Half a horse behind Ye Longyi was Ye Jianxiao and Ye Zhenfeng, who had not been seen for a long time.
Behind them, there were more than a dozen powerful soldiers in full armor with bows and swords on their backs. They should be Ye Longyi's guards.
Seeing this old enemy appear again, Lin Xuan, Shen Jianchuan, and Wang Dakuan could not help but emit a murderous aura.
Nearly two months ago, it was Ye Longyi who caused Shen Jianchuan's family to be destroyed and Lin Xuan and Wang Dakuan to flee in panic.
Now that the enemy had met, their eyes were exceptionally red. Especially Shen Jianchuan, he couldn't wait to rush down and cut off the enemy's head with the sword in his hand!
"Lin Xuan, what's going on?"
Shi Wuque, Wang Xiong, and Lin Xuan also felt that something was wrong with Lin Xuan and the other two and cast a concerned look.
"I met an old enemy."
Lin Xuan said indifferently, his eyes revealing a trace of coldness.
"Brother Xuan, I want to kill Ye Longyi now!" Shen Jianchuan gripped the hilt of his sword and said coldly.
Lin Xuan turned his head and said indifferently: "Xiao Chuan, we need to plan before we act. Do you know Ye Longyi's current cultivation? Do you know how many experts he has with him?
If you rush down like this, let's not talk about whether you can kill Ye Longyi. Even if you kill Ye Longyi, can you escape the arrest of the Daqian dynasty?
Ye Longyi is not an ordinary martial artist. He is the ninth young master of the High Bow Marquis House. He has the noble status of the Daqian dynasty. A commoner killing a noble is equivalent to a rebellion. The consequences are not something you and I can bear. "
"But Brother Xuan! Don't tell me you want me to let go of my parents' death and let him get away with it? "Shen Jianchuan whispered indignantly.
Lin Xuan smiled and shook his head. He patted Shen Jianchuan on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Chuan, we must kill Ye Longyi, but we don't necessarily have to sacrifice our own lives. There are many ways to kill him, but rushing head-on is the most stupid way."
"Alright, Brother Xuan, I'll listen to you!"
Shen Jianchuan wasn't stupid. After Lin Xuan's reminder, he immediately understood the pros and cons and forced himself to calm down.
At this time, Wang Xiong stood up and said with a face full of fighting spirit, "My Lord, your enemy is my enemy, Wang Xiong's enemy. This subordinate is willing to kill your enemy for my Lord!"
Lin Xuan looked at Wang Xiong with slight surprise. This guy had gotten into his role so quickly?
In fact, this was also because he didn't know Wang Xiong well. Wang Xiong was famous in the Bamboo Sword Sect for being a battle maniac. If he didn't find someone to fight a few battles every day, he would be completely listless.
There was no one in the Bamboo Sword Sect who didn't fear him. Even some of the elders with higher cultivation than him were tired of his pestering.
As a last resort, Wang Xiong would enter the mountains every day to fight with the fierce beasts for fun.
This also caused Wang Xiong to unknowingly master the Iron Elephant Fist to the realm of Great Accomplishment in just a few years. His battle strength was extremely terrifying.
Although Xu Tianxing and Lan Caixin were ranked higher than him, that was only in terms of cultivation. If they really fought to the death, even if Xu Tianxing and Lan Caixin worked together, they might not be able to defeat Wang Xiong.
Although he was now under Lin Xuan, it was difficult for him to change his nature. To him, as long as there was a fight, it was fine, no matter who the opponent was.
Lin Xuan carefully observed Wang Xiong. From the boundless battle intent on his face, he gradually understood this guy's temperament. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. It seemed that his careless actions had actually picked up a treasure.
For a person with tyrannical strength like Wang Xiong, who dared to fight to the death, to any person in a higher position, was a talent that could only be found but not sought. It was worth nurturing.
He smiled and said, "Wang Xiong, don't worry. Since you like to fight so much, there will be plenty of chances for you to fight in the future. However, not tonight. Our main mission tonight is to relax."
"Yes, Master." Wang Xiong was a little disappointed. He sat down and didn't say anything else.
Ye Longyi, Ye Jianxiao, and the others also entered the River Suppression Tower. However, they directly went to the inn on the third floor, not meeting Lin Xuan and the others.
After a while, the guests at the table on the second floor gradually arrived. The wine and dishes were also arranged properly.
Lin Xuan and the others faced the table full of delicious wine and delicacies. They didn't hesitate to eat heartily.
Anyway, they didn't know many people around. They only had one goal today, and that was to eat and drink well.
The host of the banquet, Jiang Shaoyun, was a young fatty with a big belly. His body shape was comparable to Wang Dakuan's.
His pair of small eyes flashed with the cunning light of a businessman. Although he was young, he was able to make friends with the young martial artists and was smooth and slick in dealing with people.
He toasted while vigorously promoting his family's iron ships. In a short while, he had sold several ships. He was so happy that his chin was about to split to the back of his ears.
Among the several major forces in Fish Dragon Town, the Flying Fish Sect sent King Blackfish's second son, Ling Zhanyu. He was also Ling Feiyu's brother. He looked very similar to Ling Feiyu, but his temperament was completely different.
Ling Zhanyu's face was arrogant and condescending. He walked past Lin Xuan's table with a group of guards, but he didn't even lift his eyelids. It was obvious that he didn't put this new River Sect in his eyes. When other young warriors came to flatter him, he also ignored them.
The one who came from the Jiang Long Hui was a mysterious woman with a veil over her face and a graceful figure. She held a small white jade colored beast in her arms. Under the hospitality of the host of the banquet, Jiang Shaoyun, she sat at the table next to the Dajiang Gang.
She seemed to be very low-key, but she gave people a sense of unapproachable distance. She was somewhat out of tune with the surrounding environment.
Although there were many youths in the surroundings who were stunned by her extraordinary charm, not a single one dared to approach and strike up a conversation with her. All of them inexplicably felt a trace of inferiority.
She drank elegantly while sizing up the surrounding warriors. Her pair of eyes paused a few times on Lin Xuan's table with an inexplicable meaning.
The Iron Tiger Sect only existed in name today. No one came today.
The Black Snakes Sect was the last to arrive. The leader was Shi Wuque's eldest brother, Shi Wudao.
Shi Wudao walked with majestic steps, leading a few youths to Lin Xuan's table. He couldn't help but snort and mock Shi Wuque, "Second Brother, you're a member of the Black Snakes Sect, but you're helping outsiders kill our Black Snakes Sect's elites. You're getting better and better!"
Shi Wuque's face turned angry. He stood up and replied coldly, "You know that I'm your second brother? That's surprising! Although my surname is also Shi, I don't think I've officially joined the Black Snakes Sect, right? "
"Good! Very good! It seems that I've been too kind to you before! "Shi Wudao said coldly.
"Ha! Then I should really thank you for your kindness. Otherwise, I wouldn't be alive today, right? "Shi Wuque said with a smile.
"It seems that you've really grown up!" Shi Wudao's gaze was as sharp as a knife. A murderous intent flashed through his eyes.
The two brothers had always been like fire and water. They had fought countless times in private. Today, they finally shed all pretense of cordiality. Even the last layer of cloth covering their shame had been torn off.
This kind of thing wasn't uncommon in some of the big families. Most of the surrounding people were looking at them with the mood of watching a good show. Their faces were full of gossip and schadenfreude.
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