Poetry And Wine: One Sword Opens The Sky, And The School Beauty Collapses

Since Jinlong Martial Arts Mall is the largest martial arts mall in Jincheng, the customer flow is very large.

Therefore, the movement in Qian Wanfu's shop quickly attracted the attention of the people outside the door.

Even several shop owners adjacent to Qian Wanfu's shop came out to watch the fun.

Seeing that Ye Xuan actually injured the young president of the Tangtang Shengwu Group, the bosses looked in disbelief.

"Who is this young man holding a wine flask? How dare he fight with Mr. Yang and even injure him?"

"Young President Yang is the young master of the Shengwu Group. Even members of the four major families will not easily turn against him. I never thought that someone would dare to hurt him!"

"In my opinion, this young man is just a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and does not know the depth of society. He will suffer a lot in the future!"

"Yes, Mr. Zhu, Mr. Yang's bodyguard, is a real swordsman. If he takes action, the young man who injured Mr. Yang will definitely lose his hands!"

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After hearing the discussions of several bosses, the crowd present quickly understood Yang Yugang's identity.

When they thought that he was the young president of the Tangtang Shengwu Group, many people looked at Ye Xuan with shock and disbelief in their eyes.

Of course, they pity Ye Xuan even more.

Because in their eyes, Ye Xuan dared to cut off one of Yang Yugang's little fingers.

Then, he must pay a heavy price next, and that is the pair of hands Zhu Hong mentioned!

Inside the store.

Ye Xuan took a sip of the wine and felt the strong smell of alcohol in his mouth and the tangy aroma.

He squinted his drunken eyes and looked calmly at Zhu Hong, who looked convinced of him:

"who do you think You Are?"

"Hmph, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!" Zhu Hong's eyes turned cold, "That's all, I won't talk nonsense to you, just suffer a good death!"

As he spoke, his long sleeves flickered.

brush! With a sound, a semicircular silver light flashed.

Then it stretched out and turned into a thin sword half a foot long.

Holding this sword in his hand, Zhu Hong's whole body burst out with an extremely majestic and sharp sword energy.

The huge air flow shook the air slightly and spurted out toward the door.

Feeling the force of the sword, the faces of the melon eaters outside the door changed with fear, and they quickly retreated four or five meters back.

"This sword energy is too strong!"

"I feel that if you are hit by this sword energy, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die!"

Hearing everyone's frightened exclamations, Yang Yugang held his left hand with the fingers cut off and looked at Ye Xuan with a look of hatred and arrogance:

"Mr. Zhu is a master of swordsmanship, and his A-level silk-drawing sword spirit is extremely powerful!"

"In terms of swordsmanship, he is your grandfather's generation!"

Hearing this, Ye Xuan smiled slightly, reclined on the chair, and raised his head to drink wine.

That look was so free and unrestrained, and he didn't take Zhu Hong's sword energy or Yang Yugang's threat into consideration at all!

Zhu Hong was instantly irritated to the extreme by his appearance and yelled:

"Arrogant beast!"

His figure suddenly rose up, and the silk sword in his hand condensed infinite sword energy, and fell straight towards Ye Xuan like the Milky Way falling from the sky.

Fortunately, Qian Wanfu's shop was relatively spacious and tall, so it was not shattered by this sword energy.

Even so, Qian Wanfu felt the entire store tremble as the sword energy surged.

The goods placed on the shelves all made a slight chirping sound, as if they would be torn apart by the sword energy at any time!

"Huayuan Sword Technique!"

At this time, Zhu Hong had already flown above Ye Xuan's head, and the silk sword in his hand was dancing like a silver snake, filled with murderous intent!

"It turns out to be a second-grade sword cultivator!" Ye Xuan had already fully sensed the intensity of Zhu Hong's cultivation at this time.

Second level cultivation!

A-level weapon spirit!

This is indeed a very powerful opponent for ordinary warriors!

But for Ye Xuan...

"With your swordsmanship, you are not even worthy of being my grandson!"

Ye Xuan lifted the wine pot, and a stream of pure white wine fell from the sky, and he controlled the aura to catch it in his hand.

Then stab! With one sound, Ye Xuan used air as a spirit and water as a sword!

The drink suddenly turned into a translucent long sword in his hand!

"Pojun, one move!"

The "Lingtian Sword Technique", which combines Po Jun's nine styles, exploded with a sword intent that destroyed the world with Ye Xuan's wave.

The violent thoughts and the sharp sword energy combined the sword to break through the nine armies, and rushed towards Zhu Hong unreasonably!

Even Zhu Hong, who was a second-grade swordsman, felt that the pores all over his body were dilated at this moment.

For the first time in my life, I felt the fear of being completely crushed!

"Ah...how can this, this, this...be so strong?"

Just as Zhu Hong screamed in panic, a sword flashed in front of him.

A heartbreaking pain shot through his hands at the same time, causing him to scream and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Looking down, Zhu Hong's pupils suddenly shrank:

"my hand!"

He saw in despair that his hands had been cut off at the wrist by Ye Xuan's sword.

Two bloody palms fell to the ground at the same time, causing a splash of bloody smell!

Seeing such a scene, Yang Yugang, who originally had a proud look on his face, was instantly confused and his body trembled violently several times.

Looking at Ye Xuan again, his eyes were full of horror and fear:

"One sword cut off Mr. Zhu's hands. This man's strength must be too terrifying!"

"He looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, how can he have such a powerful swordsmanship?"

His mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about when such a young monster appeared in Jincheng.

But because he was usually busy doing business, and because Ye Xuan's sword broke through the sky and scored more than 50,000 points in the exam, which was currently mainly spread among the schools in Jincheng City, he couldn't figure out who Ye Xuan was.

The more this happened, the more Yang Yugang felt how enigmatic this handsome and alcoholic young man in front of him was!

As for Qian Wanfu, who was originally worried about Ye Xuan, he already looked shocked and confused.

"He's too strong!"

Everyone outside the door was also shocked by Ye Xuan's move.

I thought to myself, who is this young man? He is so powerful!

Ye Xuan didn't pay attention to Zhu Hong, who had fallen to the ground, rolling and screaming, and Yang Yugang, who looked frightened.

He stood up from his chair and said to Qian Wanfu:

"Boss, pay!"

Even if Qian Wanfu sells the second-level crystal pill to Yang Yugang next, Ye Xuan doesn't care.

Anyway, he would not sell it to Yang Yugang himself. As for what Qian Wanfu does, that is Qian Wanfu's business.

As long as he receives the money and leaves, the next thing will have nothing to do with him.

Before Qian Wanfu could speak, Yang Yugang took a deep breath and said coldly:

"You want to take the money and leave? Do you think you can leave?"

Hearing this, Ye Xuan turned around and sat back on the chair.

After taking a sip of wine, he looked at Yang Yugang casually:

"You want to keep fighting?"

Yang Yugang took half a step back, fearing that Ye Xuan would suddenly take action, and then spoke:

"Mr. Zhu's strength is extraordinary. He is already the strongest warrior in our Yang family. I admit that if we try to fight you again, we will definitely suffer!"

"But don't forget, no matter how strong you are, to us you are just an ant that can be trampled to death at any time, because you cannot afford to offend the people behind our Shengwu Group!"

Ye Xuan said calmly:

"That's it for now, why don't you tell us who the big shot is behind the Shengwu Group!"