Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

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"Okay, okay, I wanted to give you a good beating on the day of the Gu and Yan families' wedding, but now you've delivered yourself to my door, so don't blame me!"

Wen Yanzhao stepped forward, and his voice spread throughout the tavern like the sound of striking gold and jade.

"Cousin, drive them out! Fight them outside if you want, or you will smash my tavern to pieces!"

"Then listen to your cousin!"

Wen Yanzhao crossed his hands in front of his chest, formed a sword gesture, his eyes suddenly gleamed with brilliance, and then swept his arms across -

Two invisible sword energies, tangible but intangible, surged forward, instantly pushing the four assassins from the Yan family out of the tavern!

The four of them only felt two surging forces in front of them, and before they could react, they were pushed out by the sword energy.

Yan Qiansui was the most powerful among these people. His blood was surging in his chest. He retreated seven or eight steps and finally stood firm with a Thousand-Jin Drop.

The other three were knocked back dozens of steps, fell to the ground and vomited blood.

Wen Yanzhao jumped up, flew out of the tavern and came to the center of the street.

"My cousin has told me to come out and beat you up. Otherwise, if I destroy his tavern, you won't just get a beating!"

When everyone was pushed out of the tavern by the sword energy, they already felt the gap between them and him.

Hearing that Wen Yanzhao was so arrogant that he dared to fight four people alone, even though his move just now was beautiful, two fists could not beat four hands. The killers exchanged glances and understood each other's thoughts.

When four masters who are at the Vajra level and have some reputation in the martial arts world join forces to attack, no ordinary person can resist!

As the assassins got ready, several people in the tavern came out at the same time. They warmed up the wine in a lazy manner, yawned, and turned around to say to their nephew:

"Don't worry about your cousin, these warriors in the Vajra Mortal Realm are your opponents in one round! Xiao Baili, the flavor of your dogwood is really strong. Don't forget to bring a few more jars for your uncle when you arrive in Qiandong City!"

"Uncle, is my cousin so powerful now? Why didn't I know he knew martial arts before?"

Baili Dongjun didn't look at the warm pot of wine, his eyes were fixed on the battle situation in the middle of the street.

"Come together, don't hold back!"

Yan Qiansui roared in a low voice, and rushed forward with a knife in hand to kill Wen Yanzhao!

The silver needles in the needle grandmother's hand shone coldly, and with a flick of her wrist, three silver needles pierced three vital points of Wen Yanzhao respectively! The beautiful young woman Baozi Xishi gathered her true energy in her hand, and chopped with a palm as Yan Qiansui's voice fell!

The oil seller was standing next to Baozi Xishi, holding a short-bladed flying knife in his hand. The blade pierced the air and flew towards Wen Yanzhao's face.

Enemies were coming from all directions, but Wen Yanzhao's face remained calm, and there was even a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

In a flash, Wen Yanzhao's right arm was filled with true energy and stretched across his chest, like a sharp sword piercing through the clouds! Then he twisted his left arm into a sword gesture, and from left to right, his body flew and burst out a chilling sword energy that pierced across...

"Across all directions!"

With a few sounds of metal clashing, all the enemies and hidden weapons that were thrown were cut down one by one!

Yan Qiansui's face was filled with horror. He looked in disbelief at the bone-cutting knife in his hand, which had almost only the handle left. The thumb of his right hand that was holding the knife had also disappeared, leaving behind a neatly cut end from which blood was gushing!

However, Baozi Xishi, who was chopped by the palm, was not so lucky. Her right arm was cut off at the shoulder. She fell to the ground and fainted with blood gushing out!

Only the Needle Granny and the Oil Seller who threw the hidden weapons from a distance were not seriously injured, but she was horrified to see the injured Yan Qiansui and Baozi Xishi who had one arm broken and fainted on the ground!

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! We are no match for him!"

Yan Qiansui was an old hand in the world. He immediately slipped into the air and flew away by stepping on the eaves of the low shop next to him.

Granny Zhen escaped just as quickly, and disappeared from Longshou Street in just a few breaths.

Only the oil seller, seeing his beloved being injured by Wen Yanzhao and fainting on the ground, rushed to Baozi Xishi.

With a flick of his fingers, he pressed a few acupuncture points to seal the blood vessels. Seeing that his life was not in danger, he raised his head and stared at Wen Yanzhao with resentment.

"Thanks to you, she has become a useless person!"

The oil seller screamed.

"It's better than being dead!"

Wen Yanzhao had no intention of killing anyone, he just wanted to teach the killers a lesson and make them go back quickly.

Besides, it is meaningless to take action now. It is better to wait until the wedding day of the Gu and Yan families. Maybe you can gain more fame that way.

"It's still not too late to leave now, before I want to kill you."

Wen Yanzhao ignored them and turned to look at the people with shocked faces.

The oil seller knew he was no match for her, so he picked up Baozi Xishi and ran to the corner of the street.

[System prompt: Defeat four King Kong Mortal Realm assassins and gain 400 reputation! ]

As soon as the oil seller left, the ethereal voice of the system rang in Wen Yanzhao's mind.

"So beating up such a minor character can also earn you reputation rewards. I won't hold back from now on!"

Wen Yanzhao was thinking to himself, Lei Mengsha immediately moved to his side:

"Hey, little brother, who did you learn that sword technique you just performed with your bare hands from? Apart from my master, no one else can match your sword power!"

Lei Mengsha was obviously exaggerating a bit, but the sword intent that burst out from that move he just performed with his bare hands and spanned all directions was indeed rare in the current world of the young white horse.

"Master Zhuo Mo, you are joking. Yan Zhao is just a junior of the Wen family. How dare he be compared with your master, Mr. Li!"

Wen Yanzhao's answer was very official.

"Cousin! Who did you learn that move that just now? Did you learn it from your uncle?"

Seeing Wen Yanzhao repel the assassins with one move, Baili Dongjun jumped in front of Wen Yanzhao with joy.

"Your uncle wouldn't teach me swordsmanship. I learned this move from Wei Zhuang."

Wen Yanzhao pinched Xiao Baili's handsome face, which was as powdered as a mask, and smiled.

"Hey? How can you talk like that? When we were little, you always learned how to poison from me, but you never said you wanted to learn sword skills from me!"

When Wenhujiu heard his nephew say this, he hurriedly defended himself.

Having said that, Wen Yanzhao

"Wei Zhuang? Is he from Beili?"

Baili Dongjun scratched his head and asked in confusion.

"Ahem, it's okay. He's just a legendary person. I'll tell you about him slowly later..."

Wen Yanzhao found an excuse to cover it up.

"Wait! I think I remembered, come here, the money-loser!"

Baili Dongjun looked as if he had suddenly realized something and waved to call Sikong Changfeng over.

"What's wrong with the shopkeeper?" Sikong Changfeng looked confused.

"The man we just saw outside the Gu family wall, the one who defeated Lingyun Master Gu Jianmen and the umbrella-holding ghost in Anhe with a branch, is he my cousin?"

Baili Dongjun pointed at Wen Yanzhao and asked Sikong Changfeng.

"Indeed, I noticed as soon as I entered the door that the two figures on the roof were my uncle and this cousin!"

Sikong Changfeng looked calm and composed.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier? Humph, you've been hiding something from me, you lose money!"

Baili Dongjun wrinkled his nose and looked at Sikong Changfeng through his nostrils.

"I... I didn't have time to tell you, and then the killer broke in, right?"

Sikong Changfeng smiled and pulled Baili Dongjun's arm.

"Wait a minute, this young master has fought with my third junior brother?"

When Lei Mengsha heard Baili Dongjun talking about Wen Yanzhao defeating Gu Jianmen, he asked with a look of surprise on his face.

"That's right. The second son of the Gu family was fighting with a killer from Dark River at the time. I saw the two masters fighting and couldn't resist, so I went to exchange a few moves with them."

Wen Yanzhao spoke calmly.

"How will it be? Is my third junior brother an expert swordsman? Can he fight you back and forth?"

Lei Mengsha looked very arrogant.

The Eight Young Masters of Beili are all handsome and unrestrained men with outstanding martial arts skills. They love each other deeply and are as close as brothers.

As one of them, Lei Mengsha was naturally very proud.

"No, my cousin picked up a branch and struck with his sword, and the Second Young Master Gu was defeated!"

Baili Dongjun was a quick-witted man, and Lei Mengsha's expression suddenly changed when he heard this.

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