On this day, in a restaurant in the capital.
The storyteller standing in the middle of the hall smacked his lips and took a sip of hot tea. He looked at his audience with a smug expression and asked,
"Everyone, do you know who is the most famous in the martial world in the past month? Who was the sharpest, who was the easiest to kill? Who is the most famous?"
When the audience below heard this, their eyes lit up and they shouted excitedly,
"Is there a need to say? Naturally, it's that white-robed sword immortal!"
The storyteller's eyes lit up. He suddenly slapped the gavel and shouted,
"This customer is right! In this world, who could compare to this hero?”
Then, he opened his folding fan, cupped his fists, and said loudly,"
"Today, we won't talk about romance or ghosts. I'll talk to you about this famous white-robed sword immortal!”
The guests below all cheered.
At the corner, a young man in luxurious clothes suddenly stood up.
This person was wearing a sapphire blue silk robe and gently waving a white jade fan in his hand. Although he was still young, he could not hide his graceful and luxurious aura. One could tell at a glance that he was a figure like the grandson of the king.
This young master was exceptionally handsome. His lips were red and his teeth were white. His eyes were bright and piercing. The folding fan in his hand was made of white jade. The hand holding the fan handle was as white as the fan handle.
He waved his fan and shouted,
"Old sir, tell me more about the white-robed sword immortal!”
"If you say it well, this young master will reward you heavily!”
Then, a gold ingot was thrown onto the storyteller's table.
Seeing such a forthright guest, the storyteller naturally thanked him profusely. Then, he cleared his throat and told him the story of this white-robed sword immortal.
"If we want to talk about this person's deeds, we have to mention the tragedy half a month ago!”
"A month ago, the Mengyuan army massacred the villages wantonly. Their methods were cruel and they committed countless sins!”
When the audience below heard this, they all gritted their teeth and cursed the Yuan Dog for being inhuman.
"This bunch of bastards!"
"Yuan Dog deserves to die!"
The black-faced young man beside the young master suddenly snorted coldly. His already stiff black face became even more ferocious. Just as he was about to stand up and speak, he was stopped by the young master.
The storyteller took a sip of tea and continued.
"It was also at this moment that the white-robed sword immortal appeared out of nowhere!”
"This is the first time that this hero has appeared. With just a single sword, he killed the entire team of dozens of Mengyuan cavalries!”
"After that, this hero targeted the Mengyuan troops that were left alone and killed more than a thousand Mengyuan soldiers! They killed so many people that they didn't dare to go out with a small group of people to wreak havoc on the people!”
"This kind of divine might, this kind of boldness, it's really like thousands of troops and horses avoiding a white robe!”
Hearing this, the audience cheered.
"Good!"
"Good kill!"
"Impressive. As expected of a sword immortal. A man and a sword can actually do such a great thing!”
The storyteller stroked his long beard, his old face flushed red as he continued to tell the glorious deeds of the white-robed sword immortal.
It was said that although this person was alone and traveled the Jianghu with a sword, he was often accompanied by a divine condor.
The divine condor was his mount. Even if he was surrounded by thousands of Mengyuan soldiers, he could easily escape.
Although he had only appeared for less than a month, during this period of time, he had served justice and punished evil.
Destroy the Yuan army, kill corrupt officials, save the people, and do countless good deeds.
The story of the White-Robed Sword Immortal gradually spread throughout the martial world, and his fame spread throughout the world!
It was rumored that this person liked to wear a white robe. Even though he had killed the Yuangou army and caused rivers of blood to flow, his white robe was still spotless and his white robe was even whiter than snow!
Moreover, according to the person who was saved, not only was this person's martial arts like a god, but his appearance was also a first-class talent. He could be said to be the most beautiful man in the world.
At the end of his speech, the old storyteller was extremely excited. He drank the wine in the pot in one gulp and shouted,
"Dear guests, there's a saying in the martial arts world now.”
"They say that apart from the three feet of snow on your body, no one in the world is worthy of white clothes!”
"These words are really appropriate to describe that sword immortal!”
"Sigh, the Divine Great Land has many extraordinary people.”
Hearing this, the audience below cheered like crazy demons.
"Good!"
"Great!"
"Well said!"
At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly said,
"What bullsh * t white-robed sword immortal? It's just a rumor. You Han people like to exaggerate. If you have 30% ability, you have to brag 70%. It's just bragging.”
"Besides, how can there be a big eagle in the world that can carry people and fly? I grew up in the grasslands, how come I've never seen it before?”
"Hmph, let's go, Min Min, just looking at this group of lowly Han makes me sick.”
"If that person really has the ability, then come and try me, Timur!”
When everyone heard this, they were all furious and looked at that person fiercely.
However, he realized that the person who spoke was the black-faced man next to the luxuriously dressed young master who had acted boldly just now.
He was dressed in brocade and luxuriously dressed. He looked rich and noble, but he was very fierce. His eyes were fierce. One look and one could tell that he was a hedonistic son of a noble family in the imperial court.
The customers in the hall did not dare to provoke him and could only swallow their anger.
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded from beyond the sky.
"If you have the guts, try saying those words again.”
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