"What kind of wine is this? I haven't drunk it before?" Sikong Changfeng asked as he tasted the smell of the wine.

"My new brew has not been named yet. How does it taste?" asked Baili Dongjun.

At this time, Zhong Lixun suddenly stood up, and Sikong Changfeng's eyes also changed, becoming sharp.

Both of them obviously heard the sound of footsteps approaching outside.

"Hmph, whether it's delicious or not, I have to find two guests to try it."

"Brother Sikong is wrong. Do you think the villain will come to taste wine with us calmly?"

The two came to the restaurant.

"Oh, it's you." Baili Dongjun recognized at first glance the person was the follower of the man who came to drink during the day, so he was not prepared and did not care about the word "bad guest" mentioned by Zhongli Xun, and went up alone.

"We are just trying new wine, so you guys come and have a drink."

It’s a pity that Baili Dongjun’s enthusiasm was to be missed after all. The thinnest of the two drew their swords and stabbed Baili Dongjun.

Sikong Changfeng immediately took action, and he used his spear to block the sword. The spear jumped on the ground and then started fighting with him.

When the two fought, Sikong Chang's wind spear was fierce. As the saying goes, one inch long and one inch strong, it will gain the upper hand after a few moves.

Then he slashed down and repelled his opponent.

The attendant stepped back, and his right arm was a little sore, looking at Sikong Changfeng in front of him.

He never expected that he would be at a disadvantage in the battle, and could even be called crushing.

"Kui Zheng, how about it?" asked another servant named Le Zheng.

"With your martial arts, you won't be an unknown person, please report it to the name."

The entire Beili is not counted as those experts in the army. There are many people who use guns in the world. Kui Zheng is interested in exploring the other party's bottom, so he asked.

"A coincidence, I am still a nameless person. I have never seen my parents since I was a child. They grew up eating a hundred families and lived in a temple. They have never had a surname, and no one has given them a name. But they are born empty and they are empty, which is also good. I took my surname Sikong and I am willing to turn into a long wind and never return."

"Okay! Domineering, I will introduce myself like this in the future." Zhong Lixun's eyes lit up. Why did he think of such a handsome self-introduction?

"So my name is Si-Kong-Chang-Feng!"

Sikong Changfeng said and fought, and the more he fought, he became stronger and stronger. Finally, he jumped in the air and stabbed his own killing shot.

But Kui Zheng and another servant named Le Zheng joined forces to block it.

"It turned out to be a nameless person." Kui Zheng ignored his long bold introduction and just sneered, "You might have been famous in the world, but you only regret that you came to the wrong place."

The two teamed up to attack Sikong Changfeng

Sikong Changfeng suddenly lifted his gun, then smashed it down, forcing the two servants to retreat continuously. Sikong Changfeng was not at all inferior to the slightest against two, and the two could only passively defend. The bold words just now immediately became a joke. Sikong Changfeng was proud and confused.

Logically speaking, the other party must be sure to win when he comes to the door. How could the white-browed man in Bai Ri send two people with poor strength above him?

While thinking, the two servants suddenly jumped and flashed to both sides. The long swords were put into the scabbard and jumped towards Sikong Changfeng.

Sikong Changfeng was stunned and was about to return the shot, but he heard two crisp sounds that almost coincided.

"Sword drawing technique?" Sikong Changfeng recognized the moves that the two wanted to take.

Sikong Changfeng swung his spear back at an almost impossible speed, and for a moment, the winery began to swell.

"Break!" Sikong Changfeng shouted softly, swept up with a gun, and shot it out.

But he was blocked by a knife.

A butcher holding a butcher knife.

Remove bones and cut meat, and bloom on the bones.

Sikong Changfeng pestled on the ground with a spear and said with a smile: "So this is the real master."

He knew Baili Dongjun who came because they had bought each other's things.

The butcher opposite the door held his bone-clearing knife and looked at the people in the house with cold eyes.

"I'm sorry, senior." The attendant Le Zheng bowed his fists.

"It seems that the people on this whole street are in the same group as the white-browed man in the daytime. You come to kill me because we open a tavern here?" Baili Dongjun walked up and said.

"yes."

"It's a joke. Life is a very precious thing. Everyone only has one. We don't have the right to deprive others of their lives at will."

Listening to Baili Dongjun's speech, Sikong Changfeng didn't know how many times he had no choice but to hold his forehead, but Zhong Li Xun, who was silent on the side, nodded in agreement, raised a thumb and said, "Brother Bai said it well, incisive."

"Hey—where, where, it was taught by my father." Baili Dongjun scratched his head with a humble look on his face.

The butcher didn't pay attention to the two of them, but looked at Sikong Changfeng and slowly said two words:

"idiot?"

"What did you say?" When he heard this, Baili Dongjun immediately stopped. He was the Dusun of the Marquis of Xi, the famous little overlord of Qiandong City, who had never been so despised.

Sikong Changfeng sighed and patted his shoulder: "Don't you understand yet? The Gu family has been surrounded by them, and we are in the way of doing things in the Yan family."

Ignoring Baili Dongjun, who was still a little confused, Sikong Changfeng asked again: "I only ask one question. If we leave here immediately, can you let us go?"

The butcher shook his head and said in two more words:

"cannot."

"Then let's not talk nonsense, fight!" Sikong Changfeng stepped forward with a gun and rushed straight to the butcher. The spear was freed like a dragon, with amazing momentum.

But the butcher didn't even raise his eyelids, but just raised his machete and gently lifted it to block the spear.

The butcher held a bone-clearing knife in his hand, which was as delicate and light as an embroidered needle in his hand.

Between the sword dance, sword flowers appeared.

Remove bones and cut meat, and bloom on the bones.

The butcher's superb swordsmanship made Zhongli Xun, who was watching the battle, diligently praised it.

The butcher made another powerful and powerful slash, and Sikong Changfeng raised his spear and struggled to resist it.

"You are the official law in your life, and you are the one who dies. You are the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one

"yes."

Sikong Changfeng's momentum began to be very strong, but then he began to be powerless. Thirteen consecutive shots were blocked by Yan Qiansui. At this time, Sikong Changfeng was already a little panting.

"Your marksmanship is incomplete." Yan Qiansui is a real old man. After a while of fighting, he saw Sikong Changfeng's bottom.

Sikong Changfeng retreated to Baili Dongjun and the others, calmed down while saying, "I can't beat it!"

"Ah!" Baili Dongjun was shocked. Since taking in Sikong Changfeng, all the people who came to find trouble in the past were beaten away. Unexpectedly, they met so many amazing people today.

"Then do you have any other way?"

"I have one last move. If I can survive this move, you run towards the door and I'll take you out."

Sikong Changfeng told Baili Dongjun, and Zhong Lixun came out.

"I said, did Brother Sikong forget? You can't beat me, I'm still there!"

"Yes, Brother Zhongli, you should be good at martial arts. Can you win?" Baili Dongjun asked the other party in surprise.

Sikong Changfeng also turned his head and looked at it, with expectations in his eyes.

For the first time, Zhonglixun pulled out the sword behind him.

"Shining-"

The long sword was unsheathed and a cold light suddenly appeared.

"Good sword!" When Sikong Changfeng saw the sword in Zhonglixun's hand, he couldn't help but praise.

It was a sword from another world in the pre-Qin period. His master and Zhonglimei, the ancestor of Zhonglixu, were both famous existences in troubled times. However, compared to Zhonglimei, its master was also an existence that everyone knew in later generations, and was called the "Sage of the Sage".

Sword name: "Lingxu."

Chapter completed!