Chapter Twenty-Three: Another Wave

"Young master of the Cheng family, Cheng Fengyun!"

"Young Master of the Fan Family, Fan Mo asks!"

"The young master of the loss family, the loss is dry!"

Blocked by Yu Mo, the team stopped advancing, and the three young men walked out of the door of the newspaper, their voices were very loud, and their faces were full of rebelliousness, just like the nobles didn't care about ordinary people.

Among them, Cheng Fengyun stood in the middle, wearing a purple robe, his hair was black and vertical, his contours were sharp and angular, his figure was slender and tall but not rough, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but full of grandeur, exuding the strength of the world.

Fan Mowen stood on the left side, wearing a white military uniform, with an ordinary face, and looked uninhibited on the outside, but the inadvertent light in his eyes made people dare not underestimate it.

Standing on the right side, it is a little amazing, it is eye-catching, with a handsome face, a pair of peach blossom eyes, and black and dense hair, fireworks and powder, plus a pink dress, obviously a man, but dressed more than a woman.

"Three young masters, something happened to the Yu family today, it is inconvenient to pick up guests, if there is something, please come back another day. ”

Yu Mo's face remained unchanged, and he said flatly, if it had been placed before, the young masters of the three major clans would have come, and he would definitely hold a grand welcome ceremony and warm hospitality.

But now......

What are the three major clans?

The relationship between the Yu clan and the other three clans was not good, and they didn't have the strength before, so they tolerated everywhere, but now it's different, the Yu clan is no longer Wuxia Ameng, and they can't look at other people's faces.

"Old thing, do you dare to drive this young master away?"

Cheng Fengyun's face sank, he was proud of the first day of Ba County, apprenticed to Danyang masters, under the age of double ten, he had broken through the seven-grade martial artist, high up, no matter where he went, he was the object of praise, when was he turned away?

In his opinion, this is humiliation!

Naked humiliation.

"Elder Jing, kill him for this young master!"

Cheng Fengyun commanded angrily, his face was fierce, his eyes were as cold as ice, and the murderous intent was like a tide, surging.

"No!"

Behind him, a gray-robed old man stood up and pulled out a big knife at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and the innate peak momentum exploded, like a fierce tiger roaring, and the blood-colored sword light swept across the void, cutting everything off.

The space of the city cave was already narrow, and the sword light was shining, separating the void turbulence, generating a huge gale, and the solid city wall cracked like a spider web under the sword qi.

Yu Mo's face was pale, his clothes were hunting, and he made a loud sound, he had the heart to resist, but his body was like being immobilized by a spell, he couldn't move, and he could only watch the sword light fall.

"Stop!"

Yu Valve yelled, his eyes exploded, and he wanted to stop Jing Lao's attack, but because the distance was too far and Jing Lao was too close to Yu Mo, even if he made a move, he couldn't make a move.

"Presumptuous!"

On the side of Yu Sheng, the left protector's eyes narrowed slightly, and with one point, he shot out a strong qi and hit the long knife.

"Poof!"

Jing Lao felt a terrifying force, spreading all over his limbs and veins along the long knife, and his blood was boiling, like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down, falling more than ten feet away, and smashing out a deep pit.

The dust was everywhere, and the residual aftermath came out of the pit, bubbling with a rich evil breath, accompanied by two coughs, Jing Lao crawled out of the pit, blood gushing from his chest.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Cheng Fengyun asked in a cold voice, finding that Jing Lao was fine, and his eyes were staring at the left protector.

"Young Master, it's not convenient to pick up guests today, please go back. ”

Yu Valve hurriedly walked up and said in a deep voice, his face was a little displeased, and his words were full of warning.

"Humph!"

Cheng Fengyun took a deep look at the Zuo Protector, although he was arrogant, he also had brains, the most powerful mirror elder in his hand, was knocked down by the other party with a blow, so he naturally didn't dare to mess around, and said coldly: "This young master came this time to discuss important matters with the patriarch on behalf of the three major clans......

"There's no need to discuss, just drive away!" Yu Sheng walked up, yawned, and tossed for a long time, he was also a little sleepy, so he was not in the mood to listen to the nagging of this young master of the Cheng family.

"No!"

The left protector clenched his fists, ignoring Cheng Fengyun's suddenly changing complexion, waved his hands, and his aura was like a violent wind, throwing the messenger team out, falling dozens of feet away, and his face was disgraced.

"Yu's, Ben Shao's main ......"

Cheng Fengyun got up from the ground, clenched his fists, his face was full of anger, probably carried away with anger, he drew his sword, and was about to rush towards the Yu Castle.

Fan Mowen and Qian Qian were shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, one hugged Cheng Fengyun's body, and the other covered Cheng Fengyun's mouth, and forcibly dragged Cheng Fengyun to retreat.

"Brother Cheng, a good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, this is the home of the Yu family, you can't mess around!" Fan Mowen said in a low voice, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

This Cheng Fengyun is a stunned young man, relying on a bit of talent, ignoring everyone, if it weren't for his deep background, I'm afraid he would have died countless times.

"Young Master, the old man who made the move just now is at least a half-step Saint Realm, so it's better for us to leave as soon as possible. Jing Lao took a pill, his complexion improved slightly, and he said bitterly.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

Cheng Fengyun struggled hard, glanced at the Yu Castle fiercely, and said unwillingly: "Go, wait for the next time, this young master will definitely make them regret it." ”

Jing Lao, Fan Mo asked, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, they were really afraid that Cheng Fengyun would make a mess, so they hurriedly led the envoy team to leave, and after a while, they disappeared to the end of the official road.

"Looks like I shouldn't have let them in, I thought there was no threat, and I looked away......"

A ghost pawn appeared silently, staring at Cheng Fengyun and the others in the distance, and said quietly, with chagrin in his eyes.

While on patrol, he found that this team, seeing that it was dressed like a killer, he ignored it, who knew that this thought was wrong, and it almost caused a catastrophe.

"It's better to ask the master for guilt as soon as possible, damn it, don't let me see it next time, otherwise you will look good......"

The ghost pawn roared a few words, directly cast his body technique, turned into a black silk thread, disappeared, and found the rest of his life to make amends.

Of course, Yu Sheng is not a stingy person, plus there are no casualties, so he reprimanded them a little, let their eyes light up when they patrol, and let the ghost pawns leave.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and after Yu Sheng saluted Yu Valve, he went back to his room to sleep, and fell on the bed, and it didn't take long for the sound of snoring to come from the gap in the window.

"It's really a wave of unsettled!"

Yu Mo didn't go back to rest, stood on the city wall, thinking back on the experience of this night, full of emotion, and then thought of Yu Mu, his short-lived grandson, and became melancholy again.

"Musun, maybe the cultivation world is really not for you......"

"In the future, you can assist the young master well......"

............

"Big brother, congratulations!"

In a courtyard, Yu Mu slid his wheelchair to the pavilion, looked at the dustless guqin, took out a flute and blew it, and the sound of the flute was quiet and reverberating.