Clash Of The Sword Titans

Chapter 46: Go into the streets and die

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By noon, countless big shots had gathered in front of the old street to watch the battle, and there was even an old man wearing a red robe of a python with extremely long eyebrows.

This old man obviously came from the palace and had a special status.

People from various aristocratic families wanted to say hello several times, but they were all stopped by insiders who had met Mrs. Lu before.

No one made a sound for a while, and it was eerily quiet.

At this time, the old man in python robe looked around and said in a hoarse voice: "After waiting for so long, the two protagonists have refused to appear, and you adults have not said a word. The old slave is contemptuous of his life, and he is suffering in this It doesn’t matter here, but I can’t help but ask for you, is the Shen family’s arrogance so big already?”

The old man's deep voice broke the silence, but no one answered.

Only Xun Guangyuan, who came from Hanshan Academy and had a somewhat special status, sighed.

"Why did Mr. Xun sigh? Do you think the old slave's words are unreasonable?" The old man chuckled and suddenly stared at Xun Guangyuan.

That look like a poisonous snake made Xun Guangyuan slightly displeased, but thinking of the noble man behind this father-in-law, he couldn't help but shake his head and said: "Eunuch Qu, your words are serious. Xun, a teacher and scholar, does not dare to call himself a gentleman."

"Haha, Hanshan Academy is one of the Eight Academy of Saint Chinese Literature. Sir, you are worthy of this."

The old man finished speaking, and as soon as he clicked, he gradually pulled back his eyes and looked deep into the old street. He sneered in a voice so low that he couldn't hear it: "Mrs. Lu? Hey!"

It seems that only he can hear this sentence clearly, but who among the people present does not have cultivation skills? Even people like Xun Guangyuan can sense three points even if they speak silently. What's more, this self-deceptive and restrained tone

"I asked you why there is such a stinky smell in front of the old street today. It turns out to be you, an old castrated dog. You smell like urine. Why don't you get out of here!"

The old man's provocation, intentional or unintentional, also attracted a response immediately.

A young and arrogant voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears, followed by a spinning stone that broke through the air!

The stone tore through the air, and the terrifying force almost pulled out a stream of red light in everyone's eyes. The friction between the ordinary stone and the air continued to shatter. The moment it swept out of the old street, it was already a thin red line, pointing directly at the center of the old man's eyebrows!

The old man's pupils shrank into pinpoint shapes, his somewhat thin body suddenly stood up straight, his Qi reversed, and he burst out with an eye-catching momentum.

He stretched out his hand to grab the red line like lightning, and shouted in a deep voice: "How dare you use such a trick to embarrass yourself!"

Bang!

The red line disappeared in his palm, but the old man just swayed. The red python robe was like a pool of water ruffled by the strong wind, and the two wide sleeves of the robe were raised back like flags in the wind, making a "whooshing" sound. sound.

"Hmph!" The old man looked at the old street with a ferocious expression and snorted coldly.

In this seemingly innocuous collision, the old man and the owner of the young voice each showed amazing methods. While everyone present was surprised, several middle-aged people with official status immediately frowned and secretly guessed. The deep meaning behind the old man's attitude.

"Is His Majesty finally going to take action against Laojie?"

This thought couldn't help but flash through their minds.

"Eunuch Qu, don't cause trouble." Seeing that the old man seemed to be provocative, Xun Guangyuan had to stand up and said, "If you offend a few elders, it will be difficult for your father-in-law to explain it when he returns."

The old man surnamed Qu glanced at Xun Guangyuan and smiled meaningfully: "Hanguang Academy thinks so too?"

Xun Guangyuan's expression changed and he stopped talking.

He had expressed his attitude to Madam Lu before. This time he only came to watch the battle because of his personal relationship with the head of the Shen family. Naturally, he did not want anyone to drag Hanguang Academy into trouble.

Especially in this sensitive current situation, even the wrong word could lead to disaster.

Seeing that he was not fooled, the old man grinned, smiled silently, and then looked at Laojie with a bit of anger: "Little cripple, with such a big temper, be careful not to cause trouble for your shopkeeper!"

The young voice that had taken action before sounded again, lazily saying: "The shopkeeper Yuan You said before that if anyone speaks ill of Aunt Lu, he will cut off his tongue, and if anyone dares to be disrespectful to Aunt Lu, his hands and feet will be broken. Old castrated Dog, how many hands and feet do you have to cut off for me? Or...can your thing grow back and be cut off again?"

"Young man, it's useless to be talkative. Why don't you stand up and let me have a good time with you?" The old man's long eyebrows were raised, but his face was filled with a smile that showed neither joy nor anger.

But anyone who knows him well will know that this Eunuch Qu has murderous intentions.

"Qu Haijiao, how can you bully children? How about I play with you?"

At this time, another playful voice sounded from deep in the old street.

Hearing this voice, the old man's face was as dark as water. He smiled, then put his hands into the sleeves of his robe, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Now that shopkeeper Jing has spoken, how can I argue with a junior?"

"I don't have that much prestige, but I was entrusted by Old Dong to take care of this little cripple. If you, Qu Haijiao, want to cause trouble in the streets and kill people, I don't care. As long as you don't touch him, you can do whatever you like."

When the voice floated out of the old street word by word, Qu Haijiao's face was already ashen.

Immediately afterwards, someone discovered that his feet had sunk half a foot into the ground.

The energy all over his body felt as if it had been washed away by a waterfall from the sky, and traces of blood oozed from the wrinkles on his face.

If the other party had not been merciful and Qu Haijiao had a very strong foundation of immortality, he would have suffered a big loss this time.

But even so, Qu Haijiao still learned a lesson. The arrogance he had developed in the deep palace restrained himself. He lowered his eyebrows and stopped speaking. He stood in place like an old monk in meditation, standing like a statue.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly a low cry came from the crowd, “Here we come!”

Following this low cry, many people looked into the distance and saw a slender figure walking slowly.

"The little madman of the Shen family..."

Some people from various aristocratic families immediately recognized Shen Fangge.

Xun Guangyuan looked at the young man who was walking slowly, and vaguely saw the menacing shadow behind him, and couldn't help but frown.

But thinking about his mission in coming to the imperial capital, Xun Guangyuan still looked at this young man who might become his disciple.

"Young master of the Shen family, you are so murderous!"

At this moment, Qu Haijiao, who had been suppressed, glanced at him and showed an unknown smile, "I wish Master Shen a victory in this battle, and kill the guard who does not know whether to live or die in one fell swoop."

Shen Fangge, who had already walked to the old street, did not look at him and said coldly: "This battle is for the identity of a disciple of the Shen family. Victory or defeat has nothing to do with Shen Fangge."

After that, Shen Fangge raised his feet and stepped into the old street. At the same time, he left a message, "When Lu Li comes, just tell him to go into the street and die."