Li Muchan frowned. Tianyuan Pavilion has fallen to such a low level. Who dares to criticize it unscrupulously?
This is a sign of the decline of the sect. When Tianyuan Pavilion disciples walk in the martial arts world, people will act unscrupulously without fear. The same thing will encounter more resistance. In this way, Tianyuan Pavilion disciples will cause more trouble, no matter how powerful they are.
Even your sect cannot be invincible and will fall into a vicious cycle.
Li Muchan shook his head and sighed: "Sigh..." Tianyuan Pavilion is indeed getting worse and worse!"
His voice was so loud that four people not far away heard it and turned to look over.
They looked panicked and said they were not afraid of Tianyuan Pavilion, but Tianyuan Pavilion's reputation would last forever, and they could not afford it to decline.
Li Muchan smiled and waved: "Four brothers, come and sit together!"
He was secretly annoyed, but his reason restrained his anger. Getting angry at this time would reveal his identity. Li Canghai could not have anything to do with Tianyuan Pavilion. The Qinghe Sword Sect controlled Baishi City. Such a large restaurant would never be without Baishi.
City eyeliner.
The four of them looked at each other and shook their heads, not wanting to talk to Li Muchan.
Li Muchan stood up and sat down at the four-person table, and said with a smile: "There is nothing terrible about Tianyuan Pavilion. Being forced to stay in seclusion by the Shenquan Sect is really a joke!"
The four of them looked at each other and then at Li Muchan. The tall man from before curled his lips and said, "That's right!"
"Shut up, Fifth Brother!" The thin middle-aged man next to him glared at him with sparkling eyes.
Li Muchan narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled: "What can't be said? Can Tianyuan Pavilion stop everyone in the world from talking?!"
The lean middle-aged man shook his head and said: "Young man, as the saying goes, trouble comes from the mouth. If you want to save your life in the martial arts world, the most important thing is to control your mouth."
He spoke with sincerity and good intentions. Li Muchan smiled and said, "Thank you for your advice, senior, but I think Tianyuan Pavilion has passed its time, so there is nothing to be afraid of."
"A skinny man's camel is better than a horse. Da Tianwai Pavilion must not be underestimated. Otherwise, how could the Divine Fist Sect retreat silently?" The thin middle-aged man shook his head disapprovingly.
The big man curled his lips and said: "Tianyuan Pavilion must have compensated me, and maybe he gave Bai Mingqiu to the Shenquan Sect, haha, -...haha, -"
He laughed cheerfully. Li Muchan was furious, but he suppressed it and smiled instead. He patted the table and laughed: "I heard that Bai Mingqiu's country is beautiful and fragrant. It is rare and stunning in the world. Have any of you brothers seen it?"
The big man shook his head regretfully: "I've been admiring him for a long time, but I didn't have that luck!"
The thin middle-aged man smiled: "The rumors are definitely true. I have never seen her, but a friend has seen her and praised her so much that she was even obsessed with her... He said that Miss Bai's beauty and fairy-like temperament are truly unparalleled in the world!"
"Sigh..." It's a pity that no matter how beautiful she is, she will eventually marry the Shenquan Sect!" The big man said bitterly: "These disciples of the famous sect are really annoying!"
"Yes." Li Muchan sighed: "We work hard, and it would be better for them to gain a little fame. As soon as we come out of the mountain, we will be famous all over the world."
He soon chatted with the four of them, and became familiar with each other. The conversation was very congenial. They felt that every word Li Muchan said spoke to their hearts, and they couldn't help but feel like confidants.
Li Muchan accidentally patted their shoulders and moved his hands silently.
When he was half drunk, Li Muchan suddenly said loudly: "None of these famous sects are good things. The Shenquan Sect and the Tianyuan Pavilion are no different. What is even more hateful is the Qinghe Sword Sect!"
As soon as he said this, the other four people suddenly woke up.
Their expressions changed greatly, and they shook their heads hastily. Li Muchan laughed loudly: "What are you afraid of? Could it be that the Qinghe Sword Sect cannot tolerate a bad word?!"
"Brother Li, please shut up!" the thin middle-aged man hurriedly stopped him.
Li Muchan laughed and said: "I want to say, what's so great about the Qinghe Sword Sect? It's arrogant and domineering, and uses despicable means to eliminate dissidents. I really despise it. In the horrified eyes of the four people, two young men in blue shirts crossed behind Li Muchan.
He said coldly: "My friend, you are drunk!"
Li Muchan turned around and sneered: "Are you disciples of the Qinghe Sword Sect?"
"Not bad!" The two young men nodded slowly, their pride and arrogance evident in their expressions, and they glared at Li Muchan with a hint of intimidation.
One of the two has a round face and the other has a square face. The round face is smiling and kind, while the square face is solemn and has stern eyes, looking down at everything.
Li Muchan lazily shook his head: "How dare you come out with such poor cultivation? Do you really think that the Qinghe Sword Sect is invincible and no one dares to touch it?"
"My friend, do you have a grudge against us?" the round-faced young man asked with a smile.
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, I have a grudge against your Qingwen Sword Sect!"
"What are we offended by?" Yi Nian, a round-faced man, asked patiently with a smile.
Li Muchan shook his head: "Ask Zheng Haishi what he did!"
,'Senior Brother Zheng?!" The round-faced young man became serious: "Have you offended Senior Brother Zheng?!"
The square-faced young man snorted impatiently: "Junior brother Fang, don't talk nonsense to him, just destroy his martial arts and throw him out!"
The round-faced young man shook his head and sighed: "Brother, you have offended Senior Brother Zheng and still dare to come here. How audacious you are!"
Li Muchan smiled and asked, "Am I here to die?"
The round-faced young man hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Senior Brother Zheng's cultivation is unfathomable, and there are many masters in the city. You have no hope."
"Junior Brother Fang!" The square-faced young man frowned and said, "Which side are you on?"
Junior Brother Fang sighed: "I just feel it's a pity!"
"Save your kindness!" The square-faced young man said coldly: "Is it because you pity him and want to go against Senior Brother Zheng?!"
,'How can I!" The round-faced young man shook his head hurriedly.
, 'Then stop talking nonsense' and force him to lose his martial arts and throw him out!" the square-faced young man said coldly.
The round-faced young man shook his head: "I can't do it!"
"Then I'll do it!" The square-faced young man sneered: "I'll do the evil thing, just be patient!"
The round-faced young man scratched his head helplessly and looked at Li Muchan: "Why don't you run away?!"
Li Muchan smiled and thought that this round-faced young man was interesting. He had a heart that sympathized with the weak and even went against the Qinghe Sword Sect.
The square-faced young man sneered: "Where to run?!"
He glanced at the other four: "Why don't you get out of here?!"
The four of them stood up and ran without hesitation, without even looking at Li Muchan. Offending the Qinghe Sword Sect in Baishi City was no different than seeking death.
No matter how good their friendship is, it's just a chance encounter, not a life-or-death relationship.
Li Muchan looked at them with a smile. They had to suffer some pain after being slapped by him, but they would not show up for a while, and the dark energy would be dormant for at least ten days.
Seeing the four of them running away in embarrassment, the square-faced young man stared coldly at Li Muchan: "It's your turn now, sign up!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Sign up and come!"
,'Okay' It doesn't matter what the name is, I'm a useless person anyway!" The square-faced young man said lightly, a cold light flashed from his waist, and the tip of the sword stabbed Li Muchan.
His technique was neat, his sword moves were fierce, and he had quite a bit of skill. Li Muchan flicked his finger and said "Ding..." and the sword flew out.
Then he made a move with his palm, and the square-faced young man flew in front of Li Muchan involuntarily. Li Muchan patted it lightly and said, "Bang!" The square-faced young man hit the column two feet away like a ball.
He hung on the pillar, suspended in mid-air, unable to move, only his facial features were distorted, and his expression was ferocious and terrifying, making everyone around him stunned.
It all happened so fast that they didn't have time to react.