"If you want to cause trouble, you'll have to bear the consequences."
Bu Fang's voice was very calm. He leaned against the door frame, holding the blue-and-white porcelain cup between his fingers, and let out a light belch. His expressionless face was flushed with alcohol, and his eyes were slightly tipsy, which made him look very attractive.
Tian Xuzi's face scrunched up into a frown as he inhaled the almost tangible burp. He took a few steps back and coldly stared at Bu Fang.
With a sneer on his face, his white beard and white hair were slightly fluttering as a sharp sword energy floated behind him.
"So what if I want to cause trouble? If I don't get to drink this wine today, I'll tear down your store! " Tian Xuzi pinched his fingers together and the longsword on his back emitted a crisp cry. It actually directly soared into the sky, spun a few times, and floated above his head.
The sword was incomparably resplendent. In the dark night, it was as dazzling as starlight.
The secret technique of the Void Sword Pavillion, the Sword Manipulation Technique.
In the distance, the corner of Xiao Yue's mouth twitched as he watched Tian Xuzi display the Sword Manipulation Technique. He did not know whether to laugh or cry. Judging from Tian Xuzi's appearance, it was obvious that he did not do any homework before coming to the imperial city. It was obvious that he did not understand the trump card of Fang Fang's Little Store.
Even Xiao Meng had suffered a great loss at this store before. Owner Bu was … completely unafraid of a seventh grade Battle-Saint.
Ni Yan, on the other hand, was rather interested. Her beautiful eyes slightly widened and her long eyelashes blinked as she expectantly looked at the chubby Xiao Bai who was already walking out from behind Bu Fang.
This puppet … was very interesting. Ni Yan had never seen a puppet that could resist a seventh grade Battle-Saint. She was going to feast her eyes on it today.
"Elder Sister Ni Yan, aren't we going to help? Tian Xuzi is a seventh grade Battle-Saint and the owner is only a fifth grade Battle-King … Won't he be crushed to death? "
Ye Ziling asked with her eyes wide open. She puzzledly looked toward Ni Yan, who was watching a good show.
"Don't worry, that old man won't die," Ni Yan said as she patted Ye Ziling's head.
Ye Ziling: "…"
"Sister Ni Yan … you're talking to the wrong person. I'm saying that the boss might be in danger. A seventh grade Battle-Saint is still very powerful," Ye Ziling said seriously.
Ni Yan looked at the girl, who was serious and cute, and could not help but laugh, "It's okay, that old man … really won't die."
Ye Ziling: "…"
Xiao Meng did not look worried either. He stood with his hands behind his back. He wanted to see how strong the Patriarch of the Void Sword Pavilion was. He had been able to fight against Xiao Bai back then. If Tian Xuzi could do the same, then he would have to take him seriously.
The Thirteen Bandits of Mozhou smiled excitedly as they stared at Tian Xuzi and Bu Fang with meaningful smiles.
The man in red, Mu Lingfeng, leaned against the wall of the alleyway. He stroked his slender fingers as he calmly watched the battle that was about to break out.
Bu Fang smacked his lips and savored the intoxicating aroma of the wine. He straightened his body, adjusted the lapel in front of his chest, turned around, and lightly patted Xiao Bai's stomach. He calmly said, "Troublemakers, just strip them and throw them out."
"Everyone, the store's opening hours for today have ended. If you would like to taste the wine, please come earlier tomorrow and line up. After opening hours, the store will not provide service."
Bu Fang's figure gradually disappeared into the shadows of the store. However, his calm voice drifted out and lingered in the ears of the crowd.
Everyone's faces were slightly startled. Tomorrow … earlier?
Someone curled the corner of his mouth, seemingly unconcerned and disdainful of Bu Fang's words. Who did he think he was? Making us, a group of seventh grade Battle-Saints, line up and wait for your opening?
Even the emperor … might not have the right to do so!
"Hehe, line up tomorrow? If your store gets smashed tonight, then there's no need to line up tomorrow. "The seventh master, who was mixed in with the Thirteen Bandits, looked at the imposing Tian Xuzi with a sneer on his face.
When Tian Xuzi saw that Bu Fang had actually ignored him and directly entered the store, he instantly flew into a rage out of humiliation. He, Tian Xuzi, was renowned throughout the world. When had he ever been looked down upon like this? This young man was simply too arrogant!
"Arrogant brat, do you think you can stop me with a mere puppet? You must be dreaming! "
Tian Xuzi angrily roared. With a flick of his fingers, the flying sword transformed into a stream of light. Tian Xuzi took a step forward and instantly transformed into a sky full of afterimages. Wrapped in sword light, he charged into the store and headed straight for Bu Fang.
Xiao Bai had a chubby mechanical belly and his mechanical red eyes were faintly flickering. As the red light swept across, the seventh master, who was hiding in the crowd, trembled all over. Damn it, he was even traumatized.
The sky full of sword light and the illusionary afterimages. Tian Xuzi's speed was extremely fast and he wanted to bypass Xiao Bai in an instant.
Tian Xuzi's cultivation level was very high. This move caused everyone present to suck in a breath of cold air. Their expressions became grave. An expert who entered the Battle-Saint realm with a sword was definitely terrifying in terms of killing power.
Even Xiao Meng felt some pressure when facing this move.
Ni Yan, on the other hand, curled her lips. This coquettish sword move was so coquettish that it gave people goosebumps. However, she had to admit … it was indeed powerful.
"Sister Ni Yan …" Seeing Tian Xuzi's move, Ye Ziling once again turned her head toward Ni Yan to ask if she should make a move.
However, Ni Yan still shook her head. However, the grave expression on her face showed that she was also a little hesitant at this moment.
Tian Xuzi was incomparably ethereal. Wrapped in sword light, he wanted to scuttle into the store. He was very confident that this move was the Imperial Sword Technique. Regardless of whether it was for killing or escaping, it would be so fast that it would dazzle the eyes of others. How could a mere puppet block it?
"This arrogant brat, I must teach him a good lesson and let him know what it means to respect the strong!"
Tian Xuzi sneered in his heart.
Bang!!
Suddenly, with a soft sound, the sky full of sword light disappeared completely in an instant.
A long sword fell onto the ground with a jingle, emitting a crisp sound.
Tian Xuzi's expression stiffened and he found it hard to believe. His illusionary afterimage rapidly dashed forward in an attempt to overtake Xiao Bai. However, his entire body suddenly began to tremble. In his eyes, a huge mechanical palm was continuously enlarging.
Bang!!
Tian Xuzi's head collided with Xiao Bai's raised palm. In that instant of collision, it was as if a bottle of five flavors had been knocked over. Sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy feelings instantly surged into his heart.
"What the f * ck …"
Tian Xuzi's swiftly moving figure came to a screeching halt as he cursed in his heart. He was directly sent flying by a tremendous force, his body directly spun in the air before he violently crashed onto the ground. The remaining force even pushed him a great distance...
Awkward, silence …
The scene instantly became a little strange.
The crowd stared at each other in disbelief. They looked at Tian Xuzi, who was lying on the ground in a sorry state, clutching his nose and groaning in disbelief. Then, they looked at Xiao Bai, who had an iron-skinned belly. That expression … was as if a dog had bitten a lion to death.
Ye Ziling's eyes were wide open in an adorable manner. Her rosy and glossy red lips were slightly opened, so wide that an egg could almost be stuffed inside.
The corners of Ni Yan's mouth curled up as she let out a long sigh of relief in her heart. As expected, Owner Bu was not out of his mind. Instead, he had the ability to do so.
Even though she did not know how much of a coincidence the previous scene was, but to be able to send an attacking seventh grade Battle-Saint flying with a single slap … Xiao Bai, you are awesome!
Ni Yan was overjoyed.
Tian Xuzi covered his nose as he stood up from the ground. In that instant, his nose had come into contact with Whitey's mechanical palm. The pain he felt when his nose collided with Whitey's mechanical palm made him want to cry …
He was enraged, thoroughly enraged. Previously, he only wanted to teach this arrogant brat a lesson. Now, he wanted to dismantle this mechanical puppet that had humiliated him.
He almost failed miserably due to his carelessness. This was simply … humiliating!
Buzz!
With a sword hum, the longsword on the ground whizzed up and floated in front of Tian Xuzi. His expression turned solemn and there seemed to be tiny swords swirling in his eyes. Then, with a light flick of his fingers, the longsword split into two, two into four, four into a huge pile …
The densely packed longsword floated in front of him.
Attack, my sword!
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