The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 89
Yang Wenhao is at the ninth level of qi training, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is a master of martial arts.

In Yang Wenhao's eyes, Yi Xiaochuan's Drunken Sword is as simple as playing house.

And Yi Xiaochuan asked Yang Wenhao to give advice, and Yang Wenhao was not polite at all. Yi Xiaochuan was practicing while Yang Wenhao was giving some pointers.

In this way, Yi Xiaochuan's strength is also growing rapidly, he can be regarded as a second-rate peak master, and he is one step away from the first-rate.

"With Brother Yang's guidance, my swordsmanship has improved very fast. Come, let's have a toast."

Yi Xiaochuan held up a wine bowl full of Jiyougu wine, and respected Yang Wenhao.

Yang Wenhao clinked glasses and drank a cup.

And just as the two were drinking and chatting about some anecdotes, some figures suddenly walked out from the side.

The leader is a middle-aged man in an embroidered long suit, and there are many servants beside him, looking very extraordinary.

The middle-aged man at the head cupped his hands slightly and said: "Three, we are a caravan from afar. I just saw the three practicing swords. I don't know what kind of swordsmanship they are practicing."

Hearing this, a trace of pride appeared on Sanbao's face, and said: "The swordsmanship we practiced is our own creation, called Drunken Sword."

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "I see, that means that you must be drunk to practice."

Yi Xiaochuan said: "That's right, if you don't get drunk, you don't practice."

"So, you two like wine?" the middle-aged man said.

"Of course, our wine is the best wine." Sanbao said proudly.

The middle-aged man smiled lightly and said: "In this case, we have come from a long way, I wonder if it can quench our thirst."

Hearing what the middle-aged man said, Yi Xiaochuan looked at Yang Wenhao and said, "Brother Yang, what do you think?"

Seeing Yi Xiaochuan questioning Yang Wenhao, everyone's eyes were also on Yang Wenhao.

Yang Wenhao glanced at the people in front of him, and his last eyes fell on the driver next to the middle-aged man holding a long sword, and then said: "Since you all come from a long way, you are naturally welcome."

"Since Brother Yang agreed, everyone, sit down." Yi Xiaochuan signaled to sit down.

The middle-aged man sat down, while Sanbao hurriedly stepped forward to pour the wine.

The groom standing aside took a deep breath and said, "How can the aroma of this wine be so clear?"

Yi Xiaochuan smiled slightly, and said what Cui Wenzi told him before.

The caravan and his party were very convinced.

"Come on, have a taste." Yi Xiaochuan held up the wine bowl and offered it to the groom.

The groom was slightly stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said: "My master hasn't had a drink yet, how dare I, a groom, drink it first?"

"You people just have a lot of rules." Yi Xiaochuan curled his lips.

The middle-aged man glanced at it, then picked up the wine bowl and drank it down. After drinking it, he praised repeatedly: "Good wine, I don't feel any discomfort after drinking it."

These words have deep meaning, Yi Xiaochuan doesn't understand, but Yang Wenhao does.

It was nothing more than fear of being poisoned, so I said this after drinking.

Hearing that there was nothing unusual, the groom picked up the wine bowl and drank it. After drinking it, he praised it again and again, saying that it was the best wine he had ever had.

And at this moment, more than a dozen robbers armed with sharp weapons jumped out of the surrounding bamboo forest.

These robbers were ferocious one by one, and they surrounded everyone in the blink of an eye. Obviously, they did this kind of thing a lot.

"Listen well, we don't live for money, as long as you honestly hand over all your money, we will spare your life." The leader of the robbers said.

If other caravans heard this, they would probably hand over the money directly.

But this pair of caravans is different.

The groom looked indifferent, and said: "In the country of Daqin, this kind of thing happened under my nose. You gangsters are too rampant."

The leader of the robbers sneered, pointed at the groom and said, "If there is someone who is not afraid of death, cut him off."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man hurried forward to protect the groom: "Don't, don't."

Those robbers came to the front, all of them looked bad.

The middle-aged man hurriedly communicated with the groom in a low voice, but in the end, the groom slowly pushed the middle-aged man away, as if he was about to draw out his sword to fight.

When the robbers saw it, they immediately killed them with weapons in hand.

Originally Yi Xiaochuan wanted to help, but was stopped by Yang Wenhao: "Leave it to me."

Just when the groom was about to draw his sword, suddenly a phantom flashed in front of his eyes. In an instant, the robbers were all blocked by a sword, and fell to the ground, bleeding and dying.

"Yang Wenhao, you!"

Yi Xiaochuan was a little dumbfounded when he saw this scene, he didn't expect Yang Wenhao to be so ruthless.

But Yang Wenhao didn't intend to show mercy. Now these robbers were all his prey, so they could be regarded as making some contribution to him.

With the sword in hand, those robbers were all chopped down by Yang Wenhao like wooden stakes.

In a moment, the originally arrogant robbers instantly turned into a group of dead bodies.

This scene shocked everyone.

No one expected that a man who looked gentle and scholarly would be so decisive.

"General Meng Yi is nothing more than that."

The middle-aged man whispered in the groom's ear.

The groom nodded and said, "This person is very strong."

With a flick of the long sword in Yang Wenhao's hand, the blood transfected on the blade was instantly thrown to the ground, forming a line of blood.

Regarding Yang Wenhao, Yi Xiaochuan really couldn't say anything, it was someone else's business.

Yi Xiaochuan had no choice but to say, "Be merciful."

Yang Wenhao said: "You yourself are merciful, but they won't be merciful. They have a lot of lives on their hands. Even if you are too kind, you will be bullied."

Patting Yi Xiaochuan on the shoulder, Yang Wenhao turned and left.

Back at the tavern, Yang Wenhao ran into Cui Wenzi.

Cui Wenzi said: "Where's Xiao Chuan? Why didn't you come back with you?"

Yang Wenhao replied: "Should be back soon."

After a while, Yi Xiaochuan came back with Three Treasures, he was slightly taken aback when he saw Yang Wenhao, but he still sat down.

Cui Wenzi was thoughtful, seeing Yi Xiaochuan like this, said: "What happened to you two."

Yang Wenhao said: "Just now in Lanchi, I met a group of robbers and killed them all."

"Hiss..." Cui Wenzi couldn't help but gasped, killing so many people in one go, it was thanks to Yang Wenhao being so young that he could do it.

But while surprised, there was no other touch.

Cui Wenzi looked at Yi Xiaochuan and said, "Do you think what Wen Hao did was not good?"

Yi Xiaochuan nodded and said, "I don't think they should be killed no matter what."

Yang Wenhao didn't try to persuade him, but Cui Wenzi patted Yi Xiaochuan on the shoulder and said, "You are the kindness of a lady, I think what he did was right."

(End of this chapter)