In Zuo Yi's impression, Chen He is a tough little old man who has never shown any kung fu.

But the signs in front of him show that Chen He not only knows kung fu, but also has reached the peak of the second rate!

The tavern owner, a seemingly honest and loyal man, hurriedly ran out of the back kitchen in a panic when he heard the movement.

He couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Chen He on the ground, and shouted helplessly: "Listen to me, the guest officials are not poisonous, not poisonous!

"Hmph! Facts speak louder than words! I think you're running a black shop, go die!"

Lu Weng seemed to be extremely angry, his eyes were cold, he grabbed the tavernkeeper's neck, and threw it out.

The tavern owner involuntarily flew out of the window, crashed into a hitched horse, and with a bang, his brain exploded, and he died with a whimper.

Zuo Yi was stunned again.

Nima, even Lu Weng, who has been serving by his side since he was a child, is a master of martial arts, and it seems that he is by no means a small shrimp, which makes his three views a little subversive.

At this moment, Zuo Yi suddenly felt that the water in his house was so deep!

knew that there were so many masters hidden in his family, even if he rolled around, cried, made trouble, and hanged himself, he asked them to teach martial arts, and he would not waste so many years.

He didn't know that it was because he was worried that he would do this, so his mother Dugu Lanyue strictly ordered the house slaves not to expose their martial arts in front of him.

Lu Weng killed the tavern owner, and hurriedly said to Chen He: "Brother Chen, what's wrong with you? Don't worry! I'm here to help!"

As he spoke, Lu Weng came behind Chen He, and his hands spit out a trace of yellow light, which was about to be attached to Chen He's back.

At this moment, Zuo Yi didn't know if it was an illusion, he vaguely saw a fleeting cold light in Lu Weng's eyes.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Chen He, who was originally exercising to dispel poison with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and the essence in his eyes exploded.

At the moment when Lu Weng's hands leaned over, Chen He's body sitting cross-legged suddenly rotated half a circle, becoming directly facing Lu Weng, and at the same time pushing his palms fiercely towards Lu Weng!

"You-"

Lu Weng's eyes sank, as if surprised.

Rumble!

The two of them collided with each other, and the air exploded!

A violent wind swept in all directions, lifting Zuo Yi nearby and several guests at the adjacent table to a few meters away, tables and chairs flying in the air, and the entire tavern was crumbling and on the verge of collapse.

Zuo Yi fell to the ground, ignoring the pain on his body, and looked at this scene in disbelief.

Second-rate masters are already so strong, so first-class masters and super-first-class masters can't go to the sky?

Is this really a martial arts world?

He couldn't help but make a comparison of strength in his heart, and finally came to a somewhat discouraged conclusion that he, a new third-rate master, was likely to not be able to block even a single move under these two house slaves.

Just the aura that the two of them inadvertently exuded made it difficult for him to get within two meters.

Wait! Why did the two of them get into a fight?

Zuo Yi stood up and shouted in a deep voice: "Chen He, Lu Weng, what are you doing? Stop!"

The two of them were palms against each other, obviously competing for internal strength.

The corners of Chen He's mouth were bleeding, and the black qi on his face spread a little, and while he vomited his internal strength to hold on to Lu Weng, he shouted with difficulty: "Young master, go quickly! Lu Weng poisoned my wine, he must have bad intentions! The old slave is afraid that he will be unfavorable to the young master, please leave the young master first!"

"What? Lu Weng poisoned you?"

Zuo Yi was surprised.

Lu Weng immediately retorted: "Young Master, don't listen to him! It is clearly Chen He who has ill intentions! He must have been greedy for the treasures on your body, Young Master, before he attacked me! The old slave has watched the young master grow up since he was a child, and he has no second thoughts about the young master!"

Chen He was furious: "It's just nonsense! How would I know what treasures the young master has! The young master is leaving! I am highly poisoned, I am afraid that it will be difficult to take down Lu Weng, so I can only try my best to ......hold him down."

Zuo Yi's gaze swirled around Chen He and Lu Weng, and his brows were tightly locked.

It stands to reason that both of them are tried and tested old slaves, and there should be no problem with loyalty.

But now, one of the two must be lying!

Judging from the performance of the two, Zuo Yi actually prefers that what Chen He said is true, after all, Chen He was indeed poisoned first.

But it's not entirely certain.

Because he has been deeply aware that his own house slave routines are quite deep, and just concealing martial arts will make people trust each other, and it is difficult to continue.

In an uncertain situation, he decided not to help each other and stay out of the situation.

It just so happened that he was also going to separate from the two, not to leave at this time, let alone when!

"Hmph! Young Master Ben doesn't matter who you are, but the truth will always come out one day! Young Master Ben will go first, and let my father interrogate you later!"

After the words fell, Zuo Yi jumped out of the window without hesitation, untied the horse leash, and turned over on the horse.

Before leaving, he cut the ropes of the other two horses, and stabbed a sword in each of them, and the two horses, frightened by the pain, shot out like arrows and ran into the distant wilderness.

Hmph, no matter who of you is loyal or traitorous, don't try to catch up with the master!

"Drive!"

Zuo Yi grabbed the horse's belly and galloped along the official road.

As soon as he left, the tavern erupted in more intense fighting and shouting.

"I've been waiting for this day for twenty years! Don't think about hurting me, die-"

"Hmph! Madame knew you couldn't be trusted, so that's why I asked me to keep an eye on you all the way! As Madame expected, I won't let you succeed—"

"Okay, I'd like to see you, the great Songyang Divine Palm of the Songshan outcast, who has practiced a little bit of fire!"

"It just so happens that I also wanted to ask for advice, you are the cold iron finger of the Tianshan vulture......"

Boom Boom Boom –

The movement in the tavern gradually became inaudible, and Zuo Yi rode away quickly on the official road......

Soon after, Lu Weng's rickety figure floated out of the tavern like the wind.

At this time, his robe was torn, blood was leaking from the corner of his mouth, one of his right arms was weakly drooping, his hat was gone, his bare head was exposed, and his old face was extremely gloomy.

He saw the empty tethered horse stake on the side of the road, snorted coldly, and immediately launched a subtle light skill, flying like snow, chasing in the direction of Zuo Yi's disappearance.

After a while, an old man covered in blood staggered out of the tavern, looking into the distance with a worried face: "Young Master, I hope you can get rid of Lu Weng's pursuit and find the master as soon as possible...... I don't seem to have told him who he really is! What can I do......

......

Although Zuo Yi didn't know that Lu Weng had chased after him, he didn't relax at all.

After running for a few miles, he changed direction at a fork in the road, contrary to the direction of Songshan in Henan, and turned southeast.