Zhuangyuan Building.
This is the largest restaurant in this small border town. The gold-lettered signboard is shining in the sun. As soon as you enter the door, you can see the friendly and fat shopkeeper, bowing and smiling at the guests.
Yu Liancheng had entered the Zhuangyuan Building. He chose a seat by the window, ordered a few side dishes and a pot of the most famous "Zhuangyuan Wine". He raised his eyes and looked into the distance. He could see a majestic mansion. Di.
"big boss……"
Yu Liancheng murmured.
That mansion is naturally the big boss's residence.
The big boss also knows that he is hated by people, so he not only hired dozens of masters, but also equipped the nursing home with powerful bows and crossbows. If not, how could he have maintained his position as the big boss until now.
"The big boss can do such a big business, so he can't be too stupid anyway. How could he do such a stupid thing..." Yu Liancheng frowned slightly, showing a thoughtful look. After fighting Xie Xiaofeng, he returned to this small border town and encountered many attacks and killings along the way.
With his reputation, the big boss must have heard about it. Even if we have to deal with him, we should go all out and mobilize with all our strength. But besides making Yu Liancheng notice him, what else can this kind of petty fight do for him?
"In other words, this matter was not instigated by the big boss, but someone secretly played tricks to get me to take action against the big boss?" Yu Liancheng thought, and quickly shook his head indifferently.
"No matter what, I want to take off the big boss's head. And the person behind the scenes... hehe..."
Lao Miaozi's family has been sent away by Yu Liancheng. Without this constraint, no matter what he does, it will be much easier.
The food and wine were on the table, and Yu Liancheng picked up his chopsticks to taste them.
At this moment, a carriage stopped under the golden signboard of "Zhuangyuan Building", and a man stepped out of the carriage with a long sword hanging from his waist. He looked handsome and dashing.
The man had already walked to the second floor, followed by an ordinary old groom.
Soon, the man walked up to Yu Liancheng and asked politely: "Excuse me, are you Yu Liancheng?"
Although he was asking Yu Liancheng, there was a natural arrogance in his words.
This is a kind of arrogance flowing in the blood and bone marrow. It is an innate arrogance since birth. It is conceivable that his family must be prominent and his birth must be noble.
Yu Liancheng nodded.
The smile on the man's face became even wider and he said, "My name is Xia Houxing. I guess you know me."
When he said this, his attitude became even more arrogant.
He should indeed be proud.
Because he is Xiahou Xing, the young owner of Xiahou Villa.
Flame Mountain, Red Cloud Valley, Xiahou Villa.
This is also one of the four major aristocratic families in the world, and its reputation in the world is not necessarily inferior to that of Shenjian Villa.
As the young master of Xiahou Villa, Xiahou Xing is already an outstanding figure in the younger generation of martial arts. He will be even more important when he inherits Xiahou Villa in the future, and his status is no lower than that of the heads of famous sects such as Shaolin and Wudang.
Yu Liancheng glanced at him and said nothing.
Xia Houxing added: "I originally wanted to come to this border town to kill someone, but that person was not easy to deal with, so I wanted to kill someone to hone my sword and my killing intent before meeting him."
Yu Liancheng finally spoke: "What you are looking for is Xie Xiaofeng."
Xia Houxing's face turned solemn: "Oh, you know?"
Yu Liancheng nodded and said, "I also know why you are looking for him."
Xia Houxing already had murderous intent in his eyes: "Why?"
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Because your wife likes Xie Xiaofeng, even though she is married to you, she still ran away just to see Xie Xiaofeng again. This is a shame for that man no matter what."
Xia Houxing's face was covered with a layer of chill, and his body seemed to be trembling. He almost gritted his teeth and uttered a few words: "Please...please draw your sword."
He is a descendant of an aristocratic family, and he is also the heir to Xiahou Villa. Even though he is extremely proud deep down, he behaves very gracefully at all times and rarely uses bad words.
Yu Liancheng glanced at him and advised gently: "You are not worthy, get out!"
Xia Houxing's face turned purple with anger: "Please...please..."
Yu Liancheng said amusedly: "What else are you asking for?"
"Please die!"
Xiahou Villa almost yelled this sentence.
Xiahou Xing's sword has been unsheathed.
The name of his sword is very strange and famous, it is called - Lotus Root Broken Silk Lian, Starry Rain Thousand Snake Sword.
With a shake of his hand, a sword suddenly shattered into countless fragments, as if it had turned into thousands of silver snakes, turned into a shower of stars, covering Xiang Yulian City's entire body, and each piece hit the vitals. .
Just from this sword, it can be seen that Xia Houxing's swordsmanship is excellent. He is a first-class swordsman in the world. Coupled with his extremely strange sword, there are not many people who can defeat him.
Yu Liancheng's expression remained unchanged. As soon as he slapped the table, a chopstick flew out and hit one of the fragments.
The struck fragments hit other fragments, and a series of "ding-ding" sounds were heard, like dense rain knocking on the window and beads falling on a jade plate. The hundreds of fragments collided with each other, and the sword was like thousands of poisonous snakes. It was as if someone had suddenly hit him seven inches, and suddenly he fell down weakly.
Xia Houxing's expression changed, his wrist flicked again, and with a "click" sound, the thousands of broken swords suddenly joined together again.
This sword is actually equipped with a special mechanism that can be separated or closed.
When put together, it is a sword. When separated, it becomes thousands of hidden weapons, connected by a silver thread. When the silver wire is tightened and the spring is activated, it becomes a sword again.
Uh-huh!
A sword thrust out.
A quick and urgent sword strike.
Xia Houxing was very confident in this sword.
There was still a smile on Yuliancheng's face. With a tap of chopsticks, the sword light suddenly dissipated. Xia Houxing staggered back as if he had been struck by lightning, almost losing his grip on the sword in his palm.
Yu Liancheng shook his head and sighed: "I don't like Xie Xiaofeng, but Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship is indeed very good. With your current swordsmanship, if he goes all out, you can make five moves at most."
Xia Houxing's anger rose: "Oh, how many tricks can I survive under your hands?"
Yu Liancheng stretched out a finger: "One move, maybe not even one move."
Xia Houxing said nothing.
He has felt insulted like never before.
For the swordsman, it is no less than his wife running away for Xie Xiaofeng.
Then the sword in his hand thrust out again.
The sword light drew out streaks of silver light, filling the void densely.
In an instant, Xiahou Feixing had thrust out thirty-three swords.
This is his unprecedented peak sword.
Both speed and change have reached unprecedented heights.
The bright silver sword light flew up, and it seemed that the entire second floor was covered with a silvery glow.
Yu Liancheng sighed.
Sighing softly, his palms were exposed to the light of the sword.
