The Invincible Myth of Wuxia

Chapter 41 Provocation
Several people were puzzled. Among them, Mr. Wu, who had lamented Song Pingsheng last time, turned sideways to face a man next to him who was about [-] years old, wearing black uniforms, a flat crown on his head, and gold thick-soled climbing boots. The young man said: "Brother Liao, did you see that you and I have come to this flavor building not once or twice, but have you ever seen a shopkeeper give you a toast?"

The young man surnamed Liao had a ruddy complexion and a little confusion in his mind because of drinking alcohol. Seeing that someone had more face than himself, he immediately became unhappy.

He is the eldest son of the Liao family, and the next head of the Liao family. In the entire Suiyang mansion, the adults of the Futai will greet him when they see him. If anyone makes them unhappy, they will directly assemble the army and directly destroy the other party's entire family.

Among the many descendants of the aristocratic families present, except for Mr. Wu, everyone else had to act according to his face, and it was too late to curry favor with him everywhere.

I didn't expect to be compared by others today. I was so angry that I stretched out my hand from a servant who was dressed next to me, and snatched my cold iron spear. With so much force, he had already pierced the window of the room with a single shot.

The doors and windows were all carved from nanmu, how could they withstand his full blow, they were directly smashed to pieces, and the originally antique room was suddenly in a mess.

And from the shattered hole, everyone present also saw the scene inside. Song Pingsheng was sitting upright at the top, and just when he received the fine wine offered by the shopkeeper of Fengweilou, and was about to drink it all up, he sensed that someone The gun went through the window.

Looking at the angry young man in black uniform outside, he was standing proudly with a gun, staring at him with disdain.

Song Pingsheng stopped the wine glass in his hand with a gloomy face, stared outside, and said in a cold tone: "No matter who you are, if you disturb my noble spirit, if I don't teach you a lesson today, it will be hard to get rid of my anger."

After saying that, he directly used the Tiangang Divine Art to throw the wine glass in his hand. This blow contained [-]% of his strength. Even if the opponent's peak strength could catch it, he would still be injured.

Just when the shopkeeper of Fengweilou next to him was about to apologize to him, he found the wine glass flying out and went straight to the young man in black.

At this time, they also recognized the identities of several people, and immediately spoke to Song Pingsheng to persuade him: "Mr. Shen, wait a moment. That is Liao Teng, the eldest son of the Liao family. His identity is unusual. There must be a misunderstanding."

However, he who had already shot at this time, of course, would not stop there. After throwing out the wine glass, he picked up the jade chopsticks on the table, and shot at Liao Ting with all his strength, as if he wanted to put this person to death.

When he saw that the fatal blow from the innate realm was about to fall on him, the dove-faced old man who had held the gun for Liao Teng instantly took action to catch the wine glass, and the aura of the innate realm on his body was clearly revealed.

He caught the flying wine glass with one hand and pushed Liao Cheng aside with the other hand. However, a blow containing [-]% of Song Pingsheng's strength directly shattered the palm of his hand with such powerful force upon contact.

Before he could release the strength from the wine glass in his right hand, the jade chopsticks that had been chasing after him followed suit. With a flash of green light, the dove-faced old man groaned and hit the wall beside the corridor, and then fell down all the way In the private room opposite.

The guests who were drinking and watching the dancer's performance first heard a broken sound, and then suddenly a figure flew over and landed on their table.

Looking up at the scene outside, the few people who were just about to yell at each other saw a group of well-known young masters in Suiyang Mansion, and immediately quieted down. None of the disciples of these aristocratic families could offend them.

The dove-faced old man struggled to stand up, ignoring the vegetable soup and wine dripping on his body, and quickly came to Liao Cheng's side. He endured the injury on his left shoulder and whispered: "Young master, hurry up. This person dares to attack unscrupulously. He must be a murderer." He is a cruel person, and he is much stronger than the old slave. When the other party takes action, he may not be able to protect the young master's safety."

Shocked by the electric flint scene in front of him, Liao Teng's drunkenness was mostly sober, but as the eldest son of the Liao family and the next head of the family, he has his own arrogance, and no one in Suiyang Mansion dares to kill him.

Pushing away the old man with dove noodles, without looking at the jade chopsticks stuck on his body, he kicked open the wooden door of the private room, walked in and said proudly to Song Pingsheng: "Boy, who are you, how dare you Don't you know my identity if you attack this young master? Don't you know my Liao family? Believe it or not, you can't get out of this Suiyang city."

He also heard what the old man with a dove face said just now. As far as he knows, Liao Hun seems to be from the Liao family in Suiyang, Yongzhou, and he should be a brother of the same clan as this Liao Teng.

At this time, many children of the family headed by Mr. Wu also recognized Song Pingsheng, thinking that only such a person deserves to be personally toasted by the shopkeeper of Fengweilou.

He smiled wryly in his heart, this time he really kicked the iron plate, this person is the one who kills without batting an eyelid, he really excited the other party, and the others might be implicated as well, so he immediately walked into the room, approached him and said, "It turns out that Shen Yu Brother Shen Xian, we haven't seen each other for so many years, I don't know if you still recognize him as brother?"

"This brother looks familiar, but I just can't remember the name for a while." Song Pingsheng had a deep impression of this person in Shen Yu's memory, but he couldn't remember it now, so don't ask.

Mr. Wu smiled and stood between Song Pingsheng and Liao Teng, and introduced himself: "Brother Shen is devoted to cultivation, and it is normal for him to forget about the past. Brother Yu is Wu Siyuan, the son of the Wu family."

"It turned out to be Brother Wu. I have some impressions. Since that's the case, I would like to trouble Brother Wu to step aside for now. Shen and this young master of the Liao family still have some grievances." Song Pingsheng simply clasped his fists at Wu Siyuan, and then followed Looking at Liao Teng expressionlessly, he said.

"Wu Siyuan, get out of the way, my young master will let him see how powerful our Liao family is today." Liao Teng also ignored the other party, and stretched out his hand to push Wu Siyuan who was standing between the two of them. Then he walked in front of Song Pingsheng and said proudly.

Song Pingsheng's killing intent was instantly awe-inspiring, and the fallen leaf Qingfeng sword placed on the table on the left seemed to feel the master's murderous aura, and immediately let out soft moaning sounds, full of desire for blood.

Everyone present was surprised to see this sword, isn't this the legendary sword with spirits, at least it is a spiritual weapon, Wu Siyuan commented in his heart.

Liao Teng looked at Song Pingsheng's Fallen Leaf Qingfeng Sword with a greedy expression. He seemed to think of something, and said in a reluctant tone: "Since you and Wu Siyuan know each other, I will give him a face. You just have to present this sword yourself. , for the matter of you ignoring our Liao family and hurting Mr. Mo, this young master can let the past go."

(End of this chapter)