The breeze roars the rivers and lakes

Yan Yun's stomach was full of anger, but now Song Zhixing lost his temper at him, and instantly aroused his anger, and fought back without showing any weakness: "Where did you come from?" The things that come out, whether the wild fruits in this mountain forest are poisonous, does it have anything to do with you?"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Yun took another bite of the wild fruit in his hand, chewing it with gusto.

Song Zhixing is the son of the head of Wudang, and his own talent is also good. Although he is incomparable with Feng Jianping and Lin Yu, he is still a leader of the young generation of martial arts in the Central Plains. He has been dubbed a genius since he was a child. The halo of honor, when was it insulted like this.

What's more, Yan Yun is still a boy who has just entered the rivers and lakes. He dared to talk back to a proud man like Song Zhixing, which immediately made him feel a little embarrassed, and immediately roared angrily: "You are a bitch, A motherless savage boy, what a thing, he doesn’t go to urinate, he acts according to his own virtue. Toad wants to eat swan meat, it’s wishful thinking!”

Hearing Song Zhixing's scolding like a shrew, the expressions of the female disciples of the Emei School immediately sank, and Yan Hong's expression became extremely cold.She has always doted on Yan Yun, the only younger brother, and couldn't bear him being wronged in the slightest.Now that Song Zhixing dared to insult Yan Yun in such a brazen way in front of her, how could this make her not angry?

When Song Zhixing caught a glimpse of something wrong with Yan Hong's expression from the corner of his eye, he thought it was his words that had damaged his image as a gentleman, and immediately put on a gentle and elegant look. Slightly smiled and said: "Miss Yan Hong, I was a little rude just now, I shouldn't have the same knowledge as such a wild boy..."

Yan Hong's eyes, which were as clear as water, immediately revealed a icy glint, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Mr. Song, Yan Yun is my younger brother, not a wild boy. I hope you don't do this again. Speak insults to him!"

Hearing Yan Hong's words, Song Zhixing's face darkened completely in an instant, just like the stone that fell into the latrine, it was smelly and ugly, he was so shocked that he couldn't say anything for a long time Say a word.

Yan Yun's mother passed away since he was a child, so in his heart, his mother is absolutely a sacred existence that cannot be defiled in the slightest, but now this Song Zhixing insulted him as a wild boy who was "born by a mother, but not raised by a mother", directly It was touched, the last bottom line deep in his heart, those clear and bright eyes, condensed killing intent in an instant, with a gloomy expression, glared at Song Zhixing angrily, and shouted in a low voice: "Song, What did you just say, repeat it to me if you have the ability!"

Seeing this scene, Yan Hong glanced coldly and was still in shock. The dumbfounded Song Zhixing hurriedly took Yan Yun's hand, stared at him with eyes full of tenderness and caring, and said softly: "Yan Yun, Don't be angry, it's all just a misunderstanding!"

At this time, Afeng also saw that something was wrong with the momentum here, and hurried over, asking with a slightly solemn expression: "Yan Yun, what's the matter, getting so angry?"

Yan Yun glared at Song Zhixing angrily, and said angrily: "Brother-in-law, this guy called me a wild boy, said that the wild fruits you picked were poisonous, and told you to urinate to see what you are. Virtue, to say you are a toad wanting to eat swan meat is wishful thinking!"

Hearing these words, Yan Hong's expression suddenly changed again.If it's just Yan Yun, she can hold her back.But her younger brother actually brought A Feng into it.

A Feng wanted to beat up Song Zhixing for a long time, but he never found a good reason. Now that he heard what Yan Yun said, he didn't bother to tell the truth from the fake, so he immediately became angry and pointed at Song Zhixing's nose. He shouted angrily: "Brother, I have no grievances or enmities with your Wudang faction, and I have never met you, but why do you insult me ​​for no reason?"

Song Zhixing felt as if he hadn't looked at the almanac when he went out. Yan Yun who had just appeared hadn't settled down yet, and now such a black boy appeared again, and now he was dressed in coarse linen, and he immediately became cold With a snort, he shouted loudly: "Who are you, kid? When did I insult you? Did your ear hear me scolding you?"

A Feng pointed to his left ear, then pointed to his right ear, and said, "You can hear both ears!"

Song Zhixing sneered a few times, and said: "So what if I heard it, I said I didn't scold, but I didn't..."

boom!

Before Song Zhixing could finish speaking, Ah Feng swung an iron fist and hit Song Zhixing hard in the eye.For a moment, he was staring at the stars, the sun, the moon, all circling around his forehead at this moment.

"You... you... boy... dare... hit me..." Song Zhixing was dizzy from being hit by Ah Feng's sudden iron fist, and said in a trembling voice.

Ah Feng looked like an unreasonable hooligan, and said with a sly smile: "Where did I hit you, your eyes saw me and hit you?"

Song Zhixing was furious, pointed to his eyes, and shouted angrily: "You kid is still playing a scoundrel, I can see with both eyes that you attacked me!"

A Feng shrugged his shoulders pretending to be helpless, imitating Song Zhixing's tone just now, and said with a sneer: "So what if I saw it, I said I didn't hit it, but I didn't hit it!"

"You...you..." Song Zhixing blocked Ah Feng's words until he couldn't say a word, his face flushed from holding back, and he just uttered the word "you".

At this time, some disciples of the Wudang School saw that something was wrong with the momentum, and gathered here one after another.The other disciples of the Emei Sect and the prodigal figures also gathered together one after another.In an instant, the grove with the chirping of cicadas immediately became boiling.

A person pointed at A Feng's expression with a bit of incomprehension, and said: "Who is this black-clothed boy who dares to yell at the son of the head of Wudang, is he too impatient?"

Companion A shook his head, and said: "I don't know either, but I heard that Song Zhixing is a leader among the younger generation of Wudang disciples. It seems that this boy in black is going to be in trouble!"

Before Companion A's voice fell, Companion B took over and said: "I know this boy in black, he seems to be called Afeng, I saw him and Lin Yu drink together in the inn before, and they should have a good relationship Deep look."

Before Companion B's voice fell to the ground, Companion C's exclamation sounded: "What, Lin Yu? Is it Lin Yu who defeated the new leader Feng Jianping a few days ago? He is the most influential figure in today's martial arts, and he has never been seen in a century. Those who can drink with him must be going somewhere. Even if they are not geniuses, they are still a generation of wizards, the best of the young and middle-aged generation in the rivers and lakes."

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Hearing everyone's discussion, Song Zhixing, who has always been proud and arrogant, became even more angry, and immediately raised his voice and roared angrily: "Your name is Afeng, right? Don't think that you and Lin Yu are friends, I dare not What about you boy. I think Lin Yu is just a vain name. If he dares to come, my Wudang swordsmanship is mysterious and exquisite. Within ten moves, it is enough to defeat him! "

When Song Zhixing said this, he looked quite proud and confident, with the attitude of a winner, as if he had already defeated Lin Yu at this time.

Before Song Zhixing's words fell, several young disciples of the Wudang School, who were looking forward to him, also joined in excitedly, as if they had been injected with expired chicken blood.You speak to me, the words are quite intense.

Before Ah Feng could answer, Yan Yun, who was beside him, snorted coldly, and said with disdain: "A group of gangsters who have never seen the world will use their tongues to their advantage!"

Hearing that Yan Yun, who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, came to teach them like an old man, saying that they were young people who had never seen the world.Immediately, the disciples of the younger generation of Wudang School immediately felt as if a pot had exploded. The crowd was furious, and they all threatened to teach Yan Yun, a boy who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, a lesson.

Seeing this scene, Yan Yun snorted coldly with disdain, and shouted: "Isn't your Wudang swordsmanship mysterious and exquisite, but does anyone dare to fight me Yan Yun fairly?"

Hearing that Yan Yun, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old kid, was issuing a challenge to them, the Wudang disciples immediately erupted, clamoring to teach him a lesson, to let him know how high the sky is and how big the earth is. Thick, how old is Ma Wangye...

Although Song Zhixing couldn't understand Yan Yun's arrogance, he wanted to teach him a lesson.But he is Yan Hong's younger brother, before he embraces the beauty back, he doesn't want to have an overly violent conflict with Yan Yun.At least not in front of Yan Hong, there should be no too intense conflicts.

Thinking of this, Song Zhixing's sneaky eyeballs rolled back and forth, and a sharp and threatening coldness flashed in his deep eyes, he looked directly at Afeng, and shouted sharply: "If you dare to ask this brother, you dare to accept my offer." challenge?"

Yan Yun also wanted to beat this little boy of the Wudang faction for a long time, and before he finished speaking, he yelled loudly: "You boy is not worthy of fighting with my master, I will fight with you!"

Yan Hong knew that Song Zhixing was a leader among the young disciples of the Wudang School, so she hurriedly pulled Yan Yun, and said angrily in a low voice: "Yan Yun, stop making trouble!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Hong took another step forward with lotus steps, and said calmly: "Young Master Song, everything is just a misunderstanding, Yan Yun is ignorant, please forgive me for his inappropriate words!"

Yan Hong, a beautiful woman, came to intercede, of course Song Zhixing had to save face, not to mention that he didn't want to get into too much trouble with his future brother-in-law, so he immediately put on a polite look, and smiled slightly: "This is Naturally, how could I, Song Zhixing, have the same knowledge as a brat, maybe we will be a family in the future!"

When Yan Yun heard this sentence, he didn't care about his image, and immediately yelled: "You are a big son of a bitch, you don't go to piss to take care of your own behavior, and you want to be a family with us. I think you are simply eating too much shit, you are choking on it!"

Hearing Yan Yun's furious scolding, everyone was in an uproar. Unexpectedly, at such a young age, his level of cursing had reached such a level. The disciples of Wudang School were once again outraged.

Song Zhixing's face was as ugly as if he had really eaten shit, he glared at Yan Yun angrily, and sternly shouted: "Yan Yun, I think you are still a child, and you don't know as much as you do, you can't do that." Don't toast and don't eat fine wine."

When Yan Yun heard Song Zhixing's provocative words, he wanted to curse again, but was held tightly by Yan Hong and several female disciples of the Emei Sect.

Song Zhixing glanced at Yan Hong coldly, then turned around and looked at A Feng, putting on a domineering posture, and a murderous gleam appeared in those cold and deep eyes, and shouted sharply : "You kid dared to sneak attack on me, and even insulted my Wudang faction. If I don't kill you today, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

With a look of disdain on Afeng's expression, he glanced at him coldly, and shouted coldly: "If you want to fight, fight, then there is so much nonsense."

Seeing this situation, Yan Hong was worried that A Feng would be at a disadvantage, and wanted to step forward to stop her, but before she could speak, her eyes as clear as water greeted A Feng's bright eyes full of confidence, and she immediately turned to A Feng. What he wanted to say was swallowed back into his stomach, and he just nodded slightly, signaling him to be more careful.

Song Zhixing, who was holding back his anger and had no place to vent, saw that Afeng was still flirting with the beauty he liked, and his anger surged up to three feet on the spot. Without a word, he pulled out the sword at his waist, and He pierced towards Ah Feng through the air...