Chapter 712 Three Swords of the Break of Meaning (1)

Huang Liujia and others looked at the middle-aged and young swordsmen.

The servant suddenly realized something was wrong, shrank his head and replied, "Okay, please wait!"

Then he ran to the kitchen again.

He suddenly felt that these people seemed to be not a good person. They wouldn't be fighting in the shop, right?

Isn't this going to take his life as the inn owner and his relative who is also the distant cousin?

He knew how iron rooster his distant cousin was. The table was scratched, but he felt heartbroken for several days.

The shopkeeper standing behind the counter also looked a little worried at this time.

To be honest, he didn't want to do business with people in the martial arts world. Unfortunately, he was destined to not have the courage to drive Huang Liujia and others out.

"What a beautiful girl."

The young man was quite active. When he saw the servant leaving, his eyes were circling in the inn. When he saw Turandot, he immediately lit up and whistled.

"snort!"

To this end, Tolando naturally just snorted gently and glanced at the young man with annoyance.

The young man was still laughing and said, "Your appearance can still attract the eyes of my brother. Why don't I introduce you to my brother?"

Huang Liujia finally couldn't help but speak, "Young man, just eat, you're talking too much."

The young man glared, "The mouth is on my face. Can you still speak with your consent?"

He seemed to have not taken Huang Liujia and others seriously.

These words made many Wuding Hall worshippers stare at each other.

Hong Wutian and others were in Zhenwu, and Huang Liujia was actually the one in charge of the Wuding Hall. These worshippers were undoubtedly closer to him.

Some worshipper stood up, "Boy, are you going to cause trouble?"

These people are elites in the Wuding Hall and masters in the Zhongyuan realm. They used to be diverse in the world, but they were not all easy-to-talk characters.

But the young man looked at the middle-aged man and asked with a smile: "Master, should we cause trouble?"

The middle-aged man had no expression on his face and did not answer.

The young man agreed, his face was full of joy, and he pointed his hand at the worshippers, "Young Master is asking for trouble. Fight alone. Who dares to fight with me?"

"No, no!"

This scared the shopkeeper behind the counter and his face turned pale. "Customer, the shop can't stand your troubles!"

But the young man threw out a gold ingot, "If it is broken, it is the one who counts as me."

The gold ingot landed steadily on the counter.

The shopkeeper's eyes were completely stuck and he never spoke again.

With this big gold ingot, let alone this shabby inn, he is afraid that he will be willing to sell his wife.

The use of the young man's hand with the power also made the worshippers in Wudingtang slightly condense. This hand seems easy, but it is actually not easy.

This young man is probably a little attainable in swordsmanship.

Huang Liujia didn't want to cause trouble, so he snorted softly and said, "Sit down!"

The worshipers sat down with anger.

The young man still refused to give up, "What? Are you scared?"

This ignited the hot-tempered person in the worship. Someone stood up again and said, "You little bastard, you really don't know how to live or die."

As he said that, he picked up the knife and rushed towards the young man.

The young man laughed, but did not draw his sword, and went forward, just facing him with his palms.

Judging from his internal energy, he should be just in the Lower Yuan realm, but his tricks are exquisite. What is even more surprising is that he actually possesses the sword intent.

This is a sword intent that is more than bending than bent. It is not only extremely sharp, but also extremely vast.

Even Huang Liujia was shocked.

You know, even he has not yet realized the sword intent.

This young man is not simple.

And that middle-aged man is naturally even more difficult.

Huang Liujia's face was so deep that he shouted to the middle-aged man: "I haven't asked for advice yet!"

The young man came up and asked for trouble, and now he showed such strength again, so he naturally realized something was wrong.

The middle-aged man finally spoke, his voice and color as if he was free from any feelings. "No need to ask for advice, give me Turandot and let you go alive."

The public offerings changed their colors.

"ah!"

At the same time, the Zhongyuan Realm worshipper who was fighting with a knife was actually slapped away by the young man with a palm.

In the Xia Yuan vs. Zhong Yuan, young people actually won with just over ten moves.

Huang Liujia grabbed the sword in his hand and his aura rose, "Who are you?"

This middle-aged man could actually say the name of Turando, obviously because he came for them. However, he didn't know whether this was the Yuan Dynasty or a person from which force.

The middle-aged man stopped answering and still sat indifferently. But the unparalleled sword intent swept towards Huang Liujia and others.

An envoy sat down and suddenly broke his seat and sat down on the ground in a mess.

The sword intent alone made them feel unbearable.

"Prepare to start!"

Huang Liujia exclaimed softly, his face extremely solemn. With this sword intent alone, he knew that with his own strength, he was probably not a middle-aged opponent.

And just as he spoke, the middle-aged man took action.

He swept his wrist and pulled out a chopstick from the chopstick drum on the table, and suddenly shot towards Huang Liujia.

The chopsticks were extremely fast and made a sound of breaking through the air.

Huang Liujia's face changed drastically. He had no time to pull out the sword and directly resisted it with the sword sheath.

But the result was that the scabbard was shattered in an instant.

Huang Liujia's face showed a little flushing and his feet retreated slightly.

True Martial Realm!

His heart was as deep as water, and he knew that this time, he would be difficult to get kind.

The young man smiled and sat back to the table, looked at Turando, and tsk in his mouth, "Tsk tsk, it's so beautiful. My brother must like you."

If Zhao Dongting was here, he would definitely recognize this young man, and the middle-aged man would also recognize this young man.

Middle-aged man, Pojun Academy Gong Taki.

Young people want to be the world's number one swordsman.

Perhaps Zhao Dongting never thought that this guy who had figured out the sword intent but did not understand sword skills would have such achievements in the swordsmanship in just two years.

The following Yuan defeats the Zhongyuan, which cannot be achieved without the top martial arts geniuses in the martial arts world.

Huang Liujia's eyes were filled with a deep voice, and he ordered several sword-holding worshipers beside him, "You can take her away first."

Then he walked towards Takijiu step by step.

Even when facing Zhenwu, he will not retreat.

Several sword-holding worshippers pulled Turando from the table, looked anxious, and turned around and walked out of the inn.

Some worshippers retreated slightly and their eyes were rippling. However, some worshippers followed Huang Liujia step by step towards Long Yu and Wu Amiao.

Wu Dingtang made them realize the meaning of life again, and not everyone would choose to retreat in the face of death.
Chapter completed!