Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 76 Boomerang

The setting sun is blood-red and the wind is cold.

Luo Chaoyan was standing outside the house, tiptoeing slightly, and looking through the window with a worried look in her eyes. But when she saw Zhao Wumian dealt with Kang Guangyuan swiftly and neatly, she was stunned again, and her eyes lit up slightly... She was not a warrior, so she couldn't understand the trick. She just felt that every move of Zhao Wumian was very powerful, and the fight in the martial arts world was also pleasing to watch.

She lived in the palace until she was eight years old, feeling depressed and lonely. After going to Guixuan Valley to study, she stayed in the valley to learn medicine and make medicine. Eighteen years of her life passed by so quickly. Now that she followed Zhao Wumian to Xiaoxitian, she finally had a sense of "entering the world of martial arts". She was somewhat excited about this novel experience.

The little nun moved a small stool and looked inside. Seeing this, her little face was extremely excited. She wished that she was the one standing in the room so that she could beat up these guys who bullied Xiao Xitian and vent her anger.

Chu Changdong hid in the dark with a sword in his arms, and was ordered by Zhao Wumian to protect Luo Chaoyan. However, he was a little surprised when he saw the situation in the house. What Zhao Wumian used just now was not any sword or knife skills, and there was no method at all. However, he was able to kill Kang Guangyuan so easily, just like cutting grass. It can be seen that he has at least reached the level of a master.

Kang Guangyuan is said to be a master, but he is just exaggerating. If he is really at the level of a master, how could he be defeated by Zhao Wumian in one move?
He is not even as good as You Junwu and Yan Jiu.

Along the way, Zhao Wumian had fought either the chief minister or the confidants of the princes. He could be said to have played high-end games as soon as he appeared on the stage. With a broad vision, his martial arts naturally improved as well. Dealing with a martial artist who was not even a grandmaster, wasn't it a matter of just one move?

However, Luo Chaoyan was worried that this group of shameless people would beat up Zhao Wumian later. To be on the safe side, it would be better to call the people from Xiao Xitian. With Guan Yunshu here, Zhao Wumian would definitely not be held accountable. So she tilted her head and thought about it, then leaned over and lowered her voice and said to the little nun:
"Zhao...Su Yanran vented his anger for you, but he is alone and outnumbered. Go to the main hall and ask your senior sister for help. But remember, you can't tell her that we are her friends, otherwise she will definitely be punished."

Causing trouble and killing people in Xiao Xitian obviously damaged Xiao Xitian's reputation in the martial arts world, so naturally the murderer had to be arrested to serve as a warning to others.

If everyone knew that the murderer was a friend of Xiao Xitian's eldest senior sister, then this matter would be difficult to cover up.

At that time, Guan Yunshu would pretend not to know Zhao Wumian and arrest him in front of everyone and put him in jail, and then release him secretly, and the matter would be over. This is also the fundamental reason why Zhao Wumian is so fearless.

He has the protection of a nun in Xiaoxitian.

Luo Chaoyan was not familiar with Guan Yunshu, but she thought that Guan Yunshu should be able to understand what she meant.

"I know..." The little nun's heart skipped a beat when she heard that. She couldn't tell who was more powerful at all. She just felt that the crowd of people in the room was really oppressive. So she quickly got down from the small bench and strode towards the main hall to wave people over.

Chu Changdong glanced at Luo Chaoyan and thought to himself that this friend of Master Su Xiaojian was also a black-hearted person... Eh? But from the sound of her voice, it seemed like she was a woman. She was always with him when she traveled around the world. If she wasn't a beauty, she must be the one she loved.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touch the "Secret History of the Harem" in his arms. With a beauty, he wouldn't have to worry about Master Su Xiaojian asking for his treasure... This is very good.

Then he paid more attention to his surroundings to make sure that the beauty of Master Su Xiaojian was safe.

Inside the house, Kang Guangyuan, the leader of the Baojian Sect, collapsed on the ground, with blood forming a large pool, and he seemed lifeless.

The place was dead silent, and one could hear a pin drop.

Zhao Wumian stood in the middle and took a look at everyone present. Kang Guangyuan, a weakling who was not a master, could sit in a chair near the main seat. It seemed that there must be less than three masters among the people present.

This is natural, the Grandmaster is not something that can be found everywhere.

So Zhao Wumian glanced sideways at Taoist Lingxu who was sitting in the main seat. He still remembered what Chu Changdong said. The reason why this matter became so big was that Taoist Lingxu used his connections to put pressure on Xiao Xitian on the grounds of rumors. Even if there was no such rumor, as long as Taoist Lingxu still had this idea, he would always find an opportunity to do it again.

Although the reason why things developed to this point was that the high-level officials of Xiao Xitian were "kind-hearted" and unwilling to use tough measures, they were pressured and humiliated by Taoist Ling Xu. Therefore, even if Taoist Ling Xu was killed, it would only be a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution.

But Zhao Wumian was not from Xiao Xitian. He came here to find the person who poisoned the prince as soon as possible, and for Guan Yunshu's sake. He didn't care whether it was a temporary solution or a permanent solution... Killing Taoist Ling Xu, even if it was only a temporary solution, would have been the utmost for Zhao Wumian.

On the way here, he asked Chu Changdong about the origins of Taoist Ling Xu. It was true that he was at the level of a master, but now he was over eighty years old and half of his body was buried in the ground. How much of his strength could he still exert?
Seeing Zhao Wumian looking towards him, Taoist Ling Xu's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he had really run into a tough guy. He wanted to run away immediately. The only reason he could survive in the underworld until he was over eighty years old was because of the word "hidden".

But Zhao Wumian obviously wouldn't let him go out of kindness, so he pretended to be calm and slammed the wooden table, causing it to fly all over the place. He said angrily, "This guy is so decisive and careless about human life. He's obviously here to take our lives. So there's no need for us to talk about the code of conduct... Let's attack together!"

When Taoist Lingxu smashed the wooden table, a group of martial artists around him stomped on the floor tiles and flew towards Zhao Wumian.

Luo Chaoyan, who was outside the house, felt a tightness in her heart, and she took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms, intending to poison him directly... Anyway, Zhao Wumian was immune to all poisons and could not be hurt. Then she paused, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

Looking through the window, the house was spacious, but it was a place for talking after all, how spacious could it be? Therefore, before Ling Xu finished speaking, two people who were closer came to Zhao Wumian first.

One of them was Wang Shan'an, the young master of the Wang family. He was 22 years old this year, full of vigor and vitality, and proud of his talent. He had learned all the top martial arts, and he looked down on Kang Guangyuan's mediocre swordsmanship. Now that Zhao Wumian had come to mess things up, he was naturally dissatisfied and rushed to the front. He held a long horizontal sword in his hand, with murderous intent, and the sword was as powerful as a mountain, and he chopped it out brazenly.

The other person was the man in brocade robe who had just mocked Zhao Wumian. He was unarmed and his wide sleeves covered his palms, so he was probably an expert in boxing and palm fighting.

Zhao Wumian held the scabbard in one hand and looked at the two. He thought that since these people from the martial arts world were treated with courtesy by Xiao Xitian, they obviously had something... but they were not yet at the level of a master.

Seeing Zhao Wumian motionless, everyone present was slightly nervous, thinking that the strength of these two people was already the strongest present except for the old Taoist Lingxu. As long as they can entangle this straw raincoat man, they can find a flaw and rush forward. As the saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands, so are they afraid that they can't kill this man?

But the next moment, Zhao Wumian raised his hand and drew the sword from its sheath. There was a crisp sound of "clang", and a flash of silver-white sword light appeared immediately. Everyone only saw a flash of light, and the sword in Wang Shan'an's hand instantly flew backwards and pierced into the wall, shaking continuously.

Wang Shan'an himself was even more horrified. By the time he reacted, the palm of his hand where he had held the knife was already cracked and bleeding. His entire arm was shaking from the force of Zhao Wumian's knife and he fell backwards weakly.

Before everyone could see how Zhao Wumian swung his knife, he had already raised his fist and punched Wang Shan'an in the chest, which was wide open.

There was a dull 'bang' sound, and Wang Shan'an's robes bulged slightly. He heard a few sounds of bones breaking in his ears, and then his head felt dizzy, his ears were ringing, his eyes went dark, and his body flew backwards at a speed faster than when he came.

Someone behind him reacted quickly and raised his hand to press on his back to help him relieve the force. He took several steps back before easing the force on Wang Shan'an. At a glance, he saw that his head was tilted, blood was spitting out of his mouth, and he had fainted.

At this time, the man in the gorgeous robe had come behind Zhao Wumian. Seeing that his attention was briefly attracted by Wang Shan'an, he immediately said "flaw" in his heart, and then punched him. As soon as the fist touched the wide cuffs, there was a dull "pop" sound, and the cuffs of the brocade robe broke into pieces immediately.

Zhao Wumian didn't look back. He stomped his boots on the ground and stepped on the hilt of Kang Guangyuan's sword.

The long sword was instantly bounced up from the ground by this force, and the silver-white sword body spun in the air and stabbed towards the man in brocade robe.

The man in the gorgeous robe snorted coldly, raised his hand and slapped the sword away, but he did not dare to relax his attention at all and stared at Zhao Wumian's figure closely.

There was nothing wrong with his response... He just underestimated the difference in strength between the two.

Wipe————

A flash of silver flashed in everyone's sight, and then Zhao Wumian, although with his back to the man in the gorgeous robe, suddenly sheathed his sword for some reason.

click -

The long sword made a slight sound when it was sheathed, and then the body of the man in the gorgeous robe was instantly separated, his huge head flew into the sky, and blood splattered everywhere.

The man in the gorgeous robe still had a look of shock and astonishment on his face. He obviously felt the speed of Zhao Wumian's knife when he was about to die... but he couldn't dodge it.

Zhao Wumian did not hesitate. He sheathed his sword and stomped on the ground. The floor tiles immediately exploded and his figure suddenly disappeared.

The rest of the martial arts celebrities who came to surround them seemed to be struck by a flash of silver light, and they suddenly collapsed to the ground the next moment, with some of their limbs broken or their heads severed, as if a breeze had passed by, leaving no trace, but they had injured and killed people. In just a blink of an eye, the house was filled with the smell of blood.

Such a horrifying scene was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of those who had not yet had time to step forward. With their strength, they could not even see clearly what was happening.

The strength was crushed, and the senior monks from Xiaoxitian could not arrive in the short term. This straw raincoat man was ruthless in killing people in the holy land of Buddhism.

It was not until this moment that they suddenly remembered what Zhao Wumian said when he entered the room, 'If there is blood or death later, don't cry and beg Xiao Xitian for protection.'

This is not just some arrogant statement... This is a real announcement!
Thinking of this, everyone present felt their scalps tingling and their backs running cold, as if the chill had invaded their bones and seeped into their hearts.

There are no reinforcements at the moment, and they cannot expect Zhao Wumian to show mercy and spare their lives. No matter how noble their status is, it is useless. The man in front of them doesn't care at all. Don't you see that the young master of the Wang family doesn't even blink an eye when he beats him?
At this moment, it is just as Taoist Lingxu said.

"When people in the underworld encounter trouble, it all comes down to two words: 'what's the matter?'"

(End of this chapter)