I saw three tables placed in the corner.

There were six figures crowded in front of a table. Five of them were all wearing uniform flame-colored clothing. Each of them had broad palms and breathed carefully.

The leader is an extremely tall young man with a broad body.

Sitting at the same table, he was obviously about a head taller than his companion.

On his side was a pitiful and petite woman.

"A master disciple of Lieyan Martial Arts School..."

Wu Feng whispered, "The one at the head is Cheng Cang, the top young master of Lieyan Martial Arts School, 'Red Iron Hand'. He has mid-to-late stage Qi accumulation."

Suddenly, he looked at the other two tables.

I saw only one young man sitting on one of the tables. The young man was wearing a black robe, with black hair tied together with a ribbon. He just drank wine and ate large pieces of meat.

On his side was a black iron gun.

The baby's arms were as thick as two meters long, and the iron gun exuded a murderous aura.

"Heavy Spear Li Changsheng, the 83rd master on the list of outstanding figures in the Han Wu Kingdom."

Wu Feng whispered solemnly.

"Where's the other table?"

Ning Chuan sipped the strong wine and asked curiously.

There were also a lot of people sitting in front of the third table, five of them, all men, wearing black robes and felt hats. They all had weapons placed in front of the table.

The man in the middle is wearing a fur coat, with long and narrow eyes, very thin lips, and his exposed palms are broad, thick, and covered with calluses. At a glance, he can tell that he has practiced iron sand palm and other martial arts.

Wu Feng looked at it carefully, showed suspicion, shook his head and said, "I don't know him, he shouldn't be from our Han Wu Kingdom."

"Now it's interesting."

Ning Chuan showed the slightest interest.

As soon as the people at these tables came in, there was something wrong with the atmosphere. There was an invisible aura spreading from them, especially those five men. There was a faint spicy aura permeating the air.

Take a closer look,

On the floor around them, a swarm of dead flies lay.

Obviously these people are proficient in poisonous arts.

"snort!"

Suddenly, a cold snorting sound came out.

Over at Lieyan Martial Arts Hall, the leader of the 'Red Iron Hand' Cheng Cang spoke coldly and looked coldly at the five strange men.

"People from the Shadow Poison Sect dare to enter the Holy City. Do you really think that all the heroes in the world are blind? I'm afraid that the Holy City will no longer be a place for rats like you."

Everyone in all directions was secretly surprised and looked at him.

"Shadow Poison Sect? The Shadow Poison Sect, a famous leftist sect in the Qin Dynasty?"

"No way?"

"It is said that the Shadow Poison Sect has a paranoid and ruthless behavior, is proficient in poison techniques, and has always liked to work in the Qinchuan generation. How did you enter the Holy City this time?"

…

Even Wu Feng was shocked and incredulous, "Shadow Poison Sect? Is it them?"

He subconsciously clenched his sword tightly, almost wanting to help.

"What? When will it be your Lieyan Martial Arts School that has the final say in the Holy City?"

On the other side of the Shadow Poison Gate, the leader of the young man's voice was hoarse and sinister, "We entered the Holy City in a dignified manner without committing any crimes. Do you still have to care about this matter? The seniors in the Holy City didn't say anything, and you, the Lieyan Martial Arts School, didn't do anything.

Dare to mind our business."

"What a loud tone!"

Chitie hand Cheng Cang said indifferently, "Can you really guarantee that you have not committed any crime? Didn't you kill Miss Lin's entire family?"

"Brother Wu, please make the decision for the little girl."

The girl next to her was on the verge of tears and her face was pale.

"What a joke, when did you see all the young people in our family who killed this woman?"

The young man who headed the Shadow Poison Sect sneered, looked at the petite girl with a pair of pale yellow eyes, and said in a cold voice, "You bitch, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense, otherwise you will easily die!"

"presumptuous!"

Hematite hand Cheng Cang shouted sharply, clapped his palm, and a cage of chopsticks flew up in front of him instantly. When he swept it away with his palm, it made a clatter, as if it turned into a flying knife, and shot towards the masters of the Shadow Poison Sect.

go.

The young man at the head of the Shadow Poison Sect had cold eyes, and he sat still on the spot. His broad sleeves had already swept past him. With a bang, a strong wind swept across and swept away all the flying chopsticks in an instant.

At the same time, there was even more poisonous energy in the air, sweeping towards the girl next to Cheng Cang like lightning at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

The girl's expression instantly turned pale.

Cheng Cang, the red iron hand, jumped up in front of the girl. His palm became scarlet and hot, like a red-hot iron. He struck out with one palm, directly shattering the poisonous energy that came quickly, and then struck out with his palm.

The momentum did not diminish, and with an extremely terrifying aura, it quickly blasted directly towards the young man headed by the Shadow Poison Sect.

The young man at the head of the Shadow Poison Sect had ice-cold eyes, his body swayed, and as fast as an afterimage, he faced the red iron hand Cheng Cang in an instant.

On the entire third floor of the restaurant, everyone's expressions changed suddenly, and they quickly retreated to make room.

They have almost become accustomed to it.

Fights between Jianghu heroes often occur in this Zuixian Building. In order to prevent the floors from collapsing, the shopkeeper has even reinforced the floors more than once.

Boom!

In an instant, Cheng Cang was fighting with the Shadow Poison Sect master, and an extremely terrifying wave erupted between the two. The tables, chairs and benches around him were shaken to pieces, and cracks appeared on the entire floor.

Boom boom boom boom!

The two quickly exchanged blows.

Ning Chuan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly stabilized the table in front of him to prevent the food in front of him from being knocked over.

But at this moment, a strange scene occurred.

Some Jianghu travelers and business travelers who were retreating rapidly from all directions suddenly changed their expressions, let out pitiful groans, and fell to the ground without any warning. Their faces turned black, foaming at the mouth, and they began to convulse violently on the ground.

Ning Chuan's eyes narrowed when he saw it.

"poisonous!"

"No, his palm wind is poisonous, everyone, please hold your breath!"

Wu Feng opened his mouth and shouted.

But as soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed. He suddenly felt dizzy, his respiratory tract was burning, and his vision immediately blurred.

This poisonous palm is so terrifying!

"Brother Wu!"

Ning Chuan's body flashed, and he quickly helped Wu Feng up, sealing the large points around his body like lightning, and then used his internal power to directly pat Wu Feng behind him to help him resolve the poison.

Whoosh whoosh!

The remaining four masters of the Shadow Poison Sect also quickly jumped out and rushed towards the girl.

The five martial arts disciples beside the girl had angry expressions on their faces and hurriedly faced the four Shadow Poison Sect masters.

For a time, the scene became even more chaotic.

Everyone fought directly together.

The sounds of fists and feet clashing and the howling wind kept ringing out, deafening, and the thick poisonous wind in the air quickly filled the air.

Two of the masters of the Shadow Poison Sect suddenly took out hidden weapons from their arms and started firing poisonous needles.

Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

The sound was harsh, and the entire restaurant was densely packed with poisonous needles flying like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.

The expressions of the five disciples of Lieyan Martial Arts School changed, and they quickly waved their sleeves to resist with all their strength. There was a clanging sound, and many poisonous needles were swept by them flying everywhere.

There were even many poisonous needles flying directly towards Ningchuan and the others.

Ning Chuan was furious, and after forcing the poison out of Wu Feng's body, he suddenly grabbed the long sword on the table and began to dance.

He has great strength, and the long sword is like a heavy hammer in his hand, dancing like a whirlpool.

Click!

The poisonous needles that flew randomly were swept away quickly, and then exploded one after another, like rotten wood, vulnerable to a blow.

The expressions of the four Shadow Poison Sect masters changed, and they suddenly turned back to look at Ning Chuan.

"Are there any masters?"
To be continued...