Li Muchan turned around and saw a sturdy man standing next to the table, looking at a young swordsman with a smile, looking harmless.
The young swordsman looked at him and said proudly: "Who are you, your Excellency?"
He has handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, a face like a crown jewel, and a handsome appearance. He is really a good-looking person. His proud appearance does not provoke anyone, but he has a majestic and majestic character that is admirable.
The stout man chuckled and said, "I won't change my name when I work, and my surname when I sit down. I am the same as Zhang Shihe!"
The young swordsman frowned and thought for a moment, then turned to look at the other three fellow disciples.
The four of them thought for a while, and suddenly a round-faced swordsman slapped his hand: "I remember! Zhang Shihe, the Sky-shattering Hammer, right?"
"Haha, the little guy is pretty good. He even knows my name, Lao Zhang!" Zhang Shihe stroked his shiny forehead and nodded with a smile.
"Are you Zhentian Hammer Zhang Shihe?" The young swordsman from before frowned and said proudly: "We are disciples of Qingyang Palace!"
"Oh——?" Zhang Shihe squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "I thought it was some kind of immortal, but it turned out to be the little Qingyang Palace. It's really funny!"
"Mr. Zhang, we are looking for you!" the young swordsman said proudly.
"Why are you looking for Lao Zhang?" Zhang Shihe laughed and said, "Do you want to be my son-in-law, Lao Zhang?"
"Shut up!" the young swordsman shouted and stood up from the table.
"Fourth Senior Brother, forget it!" the round-faced swordsman advised in a low voice and looked at Zhang Shihe.
The young swordsman said solemnly: "Sixth Junior Brother, this Zhang Shihe is a bandit and will not be eliminated when he sees it. So what are we martial arts practitioners doing for?"
The round-faced swordsman looked around and whispered: "Fourth Senior Brother, we came out secretly. We can't cause trouble to the palace. The martial arts man named Zhang is very strong..."
"Hmph, it doesn't matter if he's strong. There's only one person, and the four of us can't deal with one of them?" The young swordsman waved his hand proudly.
"But in this large public place, bullying the minority with more people..." The round-faced swordsman hesitated.
The young swordsman snorted coldly: "Subjugate demons and bully others, it's not a bad thing. Sixth Junior Brother, don't forget your mother-in-law, just wait!"
"Fourth Senior Brother, I still feel something is wrong..." the round-faced swordsman said in a low voice.
The young swordsman's eyes widened and he said fiercely: "Sixth Junior Brother, stand down!"
The other two swordsmen beside him pulled the round-faced swordsman and said in a low voice: "Sixth Junior Brother, let's forget it and just listen to Fourth Senior Brother!"
The round-faced swordsman smiled bitterly: "This Zhang Shihe is not a weakling. Even if the four of us come together, we won't be able to suppress him. That will bring shame to our Qingyang Palace!"
The two young men refused to accept it. A young man with a mole on the right corner of his mouth shook his head and said with a smile: "Sixth Junior Brother, you are too ambitious than others!"
Seeing them like this, the round-faced swordsman shook his head and smiled bitterly, knowing that talking more would be useless.
Li Muchan heard the words of several people clearly and felt that Qingyang Palace was interesting. The disciples he taught were very strange. He glanced at Wen Yinyue and she frowned.
Zhang Shihe and the young swordsman were at war with each other and were about to take action.
While the round-faced swordsman was talking, Zhang Shihe quarreled with the young swordsman. The young swordsman angrily accused Zhang Shihe of being inhumane, burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of evil.
Zhang Shihe sneered and said that the young swordsman went out to fight in the martial arts before his hair had fully grown. He was really asking for death. He should go home and get into his mother's arms to nurse.
These words angered the young swordsman. He hated being called young. He immediately pulled out his sword, pointed it at Zhang Shihe, and sneered: "Today I will do justice for heaven and kill you, the evil thief!"
Zhang Shihe sneered and shook his head: "Just a little brat like you? Come on, I want to see what your Qingyang Palace is capable of, being so domineering!"
"Fifth Junior Brother, Sixth Junior Brother, Seventh Junior Brother, come together!" the young swordsman said solemnly.
"Yes!" The three of them responded in a deep voice. Suddenly, the four figures fluttered and stood in their respective positions, surrounding Zhang Shihe.
The four of them each stood in a position, forming a square, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and pointed diagonally at Zhang Shihe in the middle, making Zhang Shihe laugh.
"Okay, interesting!" Zhang Shihe shook his head and squinted at the four of them: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect that the little guy from Qingyang Palace has not learned anything else, but he looks a bit like Qunou!"
"A villain like you will be punished by everyone, so there is no point in fighting alone!" The young swordsman sneered and shook his head, looking at Zhang Shihe with disdain.
Li Muchan looked at Wen Yinyue with a smile. Wen Yinyue frowned and hummed: "I don't know how high the sky is!"
Seeing her like this, Li Muchan knew that she had thoughts of saving people. Otherwise, the senior sister would not have said a word. She never paid attention to such noisy matters.
"This young man has a good appearance!" Li Muchan said in a long voice.
Wen Yinyue glanced at him sideways and snorted: "Junior brother, don't you want to save people?"
Li Muchan laughed and said: "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers because they don't know what a tiger is. We should let them know what a tiger is!"
Wen Yinyue rolled her eyes at him and looked over there.
"Do it!" the young swordsman shouted, and the sword light suddenly lit up, and the four swords stabbed Zhang Shihe at the same time, the sword light was like snow.
Zhang Shihe laughed loudly, swung his fist like a vinegar bowl, and hit the sword, "ding ding ding ding..." A series of clear sounds sounded, and the fist hit the sword.
The sword swung, and the four people's arms suddenly felt sore and numb, and the sword almost fell out of their hands.
With just one move, the four of them were immediately at a disadvantage, groaning secretly.
Li Muchan asked casually: "Who is this Zhang Shihe?"
Wen Yinyue said calmly: "He's just a gangster, he's ruthless, he's a character."
"Should he be killed?" Li Muchan asked.
Wen Yinyue nodded: "Death is not a pity!"
Li Muchan said with a smile: "Senior sister, can I help them?"
"Yeah." Wen Yinyue nodded.
"You brat, play with me, you are still young, be a good person in the next life, and don't be so ignorant, haha..." Zhang Shihe laughed.
"Anyone with the surname Zhang will be punished for his unjust actions. You won't live long!" the young swordsman shouted angrily.
Zhang Shihe Hehe sneered: "I will live longer than you!"
Zhang Shihe's reputation was so fierce that there were many martial arts figures around him, but they all watched the fun, and no one stepped forward to intervene or help.
The whole building was filled with Zhang Shihe's wild laughter, which was deafening.
Wen Yinyue frowned and said calmly: "Zhang Shihe, stop!"
Zhang Shihe's hands were like hammers, and he smashed the four swords. He turned to look at Wen Yinyue, his eyes suddenly lit up, he squinted and said with a smile: "Little lady, what are your orders?"
"Stop." Wen Yinyue said calmly.
Zhang Shihe chuckled and said, "Young lady, are you interceding on behalf of these four pretty boys?"
Wen Yinyue frowned and pointed a finger.
"Chi!" With a slight whistle, Zhang Shihe immediately flew out and hit a table hard, breaking the table into pieces and draining the soup.
There was a sudden silence in the building, and people looked at Wen Yinyue one after another.
Wen Yinyue retracted her finger and said calmly: "Qingyang Palace, who is your master?"
The four people sheathed their swords, walked over and saluted, and thanked Wen Yinyue for saving his life. They now understood that without Wen Yinyue's help, they would have lost their lives today.
The young swordsman cupped his fists and said, "Master Ouyang, please go to Pingze."
"Ouyang Pingze..." Wen Yinyue thought for a moment and said, "It's Ouyang Pingze, the Qingyang swordsman. How come you are out to make a living without your master's success?"
The young swordsman was a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "We escaped secretly, Master doesn't know."
"I don't know how high the sky is!" Wen Yinyue frowned and said coldly: "Walking in the martial arts world is not fun. If you are not careful, your life will be in danger. You will die today!"
"Thank you very much for saving my life, young lady. Have you asked me for my benefactor's name yet?" the young swordsman said with shame.
"My name is Wen Yinyue!" Wen Yinyue said calmly.
The four of them thought for a while, then suddenly their eyes lit up and they looked at Wen Yinyue excitedly.
"But Miss Lenglian Fairy Wen?!" the young swordsman asked hesitantly.
Wen Yinyue nodded lightly: "Yes."
"It's really Miss Wen!" The four of them stared at Wen Yinyue with wide eyes and disbelief.
Among the younger generation of martial arts disciples, Wen Yinyue can be described as a legend. He is known as the number one master of the younger generation, surpassing Monk Xinjue of Landuo Temple and Fengyun Martial Arts.
What's more, Wen Yinyue is not only highly skilled in martial arts, she is more talented than others, but she is also as beautiful as a flower and as untainted as a fairy. She is the dream lover of countless young heroes.
Wen Yinyue frowned and said displeasedly: "Hurry back to Qingyang Palace and practice hard, don't be lazy!"
"Yes, yes." The four of them agreed in succession.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Young hero, I wonder where the Secret Book of Dragon Slaying appears now?"
The young swordsman turned to look at Wen Yinyue with a puzzled expression.
Wen Yinyue said calmly: "My junior brother, his surname is Li."
"It turns out to be Mr. Li, thank you for meeting me." The young swordsman clasped his fists and said with a smile, "It is said that the Secret Book of Dragon Slaying has appeared in Wancheng."
"Wancheng..." Li Muchan pondered.
Wen Yinyue said: "It's a hundred miles north from here and you can get there in one day."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "We are so close, so we are destined!"
The young swordsman hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Miss Wen, I'd better advise you two not to go to Wancheng. It's too dangerous there. Even if the girl has great martial arts skills, she won't be able to do it. Tigers are afraid of wolves!"
Wen Yinyue nodded: "Yes, I understand."
"...Okay then, I'll take my leave!" The young swordsman nodded helplessly, turned and left, and the other three people bowed and followed suit.
Zhang Shihe was already dead. With the Canghai Shen's finger, he couldn't survive even if he wanted to, so he died immediately. Li Muchan and Wen Yinyue left the small town directly.
In the evening, the two of them had entered Wancheng and noticed a strange smell in the air, which seemed to be erupting at any time. There were few pedestrians on the street and many martial arts figures.