In a restaurant in Kaifeng City.
A young man was drinking alone there, listening to the noise of people in the building. This was a restaurant frequented by people from the underworld. If one wanted to get any news, this was the best place.
"You know what? I'm back in Middle-earth with a thousand cups of wine!"
"What? He can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Could it be that he is the world's number one villain who colluded with Qiao Beiming of the Five Elements Demon Palace to kill Tianshan's first disciple Su Linfeng, and then joined the Four Evils to kill Master Ku Rong of Tianlong Temple?"
"Yes! This time he has returned to the martial arts world, challenging all the masters of both the black and white worlds from north to south. He is so arrogant that he wants to take over the entire Central Plains martial arts world by himself!"
"This kind of lunatic deserves to be killed by everyone! We'll do it another day..."
At this moment, there was a sudden noise downstairs. Before anyone could react, a group of people came up in a hurry. Dozens of people almost covered the entire second floor, and spread along the stairs to the entrance of the restaurant. The person in the lead looked around and waved his hand: "Surround them!"
Led by that man, a group of his men immediately rushed up and surrounded the young man who was drinking alone, with their hands on the handles of their swords. Everyone at the party was a little confused, but the young man who was drinking alone looked up and understood.
The man in the lead was about twenty years old, with a slender face, dressed in black, and a murderous aura. It was obvious that he was a first-class martial arts master who had experienced many battles!
"Sword Lord Twelve?" The young man suddenly laughed, slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, and said, "What's up? Have you been well since we last met in Jiangling?"
When Sword Lord Twelve saw the young man, his expression changed from gloomy to bright, and his sword-holding hand was immediately squeezed and made a creaking sound: "I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, don't be so arrogant, although you are powerful in magic, but my Qingcheng Sect is not a soft persimmon, today I will let you see the boundless power of my Qingcheng swordsmanship!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sword Lord Twelve and the other four Qingcheng disciples attacked almost at the same time. After countless times of coordination, the five of them launched attacks one after another like a violent storm, sweeping out. The rainbow-like sword lights were extremely sharp, and the surrounding air was pressed aside by these sword lights. In the blink of an eye, a vacuum zone formed where Zhou Yi was, and even standing in it, there was a feeling of suffocation.
It has to be said that the perfect coordination of the five men including the Twelve Sword Lords was eye-opening. Even the other people in the restaurant who were watching from the sidelines were secretly amazed. This kind of attack was indeed terrifying.
"Merge!" Sword Lord Twelve's hoarse voice was chilling. The five figures crisscrossed and covered Zhou Yi at the same time. At the same time, the sword shadows that tore through the air seemed to be pulled by some force, gradually merging together to form a more condensed sword shadow.
The sword shadow suddenly shot towards Zhou Yi's eyebrows, like a meteor falling from the sky.
Zhou Yi sat motionless on the small table, holding a wine glass, looking up at the five sword shadows that alternated head to tail, and actually smiled
Amid countless incredulous gazes, Zhou Yi’s white fingers gently moved, slowly rose up, and fell out.
Blocking the attacks of these five people with just one finger? Is this guy crazy
The next moment, an extremely sharp edge burst out from Zhou Yi's fingers. In an instant, Zhou Yi's sword finger was like a peerless sword that could split gold and stone, and it pointed straight forward!
Sounds sonorous!
Zhou Yi's white finger was imprinted fiercely on the dazzling sword shadow. In the blink of an eye, an incomparably terrifying force surged out from the place where the finger was pointed. The long-standing Jiuxiao true qi suddenly turned into a man-eating beast, bang!
Coming forward, five figures were like kites with broken strings, their bodies were thrown into the air, and the long swords in their hands could not withstand such terrifying force. They let out miserable wails, and then broke into pieces of iron and scattered all over the ground.
quiet!
Even though there was a lot of noise outside the restaurant, most people could hear the thump of their own heartbeats...
The Twelve Sword Masters are the chief disciple of Qingcheng Sect. Even if he is not as good as Qianbeibuzui, he is still a top-notch fighter in the martial arts world. The other four must also be carefully selected fighters from Qingcheng Sect. The combined attack of the five of them is actually not as good as a light finger from Qianbeibuzui
Damn, how powerful has this world's number one villain become
Zhou Yi chuckled, slowly stood up from the restaurant, took out some loose silver from his arms and placed it on the table, then slowly walked downstairs.
Seeing Zhou Yi coming, the aggressive Qingcheng disciples and the people in the restaurant who were talking loudly just now were almost silent. Some of them even stepped back a few steps and gave their seats to Zhou Yi, even the Qingcheng disciples who came with Sword Lord Twelve were no exception.
Even though they would become famous with just the head of the man in front of them, they could not suppress the fear in their hearts. Between life and future, they involuntarily chose the former.
Just like that, an extremely strange scene appeared. The disciples of the Qingcheng sect, who used to be so high and mighty, lowered their arrogant attitude in front of this figure in white and silently made way for a wide path that led to the outside of the restaurant.
"Well, you are worthy of being the number one villain in the world. You are really courageous. I admire you!"
At this moment, Zhou Yi looked up and saw a figure falling from the sky on the roof of a house in the distance, and spoke loudly to Zhou Yi.
He was dressed in coarse cloth, with a huge wine gourd and a jade staff hanging around his waist, a blue shirt, and messy long hair, which added a touch of wildness to him.
The iconic jade staff on his waist is enough to reveal the identity of the visitor. Who else could be a man who owns the Beggar Gang's Dog Beating Stick
Heluo Central Plains—Xiao Qianjue!
In an instant, there were whispers and panic.
"Who is that?"
"Xiao Qianjue... a disciple of the Nine-Fingered Beggar Hong Qigong... and the leader of Heluo Zhongyuan, one of the three major gangs in the world!"
"Great! With Boss Xiao here, he will definitely not let this Qianbei Buzui be so arrogant any longer!"
"Yes! Boss Xiao, take good care of this scum of the underworld and don't let him cause trouble in the underworld anymore!"
There were already a lot of people around the restaurant, and with the addition of people from the surrounding areas who kept coming over after hearing the news, it became even more lively.
Xiao Qianjue shouted loudly: "I have always heard from my brother Wang Zhe in the gang that Qianbei Buzui is a first-class good man. Today I see that it is true. If brother Qianbei is willing to honor us, I will be the host. Today, the two of us will not get drunk..."
"You know what's more annoying than a real villain?"
"What?" Zhou Yi's voice suddenly came from the ground, leaving Xiao Qianjue confused.
"It's a hypocrite like you!"
A loud and clear voice suddenly swept the whole audience. Zhou Yi's dark eyes suddenly lifted up and looked directly at the direction where Xiao Qianjue was standing. His eyes were as sharp as a sword, revealing a sharp edge... (To be continued)