Swordsman the Wanderer
Ch 151's. Meet With Old Friends
“Take care to keep the food on the table warm, after I save my brother, I will come have a drink with him.” Zhang En said to the restaurant boss while laughing with one finger casually pointing to the food table.
The boss of the restaurant stared blankly for a moment before he understood the meaning of Zhang En's words, as Zhang En's silhouette and Feng Yang's giant ghost had vanished from his sight.
The boss of the restaurant looked puzzledly at the place where Zhang En and the giant-bodied man were standing before. a few seconds later before he shook his head, muttering to himself, "I hope Heaven bless the Young Master so that he can escape all the troubles he has planned." He did not think that Zhang En and his friend had a chance to save Yan Xun.
At this moment, the main door of the palace slowly opened. Yan Xun with all four of his limbs chained to an iron pole, escorted by a group of palace guards, reached the center of the Xinyu City square. The row of palace guards barricaded the perimeter of each corner of the square tightly.
Ordinary people who had come to watch the show crowded the square and from afar pointed and janya shook her head, some of them were pityfully staring at Zhang En and some of them were also looking cynically staring and scornful at Yan Xun.
He Hui glared at Yan Xun in the middle of the square and shouted "Kneel!"
Yan Xun stood up straight, staring coldly at the old man.
Seeing Yan Xun's stubbornness, He Hui sneered, lifted his leg and kicked the back of his knee as fast as lightning. Yan Xun's knees were bent and he was on his knees.
"Do you think you're still Young Master, part of the Xinyu City family?" He Hui sneered, "Now, you are just a death row prisoner waiting to be beheaded!"
Yan Xin raised her head, her eyes dyed with bloodlust watching He Hui. Seeing this, He Hui attacked Yan Xum's face mercilessly leaving a trace of fingerprints on Yank Xun's cheek. His head fell to the side and blood filled his mouth.
From afar, the looking commoners became agitated and angry.
Lu Jing frowned slightly as he stood on the stage, saying "Senior brother He, this is enough." After all, Yan Xun was his cousin.
"Sister, speak up, do you have any last words?" Lu Jing looked at Yan Xun who was kneeling in the middle of the square, asking in a condescending manner.
Yan Xun looked forward, a small smile that showed shame lifted from the corner of his mouth as he stared fixedly at his cousin's younger brother.
"After my death, don't kill my adoptive mother who's been taking care of me since I've been in this town."
Tears fell from Yan Xun's eyes without warning. He only started a foster mother who took care of him after the death of all his family in the slaughter in Turtle Village.
“Young Brother, it's time.” He Hui added, "Teacher ordered that there be no interference whatsoever when executing Yan Xun." The last sentence contains a little reminder.
Lu Jing felt displeased towards He Hui, in the end, he did not say anything and he simply nodded.
He Hui walked onto the plaza stage, raising his voice: "Prepare for execution!"
The executioner, who was already ready at the side, approached Yan Xun but before the executioner got close, his body froze for a moment and suddenly fell to the ground. The sudden turn of events shocked everyone.
"What's going on?!" Lu Jing jumped out of his chair.
He Hui scanned the surrounding crowd, snorting with a derogatory word, "Someone wants to interfere during the execution?" He jumped into the air, landing next to the dead executioner, but what puzzled him was that he could not find the cause of the executioner's death and did not see any injuries at all on the executioner's body.
The noisy crowd suddenly calmed down, they all turned their heads in a certain direction where a black-haired young man and a four meter tall giant man who was entirely covered in black robes slowly walked towards the center of the square.
He Hui and Lu Jing inevitably also turned to look.
When Yan Xun saw the young man's face, his body trembled, eyes wide in disbelief, excitement flowed from his heart and even his lips trembled.
As Zhang En and the gigantic ghost of Feng Yang moved forward, the crowd opened a small path for them. The City palace guards blocking the way chanted a warning, gesturing for the guards to execute two offenders on the spot, but surprisingly, before the city palace guards took more than ten steps, their bodies were pushed backwards for no reason, no matter how many of them went near Zhang En and the giant Ghost Feng Yang.
Witnessing this scene, all the commoners in the square were shocked, their eyes larger than the size of a gold coin. They clearly saw that neither of the two men had carried out the attack.
Zhang En and Feng Yang finally arrived on the execution stage. Yan Xun immediately stood up, filled with excitement looking at Zhang En.
They just looked at each other at that moment.
"My brother, I'm late." Zhang En spoke first.
Yan Xun shook his head, tears streaming down his face, unsure if they were tears of happiness or sadness. He had never imagined that Zhang En would appear here, after knowing a little about Zhang En in the Chassis Capital, Yan Xun had briefly sent Zhang En a letter.
The reply letter from the letter he sent earlier said that a few years ago, Zhang En had left the Red Dragon Sect and gone wandering.
"I got a letter mentioning a few years ago that you went to wander?" Yan Xun asked.
Zhang En grinned, “En, I went for some time in a region called the Death Domain to wander. Just got back, and on the way, I was thinking of drinking wine with you."
"Drink together?" Yan Xun laughed, his eyes glazed over, "May I ask, in the domain of Death, is there much beauty?"
Zhang En was puzzled by Yan Xun's question and was speechless, this person had almost been decapitated, and now he was standing there asking about the beauty.
A cold voice cut through their conversation, “Drink wine? Hmph, when you've gone to hell, you can reunite there and have fun.” It was He Hui's voice.
He Hui's heart was burning. These two people went into the execution stage but they dared to stand there conversing, they did not see it at all. He drew closer towards where Zhang En and the gigantic ghost of Feng Yang were, the fire Qi of battle burst out from his body, emitting a terrifying atmosphere.
Yan Xun's heart stiffened, quickly looking towards Zhang En, "Brother, this old man is a medium-sized Sacred Swordsman, do you have a solution against him?" He asked and knew that this brother was not going to do things that he did not understand, and Yan Xun was a little worried.
Zhang En shrugged one shoulder and smiled, "What do you think?"
Hearing this, Yan Xun relaxed with Zhang En's reply.
He Hui heard Zhang En's words and he glared at him, “Broast! Little boy, I want to see what ability you have to save people from under my watch! ” He Hui prepared to attack at the end of his words.
However, at the same time, among the crowd, someone suddenly exclaimed loudly: "That one looks like ... Zhang En ... Zhang En!"'s!"
“Zhang En? A few years ago, Zhang En brought glory to Xinyu City because Turtle Village was the shading territory of Xinyu City. Zhang En won first place in the Imperial City Tournament!"
“Yes, yes, that's it! Zhang En's! Young genius of our Empire!" The excitement of the audience was triggered, the voices around grew louder, everyone spoke and shouted at once, turning into a hot topic. Finally, someone recognized Zhang En.
He Hui moved from his place and aimed a punch towards Zhang En, the fist trace smashed the wind, distorting the airflow with the surrounding air starting to destabilize.
God Killer Box!
He Hui shouted as if under his fists, even the God Emperor would be annihilated by his Fists .
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