C173 (1/2)

In the short span of a few days, he had not chased anyone down because he was being hunted down by countless people, and these people who had chased him were the embodiment of justice in the martial arts world. He respected these Mo Zi, if it was in the past, he would definitely have gone and had a drink with them, and these people would definitely have wanted to have a drink with him, but now, these people also wanted to have a drink with him, not wine, but blood! His blood!

In the eyes of the people in the martial arts world, this was not a misunderstanding, but a fact. He had killed over a hundred of Old Man Ren's family, as well as the senior experts of the Yinshan Faction, and if any of them killed even one senior, they would become a public enemy of the martial arts world, not to mention that he had killed over a hundred people, and not even let three months of children go. Thus, calling him the ”number one demon in the martial arts world” was not a big deal.

Unfortunately, the demon was himself, but he truly knew that this was a misunderstanding. Perhaps it was an evil scheme, but he could not clarify the truth. He could only choose to evade!

In these five days, he had been able to avoid more than ten pursuers. In the most helpless situation, he had also injured a few people, even though they were only lightly injured, but his reputation as a hoodlum was still growing. He was already extremely impatient and extremely depressed, relying on his martial arts skills, he actually needed to run away like a dog in the martial arts world, not daring to meet anyone. Not only was this an insult to him, it was also an insult to the Hundred Year Old Divine Dragon, the legend of the martial arts world. But so what if he was insulted? He couldn't possibly turn the incarnation of justice into an evil spokesperson because of this, right?

He had also thought about leaving this place, so he stayed far away from this place. As long as he really hid in the Divine Dragon Valley, no one would be able to find him, but he couldn't do that, he couldn't leave with a body full of stains. This was a conspiracy, and his goal might be to force him, but he definitely could not fall into this person's evil scheme. As long as he was still in the martial arts world, no matter how big a storm he encountered, he would still have a sliver of hope. As long as he took a step forward, he would never have the hope to wash away his innocence.

Not only was the Divine Dragon a legend in the martial arts world, it was also a name that represented the will of the world. The things that the Divine Dragon had decided on would definitely be done!

For that, Long Haikong swore. He would never drink a single drop until he found out what had happened. Therefore, even though he had more reasons to be drunk and impulsive than ever, he did not have a single drop of wine in front of him, and his mind was like a bow full of strings. His mind was always working at top speed, and every part of his body was in its best condition.

The situation outside was a little unusual. There were a few martial artists moving about, and they did not seem to plan to leave for a long time. It seemed as if they were waiting for someone. Long Haikong also did not move, he was also waiting, waiting for an opportunity that might be very uncertain. If he wanted to escape, he had to wait for him to know who these people were.

It was almost dusk and the tired birds began to build their nests. The glow of the sunset illuminated the lush green branches along the road. It was an ordinary evening, but also an unusual one. The sound of horses' hooves could be heard.

Long Haikong was slightly excited, because he recognized who they were. Yinshan Faction! Their clothes and swords clearly indicated this point. In this world, if there were still people who were willing to hunt him down on the righteous path, it was undoubtedly only the Yinshan Faction, because he needed to know who exactly the Five Martial Uncle s were killed. At that time, he did not have the time to look at his killing intent, he believed that the Three Martial Uncle s would definitely bring his corpse back.

More than thirty disciples had also instantly surrounded the restaurant from outside, and there were even people on the roof. If Long Haikong wanted to leave, these disciples would not be able to stop him, but he did not expect that they would still be sitting by the table, drinking tea slowly. The tea was something he had even brought along with him.

The old man in the middle had an extremely calm demeanor, he slowly walked over and said slowly, ”Dragon King is so elegant!”

Long Haikong's gaze landed on the sword hilt on his waist and said calmly, ”I am honored to be here personally to see Sect Leader Ouyang!”

Ouyang Jian's voice sounded somewhat strange: ”You have seen me before? Where did you see it? ”

Long Haikong laughed: ”I have never seen Sect Leader Ouyang before, but I know the sword at Sect Leader's waist!” The sword at Ouyang Jian's waist was extremely ordinary, but the sword hilt was made of black wood, the jet black sword hilt paired with the silver sword hilt, it was especially different from an elephant, it was the special sword used by Sect Leader.

Ouyang Jian stared at him: ”I seem to have met you somewhere before. Two months ago, where was Dragon King?”