Chapter 47

Swish!

As soon as the girl's voice fell, the long sword in her hand was unsheathed, and the sword light like water immediately reflected the long street.

Whoosh~

The sword edge was sharp, piercing the air.

The cold and sharp aura locked onto Chen Mu. The next moment, it thrust straight over.

Whoosh~

Chen Mu's figure moved, dodging the sword edge.

Swish! Swish!

Zheng Qianrou continued to attack, stepping on footwork, chasing relentlessly.

The long sword in her hand pierced the air, bringing up a dense aura, like rain, covering Chen Mu's body, winding and circling.

Zheng family's ultimate technique, "Rain-Covering Sword"!

Whoosh~

Chen Mu continued to move, not blocking hard, nor counterattacking.

Zheng family, one of the three major families in Nanyun Prefecture.

Tang family, the second-tier major family in Nanyun Prefecture, second only to Zheng, Guo, and Pan, also has Xiantian experts sitting in town!

Zheng Qianrou and Tang Tianhao suddenly came to challenge, shouting the same words in their mouths.

First Youth of Nanyun?

This clearly shows that someone wants to mess with him!

Whether Chen Mu deliberately loses or defeats Zheng Qianrou and Tang Tianhao, the outcome won't be good.

The children of major families are inherently arrogant; in a situation where he doesn't want to offend them, the only way is to avoid them.

Whoosh~ Whoosh~

Chen Mu stepped on "Spirit Snake Step" and moved all the way.

Zheng Qianrou chased and attacked, but couldn't even get close, so she couldn't help but be anxious, "You should make a move! What's the point of dodging all the time? Do you look down on people!"

"Miss, please understand. Chen Mu has never looked down on others, but Miss suddenly came to ask for advice, and Chen Mu is still confused, so it's really not easy to make a move."

Chen Mu answered while moving, "First Youth of Nanyun? Chen Mu swears to the sky that I have never said this sentence! I don't know where you, Miss, and Brother Tang heard it?"

"..." The movement in Zheng Qianrou's hand stalled, she stopped attacking, and looked at Chen Mu suspiciously, "Did you really not say it?"

"Naturally."

Chen Mu's expression was calm, he bowed and said, "Chen Mu comes from a poor background and has always been cautious in his words and deeds, never speaking arrogantly. Brother Tang and Miss Zheng can inquire in Changping Market and Changlong Market to know whether what Chen Mu said is true or false."

Zheng Qianrou frowned.

Tang Tianhao touched his chin and mused, "Brother Chen means that someone deliberately led us here to attack you?"

"Various places in the inner city are spreading the words that Brother Chen shouted that he is the 'First Youth of Nanyun.' If Brother Chen didn't say it, then the hatred of the person behind it for Brother Chen is not ordinary." Zheng Qianrou followed up.

Being able to step into the fourth level of Houtian at the age of fifteen or sixteen, none of them were stupid.

Chen Mu's words made Tang Tianhao and Zheng Qianrou realize that they had been used!

As children of major families, being provoked is certainly annoying, but being used is undoubtedly more hateful!

"Chen Mu also wants to know who hates me so much." Chen Mu turned his brain.

Green Snake Gang? Blood Wolf Gang?

Both of these gangs had suspicions.

Chen Mu was a Hall Master of the Great Blade Gang; the stronger his strength, the more uneasy the Blood Wolf and Green Snake, who were competitors, would be.

Excluding Blood Wolf and Green Snake, there was one more person, Cheng Dongfeng of the Hungry Tiger Gang!

This major leader who crossed the line was first beaten by Chen Mu, breaking several ribs, and then cut off a hand by the rules between gangs.

The hatred for Chen Mu was definitely not small!

Cheng Dongfeng also had the financial resources to spread Chen Mu's rumors and lure Tang Tianhao and Zheng Qianrou to make a move!

"Brother Mu, it's bad, martial artists are causing trouble at Qunfang Garden!"

While thinking, a gang member ran over from a distance in a hurry and shouted loudly.

Swish~

Chen Mu's figure moved, and he ran out quickly.

The Great Blade Gang didn't have many industries in Changlong Market: a gambling house, a restaurant, and a brothel.

Qunfang Garden was where the brothel was.

When Chen Mu arrived, from far away, he heard screams, laughter, screams, the sound of tables and chairs breaking, and various sounds mixed together.

In broad daylight, the gate of Qunfang Garden was wide open, and the crowd watching the excitement stood on both sides outside the gate.

Passing through the gate, he saw a big man with his clothes open, chest hair dense, full of alcohol, red eyes, holding a wine pot in one hand, pouring wine into his mouth, and smashing things with the other hand.

In the corner of the ground lay more than a dozen Great Blade Gang members who were groaning or screaming.

"It's Huang Shirong! This guy gets drunk and goes crazy. He used to hang out in the North District and was taught a lesson by people from the Flying Dragon Gang, so he calmed down for a while. Unexpectedly, he ran to the East District and started causing trouble again."

"Heh, Qunfang Garden is an industry of the Great Blade Gang. The major leader responsible for this territory, Huang Feiyang, just broke through to become a martial artist not long ago, but he can't do anything to Huang Shirong. Although this guy is only at the third level of Houtian, his 'Thunder Palm' has reached the stage of perfection, and ordinary fourth-level Houtian experts aren't his match!"

"Does the brother mean that Huang Shirong deliberately ran here?"

"Otherwise? Don't look at Huang Shirong as rude; his brain is very flexible. Running here to eat, drink, and whore for free, no one can do anything to him!"

"..."

In the crowd, several wandering martial artists recognized the crazy big man and discussed it publicly without covering it up.

Chen Mu, who had rushed over, naturally heard it in his ears.

Third level of Houtian cultivation, fourth level of Houtian combat power?

Indeed a bit of ability!

Chen Mu couldn't control him causing trouble elsewhere, but it wouldn't work in Changlong Market.

He built the hall of the External Affairs Hall here just to make it convenient to help Huang Feiyang.

Whoosh~!

With a stride, he entered Qunfang Garden.

Chen Mu stepped forward with a "Mountain-Splitting Fist" straight at Huang Shirong's chest, who was laughing happily.

Hmm?

Huang Shirong, who was drunk, woke up suddenly, and as his figure retreated, he smashed the wine pot in his hand over.

"Bang!"

Chen Mu's fist broke the wine pot, and as the wine splashed, his figure moved, continuing to approach Huang Shirong.

"How bold!"

Huang Shirong roared, his red eyes looking like they were going to devour people.

His hands surged, internal energy circled, and amidst the humming strange noise, a fierce and violent palm force smashed out, meeting Chen Mu head-on.

Bang~!

Fist and palm collided, bursting out a circle of air waves, sweeping the surroundings, and stirring up dust.

Huang Shirong's face suddenly flushed red, and his figure trembled.

Chen Mu didn't change his expression, and the second fist followed, continuing to bombard Huang Shirong's trembling arms.

Bang!!

Huang Shirong's figure retreated, and he opened his mouth to roar. The air wave mixed with alcohol went straight to Chen Mu's face.

Chen Mu dodged to the side, circled to Huang Shirong's right side, and kicked out with a horizontal sweep.

Slap~

Crack!

A bone-cracking sound came from Huang Shirong's arm, and his whole person was kicked back toward the door.

Swish swish~

Chen Mu's figure moved, following closely behind.

Mobilizing the internal energy cultivation of the fourth level of Houtian, he performed "Mountain-Splitting Fist," smashing out one fist after another rapidly.

Each fist had a different direction and angle, blocking Huang Shirong's counterattack and locking Huang Shirong's loopholes.

Bang! Bang! Bang~!

One fist after another, Huang Shirong was beaten back step by step, and the dull sound echoed inside and outside Qunfang Garden.

Until...

Boom!

"Wah~"

Huang Shirong spat blood, his whole person flew out of Qunfang Garden, flew seven or eight meters away, "thudded" and fell heavily to the ground, struggled twice, and passed out.

In an instant, inside and outside Qunfang Garden, there was dead silence!