Chapter 753, the spring of the seventeenth year!

"Kneel down!"

A word came out and the swords responded.

choke!

Hundreds of Shishui swordsmen pulled out the long sword in their hands at the same time. The sword intent was strong and murderous intent was scattered. Just after the owner of the museum gave him the order, they rushed up and chopped the bastard who didn't know how high the sky was, into meat paste.

They don't know who this young man is, and they don't care who this young man is.

They only know that this is the Zhishui Sword Hall, and they are Zhishui Swordsmen. The First Sword Hall of the Empire and the First Sword Hall of China. Even the monarch and princes face their masters with great courtesy, and those who dare not take the lead should regard themselves.

How have they been so down and out?

A nameless little man dared to come to their Sword God Square to act as a mighty man? He dared to let the owner of the museum they regarded as gods kneel down in public?

"If you insult my master, kill me!" Wang Li, one of the three madmen, blushed, and his eyes were almost spitting out fire when he looked at Yan Xiangma.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"--

Hundreds of water-stop swordsmen echoed at the same time.

"Yan Xiangma, don't bully people too much-" Elder Chengfeng was in a serious and stern manner, and was also angry by Yan Xiangma's attitude. He couldn't vent his anger. "No matter who you represent, the person behind him would not allow you to insult the owner of the Zhishui Sword Hall like this - the world is so great, where can't you accommodate him? Do you really think that our Zhishui Sword Hall dare not do anything crazy?"

"I know. Your Zhishui Sword Hall has a close relationship with the Great Zhou Kingdom and has close contact with the Spiritual Clan royal family. As long as you make up your mind, rebel from the West Wind, and escape to the Great Zhou or the Spiritual Clan, you can still become honored guests. However, until now, you have not made any movement, so you still can't bear to give up the wealth of the West Wind Empire, right?"

"Because we are patriotic and pity our country and do not want to give up easily, so this is the reason why you and the people behind you are arbitrarily insulting our Zhishui Sword Hall? Is this the bottom line of capital for you and the people behind you to come and negotiate with us?"

"The people behind me never thought of negotiating with you like this. Of course, they were thinking of kind words to persuade you, and let you Zhishui Sword Hall continue to serve the country and be loyal to the monarch. I thought I could not make you live a good life." Yan Xiangma said seriously, his frankness made people speechless.

"Yan Xiangma, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Yan Xiangma shrugged her shoulders and said with a smile: "I don't like the Zhishui Sword Hall, and I don't like the owner of the Zhishui Sword Hall, so I thought to ask you to kneel down and show me. What's the problem?"

"Why?" Mu Yubai looked up and down at Yan Xiangma and asked in a deep voice.

"I don't like you, I like myself. I want to make my thoughts more clear and my mind smoother - how about the wooden master? "

"I want to meet the saint." Mu Yubai said aloud. Even if he was besieged by heavy troops, he still had the elegance of his own master.

"Come on, Zhishui Sword Hall intends to rebel - cut everyone down for me." Yan Xiangma stood still, staring at Mu Yubai's eyes tightly, and said without giving in.

"yes!"

Dozens of supervision history draw the sword at the same time.

Thousands of flying feathers took a step forward while holding spears.

"Yan Xiangma--" Mu Yubai said evilly: "Be a person, stay at the forefront, and meet each other in the future. Why do you have to be so bullied?"

"Stay a line of people? Let's meet again in the future?" Yan Xiangma#'s eyes were full of murderous intent and shouted angrily: "When you brought people to ambush and attack Li Muyang, did you ever think about keeping yourself for the line of people? You father and son made a appointment with a young junior in Jianshen Square to kill Yingjie, why didn't you consider meeting again in the future? I'm bullying this? Compared with you, what is the thing I do?"

"I understand." Mu Yubai looked suddenly. "It is said that Changshi Yan and the evil dragon are closely related, and it seems that the rumors are true. So, are you here to seek justice for the evil dragon this time? Don't you know that the dragon clan is a natural enemy of human beings and an evil person who everyone can slaughter them. If Yan Changshi acts like this, isn't he afraid of becoming a public enemy in the world? Are you not afraid of the person behind you blame?"

"Master of the Wooden Hall, why are you still so obsessed with it? The Dragon Clan is the natural enemy of the human race, and this is true - but, compared with the human race, who is the person behind me who hates more? It is Song Clan, the evildoer who helps the evildoer - Are there few evil things you did for Song Clan in Zhishui Sword Clan? Kill people to pile up the bodies, which is even higher than Lanshan, right?"

"Now that Song's family collapses, Song Gudu is dead - you should be able to foresee the outcome you are about to face. You are a sharp knife in Song's hand. The master is gone. Whether this sharp knife will be destroyed or a new master will be controlled by another master - but it will be decided in my hands. If you kneel down, everything will be easy to discuss. If you don't kneel down, it will be deceiving the king and treason."

Yan Xiangma smiled honestly and said, "You should have seen that I'm here to get a place for my friend. If you don't give face at all, then I won't give it to you. The Zhishui Sword Hall will be slaughtered, and your Mu family will be destroyed. None of them will be left running."

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?"

"The consequences? After this, Yan Xiangma is about to become the king's first confidant - and you have a criminal record and you are a virtuous king, but you are working for a powerful minister. Do you think the king believes what you say or what I say? At that time, if you serve me well, everything will be easy to say. If I don't like it, my supervisor can ruin your family - the owner of the wooden hall, believe me, I am better at this kind of thing than you."

"Yan Xiangma--" Mu Yubai's eyes were fierce, and his palms hidden in his wide robe and sleeves trembled slightly. This time, he was really angry. If it were the past, he would have drawn his sword to kill this bastard.

However, now we cannot act willfully.

Because the development of the situation is really beyond expectations.

He never thought that Song Gudu would die or be able to understand the immortals himself.

He never thought that the Song family would fall or be almost destroyed.

Therefore, the Zhishui Sword Hall has always been a powerful weapon in the hands of Song and a heavy weapon. Although the Zhishui Sword Hall is the royal sword hall in name, in Mu Yubai's heart, the Song family is the real royal family, and the Chu family is just a group of puppets-

The Zhishui Sword Hall is in turmoil now, and no one wants to see a traitor who was originally loyal to the Song family who controls such a powerful force-

Whether to recruit or kill—it is indeed as Yan Xiangma said, but it was in his hands.

Although Mu Yubai still doesn't know what position Yan Xiangma occupies in this "clearing the king's side" and what role it plays.

"Kneel? Or not?"

"I'll kneel." Muen's eyes were red and she gritted her teeth and said, "I'll kneel - I'll kneel for my father. Yan Xiangma, for the sake of everyone's acquaintance, let my father go this time and leave him a little face - Yan Changshi, do you still remember that when we were young, we played bamboo swords together, rode horses together for outings, and visited Yumei Villa together-"

"I don't remember." Yan Xiangma interrupted Mu En's reminiscence and said expressionlessly. "I, Yan Xiangma, are about to make a fortune. Who still remembers the little things that were broken before?"

"Yan Xiangma, you-"

"What do you me? You Mu family did all the evil things and almost killed my good friend Li Muyang. Now I am a little bit proud and selfish, so you can't stand it anymore? What are you? I am such a person, do you bite me?"

"Yan Xiangma, do you really think that our Zhishui Sword Hall is easy to bully?"

"Yes." Yan Xiangma nodded: "You resist? You resist. If you resist, I will order the army to massacre all of you - of course, the soldiers I brought will definitely not only kill you - but don't be afraid, the strong men of the entire West Wind Empire will come after you. You can't escape from the Zhishui Sword Hall, and no one will survive."

"Yan Xiangma, you are so vicious-"

"Give me a lot of awards." Yan Xiangma touched her nose and said, "I, Yan Xiangma, are the number one playboy in Jiangnan. There is nothing I can't do - I'm sorry, I haven't said this lyrics for a long time. Now I'm a little mature, and I feel so naive."

“—”

"Now I close my eyes. After three breaths, if the owner of the wooden hall has not kneeled down yet-" Yan Xiangma looked at Mu Yubai with a smile and said, "Then slaughter the restaurant."

Yan Xiangma slowly closed her eyes, raised her finger high, and shouted, "One!"

"Yan Xiangma, our Zhishui Sword Hall will never stop with you-"

"two!"

"Yan Xiangma, I will kill you, the evil thief - you are not a human, you are a demon -"

"three!"

Bang!

The heavy sound of knee-bumping sounds reached Yan Xiangma's ears.

Yan Xiangma did not open her eyes and asked, "Who can tell me if the owner of the wooden museum has knelt down? If I open my eyes and find that it is not the owner of the wooden museum, I would be extremely disappointed-"

"It was me - Mu Yubai - who knelt down." Although Mu Yubai knelt on the ground, his spine was still straight. "Please let Shi Yan go to Shishui Sword Hall and give me Mu family a way out."

"Father--"

Mu En knelt down beside Mu Yubai, hugging Mu Yubai's body and cried bitterly.

"The owner——"

thump!

thump!

thump!--

All the Shui Swordsmen present fell to their knees.

"The owner——"

They cried and cried.

"It seems that I have knelt down seriously." Yan Xiangma sighed softly. "Why did you kneel down? If you fight seriously, we can't beat you-"

"Please give your hand up, let me have a glimmer of life in the Zhishui Sword Hall, and let my Mu family have a way out." Mu Yubai said with a hissing, knocking his head heavily on the white jade slab.

Yan Xiangma then opened his eyes and looked at Mu Yubai and his son who were kneeling on the ground, Elder Chengfeng, and all the elders, masters and swordsmen in Zhishui Sword Hall, sighed leisurely and said, "In the spring of the seventeenth year, I came to Lanshan to learn from my master, but I was driven out by you on the pretext of being stupid in qualifications - if I had known today, why would I have been there?"

“——”
Chapter completed!