Hearing the scolding, everyone looked towards the gate together, only to see a pale young man holding a sword, followed by more than a dozen sword-wielding men into the restaurant.

"Oh, it's the son of the head of the Qingsong faction, Jiang Huashao!" among the crowd, someone recognized the young man and whispered.

Qingsong faction, second only to the six major factions after the big faction, the head of Jiang Qingming, forty years old five, the top master of martial arts, one hand twelve road Qingsong swordsmanship, so that the strength is fierce, the people of the rivers and lakes called Qingsong Jianjiang Qingming.

This young man is Jiang Qingming's only son, Jiang Hua Shao, the realm of third-rate masters, insidious and cunning, and a well-known evil young man in the rivers and lakes, but there is a Qingsong faction behind him to support him, so no one dares to disrespect him.

"Hehe, this young master, it's the old man who is not good, the old man is wrong!" the old man looked at Jiang Huashao and said in a panic. As soon as he heard the whispers in the audience, the old man knew the identity of the other party, and then saw that the other party was not good, and the old man was faintly uneasy in his heart.

"Oh, are you wrong?" Jiang Huashao stood under the stage, squinting at the old man, and said in a strange tone.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! The old man said something wrong!" the old man did not dare to disobey, and quickly nodded his head.

Jiang Huashao looked around with his eyes, and found that there were no disciples of the Great Gate Sect, and those who drank and ate meat were just some individual customers, and he was snickering in his heart, and he shouted unscrupulously: "Wrong, don't let Lao Tzu get down!"

"You!" Among the crowd, a big man slapped the table angrily and stood up, looking at Jiang Huashao dissatisfied.

"How.... Big man, do you have an opinion?" Jiang Hua glanced at the other party and said mockingly.

"Huh!", Jiang Huashao just finished speaking, and more than a dozen men behind him pulled out their long swords together and looked at the big man coldly.

"His grandfather's! surnamed Jiang! Others are afraid of your Qingsong faction, but Lao Tzu is not afraid of you!" Facing more than a dozen sword-wielding men, the big man was not afraid, picked up the big knife on the wine table, and shouted.

"You'd better shut up, or I'll kill you, and then kill your wife and children!" Jiang Huashao's face instantly turned cold, and he looked at the big man viciously and threatened.

Everyone around was taken aback, on this river and lake, it is well known that it will not cause trouble to his wife and children, but this Jianghua Shao dares to be so unscrupulous, it is really lawless!

But everyone is also weak, on the rivers and lakes, whoever has a big fist is the boss, and the Qingsong faction is a big faction, and it is not something that these small gangs and small factions can afford to provoke.

"You..." The big man looked at Jiang Huashao with resentment, and finally could only sit down aggrieved, he was a warm-hearted man, not afraid of anyone, but he still had a family, that was his weakness.

"This young master is angry, old man, I'll get down!" A trace of helplessness flashed in the old man's eyes, and he climbed down from the stage with a forced smile.

"Bastard, I'm talking about getting down, not climbing down!" As soon as the old man came to his side, Jiang Hua kicked him in the chest, kicking him to the ground.

"Hahahaha!!" The dozen sword-wielding men behind him suddenly laughed together.

The eyes of the people around him were extremely angry, but they could only hold back silently and drink the wine in their hands aggrievedly. And the shopkeepers and owners of the restaurant were already frightened and hid in the guest rooms upstairs.

Jiang Huashao ignored the people around him, stepped on the old man's face, and asked with a smile: "Just now you said that the Demon Lord's martial arts are so high, then you tell me, is Lao Tzu's martial arts high, or is the Demon Lord's martial arts high?"

"You're tall, you're tall!" said the old man, whose chest was extremely painful, and his cheeks were even hotter, and he gritted his teeth.

"Hahaha!!" As soon as he finished speaking, the dozen or so sword-wielding men burst into laughter again.

"Grandpa!" On the stage, the handsome woman watched her grandfather suffer, snorted, and hurriedly ran to the stage.

The beautiful woman squatted on the ground, trying hard to move the other party's feet, trying to help her grandfather up, but she was a female streamer, how could she be the opponent of a martial arts practitioner?

On the delicate face, he was red because of the hard work, but he couldn't move the other party's foot.

Beside her, Jiang Huashao looked at the delicate woman in a daze, her pale face with a look of obsession.

He is a womanizer, and he has been looking for flowers and willows in the land of fireworks for many years, so his face is so pale, and his body has long been hollowed out by wine-colored wealth.

"Hehe, the little lady looks very smart!" Jiang Hua Shao's heart rose, and with a big hand, she grabbed the arm of the beautiful woman, lifted her up from the ground, and looked at each other with a **** face.

"Jiang Shao, Jiang Shao, let my granddaughter go!" Jiang Huashao's feet, watching his granddaughter struggling in the other party's hands, the old man pleaded with tears.

Jiang Huashao turned a deaf ear to the old man at her feet, staring at the little face of the delicate woman.

"Let go of me, let go of me!" cried out the delicate woman as her arms struggled, tears streaming down her face.

"Hehe, little lady, you just get from me!" Jiang Huashao ignored the cry of the beautiful woman, and reached out to touch the face of the beautiful woman.

"In broad daylight, you dare to be so presumptuous! Let her go!" Suddenly, just as Jiang Huashao stretched out his hand, there was an angry shout from upstairs!

Hearing this, Jiang Huashao was furious in his heart, and someone dared to ruin his own good deeds, so he turned around and looked upstairs.

A young man in white was jumping down from the stairs, stabbing at Jiang Huashao with a sword, and he was within reach!

"What?!" Jiang Hua Shao was taken aback, and quickly let go of his big hand and dodged to the side.

"Cen!" The sword body shook and slashed his arm, and the white-clothed young man raised his foot and kicked Jiang Huashao in the chest heavily, kicking him out.

"Flutter!" spat out a mouthful of blood, and Jiang Huashao fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Qin Xuan stood with a sword in one hand, protected the beautiful woman behind him, and hurriedly helped the old man on the ground up and handed it to the woman behind him.

"Thank you for saving me!" The old man was supported by his granddaughter and thanked Qin Xuan again and again.

"Thank you Gongzi for rescuing me!" the handsome woman Ying Ying saluted and thanked Qin Xuan.

"Grandpa, girl, you don't have to be polite, just raise your hands..."Qin Xuan nodded, looked at the grandfather and grandson, and said with a wicked smile.

On the opposite side, more than a dozen sword-wielding men watched their young master fall to the ground after being seriously injured by others, and hurriedly helped the young master up from the ground.

"You... Who are you?" Jiang Huashao's face became even paler, obviously seriously injured, just now Qin Xuan's kick, but he used seventy percent of his strength!

"Qin Qiu.... With a wave of the long sword in his hand, Qin Xuan said expressionlessly.

After watching upstairs for so long, Qin Xuan has been holding back and not making a move, he hopes that someone can stand up without fear, but he is disappointed, his heart is cold, this is the so-called martial arts hero?

As soon as Qin Xuan finished speaking, there was an uproar all around, and everyone whispered one after another.

"Qin Qiu!

"The white-clothed sword under the Shaomu Mountain, the feather fan boy Lang Yufeng! he is the white-clothed sword Qin Qiu!"

"He is Qin Qiu! a master among the younger generation!"

In the face of everyone's surprise and pursuit, Qin Xuan was still expressionless, his eyes glanced around coldly, and everyone was frightened by his eyes.

"Coward...", he muttered softly, and although the voice was not loud, it could be heard by everyone in the restaurant.

No one refuted, no one was angry, everyone just looked helpless and lonely.

"You... Look for...... Die! I...... Up!" Jiang Huashao was extremely weak, his eyes were hateful at Qin Xuan, and he ordered to the dozen or so sword-wielding men beside him.

Then, more than a dozen sword-wielding men instantly pounced on Qin Xuan with long swords in their hands!

"Ahh The old man, too, stood aside, trembling.

"Don't be afraid, leave through the back door!" Qin Xuan patted the handsome woman's hand, smiled and comforted, and after speaking, he glanced at the old man beside him, and the old man instantly signaled, and hurriedly pulled his granddaughter and ran away to the back door of the restaurant.

"Childe, Childe!" The handsome woman was pulled by her grandfather and ran to the back door of the restaurant, her eyes kept looking at Qin Xuan, and she shouted while being dragged along.

In just a moment, the grandfather and grandson disappeared into the restaurant.

More than a dozen sword-wielding men rushed towards Qin Xuan, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded Qin Xuan.

"Boy, if you dare to hurt my young master, I will leave your life today!" one of the men looked at Qin Xuan and said viciously.

"Hehe, the thing looks like a master, you dogs, and your master, are really exactly the same!" Seeing the grandfather and grandson fleeing, Qin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then opened his mouth to laugh.

There are more than a dozen people on the other side, among which there is a first-class master, five third-rate masters, and the rest are martial artists, if it is said that it is one-on-one, Qin Xuan is naturally not afraid, but if the other party attacks in a group, then he will have to work hard.

Fortunately, let the grandfather and grandson leave first, otherwise, while dealing with them, we have to protect the grandfather and grandson, and I am afraid that it will be even more difficult at that time!

"Boy, you're looking for death!" The man shouted angrily, his face was full of hideousness, and he stabbed Qin Xuan in the chest with a sword first, and then the dozen or so men also made a move towards Qin Xuan!

"Hmph!" Qin Xuan snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand danced instantly.

The fourth style of the love sword, chasing the love sword, lovesickness is useless! Qin Xuan's figure quickly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone only saw the white shadow hurrying, and several sword lights flashed!

Upstairs, Qiqin sat at the wine table, took a sip of wine, squinted at the several sword lights downstairs, his eyes showed a hint of appreciation, and then chuckled, "What a fast sword!"

"Flutter !!" The sword light flashed, Qin Xuan's figure returned to the same place again, and a jetting sound suddenly sounded all around, only to see several sword-wielding men, a sword mark appeared on their chests together, blood kept gushing out, and those men fell to the ground in such horror and died!

Of the dozen sword-wielding men just now, there is only one second-rate master and five third-rate masters left!

Qin Xuan took a slow breath and took a deep look at the wound on his left arm, there was a blood mark on his left arm, the blood stain slowly benefited the blood, and the white clothes on his left arm had been dyed bright red.

There were many enemies on the opposite side, Qin Xuan had no choice but to deal with those martial artists first, and then come to the other party's stronger ones, although the love chasing sword was very fast, but just now he was still injured by the hidden weapon of the first-class master.

After all, the love chasing sword is only in close attack, and in the face of hidden weapons, it can only be helpless.

"Hehe, your sword is fast, but.... As long as you keep enough distance, your sword will be useless!" The first-class master was calm and calm, looking at Qin Xuan with a sneer.

Although Qin Xuan's sword moves were extremely fast, this weakness was still discovered by himself!

Stretching out his arm, he saw a bow and crossbow on his arm, and the first-class master continued: "Although I am not your opponent in close combat, but with it, how fast can your sword be?!"

Hearing what the other party said, and then looking at the bow and crossbow on the other party's arm, Qin Xuan smiled bitterly and said mockingly: "It's really worthy of being a decent family, and even the means of sneak attack can be used!

"You guys go!" The first-class master ignored Qin Xuan's taunt and shouted, and the five third-rate masters beside him instantly swung their swords and rushed towards Qin Xuan.

"Bell!" and one of the two swords intersected, with a soft sound, Qin Xuan hurriedly retreated, and instantly turned around again, a sword to meet his side, and the long sword in his hand intersected with the other person's long sword again.

"!!Whoosh" Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air in his ears, Qin Xuan immediately performed light skills, and retreated without hesitation, and the whole person quickly flew to the stage, and just now a sharp arrow was inserted under his feet!

Flying to the stage and standing still, the five third-rate masters chased after them again, and suddenly, the six of them fought together again! And the first-class master in the audience waited for the opportunity to shoot sharp arrows at Qin Xuan!

In less than half a pillar of incense, Qin Xuan killed two third-rate masters, and he was also hit by an arrow from the other party's arm!

"Despicable!! Some of the people around him couldn't see it, so they began to curse angrily.

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