden barrel, with steam rising all over his body. He pressed his hands on the edge of the barrel. The fighting and fatigue of more than a month seemed to be washed away immediately, and he was secretly enjoying himself.
soon!
He finished washing and put on a set of clean white clothes.
A girl named Xiao Lu helped Li Nian comb his long hair. When she was done, she walked out of the inn.
It has to be said that after Li Nian came out, his appearance and temperament changed drastically, which surprised the shopkeeper.
This young man could not be said to be handsome, but he was filled with an aura of fortitude. Set off by his white clothes, he seemed to have a sense of nobility as a handsome young man.
Li Nian moved a stool and sat at the door of the inn waiting for the high-level officials of the Wind Sect to arrive.
As time passed, no one left, waiting with him. Zhangui and Xiaolu looked nervous.
The little beggar was still there. He hadn't finished eating the chicken drumsticks in his hand. While eating, he said with great interest: "You guys are very courageous. You don't escape after killing people, but you still want to fight against the leader of the Gale Wind Sect. How about you?"
Aren't you worried about being beaten to death by him if you lose?"
Li Nian looked at the little beggar and ignored him.
"Working hard for a job, what do you want?" The little beggar came over and cradled Li Nian with his arm.
"Aren't those who work just human beings?" Li Niandao.
He didn't plan anything, he was just passing by.
The little beggar narrowed his eyes and then smiled.
It didn’t take long!
High-level officials of the Wind Sect appeared, and figures formed a team, flying in from a distance, like a dark cloud swallowing up the entire street.