C45 Blood splattered mandarin duck house

A loud shout rang out.

A middle-aged man wearing a long green robe led the way as he rode a handsome horse. Behind him were twenty to thirty warriors riding fine horses.

"Wu Yu …!" Luo Shan, what the fuck do you mean? Why did you come to smash my Yang Family's Mandarin Duck Restaurant? "

The middle aged man stopped his stallion and stopped ten meters away from Luo Shan, the head of the Luo Family's disciples. He looked at the corpses on the ground and asked furiously.

"Haha, Yang Xiong, what the f * ck do you mean by that? Why don't you tell me what your Yang Family did three days ago? Luo Shan mocked.

"Humph!" What does your Luo Family's business have to do with my Yang Family? Today, you've killed more than twenty people from my yuanyang [1]! " Yang Xiong's eyes were fierce.

"Heh heh, forget it. You're a whore yet you're still setting up a chaste shop? Bullsh * t! It's rare for me to say so much to you, your lordship! I'm here to kill!"

"How dare you!" [Let us see the truth.]

Yang Xiong didn't speak anymore. Stepping onto the saddle, he leaped into the air, crossed a distance of ten meters, and smashed his palm towards Luo Shan.

"Hehe, good timing, I also want to spar with you!" Luo Shan raised his blade.

"The children of the Luo Family, behead the bastards of the Yang Family and avenge them!"

"Kill …"

"Those bastards who killed the Yang Family!"

The disciples of the Luo Family all angrily roared as they charged towards the people of Yang Family with swords and sabers in their hands. The disciples of the Yang Family also jumped off their horses and took out their weapon s, rushing towards the people of the Luo Family.

After Luo Shan finished speaking, he chopped towards the approaching Yang Xiong.

Dang …!

When the blade slashed at Yang Xiong's palm, it did not splatter the blood light that one would think it would. Instead, it released a golden sound, as if it was chopping at steel.

"Heh heh, this old man's Tie Heng palm is going to refine it to the perfect state, today I'll use you to make a move!"

When Yang Xiong landed on the ground, he saw that his palms had turned jet-black, as if they had been forged using black iron, and he once again struck out with his palms towards Luo Shan.

"Hehe, then I want to see if your palm is hard or my Hundred Refinement Blade is sharp."

"Breaking Mountains!"

Luo Shan sneered, and fiercely slashed with the blade with both of his hands.

The Ancient Fighters s of the Houtian eighth stage already had the power of eight Qilins in both body and internal strength. This slash, by using the Martial Skill, carried the power of at least eleven Qilins!

The sound of something whistling through the air made one doubt that even an elephant could be chopped into two halves.

Dang …!

Seeing that the two swords changed to one, Yang Xiong fiercely used the force of his two palms and firmly gripped onto Luo Shan's blade.

"Hee hee …"

Luo Shan saw that his blade had been caught, and did not panic at all. He used all his strength, and with a spin of the Hundred Refinement Blade in his hand, he broke free from Yang Xiong's palms, and pierced towards his chest like a venomous snake.

If he got stabbed, he would definitely get stabbed to death …

Yang Xiong was shocked. As a Ancient cultivator with the same Houtian eighth stage, this Luo Shan's strength was actually greater than his. He leaned his body backwards, and used a lower deck bridge as the tip of the blade to check the direction of Yang Xiong's nose.

Falling Leaves, Thousand Falling Leaves...!

Then, he turned to the side and swept towards Luo Shan like a steel whip.

The two of them fought passionately. The disciples of the two families were also fighting with bloodshot eyes. In a short moment, seven or eight people from each family had fallen into pools of blood.

"Whirlwind …"

Luo Shan's blade spun in his hand, forming a circular blade of light, forcing Yang Xiong's palm to release a palm that had to be pulled out to protect himself.

"Hehe, Yang Xiong, for you to dare leave the Hundred Weapons Pavilion and come to save the Mandarin Duck Restaurant is your greatest mistake."

Luo Shan let out a strange laugh, and with another blade strike, he sliced apart both of Yang Xiong's palms without retreating, the force of the blade continued to force Yang Xiong to retreat.

"What do you mean?" Yang Xiong dodged to the left and right of Luo Shan's blade, and asked angrily.

"Heh heh."

Luo Shan sheathed his blade and laughed weirdly.

"You'll know in a while."

"Report...!" Clan Elder Yang Xiong, something terrible has happened! "

Just then, a disciple of the Yang Family who was riding a horse rushed over to Yang Xiong in a hurry.

"Reporting to Elder Yang Xiong, something terrible has happened!" The disciple of Yang Family dismounted from her horse and bowed to Yang Xiong.

"What big matter? Is there anything bigger than this?" Yang Xiong was furious about the incident at the Mandarin Duck Restaurant as he roared at the Yang Family disciples who had come to report.

"Hiss …" "This …"

Only then did the disciples of the Yang Family notice the blood and corpses littered all over the floor of the mandarin duck building.

"Reporting to the elders, after you came to the Mandarin Duck Restaurant to rescue us, Luo Family Luoqing and Luo Shi brought a large number of Luo Family disciples and attacked our Hundred Weapons Pavilion …" The Yang Family disciple said with a pale complexion.

"Elder Yang Xiu alone is not a match for those two Luo Family Elders, so he sent two people to our family to ask for help, and this lowly one is here to ask you to quickly return to Hundred Weapons Pavilion to help us."

"What?" You said that Hundred Weapons Pavilion is in danger! "

Yang Xiong was shocked, and then he understood what Luo Shan meant to him.

Pointing at Luo Shan with a gloomy expression, he said, "You attacked the Lovers Terrace to lure us out of the mountain so you could attack my Yang Family's more important Hundred Weapons Pavilion?"

How could he not understand that he had fallen into her trap?

"Haha, I never thought that Xiao Qing and Old Stone would have pretty fast hands and feet. That's right, your Yang Family smashed my Luo Family's Pleasing Inn and the Lifestyle, then my Luo Family will repay the favor with our teeth, pay with our blood, and finish off your more important Yang Family's mandarin duck tower and Hundred Weapons Pavilion's Hundred Weapons Pavilion" Luo Shan cut the ground with his long blade, and laughed loudly.

"My Yang Family will remember this debt, let's go!"

Yang Xiong waved his hand, wanting to bring his people back to save the Hundred Weapons Pavilion, but how could Luo Shan do as he wished?

"Since you're here, don't think about leaving. If you're going to leave, ask the sword in my hand if I agree!"

His mission was to lure the tiger out of the mountain, then delay Yang Xiong and the others, so as to buy time for Luoqing, Luo Shi, and the others to attack the Bai Bin Pavilion. How could he let Yang Xiong go just like that?

"You're courting death!"

Yang Xiong was furious.

The Hundred Weapons Pavilion was different, there were a large number of weapon s in there. If the two families were to start a war, those weapon s would definitely be of importance, and in other words, they would be equivalent to an armory. The mandarin duck building was just a tool to earn money, and if the Hundred Weapons Pavilion was in trouble, it would be detrimental to the war between the Yang Family and the Luo Family.

With his internal strength shattered to the extreme, both of his palms released a faint black light as he angrily struck at Luo Shan non-stop, causing Luo Shan's clothes to flutter in the wind.

Facing Yang Xiong's desperate counterattack, Luo Shan frowned, he did not dare be careless and kept on blocking with his blade. The impact caused both of Yang Xiong's palms to hit Luo Shan's long blade and create * bang * sounds, which made Luo Shan's palm slightly numb.

Yang Xiong caught hold of one of Luo Shan's flaws, and used his palm to deflect the long blade that was coming at him, striking Luo Shan's left shoulder with his palm.

"Hmph …"

Luo Shan groaned, endured the pain, switched wounds, and used his right hand to grab onto the blade on Yang Xiong's waist. Yang Xiong's reaction was extremely fast, at the critical moment he twisted his body, causing a large portion of the blade force to miss, but his waist still had a cut from the blade's tip.

Luo Shan was also forced to retreat a dozen steps. A hole was formed on his left shoulder, and through the hole, he could see a black purple handprint on Luo Shan's left shoulder.

Luo Shan only felt a fiery and stinging pain from his left shoulder. This palm strike had caused him to lose consciousness in his left hand, and the bones in his shoulder had been broken by Yang Xiong's palm.

The two looked at each other, separated by a dozen meters.

"Hmph, Luo Shan, if we continue, both of us will suffer." Blood slowly flowed down Yang Xiong's waist, and it was obvious that he was not in a good situation either.

"So what? Are you afraid?"

Luo Shan mocked.

"You want to waste time here, but this old man doesn't have the time to accompany you. Sooner or later, the two of us will have a fight. When that happens, this old man will fight you to the death!"

As Yang Xiong spoke, he waved his hand and the disciples of Destiny Yang Family withdrew themselves from the battle. The disciples of Luo Family wanted to pester him, but they were stopped by Luo Shan.

His goal of stalling for time had already been achieved. It was likely that the Hundred Weapons Pavilion had stopped their battle and there was no need to make the disciples of the Luo Family suffer any more casualties.

"I'll wait!"

Luo Shan replied, seeing Yang Xiong bringing the Yang Family disciples onto the horses, he anxiously rushed towards the Hundred Weapons Pavilion, even taking the bodies of the more than ten dead Yang Family disciples, it was obvious that Yang Xiong was extremely anxious.

"Bring the dead clansman's body back to the Luo Family for burial!" Luo Shan ordered.

In the battle just now, ten of their Luo Family's disciples had also died, while the remaining disciples were injured …

"Clan Elder, what should we do about the corpses of the Yang Family people?" One of the leaders of the Houtian sixth stage said.

"Bring back the Yang Family's corpse and cremate!"

Luo Shan raised his hand, and rushed towards the Luo Family, leaving behind the Luo Family disciples who were cleaning up the corpses and the crowd on the streets. Although the two families had deep grudges, they had definitely lived in the same area for so many years, and the deaths of the living had caused the grievances and grievances to vanish into thin air …