Hey, you are reborn too?

The first to take action were the people at the tables at the door.

They seemed impatient, but also seemed to have planned it in advance.

The people at those tables separated into two sides, some continued to stay in Qingfeng Teahouse, while others quickly ran outside.

"Stop!" The shout was so loud and powerful that it startled the people rushing out of the teahouse, causing them to sway and slow down a little.

Xie Yongwei had very sensitive ears and was almost injured by the loud noise.

She looked up and saw that it was the "big shot" from Beili.

He moved!

As soon as those people made a move, the people at the two tables in Beili reacted immediately.

The middle-aged man in the lead moved first. He tapped his toes lightly, his sleeves fluttered, and he flew rapidly to the entrance of the teahouse.

As soon as he landed, the middle-aged man from Beili started to attack with his sword.

He swung his sword so fast that those people's throats were slit on the spot before they even had time to draw their swords to block it.

One sword frosted fourteen states! (From: Offering money to Shangfu, Tang Dynasty Guanxiu)

The change happened so quickly, almost in an instant.

Until the boiling hot blood spilled on the teahouse table, chairs, and floor, and those people fell heavily to the floor, making a few "bang" sounds.

Everyone finally realized what was happening.

Gasps could be heard throughout the teahouse.

The sounds of people gasping for air came one after another, with a tendency of "one person finishes his song and the next one comes on stage".

With surprise and suspicion, everyone stared at the door, a dangerous place. For a moment, their buttocks were glued to their chairs.

The whole person seemed to be under a spell, unable to move.

Xie Yongwei heard someone sigh and say, "Murder has been committed."

Before the people here could react, the gangsters over there also started to move.

They lost several people in each faction, and although the number of people was reduced, it gave the rest of the people some breathing time.

Finally, they drew the swords hanging from their waists.

"Zheng"——

The swords collided, making a teeth-grinding friction sound.

The middle-aged Beiliren with deep features fought against more than a dozen people alone, and his sword moves were not chaotic at all.

Every move and every posture, opening and closing, fully demonstrates the strong internal strength.

Wherever the edge went, bright sword light and dark red blood splattered.

On the other hand, although the dozen or so gangsters had the advantage in numbers, their coordination was hard to describe.

Although Xie Yongwei could not see any flaws in their tactics, she heard the sneer from the Venerable Long Yin beside her.

As the two sides went back and forth, the other people in the teahouse finally reacted.

They protected their important parts, finally raised their buttocks, bent their bodies, and dodged to the edge of the battle between the two sides.

This middle-aged man from Beili was very skilled in Kung Fu. Xie Yongwei stepped aside and watched coldly.

The dozen or so people who were originally next to the middle-aged man from Beili also joined the battle calmly at this moment.

They changed their shapes and formed a formation.

"Ah!" The person hiding next to Xie Yongwei and the others exclaimed.

Xie Yongwei's ears moved slightly, and she heard a voice saying "Beili Formation!"

The dozen or so people cooperated with the leader - the middle-aged man from Beili, to set up the formation, cooperate with each other, and advance and retreat meticulously.

Xie Yongwei narrowed her eyes. These people coordinated perfectly, swinging their swords at almost exact angles, and their auras were cold and murderous.

This cold murderous aura - Xie Yongwei's pupils shrank. It looked extremely similar to the murderous aura that only belonged to soldiers.

Could it be that this small group of Beili people actually came from the Beili military?

The two teams kept fighting, with swords clashing everywhere. Xie Yongwei pricked up her ears and could hear praises and scolding from the people around her.

The small group of people from Beili are obviously much stronger than those people from the underworld.

However, they seemed to have some reservations and kept forcing those gangsters into the teahouse. Their feet seemed to be nailed to the threshold and they refused to take a single step outside.

They originally had the upper hand, but because they defended the door stubbornly, they were able to gain an advantage and were stabbed several times by their opponents.

Xie Yongwei narrowed her eyes slightly. The swords in the hands of the martial arts people looked different from ordinary blades.

Under the light, it does not reflect light, but instead looks gray.

Xie Yongwei clenched the handkerchief tightly, the sword was poisoned!

As if to confirm Xie Yongwei's expectation, the people who were stabbed by the sword shook their bodies and their movements became visibly slower.

But even so, those martial artists could only fight them to a draw.

However, Xie Yongwei keenly caught a glimpse of a sinister smile on the face of the leader of the gangsters.

Her breathing became a little rapid, and Xie Yongwei's intuition told her that something was wrong.

The few Beili people in the middle were finally a little exhausted. They shouted a few times and prepared to move to the back under the cover of their comrades.

As soon as their formation began to change, a gap appeared.

How could the gangsters let go of such a good opportunity?

Relying on their large numbers, more than a dozen of them rushed forward and launched attacks from the front, flanks and air simultaneously.

For a moment, the flashes of swords and the shadows of sabers intertwined, and sword energy flowed at the entrance of the teahouse, firmly blocking the retreat and attack routes of the Beili people.

This forced the Beili people to use all their strength to resist, leaving them no time to care about the small moves made by the people from the martial arts world.

The sound of swords clashing rang out again, attracting the attention of everyone in the teahouse.

Xie Yongwei heard someone shouting nearby, "Kill those Beili dogs!"

Although the voice was not loud, the hatred contained in it was clear.

There seemed to be a few voices of agreement from the side, but the sound of swords clashing was louder, almost creating chaos.

In the chaos, Xie Yongwei seemed to have caught something and her eyes suddenly widened.

There was a man, a short man with light steps, who slid out of the teahouse slowly through the gap in the Beili man’s formation!

The Beili people in the formation were completely unaware of it, only the middle-aged man seemed to glance over there.

But he was standing at a very clever angle, with his view blocked by three or four people around him, so he could hardly see the person slipping through the gap.

Xie Yongwei's breath was stuck in her throat and she was unable to breathe for a moment.

Is the entrance of the teahouse that the Beili people have been defending finally going to be cracked?

"Wait!" A deep voice suddenly hit her ears.

Xie Yongwei was stunned for a full moment before she realized that the voice was from Venerable Long Yin!

"Hey!" Xie Yongwei heard her brother shout.

She subconsciously looked towards the place where the sound came from and found that the stool was still there, but the person on it had disappeared without a trace.

"Hey!" Xie Yongxuan complained quietly, "Why don't you just say hello and leave?"

Seeing that there was no one on the chair, Xie Yongwei subconsciously turned her head and looked towards the gap she had just felt.

I didn't see anyone either.

The gap that appeared just now due to the change in formation has now disappeared because the formation has been rearranged.

Feeling anxious, Xie Yongwei slowly pinched the Laogong acupoint on her hand with her fingers. She took several deep breaths before calming herself down.

Where did Venerable Longyin go for no reason?