The sky is getting dark.

The atmosphere in Qinglian Villa near Jiang'an Pier is solemn.

Between the white walls and green tiles, dozens of Qinglian Gang thugs stood silently, listening to a sad word inside the wall:

"Conscience of heaven and earth, I have nothing to do with Young Master Ye from Tianshui Bridge. He chopped off these two arms. Even if Master Cheng beat me to death, he won't come. This is considered

What the hell is going on..."

There were no lights on in the main hall, making the light slightly dim.

Yang Guan, with his arms hanging around his neck, was sitting neatly on the chair on the side. The grievance and anger on his face could probably fill several pages.

The nave, which was hacked to pieces by Ye Jingtang last month, has just been repaired, relying on a long-handled copper hammer.

The copper hammer is like a gourd, as tall as a person, and its long handle is dark and shiny.

Sitting on the mahogany Taishi chair next to him was a sturdy man, dressed in a brocade robe, but he didn't look elegant or a businessman at all. His majestic shoulders and back looked like a tiger and bear sitting on the chair.

The man's name is Cheng Shilu, the leader of the founding sect of Tiefuling in Yunzhou. Like his younger brother, he is bald, but his body is a whole lot bigger. He looks about the same as Tu Jiuji in "Niu Head Horse Noodles". He holds a tea cup.

The posture is not holding it, but holding the tea cup with two fingers and blowing slowly:

"Huh~"

The sound is like the panting of a cow or horse.

In the world of martial arts, being big does not necessarily mean being strong, but with such a large amount of flesh, you don't need to think about how much hard work is hidden under a body of flesh and tendons.

Yang Guan was sitting not far away. His originally rather strong figure looked like a malnourished dwarf in comparison. He explained innocently:

"My master, Guang Hanlin, the Three Great Immortal, Master Cheng should have heard of..."

Cheng Shilu raised his tiger eyes, and although his tone was calm, he felt like he was shouting like thunder:

"Your master is from Wuzhou. When you come to Yunzhou, you have to respect me."

"That's natural. Master Cheng and his master are all Jianghu people, and they follow the rules. If you want to see Young Master Ye, I'll just go and invite him. Young Master Ye has been invited to sell houses and land. If he doesn't come, you will blame me.

One leg is fine. If I'm not allowed to go out, why should Young Master Ye come?"

Cheng Shilu put down the teacup: "The day my brother and nephew were beaten, you were there and kept saying good things to Ye Jingtang..."

"Both of my arms are disabled, how can I dare to say bad things?"

"Then tell me, why did he give you a good look that day and let you wait outside first?"

"Because he hit me, I have a long memory..."

"That means I know that you are convinced and accept him as the leader."

Cheng Shilu looked directly at Yang Guan: "Even if you are a guard dog, he will kick you when he comes in and out. It is not something outsiders can touch casually. This is called the rules of the world. I want to deal with you today. If he doesn't care, what will happen in the future?

Seize the leading position in the capital?"

Yang Guan's face turned bitter: "Master Cheng, your words are too flattering to me. If I were Young Master Ye's henchman, I deserved to be beaten today, but I have nothing to do with Young Master Ye. Young Master Ye does not count.

Jianghu people, they are merchants..."

Cheng Shilu seemed to have a bad temper but was not as rough as he appeared.

He knew that Yang Guan had been wronged, and the reason why he had Yang Guan stabbed was because the man behind Ye Jingtang was Prince Jing.

Cheng Shilu had Prime Minister Li's connections behind him, so he wasn't too worried about it, but if the street fight really got into the officialdom, neither side would be happy with it.

If you want to find a place for your younger brother and nephew, you can only solve the problem using the rules of the arena.

Cheng Shilu rushed over today and made some inquiries. Among the people related to Ye Jingtang, they were either civilians or official officials. Only Yang Guan was considered a Jianghu man and would not go to the government if beaten.

Moreover, Yang Guan was more afraid of Ye Jing Hall than Tiefuling. He didn't understand the rules of the world. If he really didn't come to Ye Jing Hall, then he should teach Yang Guan the rules.

Seeing that the sky had turned completely dark, Cheng Shilu said no more. He stood up with his strong body and held the long-handled copper hammer:

"it's dark."

Yang Guan's face turned pale and he quickly raised his hand: "Master Cheng, it's not like that, hehehehe..."

Seeing the copper hammer being raised, Yang Guan did not dare to resist. He just closed his eyes with a pale face and his facial features almost shrank together.

But the feeling of his leg being broken never came. Instead, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

Ta...Ta...

Yang Guan opened his eyes a little and looked at the rain curtain outside the main hall, only to see a man dressed in black robe slowly appearing at the door of the courtyard, holding a black umbrella in his hand, a long knife hanging on his waist, and following behind him.

A woman in Tsing Yi wearing a curtain hat.

"?!"

Yang Guan was shocked. He didn't expect Young Master Ye to be so generous and treat him like a bitch. He quickly stood up and bowed:

"Young Master Ye, do you really care about me?! This great kindness cannot be repaid..."

Ye Jingtang ignored Yang Guan, handed the umbrella to Luo Nuxia, pressed the knife and walked into the rain:

"Your Excellency is the head of Cheng Shilu Cheng?"

Cheng Shilu's eyes widened, he twisted his neck, walked towards the door, and hit the ground with a long-handled hammer, making a muffled sound of 'dong--':

"A few days ago, your boy beat me..."

Choking——

The sound of a knife interrupted the conversation.

After the Night Terror Hall identified the victim, he stood up and rushed directly to the door without saying a word.

Luo Ning stood at the door, stunned when she saw this scene, and said to herself: Are you in a hurry to go back and recuperate? At least say a few words...!

Cheng Shilu really didn't expect that this stupid young man would have a more violent temper than him. When he saw Ye Jingtang coming at him with a knife, his face became angry and he hit the door directly with a long-handled copper hammer:

"drink!"

clang--

Ye Jingtang drew the sword with his right hand, and the blade struck the copper hammer. The long sword was instantly pushed away by the huge force, but his right elbow pressed against the back of the sword.

Cha——

A ray of sparks burst out from the main hall, frightening Yang Guan and swooping to the side.

Ye Jingtang used his elbow as a fulcrum to support the sword, causing the hammer to slice to the right.

The moment he staggered his body, the handle of the knife was moved into his left hand, the tip of the knife moved forward, and it was a swift forward thrust.

Cha——

With a muffled sound, the tip of the knife stabbed directly into Cheng Shilu's chest. It penetrated more than two fingers into the flesh, but it was difficult to penetrate even an inch further.

The blade penetrated the flesh, and the eyes of the four people present flashed with astonishment.

When Ye Jingtang came over, he had already discussed with Luo Nuxia how strong Shilu's skin was, but after he actually stabbed him with a knife, he realized that this guy was no different from the one wrapped in iron. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a complete She Long.

But when Cheng Shilu was stabbed in the chest with a knife, he was shocked to realize that this young man who had just emerged was much more powerful than his younger brother said. Just by this knife that was as fast as thunder, he could tell that he was on the same level as him.

, and may even be stronger.

After all, the strength of Cheng Shilu is that he is invulnerable, and his body is as strong as a mountain. If he can be as good as the iron-armed Wuchang She Long, he should arm-wrestle with the 'King of Boxing' Jiang Zahu. How could he?

Just a small leader from Yunzhou.

Sensing that the momentum was wrong, Cheng Shilu's tiger eyes that he used to scare the juniors immediately turned into caution. His muscles surged all over his body, and while he strode back, he swept the hammer towards the waist and abdomen of Ye Jingtang with all its strength.

Boom——

The golden melon and copper hammer hit the tea table. The tea table shattered immediately, and the flying pieces of wood were nailed directly into the wall.

It was difficult for Ye Jingtang to break through the defense with one strike, and he was quite wary of him at first, but when he saw that he was fierce but not swift, he could tell that there was a clear difference between this man and She Long, and that he was too biased.

Seeing that Cheng Shilu was limited by his lack of flexibility due to his body size, Ye Jingtang ducked to the side, stabbed Cheng Shilu in the back from a blind corner, and simultaneously threw a fire stick with his left hand.

Huhu~~

Huo Zhezi was bounced away when he took action, spinning in the air, igniting the flames, and accurately knocking over the lampstand in the main hall.

clatter--

Boom~

The lamp oil was turned over and lit again, and the fire illuminated the main hall.

Cheng Shilu didn't understand the meaning of Ye Jingtang. He noticed that Ye Jingtang's movement was too flexible and he was holding a copper hammer while fighting and retreating. He wanted to lean against the corner to avoid being attacked from behind.

Naturally, Ye Jingtang would not give him a chance, and the sword was as powerful as the wind, forcing Cheng Shilu to move to the center of the hall.

Dang Dang Dang——

The hall was filled with the sounds of swords and swords clashing, and the lamp oil that was turned over quickly ignited on the table, igniting the curtains and illuminating the hall in crimson red.

Cheng Shilu held a copper hammer in both hands and strode around, avoiding the blade while striking hard, but in an instant he had smashed several tables and chairs to pieces.

Dong Dong——

Wow——
To be continued...