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Xiahou Yu clearly understood the sarcasm in Chen Yu's words, and understood that it would be impossible for him to obtain the Martial King's Tieba easily.

Therefore, he took off his disguise, slowly turned around, and coldly looked at Chen Yu as he sneered:

What bloomed out from their bodies was the formidable strength of the fifth level of the Martial Dao.

The two of them are called Zhang Long and Zhang Hu, twin brothers, experts at the peak of the fifth stage of the martial path, and the two of them also practiced a combined blade technique. Because of their natural tacit understanding, when the two of them used this blade technique, they cooperated with each other and even killed experts from the Sixth Stage of the Martial Dao.

"It is precisely because of this that the Marquis of England has taken a fancy to them and recruited them as foreign delegates. In reality, they are the henchmen. Whoever dares to go against the wishes of the House of the Marquis of England will be killed by them!"

"Therefore, these two are extremely overbearing and no one dares to offend them …"

When Zhang Long and Zhang Hu heard the discussions of the crowd, not only did they not feel ashamed of themselves, they even felt proud of themselves and laughed heartily.

Their savagery, arrogance, and overbearing attitude were all displayed in their laughter. "Hahahaha …" "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!"

After a while, the two of them arrived in front of Chen Yu, their gazes swept across the Martial King that was on the table.

Chen Yu shook his head indifferently, and said: "So what if I don't take it!?"

"Not taking? "What a joke!" Zhang Long laughed heartily as if he had heard something funny, "What the young duke wants is to give you face! Take this one hundred gold and immediately scram. "

After he finished speaking, Zhang Long casually threw down a gold ingot, and extended his hand out, grabbing Martial King.

"Bam!"

But when Zhang Long had only extended his hand halfway, Chen Yu's palm had already pressed down heavily onto Martial King's body.

"I said it already, I'm not selling this!"

Zhang Long was stupefied. The surrounding spectators were also stupefied.

After a while, Zhang Long regained his senses, he stared at Chen Yu, and revealed a sinister look: "Brat, do you know what happens when you anger me?!"

Chen Yu stared at Zhang Long without showing any signs of weakness, and said coldly: "Then what if you anger me or not?!"

The air suddenly froze.

Everyone looked at Chen Yu with expressions of disbelief. They were all thinking, "Is this kid crazy? How dare he provoke Zhang Long?!"

"You're courting death!"

As expected, Zhang Long was infuriated.

He laughed sinisterly, and cut towards Chen Yu's head with his blade.

This stroke was quite powerful and heavy. It was wrapped in the power of the fifth level of the martial dao as it whistled through the air.

If he were to be hacked by Zhang Long, not to mention a human, even a piece of steel would be hacked into two.

Many people already could not bear it anymore and closed their eyes. They seemed to have anticipated Chen Yu's fate, as they cut him in half and died a graveless death.

Facing Zhang Long's blade, Chen Yu did not move at all, and slightly shook his head.

Chen Yu, who had already broken through to the Seventh Stage of the Martial Dao, was not afraid of Zhang Long, who was only at the fifth stage of the martial way.

After activating the Black Sky Tyrant Body Technique, Chen Yu immediately waved his hand, blocking Zhang Long's blade.

In the distance, Xiahou Yu looked at Chen Yu with a teasing face. In his eyes, Chen Yu was an idiot.

Anyone could see how strong Zhang Long's slash was, but Chen Yu used his arm to block the slash as if he was an idiot.

Courting death!

Xia Hou Yu crossed his hands in front of his chest, waiting for the scene of Chen Yu getting slashed to death by Zhang Long.

However, no one expected that after the clash of fists and blades, the loser was not Chen Yu, but Zhang Long.

The blade beam that Zhang Long had swung out immediately shattered the moment it touched Chen Yu's arm.

The long saber was reversed and the back of the blade was directly embedded into Zhang Long's chest.

"Ahh!"

Accompanied by a blood-curdling screech and a pool of blood, Zhang Long's body drew a blood-red arc in the air before heavily crashing down onto the ground.

Zhang Long's face was ashen. He had breathed out too much and had not breathed in much. He looked like he was going to die soon.

This caused the expression of his younger brother, Zhang Hu, to change drastically.

"Kid, I want you to pay with your life for my big brother's death!"

With that said, Zhang Hu transformed into a berserk tiger, pouncing towards Chen Yu.

Zhang Hu's saber technique was slightly stronger than Zhang Long's.

Although Zhang Hu's actions seemed reckless, in reality, his sabre technique was not the least bit chaotic.

Not only was it not a mess, it was instead very organized as the blade pierced towards the acupoints around Chen Yu's body.

However, the gap between him and Chen Yu, was not something that could be made up with just martial skills. No matter how profound his blade techniques were, he was unable to cut Chen Yu.

"Dang, dang, dang, dang!"

After the sound of metal clashing, Zhang Hu realized in shock that his blades seemed to have cut into steel, and did not even cut Chen Yu's skin.

How could he continue fighting like this?

To the side, Chen Yu smiled, and looked at Zhang Hu like he was looking at a clown:

"Are you done chopping? Enough chopping, it should be my turn now! "

Before his voice fell, Chen Yu's figure had already disappeared from where he stood.

When his figure appeared again, he was already in front of Zhang Hu.

"Boom!"

A heavy punch directly landed on Zhang Hu's chest.

"Pfft!"

Fresh blood flew in the air, Zhang Hu's injury was even more terrifying than Zhang Long's. His entire chest had been punched by Chen Yu into his chest, and he immediately fainted.

The scene instantly became silent.

No one could believe what they were seeing!

Who is this young man?! He actually crippled the domineering brothers Zhang Long and Zhang Hu with a single punch?!

At this time, the contempt and disdain in Xiahou Yu's eyes towards Chen Yu had long since disappeared without a trace, and what replaced them was shock and a trace of fear.

He seemed to have offended someone he shouldn't have.

From Chen Yu's actions, it could be seen that he did not care about his own identity.

Moreover, to be able to easily defeat the Zhang Long and Zhang Hu brothers, it showed that Chen Yu's cultivation was at least around the Sixth Stage of the Martial Dao.

No wonder he was able to obtain Martial King Tieba.

However, in front of so many people in the restaurant, Xiahou Yu had no way to back down.

If this was really the case, then he, the son of the Martial Marquis, wouldn't have the face to continue to be in the Imperial City.

At that moment, Xiahou Yu tried to stay calm as he stared coldly at Chen Yu, "How dare you hurt my Xiahou Yu's men?!"

Chen Yu snorted coldly, his gaze focused as a wave of oppressive aura spread out in the restaurant.

"Who do you think a family name can scare? Let alone a trash like you, even if Xiahou Zhan came, I would do the same! "