"My surname is Xiao and my name is Yunye."

Accompanied by the short six words floating out of the old man in plain clothes, the entire banquet hall was silent.

....

Xiao Yunye, this is a name with a very unique Yan Kingdom, and it has the same effect as Ergou's famous name Li Tianye.

Of course, no one cares about Ergou's name. Similarly, the name Xiao Yunye is very unfamiliar in developed countries such as Victoria.

Wulin? Sect? Jianghu?

This kind of thing is very far away for advanced countries full of modern technology and economically developed.

Perhaps only in the mouths of those down-and-out people from Yan Kingdom can you occasionally hear something that matches it.

That's right, the former No. 1 Sword Saint of the Yan Kingdom has long been forgotten by the world, and even at the time of its most famous time, it rarely spread to the Yan Kingdom.

However, for the warriors of the Eastern Kingdom who also regard martial arts as the most respected and fight against swords, as long as they still remember the name Sakurawu Shiyelang, they will be familiar with Xiao Yunye.

This name represents the existence that was once the number one guest sword in the East and never defeated in his life.

.....

On the main seat of the banquet hall, Yingwu Shanxiong looked at Xiao Yunye standing at the door in disbelief.

His pupils were flickering, as if he was trying his best to distinguish the identity of this person.

But unfortunately, he only heard his grandfather Sakurabu Shiyero talk about Xiao Yunye when he was a child, but he had never seen him.

"Xiao Yunye?"

Xiao Yunye's expression did not change at all. He just looked quietly at Yingwu Lan sitting next to Yingwu Mountain.

Ignoring Yingwu Mountain Yu, he looked at Yingwulan and said directly.

"In this room, only your breath is right for the title of Dongguo Sword God. Young man, you are Ying Wulan."

....

Although Ying Wulan is in her 40s, she is indeed called a young man in front of Xiao Yunye, and is also a prime minister for warriors.

Faced with the questioning, Ying Wulan responded in a deep voice.

"I am."

Xiao Yunye didn't even look at the sword-holding warriors gathered behind him, but just stared at Ying Wulan quietly.

"Okay, I want to ask you some questions."

"Excuse me."

"You've been to Victoria before."

“Have been.”

"Are you looking for a man named Xia Feng?"

"Yes, but I've found it, he's on the south coast of Nishikawa."

A flash of light appeared in Xiao Yunye's pupils.

"Why are you looking for Xia Feng?"

"Because I'm going to beat him."

"Why do you want to defeat him?"

Faced with this question, Ying Wulan's answer seemed very naive, but at the same time, she did not dare to doubt his persistence in this matter.

"Because I want to be the number one in the world who I recognize."

....

At this time, Ying Wulan became a little thinner than before. She was still wearing the blue long gown, the cherry blossom knife around her waist, and the same pair of wooden clogs under her feet.

But there was an extra jewelry on his neck that he hadn't had before.

It was a pendant in the shape of an octopus.

At the same time, the aura emitted by his body was no longer pure. In addition to the extreme oppression of sword techniques, there was also a slight cold and disturbing atmosphere.

.....

Hearing Ying Wulan's answer, Xiao Yunye closed his eyes gently and muttered to himself in a complicated tone.

"Is it the best in the world...?"

In this banquet, although Yingwulan was the protagonist in the limelight, Yingwushan, the head of the family, was the real person to talk about it.

Seeing that Xiao Yunye actually ignored him, Yingwu Shanxiong was immediately angry.

He clenched his fists and shouted loudly.

"Don't be deceived by this old guy. Xiao Yunye from Yan Country has disappeared for decades. He is probably dead long ago. He said, who are you? How dare you break into my Yingwu family's mansion? If there is no explanation that satisfies me today, don't want to leave safely!"

After saying that, Yingwu Mountain waved his hand.

"Come on, tie this old guy up first!"

"yes!"

After receiving the order of the head of the family, hundreds of warriors gathered in front of the hall drew out their long swords and prepared to step forward and take down the man.

At this time, Xiao Yunye turned his head gently and glanced at the warrior behind him with his light indifferently.

At this moment, all the warriors who had already pulled out their swords stopped at the same time, and a fear from the heart instantly enveloped their whole body.

As a martial arts practitioner with keen Dongcha power, they truly felt that even though the old man turned his back to them, even if the old man didn't even pull out his sword.

But as long as they get one step closer, they will lose their lives in an instant, no matter how many people there are, no exception.

.....

The banquet hall, which was just lively just now, was silent at this time, and the guests held wine glasses without getting up or down. Because the atmosphere was very strange, no one dared to make a sound.

These guests are all merchants, not warriors. For them, Xiao Yunye's deterrence is only a matter of rumors, just like a topic of conversation after dinner.

Their views at this moment are almost the same as those of Yingwu Mountain. This person is definitely not the legendary swordsman Xiao Yunye of the Yan Kingdom.

Seeing that the samurai did not obey the orders, the guests turned their eyes to Yuuo Sakurabu and were at a loss.

The superior Sakuratake Yamao stared at his eyes and shouted loudly.

"Are you all deaf? I asked you to tie up this old man. Why, my Yingwu family's man is afraid of an old man of unknown origin?"

....

The wind, the flow of wind appears.

It was clearly indoors, but for some reason, a gust of breeze blew.

The gust of wind was not wild and there was no threat. The red cloth on the dining table was lifted by the wind and fell down again.

But at this moment of loss, Yingwu Shanxiong was shocked to find that the old man who claimed to be Xiao Yunye was gone!

The next second, an old voice came from less than half a meter away from Yingwu Mountain.

"The head of the Yingwu family, Xiao has killed countless people in his life, but now, I am tired of meaningless killing. When I visit today, I just want to talk to Yingwulan, who is known as the sword god of the East Kingdom, and hope that outsiders will not interfere with Xiao."

.....

Sakurabayasu's neck was stiff and his eyes were wide open, and he turned his head little by little like a robot.

At some point, Xiao Yunye was already sitting between him and Ying Wulan.

The distance between the three of them can almost touch each other with a raising hand!

"you........."

Yingwu Shanxiong was like seeing a ghost, and his forehead suddenly became scared and his goose bumps stood up.

However, Ying Wulan next to him was not panicked at all. Instead, he let out a series of arrogant laughs.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Ying Wulan's eyebrows and eyes were filled with excitement.

"Today is a great day in my life. I didn't expect that I would meet the No. 1 Sword Saint of the Yan Kingdom. If I had known that you were still alive in this world, I wouldn't have to look for that Xia Feng."

Ying Wulan turned her head and grinned at Xiao Yunye who was so close to her.

"In my mind, that summer wind is far less than half of yours, Senior Xiao!"

Looking at Ying Wulan's excited look, Xiao Yunye just closed his eyes gently.

"That's the best. After the talks today, you no longer need to find trouble for Xia Feng."

.....

The sound of the blade passing through the scabbard was heard, and Ying Wulan slowly pulled out the cherry blossom knife at her waist and moved it to display it in front of Xiao Yunye.

"Senior Xiao, what you said should be using this."

Xiao Yunye opened his eyes and showed a bit of seriousness on his old face for a long time.
Chapter completed!