The first taboo in the world

Hengyang City, back to Yanlou, there was a lot of chaos at this time. Someone died, which is a big deal here. Many diners dispersed in a hurry.

In Nuoda's restaurant, there were only three tables of customers on the second floor. The first floor was already empty. The restaurant owner and the waiter were hiding behind the counter, looking frightened, looking bitter, and trembling.

At this moment, the restaurant owner and the waiter saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man in black brocade clothes, carrying a single sword on his back, and walking into the restaurant step by step, as if he did not feel the unusual atmosphere in the restaurant at this time.

"He must be a fledgling martial arts knight!" The restaurant owner saw the young man in black brocade clothes who came in. His skin was as white as mutton-fat jade, his figure was well-proportioned, and he had a good temperament. He thought in his heart: "What a good young man, what a pity. Got it!"

Then he winked wildly at the young man in black brocade clothes and asked him to leave.

At this time, Xu Zifan walked into the restaurant and saw the restaurant owner winking at him. He instantly understood what he meant. Then he smiled, nodded to him, and stepped on the stairs to the second floor, step by step, not in a hurry. Walked up slowly.

At the same time, on the second floor, a thin middle-aged man with a single sword on his waist and a herringbone beard, Tian Boguang, looked at Linghu Chong and asked: "Brother Linghu, are you really sure of victory?"

Linghu Chong took a big sip of wine and said: "Of course, I fight while standing. I, Linghu Chong, am ranked 89th in the martial arts world, and I am ranked second when fighting while sitting."

Tian Boguang was very curious and asked: "Are you second? Who is first?"

Linghu Chong said: "Of course it is Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Demon Cult!"

As soon as the name Dongfang Bubai came out, as if it had some kind of demonic power, everyone on the second floor changed their expressions and fell silent for an instant.

Dong Dong Dong...

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, walking slowly from the first floor to the second floor.

Xu Zifan walked calmly and came upstairs. He looked around and saw that the seats on the second floor were almost empty. Except for the table of Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang, there were only two tables of diners left.

At the table near the window was a tall, burly, tower-like monk. Xu Zifan knew that this was Yilin's father who was not a monk.

But on the other table, on the inside, were an old man and a girl wearing light yellow clothes.

The old man has a clear face, a three-inch beard, and piercing eyes. You can tell that he is a martial arts master at a glance.

The girl, who was dressed in light yellow clothes, was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with snow-white skin and a delicate and cute face. She was looking at Xu Zifan curiously with her big eyes open.

Xu Zifan knew that these two people were the lonely demon sect elder Qu Yang, and his young granddaughter Qu Feiyan depended on each other for their lives, with their piano and sword in the air.

At this time, everyone on the second floor looked at the new young man in black brocade.

"Where are you from? You disturbed Uncle Tian while I was drinking. Get out of here, or I'll give you a knife. The man downstairs is your role model." Tian Boguang saw Xu Zifan's calm and composed expression at this time. Feeling agitated for no reason, he yelled and cursed loudly.

But Linghu Chong, who was talking loudly and deceiving Tian Boguang, was shocked at this time. He thought he was drunk and dazzled. He shook his head, opened his eyes and took a closer look, and then said with a solemn and complicated expression: "Junior Brother Xu!"

Xu Zifan nodded towards Linghu Chong, and then looked at Tian Boguang.

At this time, Tian Boguang heard Linghu Chong calling this young man in black brocade clothes his junior brother. His expression became even more stern and arrogant. He did not take Xu Zifan into his eyes at all, and cursed again: "Young boy, get out of here, Uncle Tian." ....."

"Snapped!"

Before Tian Boguang finished speaking, a white palm had already slapped him. Even though he was extremely light and unparalleled, he could not hide away. He only heard a slap in the face, which was clear and clear to his ears. He had already received a slap on the right side of his face. hand.

Everyone on the second floor was shocked and turned pale with horror. They only saw a figure flash past and then return to his position, extremely fast. Before Tian Boguang could react, he had already slapped him in the face.

The tall monk and the demon sect elder Qu Yang, who were both on the second floor, looked at Xu Zifan, who was standing there with a calm expression, as if his body had never moved, with solemn expressions at this time.

They are top-notch masters and big names in the martial arts world. However, they feel chills running down their spines at this moment because if that slap is coming towards them, they will not be able to dodge it.

"He is no less a person than the leader of the Eastern Cult!" Qu Yang, the elder of the demon sect, had a complicated look on his face and sighed in his heart.

Tian Boguang's mouth and nose were bleeding at this time, the right side of his face was swollen, his ears were buzzing, and he was blinded. Then he yelled angrily: "I'll chop you to death!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath, his figure was like lightning, the sword flashed like a horse in training, and he slashed towards Xu Zifan at extremely fast speed.

"Snapped!"

Another crisp slap sounded, and Tian Boguang's whole body flew back faster than when he left, knocking over the wine table and bench, breaking the wine bottle, and spilling the wine on the floor.

Tian Boguang's mouth was full of scattered teeth and his face was stained with blood. For a moment, his whole head felt dizzy and he couldn't get up.

At this time, everyone on the second floor was silent, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn. Even Qu Feiyan, who had always been quirky, naughty and cute, looked here with his mouth wide open.

Linghu Chong looked solemn at this time, with a look of displeasure on his face, and said: "Junior Brother Xu, Brother Tian is a reputable man. If you want to kill him or cut him off with a sword, why should you humiliate him like this?"

Hearing Linghu Chong speak like this, Xu Zifan's expression turned cold, he pointed at Tian Boguang and said, "Senior Brother Linghu, do you know who he is?"

Without waiting for Linghu Chong's reply, he continued: "Tian Boguang, known as the flower-picking thief, has been in the rivers and lakes for decades. Do you know how many women have been harmed by him? Can those women still survive after losing their virginity? Even if they can survive, Do you have to bear the infamy for the rest of your life?"

"But how can we, the decent disciples, be considered heroes if we humiliate a person like this?" Linghu Chong was still unconvinced and said.

Hearing this, Xu Zifan's face became even colder and he felt disdainful and said: "As a senior fellow of the Huashan Sect, does Senior Brother Linghu still remember the seventh commandment of my Huashan Sect: 'Promiscuity with bandits and collusion with evil spirits?'"

After thinking about it, Xu Zifan added: "Senior Brother Linghu, as a man, you must be responsible. Don't forget your responsibilities as a disciple of the Huashan Sect."

Hearing this, Linghu Chong was still a little unconvinced, but looking at Xu Zifan's cold expression and thinking of Xu Zifan's godlike and demonic strength in the battle at Siguo Cliff in Huashan a year ago, he knew that talking about anything else would be in vain, so he shut up. He picked up the jug and drank alone.

Seeing Linghu Chong's unhappy expression, Xu Zifan shook his head, feeling a little disappointed.