Chapter 289: The Yellow Lion Makes a Move

Zhong Lingxi asked in a deep voice, "Gift-giving?"

The young man forcibly mentioned his sleepiness and said vaguely: "Sort of, it's just that the gang leader doesn't like it very much, he has been living on the river for the past few days, hiding from the bald man." At this time, the whole gang knew about it. ”

"Your helper is really interesting, others are warmly welcoming to the giver, how can you avoid pushing it out like your helper. The girl said with a smile.

Hearing the girl's laughter, Dou Xiaowu's expression relaxed, and the whole person lay on the table, muttering: "Who knows? It's not for me, if it's me, I'll take it! Hehe! That's a treasured book of exercises!"

"Exercise cheats?" Zhong Lingxi was taken aback, but when she wanted to ask more detailed things, the other party had already fallen asleep.

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It wasn't long before he woke up from his slumber when the afterglow of the setting sun fell on Dou Xiaowu's face. The young man rubbed his legs, which were numb, and his arms, which were numb.

"Ahh

At this time, the hotel's junior came over and said with a smile: "The female guest officer has already left." However, she had already settled the money for the meal, and she also left a tael of silver for her son. ”

Saying that, Xiao Er put the silver on the table, and then said: "She asked the little one to give you a word, and the rivers and lakes will come back, and there will be a period later!"

With that, he walked away and went about his business.

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Just when Dou Xiaowu was "sad" in the sunset, Yi Xifeng and the others, who were also sitting in the tavern and waiting for someone, were a little anxious.

"It's been almost a day of waiting, why haven't they come yet?Did we miscalculate? They stopped here?" Lu Huahua asked a little anxiously.

But no one in the audience answered her, because their hearts were full of doubts.

Just when everyone was anxious, Xie Huangqi, codenamed Yellow Lion, and Hall Master Xie quietly appeared outside the door of the Jianghu Tavern.

He was accompanied by more than thirty sandmen dressed in black. They were dressed the same as the five people who attacked Yi Xifeng last night, and even judging from the fluctuations in their internal strength, these more than thirty people were actually martial artists who had reached the realm of potential.

And behind this group of black-clothed people were more than a dozen strong men in short beats, and standing among them was a woman, who was Yi Xifeng's old acquaintance, who planned to attack and kill the white boy in the alley that day, and was let go of the red mole.

In fact, since the red mole escaped death last time, she didn't want to care about this matter anymore, so why did Huang Shi come to Shahe Gambling House to find her in person, and the woman had to gather people to follow again.

Fortunately, this time she was only here to cheer, not the main force of the battle.

Red Mole didn't want her to be so calm on the surface, Huang Shi was the strongest martial artist in the Shahe Gang except for Yin Shisan, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the chivalrous realm. Therefore, it is very likely that you are leaving a way back for yourself.

Of course, the other party is not a good thing, why did their group of people arrive here in the evening, it is not because that brute has to seek joy in the gambling house!

That's right, in the eyes of the people in power of the Shahe Gang, the most valuable thing about the red mole is her body.

The red mole's expression did not change in the slightest at this time, and it seemed to outsiders that he was used to it.

Even if she knew that the yellow lion had deliberately made such a big noise in the room for the sake of her bad taste, and the woman was forced to scream from morning to evening, her voice was completely unable to make a sound at this time.

She turned her head to look at Kong Yuan and Sun Xian beside her, and there was a trace of coldness in their eyes, like two teenagers who had been robbed of their wooden swords. However, the red mole didn't care about them, these two people are not very difficult people to deal with, cry to them at night, and then the clouds and rain will naturally be able to appease them. For the Honored Academy

Yi Xifeng and the others also noticed each other, so they walked out of the tavern alone.

"It's not bad to dare to come out alone, some guts!" Huang Shi said with a smile.

It could be seen that he was in a good mood, and when he said this, with a wave behind him, the red mole behind him walked over and stood beside the yellow lion.

"I heard that you did something to her?" asked the yellow lion dressed in black in a deep voice.

Yi Xifeng squinted his eyes and raised his vigilance, he could sense that the other party was secretly accumulating strength, but the young man still said without humility or arrogance: "Just take back what I want!"

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the yellow lion suddenly burst out with a palm and interrupted Yi Xifeng's answer. However, the sudden movement here startled everyone in the Jianghu Tavern, and they rushed out one after another, bringing weapons in their hands.

Fortunately, Yi Xifeng was prepared, and the moment the other party raised his hand, the Cold Star Sword behind the white young man turned into a black man, directly in front of him, helping him block this blow.

Draw the sword!

Yi Xifeng began to practice moves at the age of three, and he couldn't pull out his sword and collect his sword 3,000 times a day, so in seven spring and autumn periods! There were more than 7 million times to draw his sword, swing his sword, and collect his sword! If it were someone else, this would be impossible to accomplish.

Seven million times to practice drawing a sword, enough to practice sword training for 20 years for ordinary martial artists!

Rao was like this, the white boy was still blown away, and his two sleeves were also shattered into rags.

Zhang Yanyan raised his hand to catch it, stopping the young man's retreating figure, but his face was a little pale.

"That's good! You can take my palm, you have some ability, I can't complain that those sandmen under my command are not your opponents! At such a young age, you are definitely not a horse thief!" said the yellow lion with a smile.

Yi Xifeng shook his hands, faintly suppressing the shock in his heart.

The white pure boy was not shocked by the strength of the other party, after all, the chivalrous ascending realm may be relatively rare for ordinary people, but for a young man like him who has been cultivating with Li Chengqian and Li Chengtao since he was a child, this can only be regarded as a low-intensity warm-up.

What really shocked him was that the palm technique used by Huang Shi Xie Huangqi was seen by Yi Xifeng before.

"Your palm is also good, what's your name?" asked the white young man in a deep voice.

The yellow lion frowned, and said disdainfully, "Hmph, are you qualified to know?"

Yi Xifeng sneered: "Don't say it, then I'll guess what?"

The man's face gradually became gloomy, and he said coldly: "Stinky boy, what the hell do you want to do?"

The white young man grinned and said indifferently:

"Nine Yin Phi Yun Hand! is that the name?"

As soon as these words came out, even with Yi Xifeng's cultivation at this time, he clearly felt the change in the aura on the other party's body. If it was still that kind of condescending and full of disdain before. Then at this time, it is already full of killing intent!

Feeling this killing intent, Yi Xifeng didn't continue to say anything more, he knew that he had guessed correctly. That's right, the moves used by the yellow lion were the same as those of the black and white couples that day, black as a mountain made the move of the Nine Yin Draped Cloud Hands the same.

And the white young man still had one more sentence, and he didn't ask, that is:

Your Excellency, what is your relationship with the Demon Cult?