The Heavens Begin with Detective Di Renjie

Chapter 267 The Swordsman
Among the people present, Wang Tong was the host, and it was inappropriate to speak rashly at this time, so Ouyang Xiyi, who was a friend and also a guest, stepped forward first.

He first looked up and down at the young man who broke in, and then said:
"Sure enough, a hero comes out of a boy."

"I don't know what is the relationship between your honor and the Turkic 'Bi Xuan'?"

From the appearance of this foreign youth's clothing, Ouyang Xiyi already knew that he was a Turkic from Mobei, and seeing his magnificent momentum and extraordinary martial arts, he naturally thought that he had something to do with Bi Xuan, the great Turkic master "Wu Zun" associated.

Seeing Ouyang Xiyi mentioning Bi Xuan, the young master's eyes flashed, and he also looked at Ouyang Xiyi carefully, and then said lightly:

"It turned out to be 'Huangshan Yimin' Ouyang Xiyi, no wonder his eyesight is so good."

"However, not only does this servant have nothing to do with Bi Xuan, but he is also someone he wants to get rid of quickly."

Hearing these wild words, everyone present was so surprised that they couldn't keep their mouths shut.

It's not unusual for this young man to recognize Ouyang Xiyi, because an old man as majestic and mighty as Ouyang Xiyi is rare in the world, and his torn clothes are quite conspicuous and easy to recognize.

What surprised everyone was that this person knew Ouyang Xiyi's identity, but still dared to call him by his name.

Even the "Wu Zun" Bi Xuan, one of the top three masters in the world, seemed to be ignored by him.

"The brat is so arrogant that he doesn't even pay attention to Bi Xuan!"

Suddenly, such a sentence came from the crowd behind.

Faced with such sarcastic remarks, the proud young man didn't care, he didn't even turn his head, as if he didn't bother to argue with the gossip behind his back.

In the middle of the hall, Wang Tong, who was sitting on the master's seat, sat still, staring at the young man intently, and said lightly:

"It's the guest's convenience, should you register your own number?"

Although his tone was flat, but Wang Tong was a great Confucianist at the time, and his martial arts were superb, his aura was imposing, no one dared to underestimate him.

When the young man heard the words, a slight smile floated from the corner of his mouth, and he said leisurely:
"Xiaba Fenghan, this trip with this young lady is..."

Before he finished speaking, the woman in white beside Ba Fenghan said coldly:
"You are still you, I am still me, who is your companion."

These merciless words immediately made everyone in the hall astonished, and they couldn't help wondering: Isn't this man and woman a fellow traveler?
On the contrary, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling who were hiding in the crowd lit up.

They only felt that this white-clothed woman was quite similar to their dead "mother" Fu Junmao, no matter in appearance, temperament, or even martial arts.

It's just that the woman is about seven or eight years younger than their "mother".

"Let's slip?!"

Seeing the solemn atmosphere in the room, Xu Ziling immediately suggested that it was a good time to escape.

The two of them stole the account books of the Dongming School, and they ran into Shan Wanjing, Shang Ming and others from the Dongming School here. If they don't take the opportunity to escape now, and they are caught afterwards, they will definitely end badly.

"Why do you want to slip away? If I don't listen to Shi Qingxuan's whistle, I will definitely not leave!" Kou Zhong insisted.

Not long ago he had tasted the pain of "broken love" with Li Xiuning, and he was very depressed.

Coupled with all kinds of obstacles since his debut, as well as the experience of hiding everywhere, it intensified the unyielding momentum in Kou Zhong's heart, which prompted him to set up the ambition of fighting for world hegemony and teaching everyone to look up to him.

If they retreat when encountering a little setback, then the two of them will never be able to become independent heroes.

Therefore, if the goal cannot be achieved right now, Kou Zhong will never leave.

Although the beauty drew a sharp line, Ba Fenghan was still unrestrained and unrestrained, showing no embarrassment at all.

Both the men and women present were attracted by him, even the proud "Princess of Dongming" Shan Wanjing was moved by him.

Shan Wanjing is called the "Princess of Dongming" not only because the Dongming faction dominates overseas and has great influence, but also because of her beautiful appearance and noble temperament.

Regardless of status or appearance, Shan Wanjing is not inferior to a real royal princess.

Even though she was standing in the crowd of people at this moment, she was still graceful and outstanding.

For a woman like Shan Wanjing, the arrogance of her heart can be seen, and it is naturally difficult for ordinary people to catch her eyes.

Ba Fenghan's ability to impress him shows that he really stands out from the crowd among the younger generation.

Even if he was facing Jianghu seniors like Wang Tong and Ouyang Xiyi, his momentum was not inferior.

After a moment of stalemate, Ouyang Xiyi's hand slowly landed on the handle of the sword.

In an instant, everyone in the hall felt that the temperature in the hall had dropped suddenly, and Sen Han's murderous aura permeated the audience.

Everyone knew that this senior master who hadn't used a sword for decades was about to make a move, so they all backed away as much as possible to make room for him.

Facing Ouyang Xiyi's power, Ba Fenghan's tiger eyes flashed with light, his coat fluttered automatically without wind, and he was not at all inferior, as if he was confident that he could be invincible and invincible.

Seeing this situation, everyone in the hall was even more surprised:
Ba Fenghan, who came from a foreign country, was able to rival Ouyang Xiyi who was good at hard work in terms of momentum.

If this matter spreads to Jianghu, it will be enough to make Ba Fenghan, who was originally unknown, famous all over the world.

Suddenly, Ouyang Xiyi took a step forward, and the battle was imminent.

Ding--

With a barely detectable sound, Shi Qingxuan floated down on the eaves without disturbing anyone in the house.

And Shen Youzhi's footsteps were as light as a feather, without even making a slight sound, as if he was standing in the air without touching the ground.

Shi Qingxuan couldn't help being surprised, and overestimated his cultivation again in his heart.

Hearing the "jingling" sound of swords and swords in the room, as well as the rustling sound of true energy stirring, Shen Youzhi said slowly:
"Looks like there's a big fight going on in the house."

Shi Qingxuan also lightly tapped her head, and said softly:
"This is a birthday banquet, and it really shouldn't attract swordsmen."

Although she didn't know why the dispute started, but thinking about the current situation, she already had the intention to stop fighting.

"Since that's the case, how about you and I playing a piece together, stopping the fight with the melody, and calming down this turmoil?"

Shen Youzhi looked at Shi Qingxuan, chuckled, and asked.

Although this is an inquiry and an invitation, it is also a difficult problem.

If you want to quell disputes with melody, you must first be able to infect people's hearts with music, so that the two sides in the struggle become calm.

This requires not only superb temperament skills, but also deep emotions in the temperament.

Judging from the movement in this room, both sides of the war are definitely the few masters in the world. Not only is the true spirit powerful, but the spirit is also concise and firm, and it is definitely not something that can be shaken by ordinary rhythms.

Facing the challenge thrown by Shen Youzhi, Shi Qingxuan's pretty face under the light veil smiled calmly, and responded sweetly:

"Since Mr. Shen has this intention, Qingxuan will naturally accompany him."

After finishing speaking, she slowly took off the jade flute pinned to her waist, and tapped it lightly under her vermilion lips.

Seeing this, Shen Youzhi patted lightly with his left hand, and the heavy Yaoqin suddenly floated into the air, and was firmly lifted in the air by the incomparable zhenqi.

The two were ready, and the wonderful sound suddenly sounded.

(End of this chapter)