Whether it is Ye Qingxuan or Yan Suya, they are the most outstanding figures in the young generation of the Baidao martial arts world, and they are also the most noble guest of the Hat Yang Gang. The people who came to speak so arrogantly that they immediately aroused public anger.

Lu Boling's grandson slapped the table without saying a word, slammed the table with a bang and shouted: "Which bastard who eats people and doesn't speak human beings? How can I let outsiders talk about it if I eat, and die!"

Hahaha……

A burst of laughter, and the cold voice of the visitor sounded: "Xiayang Gang? But the mice in the dark corners are also worthy of being eyed? I will step on your territory now, what can you do to me?"

When this person spoke, his voice was still far away from the street. When he finished speaking, he was already above the square under the "Wangjiang Tower".

It is approaching midnight.

The street suddenly became quiet and the sound of pedestrians, cars and horses could not be heard.

Not far from the south of Xiayang Gang is the pier. There are countless flowers and willow alleys nearby. In the past, singing and dancing are peaceful and extremely lively.

But all these brothels and casinos closed tonight. Obviously, they had already received news that there would be a life-and-death battle here, for fear of harming the fish.

Hulala, the heroes rushed to the railing together and looked down. They saw a heroic and noble man standing in the yard with his hands on his back. He was wearing a snow-white samurai suit, with two Yingzhou samurai swords with long and short waist, wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. His eyes were indeed very charming.

If it weren't for the anger and resentment that could not be hidden in the corners of his eyes at this moment, he would definitely be a rare rich and beautiful young man in the world.

When they saw this person, everyone in Xiayang Gang looked at each other, not knowing who the person was. Many of the disciples of Fengyi Pavilion took a breath. Ye Qingxuan even sneered and waved his hand to greet him, "I said that old friend is so familiar with each other. It turns out that it was Huangfu Tairen, the 'Seventh Prince' of that year. Hey, no, right? You shouldn't be Huangfu Tairen. You are Zhao Fengchan's son, that's Zhao Tairen... It's not right. What's your real name in Yingzhou? Oh, by the way, Shentong... Tairen... Oh, it's messy, very messy. That guy with the three surnames, tell me, what's your name?"

Wow—

Everyone on the Wangjiang Tower burst into laughter.

It turns out that this is the Seventh Prince of the Spy of Yingzhou.

Although Huangfu Tairen is not familiar to everyone in the Green Forest, his deeds have long been spread throughout the world.

Swearing without revealing your shortcomings, and hitting others without slapping them in the face.

As soon as Ye Qingxuan said this, Huangfu Tairen's face turned red with anger and could not say a word.

Huangfu Tairen killed his brother Zhao Qingting and snatched a leaking boat, but almost drowned in the river. Fortunately, Jiang Jiyue arrived in time and rescued Huangfu Tairen, who was holding the wooden board, to the shore.

Huangfu Tairen failed to implement the major plan and broke up with his father Zhao Fengchan. Yingzhou naturally could not go back and could only rely on Jiang Jiyue and eventually became a lackey of the White Lotus Sect.

This time he fought with Ye Qingxuan again, and he couldn't wait to avenge his previous shame, so he tried his best to fight. However, he didn't expect that Ye Qingxuan was so clever that he ignited all his anger as soon as he appeared, and even blocked him from saying a word of refutation for a long time.

"By Brother Ye..." Huangfu Tairen gave up talking nonsense with Ye Qingxuan, slowly pulled out the narrow samurai sword from his waist, and said coldly: "Now I have worshipped under the tent of Zhu Wusheng, the White Lotus God Sect, cut off all the causes and conditions in the previous life, and given the name "Jingkong"..."

"Have you changed your name again?" Ye Qingxuan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The name has been changed four times, and the master I worshipped has also changed several times. You said you are so boring."

Huangfu Tairen cursed: "The surname of Ye, please don't talk nonsense with me here, come down and die!"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Boling's grandson Lu Wanghai was young and energetic, and was already impatient, shouting: "You dare to be rude and let the person surnamed Lu meet you!"

After saying that, without waiting for everyone to reply, he turned over and jumped down from the four-story "Wangjiang Tower", which was so high that everyone was startled.

This young man is too ignorant of the world. With his unnatural skills, how could he be Huangfu Tairen's opponent?

Lu Boling couldn't speak out. Seeing that his grandson had already jumped off the stairs, he couldn't help but shout a little, but heard Ye Qingxuan say loudly on the side: "Don't worry, brother Lu, this person is mine, you can wait..."

call--

Lu Wanghai felt a huge suction force coming from behind, and his body, which had already fallen halfway, suddenly returned to the tower. He was dragged back by Ye Qingxuan with a move [Capture the Dragon and the Crane].

A figure passed by, and Ye Qingxuan stood on the square instead of Lu Wanghai.

"this……"

Lu Wanghai was shocked and was about to speak out, but unexpectedly he was sandwiched between his senior brother Peng Danian and deputy gang leader Yu Huaizhi, one left and one right.

"Haizi, don't make trouble." Peng Danian was still scared and grabbed Lu Wanghai's arm tightly.

Yu Huaizhi, who was on the other side, said nothing, pointed at the acupoint on the side of Lu Wanghai's ribs and whispered: "This battle cannot be missed, otherwise it will hurt morale. Haizi will be calm."

Yu Huaizhi was wise and always respected Lu Wanghai. Knowing that he did not point out his martial arts skills in public, he was embarrassed to lose. He could only sigh helplessly and wait for the result of the off-field battle.

Ye Qingxuan went downstairs and looked at Huangfu Tairen and laughed: "You four-subscribed slaves are so brave! You dare to come to the appointment alone. I haven't seen each other for a long time. Today, Ye wants to try how much you have and whether you have made progress than before."

Huangfu Tairen is worthy of being a martial arts master. He calmed down in a few breaths. Then he pulled out the short ribs between his waist and said calmly: "I was about to ask Brother Ye for advice."

As soon as the ancient-shaped rib gap was unsheathed, the scene suddenly shone coldly.

Ye Qingxuan frowned and said coldly: "Tianye Cloud?"

Unexpectedly, the "Tianye Cloud" treasure sword of the number one master in Yingzhou, finally came to Huangfu Tairen.

"Brother Ye has good eyesight."

Huangfu Tairen had a long sword in one hand and Tianyeyun in the other hand. A bright weapon was standing in front of him. He cherished a lot of swords and said slowly: "This precious sword left by his master is just a pity for snow... After I kill you today, my next target is Situ Lingfeng."

"Say, speak shamelessly."

clang!

The Bilan Sword on Ye Qingxuan's waist suddenly unsheathed, and a green light flashed Huangfu Tairen's eyes.

The sword light suddenly appeared, and a cool sword energy had reached Huangfu Tairen's throat.

when--

A clear sound shook the world.

Huangfu Tairen used the light of "Tianye Cloud" backhand to stimulate Ye Qingxuan's eyes, and then slashed the samurai sword in the other hand in the wind, instantly swinging Ye Qingxuan's throat-breaking sword.

Faced with Ye Qingxuan's habit of making tricks, he had already practiced it countless times in his heart. First of all, he had a draw with Ye Qingxuan.

Midnight is coming.
Chapter completed!