The hammer kept falling, and rhythmic music sounded, but it stopped abruptly after Daoming shouted.
The strong man turned around, looking surprised, and then laughed: "Second Junior Brother, can you go down the mountain?"
Dao Ming ran in, hugged the strong man's arm and said with a happy face: "My one-year period is over, I will come to see you immediately."
The strong man pinched Dao Ming's chubby cheeks, then looked at Ye Sheng, a gentle smile appeared on his cheeks, and asked: "You are my junior brother, right?"
"Ye Sheng has met senior brother." Ye Sheng bowed.
"There is no need to be polite. You are my junior brother, and that is my closest relative. You are not allowed to do this again." The senior brother pulled Ye Sheng up and said happily.
"I understand, senior brother." Ye Sheng agreed obediently.
"Okay, today is my happiest moment this year. I have a good junior brother. I won't make swords anymore. Let's go drink." The senior brother said loudly, unable to hide the joy on his face.
Dao Ming pursed his lips, licked his lips, and said, "I want to drink the fragrance of rice flowers."
Ye Sheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Can you drink?"
"Master asked me to take you out. If you go back drunk, I will be punished." Ye Sheng said.
"Don't worry, you won't get drunk after a thousand cups." Dao Ming said proudly.
The senior brother smiled and said: "Junior brother, do you know why Daoming came to me immediately after finishing guarding?"
Ye Sheng looked at Daoming suspiciously: "Isn't he an alcoholic?"
"You guessed it right, every time Dao Ming came to see me, I would take him to drink. He used all the money I made from my shop to drink. The master finally couldn't bear it anymore and banned him in the monastery.
This is one of the reasons." Senior Brother pointed at Dao Ming and said.
"Why are you talking so much? Let's go and have a drink." Dao Ming pulled his senior brother along.
"Wait for me to change clothes." The senior brother couldn't laugh or cry.
Daoming was embarrassed to let go of his senior brother and waited with Ye Sheng.
After a while, the senior brother washed up and changed into a purple robe. His hair was tied up with a long rope. He was very chic and had a unique temperament.
"Let's go, let's get together, brothers and sisters." The eldest brother closed the door.
The three junior brothers had just walked out of the alley when they ran into a dozen or so men with an aggressive attitude. After seeing Ye Sheng, one of them shouted: "Brother Nan, this is the guy who killed the mourning dog."
Brother Nan is a ruthless character. He has a scar on his face. He looks extremely ferocious. He is full of true energy, which is at least the seventh level of the day after tomorrow. He stared at Ye Sheng and said: "Boy, are you the one who killed me?"
The senior brother frowned and said in a deep voice: "Brother Nan, this is my junior brother, what do you want to do?"
Brother Nan glanced at his senior brother, waved his hand and said: "Swordsmith, you are good at making swords. I don't want to kill you. If your junior brother kills a mourning dog, one life will pay for another life. This is the rule of Chang'an Street."
Ye Sheng calmly said: "Isn't it the rules of Chang'an Street that have big fists? When did this bullshit come about? A life for a life."
Brother Nan looked fierce and said with a ferocious smile: "Since you know that big fists are the rules, then just accept death. You are stronger than Sanggou, so you can naturally kill him. Then I am stronger than you, so I can also kill you.
This is the rule of Chang'an Avenue."
Just as Ye Sheng wanted to go out and test his fighting power, senior brother stopped him, showed a smile and said: "On senior brother's territory, no one can hurt you."
"I only call you Brother Nan to give you face. If I don't give you face, who do you think you are and dare to act wild in front of me?" The senior brother strode out with a look of disdain on his face.
"Swordsmith, don't think that because you can make swords, you are safe." Brother Nan's face darkened.
"I am a swordsmith, but I am also a swordsman. In the past, I stayed in the sword furnace in order to hone myself, but do you trash really think I am easy to bully?" The senior brother sneered, stepped forward, and then raised his right hand
With a sudden swing, he used it as a long sword and killed him.
Sonorous!
A sword light in the void turned into a size of ten feet, fell across the sky, and swept away everything.
Phew!
When chopping melons and vegetables, everyone was cut in half. No surprise, even Brother Nan from the seventh heaven.
"This is sword intent." Nan Ge stared at his elder brother with his remaining consciousness, his pupils were horrified and he couldn't believe it.
"You are...you actually...this is impossible..." The upper half of Brother Nan's body fell down, his face full of fright.
The senior brother put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I am just a swordsman with low talent."
Behind them, Ye Sheng and Dao Ming stared wide-eyed. This must be too scary.
Using his hand as a sword, he unleashed powerful sword energy and instantly killed more than a dozen people, including one from the seventh level of the day after tomorrow.
The day after tomorrow, in the Seventh Heaven, even Ye Sheng now does not dare to say that he is completely defeated. Only with the blessing of strength can he defeat. Under the hands of the senior brother, he cannot stop even a single move.
The corpses on the ground were very bright with blood flowing across them. The people watching in the dark all around gasped in disbelief.
The eldest brother saw no change and remained the same, saying: "Let's go, someone else will take care of these clowns, let's go drink."
Daoming cheered: "Let's go drink."
Ye Sheng picked up Dao Ming, stepped over the body, and followed his senior brother to the restaurant.
Immediately after they left, a dozen people came out and removed the bodies. The blood was washed into the sewers, and soon the area returned to its original state.
I don’t know how many times this scene has been staged on Chang’an Street. It’s just that it was Brother Nan who killed people in the past, but today, it’s Brother Nan who was killed.
…
The most prosperous restaurant on Chang'an Street has a nine-story attic.
The consumption here is very high, the food is delicious, the drinks are unique, and the daily income is a huge source of wealth.
The senior brother opened a private room on the third floor, and the third senior brother started chatting freely.
"Sir, what's your name?" Ye Sheng asked curiously.
"Yes, Senior Brother, I still don't know what your name is?" Dao Ming also asked.
"Duanmuyu, you can just call me Senior Brother Muyu." Senior Brother Duanmuyu said.
"Muyu, that's very appropriate. You haven't been successful in the Jixia Academy for three years, so you are indeed a Muyu." Dao Ming said with a smile.
The eldest brother laughed and said: "The eldest brother's talent is low. Even the master said that my talent is a little bit worse than ordinary people. Naturally, I can't compare with the two junior brothers."
"Senior Brother, what about the sword you just made?" Ye Sheng couldn't help but ask. He saw the sword and remembered it in his mind. He kept simulating it, but he couldn't copy it.
It was obviously a very simple slash, but in Ye Sheng's hands, it was just a slash, but in the hands of senior brother, it was a sword move with infinite power.
"That's the sword's intention." Senior Brother said to Ye Sheng.
"What is sword intent?" Ye Sheng and Dao Ming both looked confused.
"Sword intention is a deep meaning given by the person who wields the sword. For example, my sword intention is indomitable. I refine and forge swords every day. I am not only forging swords, but also tempering myself. For three years, I have formed a sword recently.
I mean, this is my first time taking action, so the power is pretty good." Senior Brother Duanmuyu said.