"That old guy is really biased. He even passed the Medicine King's Divine Whip to you. It seems that the old guy thinks highly of you." Yang Cheng sneered and said: "If I kill you, will the old guy Angered to death.”
"Hmph, you are a thief who deceives the master and steals his name. You are not worthy of mentioning the master's name. You will risk your life." Ouyang Ming pulled out the magic whip from his waist and attacked Yang Cheng.
In a duel between masters, strike first to gain the upper hand.
The two of them fought together, attacking each other with danger, but neither of them held back.
The soldiers and Ah Si were horrified, but they had no way to intervene.
Ah Si frowned, this was the Wangyou Tavern, if they were allowed to fight here, who would dare to come here to have a drink.
Not coming to have a drink is a small matter, but breaking the equipment here is a big deal. This place was built with great effort by my aunt. It has my aunt's longing for the master and cannot be destroyed.
I thought so, but those two people were fighting fiercely. If I intervened, I would definitely anger these two people. If they turned around and dealt with me, I would not be their opponent.
In addition, the city lord's palace is so powerful that it would be difficult to create a conflict between the city lord's palace and the Wangyou Tavern.
what to do? what to do?
Ah Si's palms were sweating, and he couldn't think of any good ideas.
At this time, there was only a roar, and then a figure was seen flying out and hitting the pillar in the main hall of Wangyou Tavern.
The person hit the pillar and slid along the pillar to the ground.
Ah Si turned around and saw who it was if it wasn't Ouyang Ming.
Ouyang Ming touched his chest, blood streaming from his face. Obviously, the injury was serious.
Ouyang Ming stared at Yang Cheng bitterly. He tried his best to get up and continue fighting. However, his body was injured in many places and he was unable to stand up.
Yang Cheng is now a few feet away from Ouyang Ming, and he still maintains the posture of pushing his palm to attack Ouyang Ming.
They were so fast that no one else could react in the flash of lightning.
Yang Cheng put away his hammers and yelled, "Humph, if you want to fight me, you have to go back and practice for a few years."
"You." Ouyang Ming pointed at Yang Cheng angrily. He was about to yell, but when he opened his mouth, his muscles pulled the wound on his body and spit out a large mouthful of blood again.
Seeing that Ouyang Ming was unable to fight anymore, Yang Cheng roared loudly and said: "I thought that the old guy had so many great disciples, but it seems that he is just a coward with no use."
"I think that I, Yang Cheng, am extremely smart and have a lot of wisdom. I have been a disciple for many years and I am also the senior brother of my sect. However, that old man refuses to teach me the sect's secret canon. Not only does he not teach me the sect's secret canon, he also forces me to do so. Tear me and my junior sister apart forever."
Yang Cheng walked up to Ouyang Ming in a few steps, grabbed Ouyang Ming's collar, and said, "Not only that, I went on a date with my junior sister, but the old immortal knew about it and beat me thirty times with a stick and locked me up in a I was not given food for three days and three nights at Duanshan Cliff. Did you know that Duanshan Cliff is a place for people? Not only that, the old guy was afraid that I would escape, so he tied me up and put me under a waterfall dozens of feet high. The waterfall hit me and froze me for three days and three nights. If I hadn't been lucky, I would have died long ago."
"You think, shouldn't I be against such a master?"
Yang Cheng tightened his grip on Ouyang Ming's collar once he said a word. Ouyang Ming was originally seriously injured, but now Yang Cheng was grabbing him so hard that he couldn't even speak.
"The city lord is mighty, kill him."
The soldiers shouted to kill Ouyang Ming.
Ah Si knew that if he didn't stand up now, Yang Cheng would definitely kill Ouyang Ming.
Although he admires Ouyang Ming, he will not protect him.
Ouyang Ming can die, but not in the Wangyou Tavern.
Ah Si mustered up his courage and said: "City Master Yang, I don't care about your affairs, and I don't care. However, this is the Wangyou Tavern. If City Master Yang kills people here, that's not allowed."
"Tch, who are you? City Lord Yang, do you still need your helpless person to guide you when doing things?"
"Yeah, who are you?"
"That's right, the huge Qianshan City belongs to City Lord Yang, your little tavern is nothing."
The soldiers were very dissatisfied.
Ah Si glanced at the aggrieved soldiers and said, "Although I am nothing, this is Wangyou Winery, Miss Youmeng's Wangyou Winery. If you insist on killing people here today, I can't stop you." but……"
Yang Cheng said angrily: "But what?"
Ah Si said: "You all know that Miss Youmeng worked hard to manage this winery. Everyone also knows Miss Youmeng's temper. If Miss Youmeng knows that someone ignores the rules of the winery and kills people here, she will be very unhappy. of."
When Ah Si said something special, he deliberately raised his voice so that everyone could hear it clearly.
Everyone has also heard that Miss Youmeng, who sees the dragon but never ends, is a ruthless character and not easy to mess with.
Not only is Miss Youmeng not easy to mess with, this winery is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface.
Although the winery is usually very peaceful with people coming and going, in fact the winery is very mysterious.
All sects and martial arts circles in the world are unwilling to offend the winery. The winery seems to be doing business, but in fact it is a liaison point for various sects.
Miss Youmeng looks like a young lady with no backer. In fact, all the martial arts circles in the world have her backers. As long as she is willing, the martial arts circles in the world are willing to fight for her.
This is why she, a weak woman, dares to open a winery here, but no one dares to cause trouble.
When Ah Si mentioned Miss Youmeng, Yang Cheng felt a little guilty, but things were already like this. If he didn't kill Ouyang Ming, the soldiers would not listen to his orders in the future, and he would lose his prestige.
"You threaten me." Yang Cheng said.
Ah Si cupped his fists and said, "I don't dare. I'm just stating a fact. If City Master Yang insists on killing, then just kill him."
Ah Si spread his hands and sat on the chair, as if everything here had nothing to do with him.
Yang Cheng was in a dilemma, whether to kill or not to kill.
But he has been fighting for many years and has seen many days of licking blood from his knife edge. Ah Si cannot be frightened by just a few words.
"You think I don't dare?" Yang Cheng raised his hand and slapped Ouyang Ming on the head.
Ouyang Ming knew that there was nothing he could do to save his life, so he closed his eyes and waited for death.
"presumptuous."
There was a sudden roar, and then a hidden weapon flew out of the inner room.
The hidden weapon was very fast, and before Yang Cheng could react, it pierced the palm of his hand.
"ah."
Yang Cheng screamed and rolled back a few steps. His right arm drooped and his face turned purple.
One look at it and you could tell he wasn't feeling well.
Yang Cheng clicked on his right arm a few times to seal several acupuncture points so that the injured area on his right arm would no longer bleed.
Seeing that the city lord was injured, all the soldiers gathered around Yang Cheng and were on alert throughout the process.
After doing this, Yang Cheng endured the pain of the wound and said: "What kind of rat, you can't be considered a hero if you hide your head and show your tail."
"Get out of here." He slapped his left hand towards the inner room.
"bump."
Although his palm was an ordinary one, it still had six levels of skill. Wherever the palm wind touched, chairs and other objects were shattered by his palm wind.
It crashed.
"City Lord Yang is so majestic. Are you going to demolish the little girl's winery?"
A soft female voice came from the inner room, and a woman walked out following the voice.
