"Well" "Well" "Master, have mercy on me, Master, have mercy on me," the waiter and shopkeeper hurriedly ran to the ground and knelt down in front of everyone, kowtowing hard on the ground and begging bitterly.
Yunfeng shook the wine bottle in his hand and said loudly: "Wine" An empty wine flask was thrown towards the waiter.
The waiter tremblingly grabbed the flask and stood up tremblingly, walking towards the warm wine pool.
"Throw his body out, so as not to ruin your drinking pleasure," Yunfeng said coldly, looking at the hotel manager.
"Yes," the shopkeeper responded respectfully, quickly got up, ran to Master Fu's body in three or two steps, and struggled to drag Master Fu's body back toward the door step by step.
"Isn't everything outside Yulong Pass belonging to the Yanzi Gate of Yushan?
Why are there people from the Shangguan family here?"
Yunfeng took the wine bottle handed by the waiter and asked casually.
"Sir, I don't know this.
I only know that shortly after the death of Yun Feng, the young genius of Yanzimen, a few years ago, Yinding Mountain and Snow Eagle Mountain were occupied by people from the Shangguan family.
From then on, People from the Shangguan family sent a large number of warriors here to station themselves on the second mountain," the waiter said tremblingly.
"This place belongs to the Jichen Empire, so what qualifications does the Shangguan family have to occupy it?"
Yunfeng frowned and looked at the waiter and said coldly.
"Master, I really don't know.
I'm just a clerk in this small shop, so how can I know what the empire's leaders think."
The waiter said with a grimace.
"Bah bang bang."
Yunfeng clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Shangguan family, you bully others too much."
With a "click", the two wooden tables in front of Yunfeng instantly turned into a pile of fine sawdust and scattered on the ground.
The waiter and the shopkeeper felt their feet weak, so they knelt down in front of everyone.
They lay trembling on the ground, not daring to say a single word.
The intimidating aura exuded by this leading man made the two of them feel oppressed and unable to escape.
"Let's go" Yunfeng raised his head fiercely and drank all the wine in his hand.
However, when he heard a cold roar, his body disappeared into the wine shop.
The thirteen fatal swords all struck the ground with his right foot at the same time.
The figure quickly emerged from the ceiling of the small shop and flew outward following the clouds and wind.
The sky outside Jade Dragon Pass got dark very early, and there was still an hour left until midnight, but the sky inside the snow-capped mountains was already a little dim.
And this dim sky has no influence at all on those powerful warriors.
But on the snow, dozens of black figures were seen, not slowing down at all due to the change in the sky.
They saw everyone running fast on the snow, but not leaving a single footprint on the snow.
"This is the Snow Eagle Mountain under the jurisdiction of the Shangguan family.
Whoever comes, please tell me your name."
A loud voice sounded on the Snow Eagle Mountain.
"Jian Ming, I know that your brothers don't want to kill people at will anymore, so you can just wait at the foot of the mountain."
Yun Feng said coldly, without any expression in his words.
"Master, I have said before that since the day our brothers agreed to come out with you, we have lived and died together, so your business is our brother's business."
Jian Ming looked at the look on his face.
The chilling Yunfeng said sternly.
"Okay."
Yunfeng gritted his teeth and raised his head, looked at the familiar Snow Eagle Mountain and said loudly: "Kill the chickens and dogs without leaving them alone."
"Yes" The Thirteen Deadly Swords responded in unison, and everyone's figures flew away quickly, rushing towards the gate of Snow Eagle Mountain.
Today's Snow Eagle Mountain is like a purgatory on earth.
A series of shrill screams resounded in the Snow Eagle Mountain.
Stiff corpses rolled down from the top of the Snow Eagle Mountain.
Pools of scarlet blood stains were on the snow.
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Eagle Mountain was frozen into a hard clot of blood.
In the mountain path of Snow Eagle Mountain, there are countless corpses wearing Shangguan family logo clothes lying in random directions, and everyone died in the same way.
They all had a slender blood mark on their throats.
There were no second wounds.
The cold wind is howling and the snow is falling.
On this freezing night in the snow-capped mountains, Shangguan Qingpu should have been hiding in bed, hugging a beautiful woman and enjoying the infinite comfort brought by the warm pillow on the high bed.
But today, he couldn't enjoy it as he did on ordinary days, because at some point, fourteen warriors with outstanding cultivation came in front of his house.
Although he had already reached the rank of Sword Master, he was different from the ones in front of him.
Compared to any man in black, his cultivation seemed so pale and feeble, and he couldn't even take one of the opponent's moves.
Shangguan Qingpu, whose mouth was bloodshot, was holding the broken sword in his hand, staring coldly at the fourteen men in black in front of him and said loudly: "Who are you, and why do you want to wash my Snow Eagle Mountain with blood today?
Don't you know?
This Snow Eagle Mountain is the place under the jurisdiction of the Shangguan family."
"Five years ago, you took Snow Eagle Mountain away from the Yanzi Sect.
All the disciples of the Yanzi Sect who were stationed on the Snow Eagle Mountain were killed or injured.
Today, I took back the Snow Eagle Mountain from the hands of your Shangguan family.
Likewise, you were stationed on the Snow Eagle Mountain.
I will kill all the warriors without sparing them," Yun Feng said coldly.
"It's impossible that you are from the Yanzi Clan.
There is no way that the Yanzi Clan has masters like you."
Shangguan Qingpu looked at the man in black in disbelief and shouted in horror.
The cloud wind gently lifted the black hood covering his head.
"Yun Yunfeng, you haven't yet."
Shangguan Qingpu looked at the other party's handsome and cold face, and his heart twitched violently.
During the Five Nations Youth Martial Arts Competition five years ago, Shangguan Qingpu was extremely impressed by Yunfeng.
Although Yunfeng had changed a few times, but he still recognized Yunfeng at a glance.
"Why am I not dead yet, right?"
Yunfeng said with a sneer.
"Alas" Shangguan Qingpu sighed and said loudly: "Five years ago, I urged the family master to give up Xueying and Yinding Mountains.
However, the family master did not listen to my good advice.
Today, thousands of disciples of my Shangguan family have shed their blood.
Sprinkle Snow Eagle Mountain.”
"Thousands of disciples, your lives are just a tiny bit of interest on the blood debt Shangguan Ruifeng owes me.
I made a blood oath that I, Yun Feng, will not give up until I kill everyone in your Shangguan family in this lifetime.
Yunfeng looked at Shangguan Qingpu coldly and said disdainfully.
"Alas" Shangguan Qingpu sighed, and two lines of clear tears flowed from his eyes.
He was not afraid of death.
From the day he received the order from the family master and came to Snow Eagle Mountain, he thought that one day, he would die.
In the hands of the disciples of the Yanzi Clan, because this is a blood debt owed by the Shangguan family, it must be repaid with blood.
But he didn't expect that the demon Yunfeng was still alive.
Not only was he alive, but his strength had also improved many times compared to five years ago.
And Yunfeng's survival meant that countless disciples from his Shangguan family would die at the hands of this demon.
Shangguan Qingpu's body shook slightly, and a thin thread of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
Shangguan Qingpu looked at Yunfeng with cold eyes, and slowly fell down.
He knew that he would definitely die today, but he did not want to die in Yunfeng's hands, so he chose to cut off his own meridians.
As a warrior from the Shangguan family, even if he dies, he must die with dignity.
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Yunfeng stood by the cliff of Snow Eagle Mountain, looking to the north.
Although he could not see Yushan, he still tried his best to look towards the north, even if he only saw a trace of candlelight.
"Sir, why don't you go back to Yushan first?
As for Yinding Mountain, my brother will take care of it for you."
Jian Ming stood behind Yunfeng and said seriously.
"No, I want to take back Yinding Mountain with my own hands, because they were lost because of me."
Yunfeng looked ahead with an indifferent look and said coldly.
"Go" Yunfeng straightened his body and flew forward.
Jian Ming and others looked at each other awkwardly, and had no choice but to watch Yunfeng disappear into the distance.
They could not come and go freely like Yunfeng, regardless of the height of the void.
Early in the morning, in the "Yushan Town" at the foot of Yushan Mountain, thirteen warriors dressed in black came, four of them carrying a huge box.
When these people came to the town, they suddenly carried the box.
The huge box was thrown to the ground, and countless dazzling gold coins scattered from the box.
The people in Yushan Town stared greedily at the gold coins on the ground, but no one dared to pick them up because the aura emanating from the thirteen men in black made them feel extremely uncomfortable.
"We need two hundred strong young people and two hundred hard-working women to clean up Yinding Mountain and Snow Eagle Mountain for us.
If anyone is willing to go, they can pick up ten gold coins on the ground, but the person who takes the gold coins, We must get to Yinxiang Mountain within three days, otherwise, there will be no one left alive in Yushan Town," the leader said coldly.
After saying that, he saw his right foot slightly stepping on the ground, and dozens of gold coins leaped up from the ground.
Everyone saw a cold light flash past, and when dozens of gold coins fell to the ground, they were inserted straight into the ground.
In the soil, each one was split into two.
"Uh."
The people around him swallowed their saliva.
Although they were extremely afraid of these men, a few bold men still walked over slowly, bent down, picked up ten gold coins, and paid respectfully to the leading man.
Said: "Uncle, after I hand over the gold coins to my wife at home, I will rush to the silver top immediately.
I will definitely arrive within three days."
"Yes."
The man in black nodded slightly.
With others taking the lead, people came over one after another, picked up ten gold coins on the ground, bowed respectfully to the man in black, and quickly retreated.
"I hope to see you in three days.
My sword does not like to drink the blood of ordinary people."
The man in black at the head looked at the people around him and said coldly.
After saying that, the man turned around and quickly left "Yushan Town" with the other men in black
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