The Penglai Club was already overcrowded, and when Li Xuedong walked into the venue, all he saw was a black head.

Seeing that the ancient martial arts exchange meeting had not yet started, Li Xuedong found a free seat and sat down.

Not long after he sat down, he heard someone next to him pointing at him and shouting: "The surname is Li, you really have the guts, you dare to appear here?!"

Li Xuedong was a little familiar when he heard this voice, so he turned his head to look and found that this person turned out to be Ling Hui.

Ling Hui, a disciple of Shuiyue Villa, didn't expect him to be able to come in.

Li Xuedong glanced at Ling Hui and said coldly: "Where I like to go is my freedom, when is it your turn to point fingers, did I not beat you up this afternoon, do you hold a grudge?"

"You!"

Ling Hui led a group of disciples of Shuiyue Villa to surround Li Xuedong, but he didn't expect that in this case, Li Xuedong was still so arrogant, which made Ling Hui's cheeks tremble with anger.

"What's the matter, shouting here, what kind of system!"

At this moment, a man in his sixties wearing a purple robe walked in, striding forward, his aura was powerful, and he was not an ordinary person at first glance.

"Owner!"

When Ling Hui and the others saw someone coming, they hurriedly bowed down and respectfully clasped their fists and saluted.

Li Xuedong glanced at the purple-clothed man, and found that the strength of the owner of this Water Moon Mountain Villa was not weak, he turned out to be a mid-level master, and it was also the peak of the mid-stage, no wonder the disciples were so arrogant, it turned out that there was such a strong owner to support him.

Duanmu Xiong glanced at Ling Hui and the others and asked, "Ling Hui, you say, what's going on?"

Ling Hui immediately pointed at Li Xuedong and said excitedly to Duanmu Xiong: "Back to the village master, it was this kid who killed the three disciples of our Water Moon Villa. ”

Duanmu Xiong's eyes shrank when he heard this, and two sharp lights immediately glared at Li Xuedong, as if they wanted to tear him to pieces.

Water Moon Mountain Villa is the second-ranked existence of the six major sects in the ancient martial arts world of China, although its overall strength is not as good as that of Feilong Valley, it is not much worse.

As long as the disciple of Shuiyue Villa is out of the house, he will have to give some face to any sect.

But now someone dares to kill him as a disciple of Shuiyue Villa, which is simply not taking him Duanmuxiong seriously.

Duanmuxiong wanted to slap the person in front of him who killed his disciples to death with one palm, but now it was an ancient martial arts exchange meeting, and he had to make things clear first if he wanted to kill Li Xuedong: "Boy, let me ask you, how did my six disciples offend you, and you actually want to kill the killer and kill my three disciples." If you don't give the old man an explanation today, you won't want to leave here alive!"

As he spoke, Duanmu Xiong took a step forward with his right foot, and then retracted it.

I saw that where Duanmu Xiong's right foot had stepped on just now, a footprint five or six centimeters deep was impressively printed, which shocked everyone present.

You must know that the floor is paved with marble, and it is not difficult to step on a footprint, but the difficult thing is that there is not even a trace around this footprint, as if it was born with marble.

"It's amazing, the owner of Shuiyue Mountain Villa is really extraordinary!"

"Master Duanmu Zhuang is also one of the five strongest people in the ancient martial arts world in Huaxia, and who dares to offend him easily. ”

"It seems that this kid doesn't want to leave here alive today, and I don't know which sect he is a descendant, it's a pity. ”

"Hehe, in my opinion, the owner of Duanmu Villa will not only kill this kid, but will even eradicate his master as well, otherwise where will the face of Shuiyue Villa go!"

“......”

The spectators around him had already treated Li Xuedong as a dead man, and they felt sorry for the master behind him, and they didn't know which sect he was teaching such a reckless disciple.

If you kill the disciples of Water Moon Villa, you will have a deep hatred with Water Moon Villa, and you will be destroyed.

Those who know the history of Water Moon Mountain Villa know that there are not dozens but dozens of sects destroyed by them, and they are strong and domineering, I am afraid that only Feilong Valley can compare with Cong.

Listening to everyone's discussion below, Duanmuxiong didn't mind at all, but held his head high and stared at Li Xuedong with cold eyes.

As everyone said, Duanmu Xiong didn't plan to let the young man in front of him leave here at all, and he dared to kill him as a disciple of Shuiyue Villa, he was simply impatient.

Facing the aggressive Duanmu Xiong, Li Xuedong not only did not stand up, but still sat on the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and said lightly: "It's very simple, your three disciples want to be rude to my female friends, as a man, of course I can't see it, so I slaughtered them, I think if it was the wife of the owner of Duanmu Zhuang who encountered something similar, you shouldn't spare those three people." ”

Duanmu Xiong thought that the young man in front of him would kneel down and kowtow and beg for mercy after learning his identity, but he didn't expect him to say such a thing.

And what he said was reasonable, and even brought him in, leaving him speechless to refute.

The onlookers were also stunned when they heard Li Xuedong say this, and said in their hearts that this young man was really bold, and he even started Mu Xiong's joke, what is this not looking for death.

Ling Hui was the first to stand up and pointed at Li Xuedong and scolded: "The surname Li, you are bold, you dare to make fun of our owner's wife, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy for our owner!"

"Speak, when will it be your turn to interject a minion like you!"

Li Xuedong glanced at Ling Hui, waved his right hand, and a white light flew over with a whoosh.

Duanmu Xiong saw Li Xuedong throw out a hidden weapon, and he stretched out his hand and wanted to grab it, but he grabbed it empty, and the white light suddenly penetrated Ling Hui's neck, and the pain made his face as white as rice paper, and he couldn't even say half a word just by opening his mouth.

Everyone saw Duanmu Xiong intercept it, but he didn't stop the hidden weapon, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

Duanmu Xiong's face was even more iron-blue, the young man in front of him was only in his twenties, no matter how talented he was, his strength was only at the peak of the Xuan Rank, but how he could throw such a fast secret weapon was simply incomprehensible.

If Duanmu Xiong knew Li Xuedong's true strength and shot with all his might, it would be enough to stop the silver needle.

However, Duanmu Xiong didn't take Li Xuedong in his eyes from the beginning, and his shot was half a beat slower, if he could intercept the silver needle.

"Qin Thirteen Needles, are you from the Qin family in Jiangzhou?!" Duanmu Xiong asked with a cold stat at Li Xuedong.

"No, the Qin family is just a defeated subordinate of mine. Li Xuedong stared at Duanmuxiong playfully.

Duanmu Xiong was contemptuous of Li Xuedong at first, but now he felt more and more that the young man in front of him was extraordinary, and he seemed to be a little familiar, and he couldn't help asking, "Boy, who are you?"

Li Xuedong held a goblet of wine, drank all the red wine, and said with a smile: "I see why you are so rude at your age, you want to know my name, then you still don't report your own name, don't you even understand this basic etiquette?"