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When Yang Muyun's words came out, he was like a stone thrown into the originally calm lake, immediately causing waves. Those who heard this all had different reactions.

The innkeeper's face was deathly pale, as if he had already foreseen the scene of the battle that was about to occur.

The black-clothed man's face was dark as he turned around. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he stared at Yang Muyun as if he was looking at a corpse.

As for Yang Qianqian, she had a calm face and was talking and laughing with Cui Cui at the side. She did not place these dozen or so men in black in her eyes at all. She could see that even though the black-clothed men in front of her were also from the martial arts world, their martial arts cultivation was incomparable to Yang Muyun's.

At this moment, everyone's gazes turned towards Yang Muyun. The scene suddenly became quiet.

When the old shopkeeper saw that Yang Muyun was still a teenager, he was worried that those black-clothed men would attack him and hurt his life. He immediately walked forward and said: "Dear guest, all of this is my fault. I'll return the money back to you, is that alright? "Please leave the store!"

After saying this publicly, the old shopkeeper intentionally whispered to Yang Muyun, "Young man, you need to know when to advance and when to retreat. Otherwise, you won't even know how you died." Listen to this old one and quickly leave! "

When the black-clothed man saw the old shopkeeper talking to Yang Muyun, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Old man, what are you talking to that brat about? Louder, let this old man listen!"

"Great sir, no …" I didn't say anything, I'm just trying to persuade this esteemed guest to leave! "

When the old shopkeeper heard the rough voice of the black-clothed man, he immediately answered.

At this time, Yang Muyun was already tired of the black-clothed man's vicious face, so he expressionlessly said, "Old shopkeeper, don't worry. With me here, these bastards won't be able to do anything!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere instantly became quiet. The dozen or so black-clothed men were filled with rage, their heavy breathing especially ear-piercing.

"Customer, you …"

When Yang Muyun said this, the old shopkeeper was so scared that he started to speak incoherently. He seemed to have already predicted that Yang Muyun would die miserably, and more importantly, this store that was passed down from his ancestors would suffer today as well.

"Brat, you're courting death!"

Hearing Yang Muyun's words, the leading black-clothed man instantly drew his long blade from his waist, and used all of his strength to chop towards Yang Muyun's head.

"Big brother, be careful …"

The one who said this wasn't Yang Qianqian, but Cui Cui.

Cui Cui jumped in fright when he saw the black-clothed man fiercely swing his blade at Yang Muyun. Yang Qianqian could tell that although these men in black looked fierce, their martial arts were third-rate. Yang Muyun didn't even put these trash in his heart. Cui Cui did not know much about martial arts, so he was naturally worried about Yang Muyun.

Facing the broadsword that the black-clothed man was slashing at him, Yang Muyun slightly raised the corner of his mouth, without even drawing his sword. Yang Muyun faced the broadsword that the black-clothed man was slashing at him, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

The black-clothed man was startled when he saw that his long blade had been caught between Yang Muyun's fingers. He immediately understood that Yang Muyun was a man of his word.

However, if he wished to regret it now, it would be too late. Thinking of this, the black-clothed man only had one thought in mind, and that was to first break free from Yang Muyun's restraints, call upon his brothers, and group up to attack.

After confirming the thoughts in his heart, the black-clothed man pulled back the long blade in his hand, trying to break away from Yang Muyun's fingers. However, no matter how much strength he used, the blade remained stuck between Yang Muyun's fingers, unmoving.

This kind of stalemate lasted for about ten breaths of time. Yang Muyun seemed to have played enough, he sneered and said, "Since you want to leave so much, then scram!"

With that, Yang Muyun's finger loosened, and the black-clothed man along with the long blade in his hand was sent flying. Seeing this, the black-clothed man at the side hurriedly moved forward to stabilize the black-clothed man in the lead. Only then did the black-clothed man avoid falling down and eating shit.

After stabilizing his body, the black-clothed man who was flustered and exasperated immediately roared: "Brothers, let's attack together and chop off this brat who doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

When the black-clothed men heard this, they pulled out long blades from their waists and charged at Yang Muyun.

At this time, the old shopkeeper and the waiter were already scared out of their wits. The old shopkeeper knew that his store would not be able to be preserved today. It was more important to preserve his life first.

Yang Muyun just wanted to teach this bunch of bullies a lesson. He didn't want to kill nor did he want to ruin the old shopkeeper's store. He knew clearly in his heart that if he were to fight in the store, the old shopkeeper's store would definitely be smashed into a pulp. If he did not have the silver to compensate, it would go against his chivalrous heart.

Thinking of this, Yang Muyun immediately said, "You people, wait a moment!"

When he said this, Yang Muyun used the Lion's Roar, so those black-clothed men were so scared by Yang Muyun's roar that they stood on the spot without moving. To be honest, it wasn't that they didn't want to move, but Yang Muyun's Lion's Roar was too powerful and they couldn't get close to it.

After stopping the black-clothed men from making a move in the inn, Yang Muyun calmly said, "If you want to make a move, I, Yang Muyun, will accompany you to the end. But we're not here, we'll go out and find an open area to greet them. If you guys dare to make a move in this inn, be careful with the swords in my hands."

Yang Muyun's words were like a knife that stabbed into their hearts, especially the three words Yang Muyun.

Who was Yang Muyun? He was ranked second among the four prodigies of the martial arts world, the "White Robe Sword Extinction". That superb sword technique wasn't something that these small fry could match up to.

Thus, when the leader of the group heard his name, he was startled. He used an incredulous tone and asked: "You're saying you're Yang Muyun, the Yang Muyun from the 'White Robe Sword Tactic'?"

"That's right, this one hasn't changed his name, it's Yang Muyun." Yang Muyun straightforwardly admitted his identity.

When the leader of the black-clothed men heard this, he immediately turned around and said to the brothers behind him, "Brothers, let's go!"

Seeing the actions of these men in black, Yang Muyun smiled. He never thought that his title in the martial arts world would be so useful. Just this name alone scared off more than ten men in black.

However, Yang Muyun knew in his heart that although these black-clothed men couldn't afford to offend him, when he turned back, they would definitely take revenge against him.

Thinking of this, Yang Muyun immediately said, "Wait!"

Hearing these two words, the leader of the black-clothed men made a gesture, stopping the black-clothed man who was leaving with him. He asked with a face as pale as ashes: "Young Hero Yang, are you determined to fight with us?"