The big fat man still held his favorite wine gourd in his hand. He didn't do anything unusual when he saw Yang Xuan approaching slowly, and he still poured wine into his mouth unhurriedly.
When Yang Xuan was about ten meters away from the opponent, the fat bald man stretched out his middle finger, which was only slightly thinner than a rolling pin, and gently dipped it into the wine ladle. He looked at Yang Xuan and said with a smile,
"I'd like you to have a taste of the wine first."
As he spoke, the fat bald man stretched out his middle finger and suddenly flicked it in the direction of Yang Xuan.
Howl——
A sound so sharp that it almost pierced the eardrum roared out. It was the friction sound made when the air was hit by high speed. Gu Zhenghai, who was standing not far away, subconsciously raised his hands to cover his ears.
At almost the same moment, Yang Xuan suddenly took a lunge forward and struck the air with the knife in his right hand.
Howl——
There was another sharp and harsh sound of the air being torn apart, and two opposite forces collided fiercely in mid-air.
A loud bang was heard, and the whole stone house was shaken.
Gu Zhenghai only felt an extremely powerful wave of air coming towards his face. He was caught off guard and was thrown several meters away by the shock wave before falling heavily to the ground with a thud.
I felt like my eyes were full of little stars, my internal organs seemed to have been displaced by the shock, and my whole scalp was numb.
Only then did Gu Zhenghai truly understand why Yang Xuan had just asked him to retreat at least ten meters away.
Just as I said, when gods fight, mortals suffer.
From a distance of seven or eight meters, the internal force of the collision between the two parties was enough to lift him away. Such a terrifying explosive force was simply unheard of for Gu Zhenghai!
Moreover, in their eyes, he is a so-called martial artist who has just stepped into the early stages of a high level. Among the martial cultivators in their cognitive concepts, he can definitely be regarded as a master.
If it had been an ordinary person, or a junior martial artist who had just started practicing martial arts, the shock wave just now would have been enough to shatter their internal organs!
The expression of the bald monk changed slightly, and a fleeting look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he soon returned to his smiling expression.
"Hahaha, that's a bit interesting. It's really rare for such a young person to have such inner strength. However, I invited you to drink with good intentions, but you ruined my wine. This seems a bit rude!"
When the bald monk was talking, his eyes were narrowed and his mouth was smiling, but for some reason, his smile always made people feel panicked.
Yang Xuan's face was calm, with no emotion on his face. After staring at the other person for a few seconds, he said calmly, "I didn't expect that Monk Wenzui, who suddenly disappeared more than ten years ago, would appear here."
The bald monk was stunned when he heard this, "Do you know me?"
Yang Xuan neither affirmed nor denied, just stared at the other party calmly.
Ask the drunken monk, he was a well-known figure in the dark world more than ten years ago.
It's just that when he was famous in the dark world, Yang Xuan had not yet made a name for himself in the dark world.
So Yang Xuan had heard of his name, but when he asked the drunken monk, he didn't know who Yang Xuan was.
Yang Xuan had never seen him in person before, but he had heard people mention this person who was once famous in the dark world.
Rumor has it that the drunken monk was very tall, always carrying a large wine vat that was thicker than his waist, and that he was extremely strong and strong in kung fu.
He has a perverse and eccentric personality. Sometimes he is a good gentleman with no temper, and sometimes he is a vicious and bloodthirsty demon.
Like Zhu Yeqing, he does not belong to any force in the dark world and is a lonely weirdo.
Although his reputation in the dark world is not as infamous as that of Zhu Yeqing, it is not much better. He is still a villain on the list of people being hunted by all major forces.
Unfortunately, this Wenzui monk was too powerful, and many masters who chased him ended up dying in his hands.
One day more than ten years ago, this drunken monk suddenly disappeared and was never seen again.
The name Wenzui Monk has become a legend in the dark world, but I didn't expect that Yang Xuan would meet him here today.
In fact, when Yang Xuan saw the other party for the first time, the image of asking a drunken monk suddenly popped into his mind, and then he asked tentatively, and it turned out to be like this!
Seeing that Yang Xuan did not speak, Monk Wenzui was not angry, but there was a quiet coldness in his eyes, and his tone was a little colder, and he said grimly, "Since you know my identity, then today
I can’t even let you leave alive.”
As he spoke, the drunken monk suddenly swung his palm hard at the wine jar next to him, and the huge wine jar immediately hit Yang Xuan hard.
Yang Xuan didn't dodge, he kicked to the side in the air and hit the flying wine jar fiercely.
There was just a muffled sound, and the wine vat was knocked upside down by Yang Xuan's kick. Yang Xuan himself also felt a huge impact. After landing, he staggered back several steps before he managed to stabilize himself.
Body shape.
Seeing the wine jar being knocked back, the Wenzui monk quickly raised his hand to lift the wine jar, but as soon as his palm touched the wine jar, he also felt a powerful impact sweeping over him.
boom!
Monk Wenzui was also shaken by the powerful impact and took a step back.
"It seems I still underestimate you too much!"
This time, monk Wenzui's eyes finally flashed with undisguised surprise, "I didn't expect that you are so young and have such a level of cultivation. Sure enough, there are many talented people in this generation. It seems that something happened outside during the more than ten years that I have been hiding from the world.
Lots of changes!”
"It's just a pity. If a genius like you had met me more than ten years earlier, I might have accepted you as my apprentice, but now, you have to die."
"But since you are so talented, you can tell me your name, and I can build a monument for you after your death."
When the drunken monk said these words, there was no ridicule in his eyes, but sincerity.
Perhaps in his opinion, this is indeed the best respect for a person.
Yang Xuan smiled coldly, "You are right, the world outside has indeed undergone earth-shaking changes."
"Fortunately, you chose to hide. Otherwise, garbage like you would have been chopped up and fed to dogs long ago!"
Yang Xuan's words were not simply to stimulate the other party, nor were they boasting indiscriminately.
There are hundreds of forces, large and small, in the dark world, and they are constantly fighting against each other.
But there are still some things that everyone recognizes among these forces. For example, the Dark World has a kill list.
Anyone who can be on this hunted list must have done some evil things that make all forces resentful.
Since the rise of the Xuanzi Army, many villains on the hunt list have been eliminated one after another.
In order to better clean up these villains, Dark World has also divided this list and allocated the names on this list accordingly according to the strength of each force.
As long as the names on this list have not been killed or have disappeared within fifty years, their names will remain on this list.
And Wenzui Monk happened to be one of the names on the Xuanzi Army's hunting list!