Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 1041 The Flow of the Wind
"My name is Xiao, and my name is Yun Ye."

Accompanied by the short six words that floated out of the mouth of the old man in plain clothes, the entire banquet hall fell silent.

Xiao Yunye, this is a very unique name of the Yan Kingdom, and it is similar to Ergou's name, Li Tianye.

Of course, no one would care about Ergou's name. Similarly, the name Xiao Yunye is very unfamiliar in developed countries such as Victoria.

martial arts?sect?Rivers and lakes?

This kind of thing is very far away from advanced countries that are full of modern technology and have a developed economy.

Perhaps only among those down-and-out people from Yan Kingdom can they occasionally hear something that matches it.

That's right, the former No. [-] Juggernaut of the Yan Kingdom has long been forgotten by the world, and even at the time when his reputation was the most famous, it was rarely reported in the land of the Yan Kingdom.

However, for Eastern Kingdom warriors who also respect martial arts and fight with swords, as long as they still remember the name Yingwu Shiyelang, they will not be unfamiliar with Xiao Yunye.

This name represents the former No. [-] swordsman in the Eastern Kingdom, who has never been defeated in his life.

On the main seat of the banquet hall, Yingwu Shanxiong looked at Xiao Yunye standing at the door in disbelief.

His pupils were flickering, as if trying to distinguish the identity of this person.

But it is a pity that he only heard about Xiao Yunye's deeds when he was a child, but he had never seen it himself.

"Xiao Yunye?"

Xiao Yunye's expression didn't change at all, he just stared quietly at Ying Wulan who was sitting next to Ying Wu Shanxiong.

Ignoring Sakuratake Yamao, he looked directly at Sakuratake Lan and said.

"In this room, only your aura is worthy of the title of sword god of the Eastern Kingdom. Young man, you must be Ying Wulan."

Although Ying Wulan is over 40 years old, she is indeed a young man in front of Xiao Yunye, and also a mature man for a warrior.

Facing the question, Ying Wulan responded in a deep voice.

"I'm."

Xiao Yunye didn't even glance at the sword-wielding warriors gathered behind him, but just stared quietly at Ying Wulan.

"Okay, I want to ask you some questions."

"Excuse me."

"You've been to Victoria before."

"I've been there."

"Are you looking for a man named Xia Feng?"

"Yes, but I have already found him. He is on the south coast of Xichuan."

A flash of light appeared in Xiao Yunye's pupils.

"Why are you looking for Xia Feng?"

"Because I want to beat him."

"Why do you want to beat him?"

Faced with this question, Ying Wulan's answer was very naive, but at the same time, he did not dare to doubt his persistence in this matter.

"Because I want to become the number one in the world that I recognize by myself."

At this time, Ying Wulan became a little thinner than before, with the same blue gown on his body, the cherry blossom knife at his waist, and the same pair of wooden clogs under his feet.

But on his neck, there is an extra accessory that was not there before.

It was a pendant in the shape of an octopus.

At the same time, the aura emanating from his body is no longer pure. Apart from the oppressive feeling of the pinnacle of sword skills, there is also a faint and disturbing aura.

Hearing Ying Wulan's answer, Xiao Yunye gently closed his eyes, talking to himself in a complicated tone.

"Is it number one in the world?"

In this banquet, although Sakura Takeshi is the protagonist in the limelight, but as the head of the family, Sakuratake Yamao is the real talker.

Seeing that Xiao Yunye ignored him, Yingwu Shanxiong immediately became angry.

Clenching his fists, he yelled sharply.

"Don't be fooled by this old guy. Xiao Yunye from Yan Kingdom has disappeared for decades, and he is probably dead long ago. Say, who the hell are you? How dare you break into the residence of my Yingwu family? Without an explanation that satisfies me, I can't even think about leaving safely!"

After finishing speaking, Sakuratake Yamao waved his hand.

"Come on, tie up this old guy first!"

"Yes!"

Upon receiving the Patriarch's order, hundreds of warriors gathered in front of the hall all drew out their long sabers, ready to go forward and take him down.

At this time, Xiao Yunye turned his head slightly, and only glanced indifferently at the warrior behind him from the corner of his eye.

At this moment, all the warriors who had drawn their knives stopped at the same time, and a surge of fear from the bottom of their hearts instantly enveloped their entire bodies.

As martial arts practitioners with keen insight, they really felt that even if the old man turned his back on them, even if the old man didn't even draw out his sword.

But as long as they take a step closer, they will lose their lives instantly, no matter how many people there are, there is no exception.

The banquet hall, which was bustling just now, was completely silent at this moment. The guests were holding their wine glasses, and no one dared to make a sound because the atmosphere was very strange.

These guests were all businessmen, not warriors. To them, Xiao Yunye's deterrent power remained only in rumors, like a topic of conversation after dinner.

Their point of view at the moment is almost the same as that of Yingwu Shanxiong. This person is definitely not Xiao Yunye, the legendary number one swordsman of the Yan Kingdom.

Seeing that the samurai didn't listen to the order to act, the guests all turned their eyes to Yingwu Shanxiong, at a loss.

The superior Sakuratake Yamao stared and roared loudly.

"Are you all deaf! I asked you to tie up this old man. Why, my son from the Yingwu family is afraid of an old man of unknown origin?"

The wind, the flow of the wind appeared.

It was clearly indoors, but for some reason, there was a gust of breeze.

The gust of wind was neither wild nor threatening. The red cloth on the dining table was lifted by the wind and fell down again.

But at this moment of distraction, Yingwu Shanxiong was surprised to find that the old man who called himself Xiao Yunye had disappeared!

In the next second, an old voice came from less than half a meter away from Yingwu Shanxiong.

"The head of the Yingwu family, Xiao, has killed countless people in his life, but now, I am tired of meaningless killings. I am here today. I just want to talk to Yingwulan, who is known as the sword god of the Eastern Kingdom. I hope outsiders will not Get in the way of Xiao."

Sakuratake Yamao's neck was stiff, his eyes were wide open, and he turned his head bit by bit like a robot.

At some point, Xiao Yunye was already sitting between him and Ying Wulan.

The distance between the three of them is that they can almost touch each other by raising their hands!

"you"

Yingwu Shanxiong felt as if he had seen a ghost, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly, and even goosebumps stood up.

However, Ying Wulan next to him didn't panic at all, on the contrary, he let out a series of arrogant laughs.

"hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Ying Wulan's brows and eyes were full of excitement.

"Today is really a happy day in my life. I didn't expect that I would meet the first sword master of the Yan Kingdom. If I knew you were still alive in this world, I wouldn't have to look for that Xia Feng."

Ying Wulan turned her head to the side, and grinned at Xiao Yunye who was close at hand.

"In my mind, that Xia Feng is far less than half of yours, Senior Xiao!"

Seeing Ying Wulan's excited look, Xiao Yunye just gently closed his eyes.

"That would be the best. After today's talk, you won't need to trouble Xia Feng anymore."

The sound of the blade cutting across the scabbard came out, and Ying Wulan slowly pulled out the cherry blossom knife from his waist, and displayed it in front of Xiao Yunye while moving it.

"Senior Xiao, what you said to talk about should be using this."

Xiao Yunye opened his eyes, and on his old face, there was a seriousness that had not been seen for a long time.

"Exactly."

(End of this chapter)