Bang!
Huang Yihua directly punched the ruffian's nose, blood splashing. The other ruffians next to him saw that their brothers were beaten, grabbed their sleeves and prepared to hit them. Their eyes blurred, and they only felt that their stomachs were dizzy. They suddenly bent down.
"Get lost."
The ruffians endured the sharp pain, made a few malicious remarks, and left gloomily.
He turned around to look at Yan Yao and said, "Do you know the Third Master Liu that they are talking about?"
Zhou Yao nodded and said, "I've heard of it before when I was here. It seems to be the heads of a bunch of hooligans. Their strength is roughly five swordsmen."
"Five sword moves?" Huang Yihua frowned. Although he had improved during his recent days of cultivating the Nine Forms of Black Tortoise, he
