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Chapter 55 Dusk Autumn Wind, Purple Robe Swordsman, what level are you, drinking the same wine as me? !

Tiger and Leopard Pavilion.

Yang Daohan was wearing a long green gown with fluttering lapels and an elegant appearance.

"Calculating the time, it's almost time, right?"

It was a cold winter day and night fell early.

Watching the dusk fall and shine into the yard, he set a table for banquet, waited quietly, and spoke softly to those around him.

"Of course I got it!"

"In Anning County, which is 500 miles away, the three major gangs never hire people overnight."

"Whoever we want to invite, if they don't show up before sunset, we don't have to wait until the King of Hell calls at midnight!"

Zhang Liechen, the leader of the Lion Hall, grinned.

"Humph!"

"Golden muscles and jade veins, I heard that those 'young masters and young ladies' in the capital city, who are strengthening their muscles and bones, must use all their strength to consolidate the pass they have broken through."

"Once you break through, your muscles will be firm and your pores will be locked with Qi and blood, which will be very beneficial for 'mercury and blood rushing through the bone gate'."

"But in the final analysis, it is only the first step of the power barrier. As long as you have superior standing practice, spend a lot of money, and get guidance from a famous teacher, you can succeed after three to five years of hard work."

"It's one thing to have great talent, but it's another to be realistic."

"If you insist on going your own way, you will sink with a broken ship."

"With Yang Yan here, plus a few bone-hardening experts, we can still invite him politely!"

Willow branches withered in the courtyard were swaying, and on an open-air buffet, there was an oval wooden table with large meat dishes neatly laid out on the table.

The three dragon heads each looked at a pot of wine. Among them, the Crazy Lion Zhang Liechen patted the table and laughed:
"Of course, if this kid knows what's happening, we can 'form a sworn brotherhood and go to Zhonghuang together', and maybe we can have another promising future."

However, he didn't finish his words.

The eagle Xu Xin, who only had one eye left, had his eyes sharpened, and the muscles on his chicken claw-like palms bulged. He stood up immediately:

"Old Five, be careful with your words!"

Yang Daohan's expression also became solemn. He looked around and found that there were no idle people outside the banquet hall. He came closer and lowered his eyes:
"Don't talk about some things."

"If it's because of us, the 'Ceremony of Inviting the Gods' that the leader has been planning for so many years will be ruined."

"You and I are both to blame."

"That was an opportunity that could lead him directly to becoming a 'Master of Qi Training'. How long has he been waiting for that?"

"Anning County is so small. The county guards of the county lord and the four instructors of 'fist, spear, sword and knife' only occupy the most prosperous inner streets and downtown areas. They don't care much about our outer areas in the east, west, south and north."

“But power disputes can never reach the inner streets or the county government.”

"But he colluded with the powerful dragon across the river and was contaminated by the 'heterodox', especially the 'gods' among the heterodox."

"This kind of thing can scare them to death. I'm afraid they will have to report it to the police overnight and get rid of us at the same time!"

He knocked on the table and shouted in a deep voice.

This made Zhang Liechen shudder and he restrained himself a little.

It just so happened.

Da da da.
The sound of footsteps could be heard.

The three of them looked at the same time.

Seeing Yang Yan step out, with a figure following behind him, Yang Daohan's expression eased and he showed his warm look again:
"I guess this must be the young hero of Fengyun Society, Brother Ji?"

"Quickly."

He was about to smile and stand up to invite her, but soon he saw behind Yang Yan, not only a black-clad teenager in tight clothes, but also...
There was also a middle-aged figure with empty half-sleeves, a purple robe, a sword at his waist, and untidy beard on his chin.

His eyes wrinkled unconsciously:
"Who is this"

Yang Yan scratched his head when he heard his father's words:
"Dad, didn't you ask me to bring Brother Ji back?"

"This man is Ji Xiu's master. If he wants to stop me, I wonder if I have no face. How can I ask him to stop me? I just brought him here together."

"I think his name is something like Duan Chenzhou?"

"I seem to have heard this name somewhere before. I think you told me about it. I can't remember it. I don't want to think about it anymore."

He looked nonchalant, and when he saw that his mission was accomplished, he wanted to run away.

And at the same time.

The man in the purple robe and the sword was calm and composed, as if no one was around. He sat down opposite the three leaders with his disciples. At the same time, he bent his fingers and tapped lightly:
"Didn't you say you wanted to eat?"

"Duan even specially changed his clothes. He used to wear this outfit when he went out, thinking that even though he was in a new place, maybe someone would recognize him."

"sit."

He stretched out his arms, acting as if he was the master, which made Ji Xiu secretly smack his lips and his heart beat fast.

Not long ago, his own master put on airs and raised his status in his mind to an 'infinitely higher' level.

As a result, he changed his clothes in the house, and then calmly took himself and Yang Yan back to the Tiger and Leopard Pavilion.

This series of actions immediately surprised him, and he was a little unsure what the plan was.

"sit?"

The mad lion Zhang Liechen frowned.

He looked at this seemingly ordinary middle-aged man with a broken arm.

Feeling his restrained energy, he was silent for a while, then suddenly stood up with his sword, his face darkening:
"If you don't have Qi in your body, you are not a Qigong master."

"Since it is not Qi training, it is just stopping at the 'strength barrier'."

"You have a broken arm, so why are you acting so high and mighty? You..."

He gripped the hilt of the knife tightly and was about to shout.

However, Yang Daohan, who was sitting on the main seat with a frown on his face, thought for a long time, but suddenly his eyes narrowed, as if he had seen some incredible person.

Especially————

When Zhang Liechen opened his mouth, blood gushed from his forehead and he almost fainted. He immediately mobilized his Qi and blood and shouted:
"Shut up!"

boom!
He exerted all his strength and pressed down hard on Zhang Liechen's shoulder!

He was immediately pressed forcefully onto the stool to stop him from moving forward.

Then, his face twitched, and he put on a forced smile and looked at Duan Chenzhou:
"Mr. Duan Duan?"

Yang Daohan looked Duan Chenzhou up and down to confirm whether he was the person in his impression.

Then the more I looked,

The colder the sweat, the more it started to flow down.

Purple robe.

Broken arm.

Crescent Moon Knife.

That's right, that's right.
Yes!
There is no doubt about it, he is that person!
"Yes, yes, sit down, sit down!"

For a moment, Yang Daohan wore an elegant smile, unconsciously with a flattering tone, and said to Zhang Liechen in a low voice:
"Eat well, and then go down to toast. Listen to me!"

The leader of the Lion Hall, who was known as the 'Tomb Tiger' and had cultivated jade skin, looked at Yang Daohan from the Tiger and Leopard Hall, who had achieved outer power and was much stronger than him. He was so frightened because of just three words.

At one moment, I realized the seriousness of the problem.

Maybe the guy sitting opposite him is really some big shot he doesn’t know!

So he stood up awkwardly:

"Hey, brother, I was the one who offended you just now. I am the big-tailed wolf. Come on, I will punish myself with a pot of wine. You can do whatever you want."

After saying that, he drank it down in one gulp.

But the purple-robed swordsman sitting opposite him only glanced at the wine, his eyes slightly sarcastic, and then he curled the corners of his lips:
"What level are you, drinking the same wine as Duan?"

Stupid!
The afterglow of the sunset was scattered, and something suddenly flashed, cutting out a "snow-white" arc of light, like a full moon, which disappeared in an instant, like a flash in the pan.

But it was only for less than a breath.

"what!!"

With a scream, the mad lion Zhang Liechen suddenly leaned forward, and a streak of blood ran down his left ear, completely scratching it.
pat!

then!

The left ear, which was cut very completely and spurted blood, fell on the dirty bluestone road!
"you!"

Zhang Liechen took two steps back, covered his bleeding ear with one hand, gasped for breath, his eyes horrified, and his throat rolling several times.

Refined leather, jade skin!
Even the eardrum is invulnerable to swords and guns, how come...?

(End of this chapter)