Young White Horse: Legend of Beili: Jianghu Inn

Outside the inn.

Su Zhe looked at the five people who appeared in front of him, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Young man, your courage is commendable, but who gave you the courage!"

As he said that, his whole body of momentum surged and pressed forward.

Seeing this, Ye Dingzhi lightly punched out and broke the invisible momentum.

"Huh?"

Su Zhe looked at Ye Dingzhi, a little surprised, "So you have some strength, no wonder you are so confident."

"Who are you?"

Ye Dingzhi smiled indifferently: "Jianghu Inn, Zhenshi Magic Fist."

"Ye Dingzhi, a disciple of Tianfang!"

Su Zhe was surprised for a moment, what a guy has a title, and then looked at Song Yanhui and Sikong Changfeng.

Sikong Changfeng understood, and the silver dragon spear shook the earth, "Silver Dragon Spear, Xingfang disciple Sikong Changfeng!"

Song Yanhui chuckled: "Pure Yang Sword, Xingfang disciple Song Yanhui."

Su Zhe was dumbfounded, and looked at Su Muyu and Su Changhe again. Seeing this, the two were about to speak, but Su Zhe interrupted quickly: "You two don't need to say anything, I know."

"Old ghost Su, don't talk nonsense." Third Master Xie couldn't stand it anymore, and his aura surged.

"Leave this man to me!" Song Yanhui's eyes lit up, and the sword intent emerged on his body, slashing towards Third Master Xie.

"Humph, little kid, arrogant!" Third Master Xie took out the big knife in his hand and went forward.

Su Zhe shook his head and smiled, and jumped up. Just as Ye Dingzhi was about to fight, a faint voice came from the side.

"Brother Ye, leave him to me." Su Muyu took a step forward, and the star-chasing umbrella in his hand flew out, stopping Su Zhe.

Seeing this, Ye Dingzhi glanced at Sikong Changfeng and Su Changhe, then moved to find Mu Kewen, and the two of them immediately started fighting.

Sikong Changfeng and Su Changhe looked at each other, and they left the two weakest ones to them.

"Brother, you go first." Su Changhe smiled helplessly.

Sikong Changfeng touched his head and pointed at a Dark River killer at random, "It's you."

"Humph, you're looking for death!" The Dark River killer who was pointed at was angry, and his figure disappeared like a ghost, and suddenly appeared on the side of Sikong Changfeng, stabbing out with a black long sword.

Clang!

Sikong Changfeng raised the corner of his mouth and blocked the sword with a gun.

The Dark River killer was slightly startled and quickly distanced himself.

On the other side, Su Changhe faced the last Dark River killer, and the two staged a top-level assassination teaching.

You stab my butt, I stab your vital point!

In an inn on this street.

Yu Shengmo sat by the window on the third floor, watching this scene, his expression was moved, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"Master, the young master is so powerful!"

"And these young men are ridiculously powerful. Who is Jianghu Inn to cultivate so many peerless geniuses!"

The four purple servants said in shock.

"Master, we still need..."

Yu Shengmo waved his hand and said lightly: "Let's take a look first."

On the street.

Sword light, fist wind, knife light, ghost...

Chaos is everywhere, and the fighting spirit is high.

In the inn.

Xiaoyaozi took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Jiang, they are now masters, and the time for them to rule the world is coming."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly when he heard this: "Uncle, it's still a little early. They still need a life-and-death battle to be the best in the world."

"These people can't threaten them, and can't give them the pressure of death to fight desperately."

Xiaoyaozi was a little helpless when he heard this. Isn't this enough?

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed, and he looked at Xiaoyaozi, "Uncle, how is your prestige in the world?"

Xiaoyaozi was stunned. How could he, a hermit, have any prestige? He said, "Nephew, I have been in seclusion for so many years, and I have no prestige. Few people in the world know me."

Jiang Chen raised his mouth, "Uncle, what do you think about holding a hero meeting in Jianghu Inn?"

Xiaoyaozi was confused again, and said in surprise, "It's a good idea, but Jianghu Inn has no reputation. If we hold a hero meeting, no one in the world will pay attention to it."

Jiang Chen smiled, "Haha, uncle, Jianghu Inn will soon be famous all over the world, and I will need your help at that time."

Xiaoyaozi was about to say something, but his face suddenly changed slightly, "Someone from Wushuang City really came, and things are a bit tricky."

Outside the inn.

Three luxurious carriages came galloping.

"Is that Song Yanhui? How can he be so powerful?" The seventh elder got off the carriage and looked at the scene in shock.

The Eighth and Ninth Elders were standing beside him, equally shocked.

"What happened in such a short time?"

"All five young men have the strength of the Free Heaven Realm! What kind of power is Jianghu Inn, so terrifying!"

The Seventh Elder exclaimed: "Oh no, the people from Dark River are at a disadvantage, let's go and help, otherwise when the people from Dark River are defeated, the three of us can only roll back to Wushuang in disgrace."Brothers from Dark River, we are here to lend you a helping hand." The three elders of Wushuang City and more than a dozen Wushuang knights leaped up and joined the battle. Su Zhe heard the voice and wanted to refuse, but after glancing at the battle, he acquiesced and threw a pipe at Su Muyu. Su Muyu blocked it lightly with her star-chasing umbrella and said lightly: "You seem to have external aid." Su Zhe sneered and did not answer, attacking madly. He was a senior of Dark River, but now he couldn't even deal with a junior. If he told others about it, Dark River would lose all its face. With the participation of Wushuang City, the situation changed immediately, and Su Muyu and his companions were suppressed step by step. At this time. "Come back. "

Jiang Chen's voice came out, and Su Muyu and the other five heard it, got rid of their opponents and returned to the inn.

The five people from Anhe and the three elders of Wushuang City stood outside the inn, looking at the inn quietly.

No one rushed into the inn.

"Brother, I..." Song Yanhui saw the three elders appear, and a wry smile appeared on his face. Before, he vowed that the elders of Wushuang City were reasonable and would not care.

Jiang Chen waved his hand: "It's okay, it's just right that the people from Wushuang City are here, just right to solve it at one time."

He looked outside the door and smiled indifferently: "You all came from afar, why don't you come in and talk."

The eight people outside the door looked at each other, and finally Su Zhe stood up and said: "This young man, why don't you come out and talk, it's a cool autumn day outside, and the breeze is blowing, just right for us to chat."

Jiang Chen heard the words, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "Haha, I have prepared a banquet, just waiting for a few people to sit down. "

"Are you eight masters of Xiaoyao Tianjing afraid?"

Su Zhe's face changed, and just as he was about to say something, a voice sounded.

"Since the banquet is ready, we are sorry to bother you."

Yu Shengmo slowly appeared on the street, and the eight people stared at him in shock.

Su Zhe whispered: "Sword Immortal Yu Shengmo?"

Yu Shengmo nodded, "Why don't you follow me in and have a chat to see how this Jianghu Inn treats guests."

Su Zhe and the other eight looked at each other, and finally nodded.

With Yu Shengmo leading the way, this Jianghu Inn is not afraid of a tiger's den.

In the inn.

Ye Dingzhi's face showed a little complexity, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and finally he sighed helplessly.

Jiang Chen glanced at Ye Dingzhi, shook his head at him, and then looked out the door.

"Everyone, please come in! "

Xiaoyaozi widened his eyes and whispered: "Junior Brother, this..."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly:

"Uncle Master, don't panic, I'm here! "