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Chapter 339 Everyone sitting here is... (please subscribe!)
"Recognized? Why don't you leave, stay and drink?"

Hearing Yang San's lazy words, his eyes seemed to be chasing flies, which made all the guests glared, but no one dared to stand out due to the prestige of Dionysus.

"Little ghost, do you see that, this is what I told you, big fists are the last word, no matter how much you tell them, it's useless, only when you convince them, they will fight Reason with you."

Yang San turned his head and said to Zhang Wuji earnestly, Zhang Wuji is good in everything, but his heart is too kind, and he has not inherited his mother's cruelty at all.

"Oh, so that's the case, but Brother Yang, can you stop calling me a brat?"

Zhang Wuji nodded thoughtfully, but he was powerless when Yang San called him a kid. Ever since Yang San discovered Zhang Wuji's talkative nature, he kept calling him a kid.

"Okay, brat."

Seeing that Yang San still used them as negative teaching materials, all the guests were even more furious.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, you must forgive others and forgive others. Don't rely on Zhang Zhenren's prestige to be arrogant."

An old monk who looked like an eminent Shaolin monk couldn't help persuading him.

Yang San looked at him with great interest, "What is the master's name?"

"Old Nakong Wen."

Empty news?It seems to be the abbot of Shaolin Temple, yes, the background is quite big.

Yang San turned to look at Zhang Sanfeng, and shouted jokingly.

"Old Zhang, Master Kongwen said that I hugged your thigh and bullied others, what do you think?"

Seeing that Yang San was so rude to Zhang Sanfeng, all the guests were in an uproar. You must know that Zhang Sanfeng is the king of today's martial arts.

Zhang Sanfeng knew something was wrong after Master Kongwen spoke, as expected, but at this moment, Zhang Sanfeng naturally wouldn't weaken his family's momentum.

"Where is it? With your status, Xiaodao should hug your thigh."

"Well, yes, you make a lot of sense."

Yang San nodded in satisfaction, gave Zhang Sanfeng an appreciative look, and praised Zhang Sanfeng's eye-catching.

"Hmph, it's still the God of Dionysus. After all, it's not for the dragon sword."

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the group of guests. This person was quite clever, and he used his deep inner strength to make his voice appear erratic. Most people really couldn't tell who shouted it.

It's a pity that Yang San is not an ordinary person, he slapped the jug casually, and immediately a drop of fine wine sprayed out from it.

"Duh!"

Yang San, who was sincere and pretending to be coercive, let out a low drink, and patted the drop of wine lightly with his palm.

In an instant, the drop of fine wine turned into a very thin sword, exuding multicolored light, flying towards the guests as if slowly and rapidly.

Not only that, but it also seems to have its own identification and locking function, bypassing the surprised eyes of the guests one by one, and locking on a middle-aged scribe in gorgeous clothes.

The scribe waved his folding fan lightly, handsome and unrestrained, and laughed lightly at the wind with the people around him, his eyes were not on Yang San, as if he didn't pay attention to the little sword.

Not long after, the scribe noticed that the atmosphere around him was strange, and the person beside him who was chatting and laughing with him also looked to his right in horror, and turned his head in doubt.

When he saw this, his pupils tightened, and he saw a small crystal sword drawing a beautiful arc, bypassing the other masters of the other factions one by one, and flying straight towards him.

The people around him ran around in horror, and the scribes suppressed the panic in their hearts when they saw this, and changed their positions with the crowd without a trace.

As soon as the scribe moved, the little sword moved accordingly, and the scribe couldn't help feeling anxious. He was careful and found that no matter how he moved, even if someone else stood in front of him, the little sword would point at him again.

Gradually, all the guests also discovered this strange phenomenon.

"Wow!"

In just an instant, there was an area of ​​at least three feet square where the scribes were.

"My God, the target of this little sword is actually him?"

"How could it be that he yelled that sentence just now?"

"Impossible, Senior Shenjizi has a great reputation, so how could he do such a thing to slander others."

"I don't think it looks like that either. Senior Shenjizi is the head of the Huashan School."

"Hmph, if you know people, you don't know your face, but you don't know your heart. Are there fewer hypocrites in the world?"

……

For a while, all the guests pointed at the scribes and said everything.

Yang San also learned from it that it turned out to be Xian Yutong, a well-known hypocrite in Yitian.

It is said that there are countless hypocrites who are the heads of the Huashan School in the past. Could it be that they were carried forward by him?

Xian Yutong stood alone in the open space, he was very embarrassed for a moment, although he was the head of the Huashan School, but he got it by tricks, and his martial arts were not considered high.

"Master Kongwen, save me."

Kong Wen was originally shocked by Yang San's miraculous technique, but now he heard Xian Yutong calling for help.

He has cooperated with Xianyu Tongduo in the past, and the nickname of Xianyu Tongshen Machine is not for nothing, and this alone is worth saving.

"Amitabha, the benefactor of the god of wine, is there any misunderstanding here? The head of Xian is not such a villain."

"Little devil, look, now that they can't beat me, they are going to come and reason with me."

Kong Wen saw that Yang San lowered his head and preached to Zhang Wuji again, and completely ignored his words.

Hearing that Xianyu Tong kept calling for help, Kong Wen let out a cold snort, jumped up, and slapped the crystal sword with a strong palm.

"boom."

There was a loud bang, and Kong Wen's palm seemed to be hitting a boulder.

Kong Wen suddenly let out a cry of pain, covered his palms and backed away again and again.

Everyone took a closer look and found a trace of bright red on Kong Wen's wrist, they couldn't help being shocked.

Master Kongwen's famous stunts are "Strong Vajra Finger" and "Dragon Claw Grasping Hand". The kung fu is all in his hands, but at this time he was injured by an inconspicuous small sword.

"what?"

At this time, Xian Yutong screamed and clutched his right shoulder, lying on the ground in a panic.

It turned out that Kong Wen's palm seemed to inject new power into the little sword, and the little sword that Kong Wen slapped, with a fierce sword whistle, instantly pierced Xian Yutong's right shoulder.

"Hmph, for He Datong's sake, I'll let you off this time, and next time I hear you gossip, I'll chop it off."

Yang San rubbed Zhang Wuji's dog's head, looked at Xian Yutong coldly, and couldn't help feeling sorry for Wang Chongyang.

A majestic generation of gods, no one in the next generation can inherit his mantle, and there will always be some despicable villains.

Zhao Zhijing was like that back then, so is Xian Yutong now, and Yue Buqun will be outstanding in the future.

Seeing that Yang San seemed to have no intention of making another move, the disciples of the Huashan School hurried forward to help Xian Yutong up.

"Who are you? How dare you mention the name of Patriarch Huashan."

Xian Yutong clutched his shoulders and stared at Yang San resentfully. The penetrating injury on his shoulder seemed serious, but in fact it didn't hurt his muscles and bones, it was nothing more than self-cultivation.

"Hehe, is He Datong awesome? But he's just a covetous person who fears death."

For He Datong, Yang San was just giving Wang Chuyi and Qiu Chuji face, and he also had a part in supporting Xiangyang back then.

It is conceivable why everyone else fought against Xiangyang to the death, but Duhe Datong founded a sect in Huashan.

"Presumptuous, even if you have done three good fortunes and slandered the patriarch again and again, aren't you afraid of causing the whole martial arts to cast aside?"

(End of this chapter)