Looking in the sound, dozens of Miaojiang men holding sticks ran out of the village and came to Jiang Xiaoshu and his party.

The leader was a strong man, pointing at several people with a stick:

"The Central Plains people, quit."

Before Jiang Xiaoshu could answer, he noticed a gaze shot from behind. He turned his head and found that Liu Lingwei was staring at him with suspicious eyes - didn't you say you wouldn't meet?

Jiang Xiaoshu was also puzzled, and the strong man spoke again:

"Is it from Zhongyuan? Didn't you hear me telling you to get out!"

"Hey!" Liu Lingwei was a little angry when she heard this:

"You are such a person who speaks so well. What's wrong with us Central Plains people? Why are you so fierce to us?"

"Hmph! We believed in you before, but what was the result in the end?" the strong man asked with a sneer.

Liu Lingwei was a little confused:

"It's just the first time we've seen each other, where..."

The strong man interrupted her:

"Get out quickly, don't force us to do it!"

Liu Lingwei took a step back and was startled by his sudden roar.

Jiang Xiaoshu and his group frowned - from the very beginning, these Miao people were extremely hostile and repeatedly spoke rudely. Even though several people knew that there must be misunderstandings, they were also secretly angry.

Hearing that they were about to take action without saying a word, Sheng Yujin took a step forward:

"You can try."

"Slowly," Jiang Xiaoshu grabbed Sheng Yujin and asked:

"We are here in Qianhu Miao Village for the first time and have nothing to do with you. Please explain it clearly."

The strong man spat and pointed at Jiang Xiaoshu's nose:

"What a nonsense. You Central Plains people are all carrying evil curses. You Miao Village do evil. You beasts killed by heaven! None of them are good people."

"I don't know what other people in the Central Plains have done, at least we have not done anything to you." Sheng Yujin's face became gloomy when he heard this:

"Although I am a werewolf, I hate others the most to define a person's good or bad by using nations."

The strong man said:

"Hmph, it turns out that he is a wild wolf barbarian. I want to define you today. Get out of here with these Central Plains beasts!"

Sheng Yujin held the handle of the Qianniu Sword in his back hand:

"If you scold me, you will definitely regret it."

"Okay, the wild wolf barbarian, do you want to fight with a knife? Our Miaojiang heroes are not afraid of you!" Seeing this, the strong man shouted, and dozens of Miaojiang men surrounded him.

Jiang Xiaoshu let go of Sheng Yujin and whispered:

"Prevent them and start with a gentler approach."

Sheng Yujin loosened the hilt and crashed into the siege of these Miao men.

Strangely, these Miaojiang men were aggressive, but their martial arts were loose and shallow. Sheng Yujin fisted and slapped seven or eight of them. However, these Miaojiang men were very brave and even when they were knocked to the ground, they still shouted and scolded.

In less than half a stick of incense, Sheng Yujin knocked down the group of Miao men one after another. He originally wanted to punch the strong man who had been scolding, but was grabbed by Jiang Xiaoshu again.

Jiang Xiaoshu helped the man up:

"Brother, what do you mean?"

The strong man raised his head:

"If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want. I will not surrender to someone like you!"

"Good man!" Jiang Xiaoshu praised, and then he asked back:

"But I really want to do something bad for you. My friend has just cut you all with one knife, so why bother to show mercy?"

"Who wants your subordinates to show mercy!" The strong man did not appreciate it at all, but instead shouted and scolded again:

"A beast in the Central Plains bullyed me, the Miao village because of his martial arts skills?"

How could this person be so arrogant? This idea came to mind for several people.

"You fucking! It's unreasonable, right?" Jiang Xiaoshu stared at him.

The strong man is not afraid at all:

"You are worthy of letting me reason?"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I would tolerate it again and again, but you were blind and could not see it at all." Jiang Xiaoshu laughed in anger, and the arrogance on his body was aroused, and he pointed at this man:

"Okay! Go back and call someone. I'm here to wait for you today. Whoever doesn't come is my grandson!"

The strong man snorted, then led the group of men back to the center of Miao Village.

"Damn it, it's too much!" Jiang Xiaoshu put his waist on his back and was still angry:

"What's wrong with these people?"

Liu Lingwei said:

"I don't know, it seems there is a big misunderstanding..."

Jiang Xiaoshu waved his hand:

"No matter what he misunderstood or wrong, I won't be abusive to him anymore. If he wants to call someone to fight, we will accompany you to the end and say what you have to say after you have something to say."

Sheng Yujin said nothing, but just patted the handle of the knife.

Jiang Xiaoshu suddenly remembered something and looked back and saw that Wang Jinwei had already escaped.

"Swish, coward, he will be the first to run away every time he fights..." Jiang Xiaoshu curled his lips and then said to Liu Lingwei:

"This kid is not as brave as you, it's so embarrassing."

Liu Lingwei proudly thrust her chest and was about to say something, Sheng Yujin said in a deep voice:

"Here you come."

Then he rushed out.

Jiang Xiaoshu looked down and saw that a yellow shadow ran out of the Miao village and fought with Sheng Yujin, dressed in black, on the hillside.

The person who came was a young Miaojiang man in his twenties, wearing yellow clothes and without even carrying weapons, and came to fight Sheng Yujin empty-handedly.

Sheng Yujin punched out without saying a word.

The young man in yellow stretched out his palms to greet him, his fists and palms intersected, and a powerful force came. Sheng Yujin was shocked and took a step back.

Since his debut, Sheng Yujin has faced many powerful enemies, but he has always been stronger than others. This is the first time today.

Sheng Yujin was dissatisfied and punched the young man in yellow again. This progressive punch had already used 90% of his strength.

The young man in yellow raised his hand and slapped it out with his palm, facing Sheng Yujin's fist.

With a bang, the confrontation was again, Sheng Yujin's blood surged, and he took two steps back!

Sheng Yujin was shocked, knowing that this young man in yellow had a high martial arts skills and had to draw his sword before he could fight.

With the lightning of his mind, Sheng Yujin held the handle of the Qianniu Dao with his back hand.

But at this time, the young man in yellow who was still passively defending began to attack actively. He flew up and kicked his feet, attacking Sheng Yujin's chest like a drum.

Sheng Yujin had to be forced to greet him. After trying hard to block this set of kicks, his arms were a little numb.

He quickly retreated three steps, and Sheng Yujin drew his sword with his backhand, but how could the other party let him do what he wanted? The young man in yellow followed him like a shadow, and hurriedly took out Sheng Yujin's eyes.

Sheng Yujin's left hand was in one square, and the other party immediately changed his move, flipped his wrist, and his fingers were inserted into Sheng Yujin's eyes.

Sheng Yujin had no choice but to let go of the half-pulled knife, slashed with his right hand, and took on this move.

Then the young man in yellow came closer to his body, and used his exquisite little grasping hand, taking the vital points around Sheng Yujin from a small inch. For a moment, Sheng Yujin's facial features, throat, collarbone, and joints were all covered by the other party's sharp grasp.

This set of small grasping hands is a martial art that has been widely circulated in the world. Sheng Yujin has also made a lot of hard work on it. He also used the small grasping hands to attack, and the four hands were twisted together like an old tree.

The more he fought, the more he felt that Sheng Yujin felt that it was not good. Not only was this young man in yellow stronger than himself, but his moves were even more exquisite than himself. The pressure this man put on himself was just as good as his master Sheng Feng!

The two of them fought for more than twenty rounds, and Sheng Yujin's thumb was almost locked by the opponent. If it weren't for the fact that he had just raised his feet and suspended the enemy's offensive, he would have been hurt.

No, I have to use a knife!

After reaching a deep battle, Sheng Yujin sold a flaw, and the young man in yellow really took the opportunity to hold his left hand back.

Sheng Yujin grabbed the geese feather knife inward with his left hand and held the right hand at the same time.

If the young man in yellow holds himself firmly, then he will kill him with a horizontal slash.

The next moment, Sheng Yujin was shocked - his knife could not be pulled out.

As soon as he lowered his head, he found that the other hand of the young man in yellow had pressed against the hilt of the knife and locked the Yanling sword firmly in the sheath.

At the same time, Sheng Yujin's left hand had already begun to sting, and his opponent had already begun to exert force.

If he cannot immediately pull out the knife and fight back, Sheng Yujin's left hand will be crushed alive.
To be continued...