It was drizzling at this time, and the lights became dim in the rain.

Yu Canghai, Tianmen Taoist, Dingyi Nun and Liu Zhengfeng walked into the Qun Yuyuan together. The old brothel owner was stunned for a moment when she saw that the three of them were monks.

Yu Canghai said indifferently: "Go away."

When the old man saw that the short Taoist priest had eyes like lightning and a frosty face, and that he was followed by so many people, he knew that he was looking for bad luck and not to visit a prostitute, so he turned around and ignored him.

Yu Canghai looked around, flew up to the roof, and said with a breath, "You killed two of my disciples, won't you give me an explanation?"

Taoist Tianmen, Master Dingyi, Liu Zhengfeng and other masters also flew onto the roof and spread out around it.

Suddenly, there were several clanging noises, and a window of the east house opened. The air was filled with the aroma of wine, and several women, half-covered in embroidered clothes, with their skin faintly visible, were seen surrounding a man and drinking.

This erotic scene left everyone stunned.

Some young people who have never experienced anything in life could not help but swallow their saliva and think: "This woman is really nice."

The man had phoenix eyebrows and bright eyes, and was radiant. In the swaying candlelight, he seemed a little shrouded in mist, handsome and elegant. Everyone praised him: What a handsome man!

Yue Lingshan couldn't help but think: "He is even more handsome than my eldest senior brother. I wonder if my father was also this handsome when he was young."

Wine is a good thing, and we should drink it when we are happy. As the poem says: When life is happy, we should enjoy it to the fullest, and don't let the golden cup face the moon empty.

It is even more indispensable when you are sad: drawing a sword to cut the water will only make it flow faster; raising a cup to dispel sorrow will only make you more sorrowful.

In short, wine carries all the beautiful aspirations and sufferings that people endure. The literary thoughts of literati and poets are also expressed through wine and put on paper for the world to appreciate and admire.

Feng Yi is an exception. He is drinking now, worries are just a small reason, the main reason is that he wants to see, with his current physical condition, how much he can drink before he can get completely drunk and become a pulp.

But I couldn’t just drink it all, so I had to choose a few “little princesses” to drink together.

This scene of a beautiful lady making all the martial arts heroes frowned, but Feng Yi seemed to turn a blind eye to it. He drunkenly knocked on his wine glass with chopsticks and muttered, "I can't eat even if I put down my chopsticks. I draw my sword and look around, my heart is bewildered, my heart is bewildered!"

Yu Canghai looked grim and said, "Brother, what is your name? You killed two disciples of our sect. Do you have a suitable explanation?"

Feng Yi glanced at him drunkenly and saw that he was a short Taoist priest. He knew what was going on and said, "Who the hell are you? How dare you call me your brother?"

Yu Canghai suppressed his anger and said with a sullen face: "I am Yu Canghai, the head of Qingcheng Sect."

Feng Yi shook his head, as if he had shuddered, his eyes became much clearer, he laughed loudly, and said: "Master of Qingcheng, this is a very famous name, so are you here to snatch Yu Baoer from me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman beside him giggled and said, "Sir, look at this Taoist priest, he's only three inches tall, I don't want to." The voice was very lewd, and it was obviously the prostitute Yu Baoer.

How could the leader of Yu Canghai's sect have the same opinion as a prostitute? He pretended not to hear it.

Another woman picked up some fish and fed it into Feng Yi's mouth, while another one gave him a sip of wine.

Feng Yi said very happily: "Master Yu, I have always heard that southern women are beautiful and charming, and people feel pity when they open their mouths. Northern women have big buttocks, are very good at giving birth, and have bold personalities.

But Yu Bao'er is from the north, but she is also very good at it. Why is that? I heard that you have a lot of concubines and sons, so you must be very experienced. I would like to ask you sincerely!"

As soon as these words were spoken, some young people who had not experienced the world felt that they had entered a new and strange world they had never seen before.

They thought that women were as pleasing to the eye as Yi Lin, or as unpredictable as Yue Lingshan.

So this girl actually has such a saying? Those knowledgeable heroes also tried to suppress their laughter.

It was as if the leader of Qingcheng Sect came here to compete with Feng Yi for the position of fan.

He even brought up this rustic matter openly, which was much more vulgar and rude than Linghu Chong. More people could see that it was obvious that he did not treat Yu Canghai as a human being and was deliberately embarrassing him.

Linghu Chong really wanted to say hello to Feng Yi, but there were so many people around, and his master said that the Huashan and Qingcheng sects had a very good relationship between their ancestors, so he didn't dare to be presumptuous.

The Qingcheng Sect disciples were so angry that their hair stood up, clanged, and drew their swords, shouting, "How dare you!"

Feng Yi snorted softly.

This light hum seemed to express all the contempt and disgust in the heart; it was quite unique. At the same time, a white shadow flew out from the window.

Yu Canghai's expression suddenly changed and he shouted, "Get out of the way!" As he spoke, he flew down and slapped out with his palm.

As the palm force came out, a disciple tilted his body and knocked several people away.

But with a slight "clang" sound, there were eight disciples who drew their swords, but three of them still dropped their swords on the ground and fell to the ground.

Yu Canghai rushed to the disciples and saw that they had stopped breathing. He also saw a few wood chips falling from their bodies and was stunned.

The remaining few people were pushed all over the place, causing the wood chips thrown by Feng Yi to miss the acupoints, so it was more of an injury than a fatal blow.

Even so, the Qingcheng Sect disciples were trembling as if they were sifting chaff. With a clang, one of them turned pale with fear and dropped his sword to the ground. Everyone who saw this held their breath, thinking, "How could such a person exist in the world!"

It turned out that Feng Yi had just grabbed a corner of the table, crumpled it into sawdust and threw it out, hitting several people on their vital points.

In essence, this martial art is naturally not a rare magical skill. Yu Canghai, Tianmen Taoist and other first-class masters can do it.

But the difficult thing is that Feng Yi was three meters away from these disciples, and Yu Canghai was only ten meters away, but he was unsuccessful in saving people and failed to block these hidden weapons.

The meaning behind this is obvious.

This is a magical skill that is out of reach.

Feng Yi held the wine glass in his left hand and poured it straight into his throat, laughing: "I didn't expect that the leader of Qingcheng would be so straightforward, quite interesting!"

He originally intended to kill all eight people, but Yu Canghai reacted quickly and pushed one person away, causing a chain reaction. The other people were not hit in the vital parts. His martial arts skills were indeed amazing.

Yu Canghai said coldly: "You are so skilled, speak so harshly, and act so arrogantly. It's really hard for you to do it!"

Feng Yi's eyes flashed, and he said, "If you want to teach me a lesson, just do it! Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yu Canghai's face, to see if he would accept the challenge.

Yu Canghai felt that everyone's eyes were on him. He let out a long breath and said sternly, "I admit that I am no match for you, but in the martial arts world, we must always uphold the word 'reason'. Is it the will of a hero to rely on force alone?"

Feng Yi said disdainfully: "So, you are a reasonable hero?"

Yu Canghai snorted, "I'm not the type to bully the weak or take advantage of my size!" Feng Yi smiled and said, "Great, great! I'm going to be very tired tonight, and I might get sore and weak. You're here just in time." He reached out and touched the face of the woman next to him, "Pour some wine for me, and we'll have some fun after I get rid of Yu the Dwarf!"

He pressed his hand on the table.

In an instant, Feng Yi flew out of the window like a frightened falcon and slapped Yu Canghai with one palm.

The heroes shouted and scattered in all directions.

Feng Yi's movements were extremely swift, and Yu Canghai's breathing tightened as he was covered by the palm wind. However, as the head of the Qingcheng Sect, he had experienced many battles and had dealt with countless storms. With a clang, he drew out his sword, and a cold green light with a hissing sound pierced into Feng Yi's palm.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "There's a trick to this!" He flipped his wrist and slapped the flat surface of the sword. With a humming sound, a green light flashed.

Yu Canghai felt severe pain in the palm of his hand, and he lost control of the sword, which flew out of his hand. Feng Yi smiled, stretched out his right hand, grabbed Yu Canghai's sword, and swung it casually, and a flash of cold lightning flashed past.

The heads of the five disciples around Yu Canghai fell to the ground, blood spurted out and spread all over the yard, and then their bodies fell down.

"Ah!" Several women screamed in fright.

Feng Yi pushed with his left palm at the same time, and Yu Canghai suddenly felt a surge of great force. Even though he was a veteran, he was still frightened to death by Feng Yi's method.

Fortunately, he was experienced in facing the enemy, and he shrank his body in a hurry. He was no more than five feet tall, like a meat ball, and rolled out.

But the courtyard was small and there was a wall behind him. He retreated too quickly and hit the wall with a bang, then bounced back.

Feng Yi laughed: "Yu the Shorty, you're amazing!" Just as he was about to kick the ball, he heard a loud shout. Taoist Tianmen, Master Dingyi, Liu Zhengfeng and Yu Canghai each struck out with a palm.

The four great masters of the time joined forces to attack with great force. Feng Yi did not dare to underestimate them and praised them, "Not bad!" He was unwilling to use his sword against them bare-handed, so he threw down his long sword.

The horse stance suddenly dropped, the right palm circled, the left palm stretched out, and the "Arrogant Dragon Will Regret" from the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" was used!

With a bang, the palms of both sides collided, and the force surged back and forth, not only lifting the floor of the courtyard, but also sending small raindrops flying out with strong winds, hitting the faces of the heroes nearby, causing a slight pain.

Feng Yi somersaulted back to the window and sat upright at the table. He saw that the two parties were in a small courtyard. Once a fight broke out, they would be surrounded by a group of heroes. The disparity in numbers would make a bloody battle inevitable. A few moves would determine life or death.

After all, these people are not all Yu Canghai, and it is not easy for him to kill them all at once, so he uses the force to retreat first.

Well, in his eyes, this was also his strategy of using courtesy before force.

But even so, Feng Yi's push caused Yu Canghai to knock down half of the wall, and Tianmen Taoist, Master Dingyi, and Liu Zhengfeng also retreated three steps in succession, with a flush of blood on their faces.

Several disciples rushed forward and asked, "Master, are you okay?"

Tianmen Taoist and others felt their hands trembling slightly, their chests feeling extremely stuffy, and they were extremely horrified.

They are all top-notch martial artists of the time. Although they cannot be said to be invincible in the world, they can be called invincible in the provincial capitals.

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But the martial arts skills of the young man in front of him were simply unimaginable. If it weren't for the Taoist Tianmen, Master Dingyi, and Liu Zhengfeng working together, Yu Canghai would have been killed to see the Taoist Ancestor with one move.

Moreover, after he made his move, he immediately returned to the house and did not continue to attack, otherwise they would probably not have ended up well.

Yu Canghai stood still, feeling ashamed. He had never expected that he would be defeated so miserably. If he had known, he would never have come. But now it was too late.

Yu Canghai took a long breath, suppressed the anger in his chest, and said proudly: "Your Excellency is indeed a master. I am not as skilled as you. I admit defeat today. Could you please tell me your name?"

He wanted to explain something, and when Feng Yi said his name, he would immediately take advantage of the situation to back off, say a few polite words like "the mountains and rivers remain unchanged, and the green rivers flow forever", and then leave.

However, Feng Yi would never give him a way out. He stuck out his mouth towards the women. Those prostitutes were already frightened by Feng Yi's bloody methods, so how could they give him any wine to drink?

Feng Yi snorted, "What are you afraid of? I'm not a lunatic who kills innocent people indiscriminately."

The women hurriedly agreed and fed him wine.

Everyone looked at each other, Feng Yi took the lead, and everyone knew that this man was invincible. Even if the three great masters of the righteous path were here, they might not win, so Yu Canghai's decision to admit defeat was a smart one.

However, Feng Yi's way of doing things and his claim that he is not a lunatic are just a bit too rude.

Yu Canghai said: "Your Excellency's martial arts skills are so high that I am ashamed to be inferior to you, but you are so unreasonable and don't follow the rules of the martial arts world. What kind of hero are you?"

Feng Yi said disdainfully: "Haha, how funny, really funny, a bandit with ulterior motives, who bullies the weak and kills innocent people, is still here talking about the rules of the underworld and being a hero, how shameless!"

Yu Canghai's throat was dry, and a chill ran through his chest and abdomen, making him unable to speak.

He knew that Feng Yi was talking about his relationship with the Fuwei Escort Agency. He also knew that he had gone too far. He had anticipated the accusations from others and had thought that he would not be afraid with his martial arts skills and the strength of his sect.

However, if it were Feng Yi, the amount would be completely different.

Because based on his martial arts and the strength of his sect, he could never be Feng Yi's opponent. But if he didn't refute it, it would inevitably leave him with gossip in the future, and the Qingcheng Sect would become a laughing stock in the martial arts world. But if he refuted it, wouldn't the other party be saying that he was slandering him? With his arrogant nature, he would definitely say that he insulted him and that it was an excuse to deal with him.

When Yu Canghai thought of this, he immediately looked at Liu Zhengfeng and the others and said, "Master Liu San, Taoist Tianmen, Master Dingyi, I led all the disciples to Hengshan City to congratulate you for the Five Mountains Sword Sect's support of the righteousness of the martial arts world. Now that you are being bullied like this, do you really want to stand by and watch and let the devil grow and the Taoism disappear?"

Feng Yi laughed wildly and said, "It's better to hear about your reputation than to meet you in person. The leader of Qingcheng is just a weakling. He calls for help when he can't win. He wants to win by relying on numbers. Hey, if you want to live, why bother asking for help? If you kowtow to me three times, I'll let you live for three more years. Isn't that a good idea?"

As soon as these words were spoken, a hunchback in the crowd became very excited. He felt that if he could say such words to Yu Canghai, he would be willing to die.

Liu Zhengfeng said respectfully: "I am Liu Zhengfeng. I dare not ask your name."

Hearing that Feng Yi was humble, his attitude towards him softened slightly, and he said calmly: “Feng Yi!”

Liu Zhengfeng said: "Master Feng, you have come to Hengshan. I am really flattered. I am incompetent, but I let Master Feng stay here. Please move away temporarily so that I can show my hospitality!"

He just waited for the matter of retiring from the martial arts world to be over, and never participated in the disputes in the martial arts world again. But now as the host, he really had to come forward, but he didn't want to offend Feng Yi, a master. Feng Yi smiled and said, "You are really interesting. There is no hero who visits prostitutes in the world. Don't flatter me.

I am not a hero, nor a hero. There are always some people who are blind and think they understand everything, but they are just fools! Okay, I won't talk nonsense anymore. If you know what's good for you and can stop before it's too late, I will not pursue today's matter any more."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expression changed.

Not only did he kill people, he also beat up several top masters and scolded everyone. He even asked others to stop and not pursue the matter. He was really shameless.

Taoist Tianmen shouted, "You are so young, yet you have such great martial arts skills. You should not only benefit the martial arts world, but also bring disaster to the martial arts world."

"Amitabha!" Master Dingyi said Buddhist words, stared at Feng Yi and said: "Your martial arts skills are so high that I have never seen them before. It's a pity that you have gone astray. Even if your martial arts skills are high, I am afraid it will be difficult to fight against so many people. Please think twice."

Feng Yi took a sip of wine and said calmly: "You should be Master Dingyi, right?"

Master Dingyi said, "It is the old nun!"

Feng Yi nodded slightly: "Okay, for the sake of Master, I will say one more thing. What is the difference between you decent people and those evil people? What do you mean by presiding over the righteousness of the martial arts world? If so, Yu Canghai led the Qingcheng Sect to destroy the Fujian Fuwei Escort Agency and the provincial branches. Not only did they rob people of their property and set fire to their houses, they also burned down the houses of ordinary people.

This is even more cruel than robbers and bandits!

Is he good or evil? You bigwigs from famous and upright sects, tell me, is this not disregarding the morality of the martial arts world? Haha, in my opinion, there is power but no justice in this martial arts world, it's just that the strong are respected.

Well, today I am stronger than Yu Canghai. Let alone killing his apprentice or beating him up, even if I kill him and destroy the Qingcheng Sect, this is also the rule of the martial arts world. Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

As soon as this was said, everyone was shocked. What? Everyone knew that the Qingcheng Sect had chosen the Fuwei Escort Agency, but few people knew the process.

If it was as Feng Yi said, robbing property and setting fire to houses, how could such murder and arson be done by a famous and upright sect? The Qingcheng disciples were angry and afraid when they heard this, and Yu Canghai's face turned purple, but he was intimidated by Feng Yi's martial arts and did not dare to attack.

Nun Dingyi glared and scolded, "Master Yu, is what they said right? Did you really rob the Fuwei Escort Agency and set fire to the house?"

Yu Canghai turned pale and said in a protesting voice: "I chose Fuwei Escort Agency just to vent my anger for my teacher and to avenge my son. I may not have practiced enough and disciplined my disciples strictly, which led to their doing something inappropriate, but it was definitely not my intention.

"However, your words are somewhat confusing right and wrong, and slandering others. Is this what a hero should do?"

"Another hero?" Feng Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you fucking stupid?

I'll say it again, I'm not a hero! As for you avenging your master's son, you can be so crazy, but today I'm doing a chivalrous thing, shouldn't I be furious?

Besides, you dare to accuse me of confusing right and wrong and slandering others, Yu Canghai, you are in trouble!"

His eyes were like lightning as he looked around: "Everyone, he is obviously insulting my personality. If anyone dares to stop me, I will kill him too!"

These words contained inner strength, making everyone's ears buzz.

Everyone thought: "This is a madman. He will find any excuse to target the Qingcheng Sect, no matter how lame it is!"

Feng Yi wanted to cut off Qingcheng's external aid. Yu Canghai had actually anticipated this, but he knew it was a language trap and he had to jump into it.

If no explanation is given, wouldn't the Qingcheng Sect's reputation as the scum of the martial arts world be confirmed?

To explain it, Feng Yi was lying. With his martial arts skills, how could he tolerate that?

No matter what choice you make, it will be difficult to resolve.

Yu Canghai was in great turmoil, but he didn't dare to open his mouth to defend himself, let alone get angry. He could only curse the son of a bitch in his heart.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, "Yu Canghai, your Qingcheng Sect is a prestigious and upright sect, but you dare not take responsibility for what you did. Won't that make the world laugh at you?"

The voice sounded very familiar to everyone, and they all looked over.

(End of this chapter)