Chapter 257 The helplessness of master practitioners
"stop"
The glass on the wall shattered, and a figure shot into the room.
"Dad," Xia Tienan called.
The person who came was none other than the helmsman of the Xia family, Xia Xinhong, one of the few young masters in Hua'an City.
Yihu's expression became solemn, and the aura around Xia Xinhong clearly indicated that he had reached the master-level cultivation level, and his cultivation level was not low.
However, if he wants to leave, no one can stop him, but today he has no choice but to give up on asking about the ruins.
After getting the information about the dragon in the Hushan ruins, he has gained a lot.
Suddenly, a blade of light flashed across the sky and struck directly at the Winged Tiger.
"Good thief"
Yihu was furious and could not move. A sword light shot out from his hand and collided with the sudden sword light.
There was an endless stream of sword light, one strike was completed, followed by two strikes, three strikes, and four strikes.
The sword-light moves are vicious and never leave the weak points of the Winged Tiger. With just one hit, the Winged Tiger will be seriously injured or even killed.
Yihu was so angry that he drew his sword and slashed out of the window, but the man was lying outside the window, fighting with Yihu through the window.
Yan Dongliang, who was knocking on the chair, swallowed his saliva. Office 8888, the most luxurious office in the Bawang Building, had suffered a lot this time. It would cost money to renovate it.
For a moment, he felt as if he had lost a son.
After all, this is a master battlefield. Yan Dongliang thought about it and decided to stay away. He took a closer look and saw that all the people who were present had now withdrawn more than ten meters away. He was the only one left smashing chairs in the middle.
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"Ge Lao Tzu's, Mom sells batches."
The sword flashed in all directions, and some power spattered out, hitting him like a whip.
Yan Dongliang cursed a few words, kept humming, and crawled forward.
"Shang Lao is really getting stronger with age and is as powerful as before," Xia Xinhong said in admiration.
The person who came was none other than Shang Wenwu, the ancestor of the merchants. Nowadays, very few people know his full name. He is Xia Xinhong, also known only as Mr. Shang.
Shang Zheng'an looked at the sky. In the business, Shang Wenwu was the only one who could do anything. He would do anything if he disagreed, and he treated outsiders the same way.
If you encounter this master practitioner of Winged Tiger, fight him directly.
"Exquisite sword skills, Shang Lao can put this man at a disadvantage within a hundred moves." At some point, Gu Changying appeared behind everyone.
"Brother Gu, you're a little late here. You'll be punished with a move." Xia Xinhong pointed at the two people fighting and smiled. He didn't say three drinks as a penalty, but he was thinking about when Gu Changying would use a move to improve the situation of the battle.
"You all took the aircraft, and I jumped a few blocks, so I got here quickly." Gu Changying said helplessly. The travel conditions of the two parties were different. If he had driven a car, the speed would have been even slower.
"A few brats who cause trouble"
Gu Changying had a face on his face when he received Xu Zhi's message. He was still a little confused at the time. He didn't expect that his good daughter would sell his message to Xu Zhi so quickly as a backend.
Not to mention that this kid just happened to use it. Gu Changying stared at Yihu's moves. He could see the path of Yihu's sword. The focus of practice was completely different from Dongyue's.
"Foreign villains"
Shang Zheng'an shook his head. He was not capable enough, and his ancestor came to help. However, in front of these two people, he could not speak on some topics, and he felt a little aggrieved.
From the perspective of a few people, they knew that there was nothing wrong with the juniors, which was why they did not swarm them, otherwise they would have to flee no matter how hard the Winged Tigers could fight.
If there is no life-and-death hatred, no one among the same level would be willing to kill a master cultivator. Among the cultivators, no one has any means to save his life.
The bigger your family fortune is, the more you think about it. Without complete assurance, no one dares to fight for life or death.
Xia Xinhong's words to Gu Changying were also full of temptation, which made Xia Tienan so out of control that he knew something very unpleasant had happened without even thinking about it.
If he could kill the Yihu with one blow, he wouldn't mind striking violently at that time.
"Your Excellency, if you draw a sword again, I will point it at you juniors."
Yihu said loudly that in terms of swordsmanship, he was not as good as the person in front of him, and now he was vaguely defeated. If the fight continued, he would have to shed some blood to escape.
What made him feel aggrieved was that this man didn't even have a chance to disagree, so he just drew his sword and struck, making him hastily accept the fight. After fighting for a long time, he still didn't know whether the other person was a man or a woman, old or young.
The visitor was dressed in a black robe, with his whole body covered tightly in it, and his face was covered with a dark mask, which made people look chilling.
"Hmph, spare your life."
With an old voice, Yihu finally understood what kind of character he was facing.
Shang Wenwu waved his black robe, and he had already entered Room 8888. He looked around coldly, and when he saw Xia Xinhong and Gu Changying, he just nodded slightly.
Yihu also climbed over the wall and looked at everyone present.
With three masters, he now somewhat understood what Yan Dongliang was afraid of.
Yan Dongliang and their mere trading feelings have not yet reached the point where they can compete with the masters.
"I'm afraid your Excellency is going to say something. You think I have no one in Dongyue and bully me to wait for the younger generation."
Xia Xinhong stepped out. He was only forty-one or twelve years old now, but his appearance remained as young as that of a twenty-seven-year-old.
"I apologize to everyone for this matter. I have offended many people, so please forgive me."
However, the arrogance from before was no longer visible in Yihu's eyes. He apologized without hesitation, and even bowed.
"People from Yingguo" Gu Changying said in a low voice.
"No wonder he apologized so simply," Xia Xinhong cursed in his mind.
For people in Ying to apologize is as simple as eating and drinking. The customs of the two countries are fundamentally different. In Ying, apologizing is a science. You must learn to apologize at any time. This knowledge has even been incorporated into children's textbooks.
"Hmph, you people from the Ying Kingdom entered my Dongyue and bullied us and no one else. You really acted wantonly and without any scruples."
Shang Wenwu said coldly: "I don't know what you are planning when you enter Dongyue. Go back to Yingguo quickly. You people are not welcome in Dongyue."
If you want to completely stop Yihu from causing trouble in Hua'an City, deporting him back to your country is the only option.
Although Shang Wenwu was very murderous, he realized after dozens of moves that he couldn't kill the opponent in a short time.
The people of Ying State want to save their lives, move quickly, and hide. There are too many ways to infiltrate and they are hard to guard against. He cannot eradicate the hidden dangers at this moment.
"Dongyue Shangguo has always been the envy of people from small countries like us. Yihu's trip is just for exchanges, so there is no plan."
Yihu was unhurried and looked normal. He talked freely and avoided talking about some questions.
"Don't think that those little tricks you did in Hua'an City were perfect. If we go to Hushan to find Grandmaster Yan, don't regret it."
Shang Wenwu narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Dongliang, making the guy tremble with fear.
It's really scary that Shang Wenwu drew his sword whenever he disagreed.
He is just a high-level cultivator. If Shang Wenwu takes action, he doesn't know how he will die.
"Huh, let's see."
Yihu sneered at a few people, and went straight out of the broken window without taking the stairs.