Hearing Starstreak's words, everyone looked at each other. Then, a burly man holding a steel knife walked out and shouted. "Are you talking about the pots and pans in the corridor? So what if I knocked it over?”
"Nothing much. I just want you to die.”Starstreak said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and pointed in the air. A golden sword ray shot out.
Chi!
The sound of air being torn apart rang out. Before anyone could react, they saw a hole appear between the eyebrows of the burly man and he fell to the ground with a loud bang.
Everyone was in an uproar.
The best martial arts among them were only second-rate in Jianghu. They had never seen such a divine skill like the Six Pulses Divine Sword. In their eyes, it was simply a celestial technique.
"I've avenged your flower dew.”Starstreak smiled as he spoke to A'Zhu beside him. He sat on a chair in the middle of the hall.
A strange look flashed in his eyes. A'Zhu's cheeks turned red, and she stood behind him with A'Bi on either side.
At this moment, the old man with a long beard looked at Star Mark and said in a trembling voice. "Your Excellency, you shouldn't be Young Master Murong, right?”
This old man was Yao Bodang of the Qin Clan in Yunzhou. His master's surname was Qin. He was the leader of the Qin Clan and the leader of the Five Tigers Gate Breaking Blade. Because his son Qin Boqi's martial arts skills were mediocre, he passed the position to his eldest disciple, Yao Bodang.
A few months ago, Qin Boqi was killed in Shaanxi Province by someone using the 'King's Four Blades' with three horizontal and one straight stroke. That was the strongest and fiercest move of the 'Five Tigers Breaking the Door Blade'. Everyone guessed that it must have been the Murong Clan of Gusu.
Uncle Yao will be grateful for your kindness and lead all the best men in the village to Suzhou to avenge his junior brother. However, he never thought that Murong Fu would offend a youth who was even more terrifying than him.
Picking up the tea on the table, Starstreak drank it in one gulp and said,""My name is Star Mark, the star of Star and the mark of Mark.”
"Young Master Zhexian!"
Hearing his name, everyone exclaimed.
"May I know what relationship Young Master Hen has with the Murong Clan of Gusu?”The white-robed man at the head of the west asked respectfully.
This person was the new Sect Leader of Qingcheng Sect, Sima Lin.
His father, Sima Wei, the previous Sect Leader of the Qingcheng Monastery, had used the Moon-Breaking Awl of the Twelve Breaks of the 'City' character to pierce through someone's eardrum last winter. His inner energy had penetrated deep into the brain, and he had died.
Although the name of the 'Moon-Breaking Awl' had the word 'awl' in it, it actually didn't use a steel awl. Instead, it used its five fingers to form a sharp awl and pierce through the enemy's eardrum and head with its dense inner strength.
When Sima Lin received the news in Chengdu, he quickly came east with his junior brother. After investigating Sima Wei's injuries, the two of them were shocked and sad. They thought that other than Sima Wei himself, the only people in their sect who could use this 'Moon Piercing Awl' were Sima Lin, his junior brother, and two other experts.
However, at the time of the incident, the four of them were clearly in Chengdu and happened to be having a Winter Solstice banquet together. No one was suspicious. However, the murderer who killed Sima Wei, other than the Murong Clan of Gusu who was known as 'giving him a taste of his own medicine' could not be anyone else.
The Qingcheng Sect had gathered all their experts to Gusu City to settle the score with the Murong Clan.
But now, he had already made up his mind. If this banished immortal young master before him admitted that he had a deep relationship with the Murong Clan of Gusu, he would turn around and leave.
"Don't misunderstand. I have nothing to do with those two clowns who want to restore the throne.”Starstreak said with a smile.
What did he mean by attempting to restore the throne?
However, before anyone could ask, an extremely strange sound came from outside the house. "No, no. If the Murongs were clowns, then you would be worse than a clown!”
As his voice fell, the candlelight in the room dimmed. A person leaped in front of Starstreak and raised his palm to attack his face.
The wind whistled, and the energy surged.
Once an expert made a move, he would know if there was one.
The other party's palm was like a bolt of lightning, swift and fierce. The expressions of the people from the Qingcheng Sect and the Qin Clan changed drastically. They felt that they were far inferior.
Their gazes were all focused on Starstreak. They wondered how this Young Master Zhexian would defend himself.
In the next moment.
Starstreak didn't move. He pushed forward with his fair palm. His entire movement didn't have any trace of smoke or fire.
Bang!
The figure was like a kite with a broken string, flying backward and crashing onto the floor.
Everyone was shocked.
Everyone looked at each other and saw the horror on each other's faces.
The one who attacked Starstreak was a slightly plump middle-aged man. He was tall and wore a gray robe. He had a perverse and stubborn expression on his face.
"Brother Boson!" A'Zhu and A'Bi hurried forward and helped him up.
It turned out that he was one of the four great generals of the Mu Rong Clan, the Golden Wind Manor Head Bao Butong.
He was ranked third and was known as Mr. Boson. He would never admit his mistake. Even if he was indeed in the wrong, he would not repent. Other than that, he was most famous for his verbal attacks. The phrase 'no, no' made everyone know, which was really annoying.
"Who exactly are you?" Bao Butong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a solemn expression.
Speaking of which, he had arrived a little late. When he heard Starstreak's last sentence, he had rushed out in a frenzy. He did not expect to meet such a tough person. The other party's internal energy was not inferior to his young master's.
"Before I answer your question, I want to ask who you are.”Starstreak asked. "Han? Or Xianbei people? Or perhaps you are a Han, but you became a Xianbei dog?”
Bao Butong's expression changed. He vaguely understood what the other party was about to say, and he could not help but feel a chill run down his spine. What kind of secret was this? How could this person in front of him know?
"Yan Country? Restoration? Hehe, what wishful thinking!" Starstreak sneered.
Everyone present looked at each other. Vaguely, they seemed to know something extraordinary.
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