[Chapter 192 Xiangxi Shui Family]
In Yang Yiyu’s spiritual consciousness, the man in front of the business door was a short-haired man in his thirties, and he was also an ancient martial artist with the fifth level of dark energy.
And this man had a bone-chilling aura all over his body. Although it was not as exaggerated as that of a ghost cultivator, it was different from ordinary ancient martial artists.
At this time, Yang Yiyu was almost certain that Lin Huan’s illness was inseparable from this man. The tracking of the little loli Wu Moqiu was correct and accurate.
“Water meter reader~” Yang Yiyu replied casually.
Then the door opened, and the big man appeared in front of Yang Yiyu, squinting his eyes.
As an ancient martial artist, Shui Chenshi naturally felt the difference in Yang Yiyu’s body, and said, “What can I do for you, my friend?”
“I have something to ask you. I am a guest here, so why don’t you invite me in?” Yang Yiyu smiled and did not rush to act. It was not clear whether this man had harmed Lin Huan. It would not be too late to find out. He was not a rough bun who would act at the slightest disagreement.
Shui Chenshi narrowed his eyes and secretly looked at Yang Yiyu, who was calculating his origin.
At this moment, a loud voice came from the house, saying, “Old Four, let the guest in first.”
Hearing this voice, Yang Yiyu was slightly startled. He hadn’t noticed that there was someone else just now. From the loud voice, it sounded like he was a master of ancient martial arts.
“Come in~”
Shui Chenshi stepped aside to let Yang Yiyu in.
In secret, Yang Yiyu told the little loli Wu Moqiu who was hiding behind him, asking her to go and see the situation, and not to ambush or capsize in the gutter.
Anyway, the little loli Wu Moqiu was a ghost cultivator, and she was hidden, so no one could see her.
Following the big man into the living room of the main house, a thin man in his forties walked to the door after entering, clasped his fists and said, “Shui Wuhen of the Xiangxi Shui family, I don’t know what this brother has to teach me?”
Shui Wuhen had felt that Yang Yiyu’s aura was very strange before, and he was an ancient martial artist. He asked the fourth brother Shui Chenshi to invite him in, since they were all ancient martial artists, they couldn’t be rude.
Yang Yiyu found that the lean middle-aged man who claimed to be Shui Wuhen from the Xiangxi Shui family was a seventh-level ancient martial artist. No wonder his voice was so loud just now.
However, this person gave him a very feminine feeling. As for the Xiangxi Shui family, it should also be a powerful ancient martial arts family, otherwise he would not be qualified to say anything about the Xiangxi Shui family.
“I don’t deserve it. I am Yang Yiyu. I came here today just to confirm one thing. Sorry to bother you.” Yang Yiyu said with a fist.
However, he observed that when he announced his name, the two brothers Shui Wuhen and Shui Chenshi were a little tense, and they seemed to know him. Sure
enough, Shui Wuhen said, “It turns out to be Brother Yang. I have heard of your name for a long time.”
“Do you know me?” Yang Yiyu was puzzled. He had never seen these two people before, and it was the first time he heard of the Xiangxi Shui family.
“Hahaha~” Shui Wuhen laughed loudly, and stopped after a while and said, “Three days ago, Brother Yang’s name spread throughout the ancient martial arts world. How could I not know
about it?” Yang Yiyu looked at Shui Wuhen with even more confusion, but Shui Wuhen did not explain. Instead, he asked, “I wonder why Brother Yang came to us? Our Shui family runs a small business of dredging sand here in the Wei River. I’m afraid we can’t help you with anything?”
At this moment, hearing that Shui Wuhen’s tone didn’t seem very friendly, Yang Yiyu didn’t intend to beat around the bush with them, and asked directly, “About twenty days ago, my girlfriend Lin Huan, the daughter of Lin Zhenhai from the Ancient Capital Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, suddenly suffered from a strange disease and is on the verge of death. I found a kind of cold air in her body, which seems to have come from you two. I wonder if you can help me solve this puzzle?”
While Yang Yiyu was speaking, he had been paying attention to the eyes of Shui Wuhen and Shui Chenshi. He saw that their faces became unnatural. Obviously, he had found the right person, and his face suddenly became gloomy.
At this time, Wu Moqiu, who was hiding in the dark, also came back and said, “Sir, there is no one else in the room upstairs or anywhere else. There are only the two brothers in the whole compound.”
Yang Yiyun nodded to Wu Moqiu without any expression, asking her to be ready to fight.
Shui Wuhen is a seventh-level ancient martial artist with dark power. He was in a hurry to go out today and did not bring the Dragon Slaying Sword. He was really afraid of something going wrong. With Wu Moqiu, a ghost cultivator hiding in the dark, by his side, he was a trump card.
At this time, Shui Wuhen said gloomily, “Brother Yang, don’t slander me without any evidence. Although my Xiangxi Shui family is not a big family, it is not something that anyone can bully. What Lin Zhenhai and Lin Huan, Shui I don’t know what you are talking about.”
The look on Shui Wuhen’s face and his current sophistry made Yang Yiyun believe that they were definitely related to Lin Huan’s harm. He
snorted coldly and said, “No evidence? The cold aura on your body is the evidence. Do you still want to deny it?”
Yang Yiyun stood up while speaking.
Shui Wuhen and Shui Chenshi also stood up, their whole bodies tensed up.
At this time, Shui Chenshi shouted, “Isn’t this guy the fifth level of Dark Power? We can’t take him down together. You’re
just here to act wildly, you don’t know how to live or die!” After saying that, Shui Chenshi hit Yang Yiyu with a palm.
“Fourth Brother, don’t do that~” Shui Wuhen was shocked. The day before yesterday, the entire ancient martial arts world was shaken by Yang Yiyu.
The Northwest District Guhua assassin’s hall was wiped out by Yang Yiyu. The hall master Chen Baiwan escaped by luck and has already said that he will grind Yang Yiyu to ashes and wait for the whole Guhua organization to hunt him down. Chen Baiwan fled to the Guhua headquarters and threatened to launch the best assassination purple gold order to kill Yang Yiyu. These rumors were all spread by Chen Baiwan himself. What
shocked the ancient martial arts world was that Yang Yiyu wiped out the hall of the Guhua assassin organization alone, which was equivalent to killing the whole family. This behavior was very extreme in the ancient martial arts world and was not welcomed.
Although Guhua is a killer organization and is not favored by ancient martial arts families, Guhua’s hall is ultimately an ancient martial arts organization. Yang Yiyu’s act of wiping out an entire hall is undoubtedly the same as exterminating an entire family in the eyes of many ancient martial arts families.
This is a taboo.
Yang Yiyun is now famous, but it is a bad reputation. If things go wrong, he will not only be assassinated by the assassins of the Guhua headquarters, but the major families may also add insult to injury.
Shui Wuhen was very afraid of Yang Yiyun. A person who can take down a gang of Guhua assassins with one blow must have strength that is definitely not as simple as the fifth level of dark energy.
So when the fourth brother Shui Chenshi rushed forward, Shui Wuhen was very anxious, fearing that his brother would suffer, and hurried forward to help.
When Yang Yiyun faced Shui Chenshi’s palm, he raised the corner of his mouth, snorted coldly and punched forward. He might still be cautious about Shui Wuhen, who was at the seventh level of dark energy, but Shui Chenshi was only at the fifth level of dark energy and was not afraid at all.
“Bang~”
“Ah~ Kacha~”
The palms followed one after another, and Shui Chenshi screamed miserably. The fist hit Yang Yiyun’s palm and broke his wrist, making a crisp sound.
Yang Yiyun broke Shui Chenshi’s wrist with one punch, and was about to cripple him with another punch to establish his authority.
But at this time, Wu Moqiu’s shout rang in his ears: “Sir, be careful~”
When he looked up, he found that Shui Wuhen stretched out his hand to grab him, and his palm instantly turned into cold air, covered with silver-white frost.
Yang Yiyun felt the coldness coming from Shui Wuhen’s fingers, and did not dare to be careless. He snorted coldly, and moved his true essence and fire in his hand to touch him.
At this time, he found that Shui Wuhen smiled sinisterly.
Shui Wuhen smiled sinisterly, and Yang Yiyun sneered in his heart. It was not certain who was sinister.
At this moment, Shui Wuhen was very proud that Yang Yiyun dared to cross his palm without knowing whether to live or die. Who in the ancient martial arts world doesn’t know that the Shui family in Xiangxi practiced zombie skills? They have been
absorbing corpse qi and poisonous gases and poisons cultivated in various evil places for many years. Even the powerful ninth level of dark energy dare not easily cross the Shui family head-on. Don’t think it’s easy if the cold qi touches them.
But Yang Yiyu had no idea what the Shui family was, and didn’t know that Shui Wuhen was practicing zombie skills. He only felt that the coldness on Shui Wuhen’s fingers was very strong.
But what did this mean to him?
Zhenyuan Lihuo is not an ordinary fire. No matter how cold you are, I will burn you.
“Bang bang~”
The two of them came together one after another.
The smile on Shui Wuhen’s mouth disappeared, and his face suddenly changed, and then he screamed.
He didn’t expect that flames would appear in Yang Yiyu’s palms, which directly burned out his coldness. What’s more terrifying is that his palms are smoking.
(End of this chapter)
