When everyone onlookers saw Zhang Chuyao saying this, they immediately couldn't bear to see this fool who was timid when faced with trouble.

That young hero surnamed He was still taking you in when you were driven away from your position. Now that he sees you in trouble, you just want to run away out of fear?

Some people were indignant and said, "Don't let him go, maybe this person is in the same group as He Shaoxia!"

When the disciples of the Qingsong Sect heard this, their eyes immediately showed a hint of caution and hostility.

Zhang Chuyao followed the sound, pointed at the man with a gloating smile, and couldn't help but said: "What are you yelling about, you onlooker? It's not too big of a deal to watch the excitement, right?!"

At this time, He Wanli also explained aloud: "He really has nothing to do with me. If you have anything, you can come to me and don't embarrass him."

"Haha." A disciple of the Qingsong Sect sneered, "You are in trouble yourself, and you still have the time to worry about others?"

"Besides, don't you think about whether we will believe what you say at this time?"

"Someone, take him down!"

As he said that, some Qingsong disciples held swords in their hands and immediately pointed at Zhang Chuyao who was standing aside. Seeing that they were about to take action, Zhang Chuyao hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

"Stop listening to his nonsense, let's work together to capture this man!" The disciples of the Qingsong Sect were not willing to listen to him at all. Three or five of them held swords in their hands and aimed at Zhang Chuyao's arms and thighs.

I think these people really wanted to capture Zhang Chuyao.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Zhang Chuyao walked around the table, avoiding the swords of these people, stood together with He Wanli, and said quickly: "I still have something to say!"

The Qingsong Sect disciple saw the two of them standing together and seemed to be trying to unite, so he stopped and said, "What are you talking about? Hurry up and say it."

Zhang Chuyao explained: "First of all, I really have nothing to do with him. We just got together at the table to listen to music. Secondly..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"I don't care whether you have anything to do with him or not, I'll take you back for trial first! Brothers, come on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the Qingsong Sect disciples around the table drew their swords at the same time. At this moment, He Wanli, who was standing aside, also drew his sword.

War is about to break out!

The two sides are about to confront each other.

"stop!"

At this time, Zhang Chuyao stood between the two sides and shouted to stop them from fighting.

"Boy, are you looking for death?" The Qingsong faction members were blocked by Zhang Chuyao over and over again, and they were already dissatisfied.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chuyao was not afraid at all, with a serious face, he just said lightly: "Private fights are prohibited in Old Dragon City! Aren't you afraid of the city lord's blame?"

Hearing this, the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect also showed a trace of scruples on their faces.

After all, they are a Jianghu sect, so naturally they are very reluctant to have disputes with the court.

"City Lord Ling can't control us for the time being. Let's fight quickly! As long as we are not caught on the spot by the law enforcement team in the city, the division commanders will protect us."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the disciples of the Qingsong Sect suddenly brightened up. Although City Lord Ling stated that he did not allow people from other places in the world to commit adultery, secretly he was not willing to get involved in the vendetta.

After all, there are too many things involved in the Jianghu vendetta. As long as everyone controls it and does not affect the security of Laolong City, the city lord will hardly worry about it.

Moreover, the Qingsong Sect also has innate experts. As long as the teacher comes forward, there is a high possibility that the big problem can be reduced to a minor one.

After figuring this out, the disciples of the Qingsong Sect naturally let go.

"Don't kill people in public, it will have too much impact, take them both back first!"

"yes!"

…

Seeing the Qingsong faction coming to kill him.

"Little brother, get out of the way!"

At this time, He Wanli pulled Zhang Chuyao away, holding a long sword in his hand and about to fight with the disciples of the Qingsong Sect.

But before He Wanli had rushed forward, he suddenly stopped. When he looked back, he saw that Zhang Chuyao was holding on to his clothes, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free.

"Little brother, let me go quickly!"

"careful!"

At this time, the swords of the disciples of the Qingsong Sect were about to fall on He Wanli's head.

He Wanli was frightened and was about to raise his sword to block, but how could one person's sword block the swords of a group of people? Just when he was about to be injured, Zhang Chuyao suddenly pulled him back with force, allowing him to just avoid the group of people.

man's sword.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

At this time, the disciples of the Qingsong Sect suddenly became angry and watched the duck fly away. Who can feel happy!

"Look at the sword!"

They quickly waved their swords and stabbed Zhang Chuyao and He Wanli at the same time!

"I don't want to fight with you."

With that said, Zhang Chuyao ignored these people at all and was about to take He Wanli away from here. Unexpectedly, before he could get far, a man came from behind with a sword.

"Who asked you to leave?"

He shouted, the sword in his hand was fast and fierce, and he pointed it at He Wanli's heart and resigned.

“He who doesn’t know is fearless!”

Zhang Chuyao snorted coldly, took the long sword from He Wanli's hand, swung the sword across, and blocked the man's sword.

However, the disciples of the Qingsong Sect who came one after another were still unwilling to give up. The swords in their hands were flying, and they vowed to keep Zhang Chuyao and Zhang Chuyao.

In desperation, Zhang Chuyao floated and came to the group of people.

"Do you really want to take action? You must know that taking action here is against the law set by the city lord."

"Huh, if you just surrender, we will naturally not want to fight with you."

"Captured without mercy? Dreaming."

"Then don't blame us!"

In an instant, several swords struck at him simultaneously, not concealing their murderous intent!

"snort!"

Zhang Chuyao finally got angry and warned you with good intentions. If you don't listen, then don't blame me for taking action.

I saw him waving his sword in the air, Qiang!

A ray of sword light flashed across the air.

The swords in the hands of the disciples of the Qingsong Sect were all broken.

Everyone present was stunned, their eyes widened, and it was difficult to accept the scene in front of them.

One person can cut off several long swords with one sword!

Gulu.

He Wanli, who was standing aside, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his eyes fell on Zhang Chuyao's back, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

The sword in Zhang Chuyao's hand was his own. He naturally knew what material his sword was made of, how sharp it was, and whether it could cut off other people's swords.

Although his sword can be considered a good sword, he can't do it.

One can imagine how strong Zhang Chuyao's internal strength must be.

This person is at least an innate master!

The cheerful expression of the rich man who was sitting at the table nearby and watching the fun suddenly froze. His previous subordinates were so short-sighted and forced this man's seat over.

"Young Master... Young Master..." The three servants following him were also afraid.

They didn't expect that the "coward" they called before would suddenly turn into a master!

The disciples of the Qingsong Sect held the daggers in their hands and trembled slightly.

"You, who are you..."

Before Zhang Chuyao could answer, a group of people came running from outside. After everyone present saw this group of people, they seemed a little afraid, and some people sneaked away.

There are also some people who glance back and forth, unwilling to look at these people.

This is a law enforcement patrol team appointed by the city lord, specifically to arrest some people in the world who gather to make trouble and commit crimes.

The leader took a look at the situation and asked coldly:

"Who's causing trouble?"

No one dared to speak, not even He Wanli. It was obvious that he was unwilling to talk to this group of people.

The leader cast a questioning look at Zhang Chuyao.

"It's like this. They are members of the Qingsong Sect. They wanted to cause trouble, but I stopped them. You can first take them back to guard and educate them for a period of time."

"Yes." The leader nodded, and then ordered the people behind him: "Take it away."

"Wait a minute, I don't accept it. We are not making trouble. A slap can't make a sound. Look at the sword in his hand, and then look at the sword in our hands. You can't just arrest us!"

The disciples of Qingsong Sect were not happy.

Unexpectedly, the leader ignored them at all. Instead, he quickly walked towards Zhang Chuyao, bowed to him, and asked with concern: "Master, are you okay? Are you injured?"

The disciples of Qingsong Sect were all stunned.
Chapter completed!