This person is too murderous

Back in Jiangshui, the streets were crowded with people, and vendors were setting up stalls on both sides.

Jiang Daoming pulled the reins and was about to dismount and lead the horse.

"It's the Palace Master, the Palace Master is back."

"The Palace Master is back, the Palace Master is back."

The people on the street shouted excitedly.

Many people knelt down on the spot: "Meet the Palace Master."

"No need to salute." Jiang Daoming waved his hand, and the Dragon Elephant Qi dragged the kneeling people up.

"Palace Master, you are finally back." A vendor's eyes were red and choked.

"What? Did someone embarrass you during the days I was away?" Jiang Daoming's expression turned cold.

"Palace Master, you don't know, recently..."

"Uh ah..."

Before the vendor finished speaking, a scream rang out, and a young man dressed as a waiter flew out from the second floor of the inn in front of him.

Jiang Daoming's face changed slightly, and he raised his palm, and a powerful suction force was released.

Dragon Elephant Grabbing Hand!

The waiter was out of control, screaming in fear, and flew towards Jiang Daoming.

"Ah..."

Jiang Daoming grabbed the waiter and put him on the ground, but saw that the waiter's legs were weak and he collapsed on the ground. He couldn't help but frowned: "It's okay, don't scream."

"Palace, Palace Master?" The waiter was stunned, saw Jiang Daoming clearly, and quickly knelt down and bowed: "Please, Palace Master, please make a decision for me, please, Palace Master, please make a decision for me."

"What happened, tell me in detail." Jiang Daoming frowned and asked coldly.

"Palace Master, a group of people who call themselves Baidaomen ate a free meal, injured the shopkeeper, and threw me out.

Fortunately, the Palace Master rescued me, otherwise, I would have been smashed into a meat pie."

The waiter cried bitterly with snot and tears, "Please, Palace Master, please save my shopkeeper."

"How dare you!"

Jiang Daoming shouted angrily, grabbed the waiter, jumped into the air, and went straight to the second floor of the inn.

"Palace Master, wait for your subordinates." Xia Yuanwu hurriedly turned over and dismounted, chasing after him.

The common people quickly tied up their horses, and a group of people went to the inn to watch the excitement.

On the second floor of the inn, there were broken tables and chairs, scattered wine and food, and the shopkeeper lying on the ground with blood gushing from his mouth.

Five middle-aged men sat on stools and looked at the shopkeeper on the ground with cold eyes.

In addition to them, there were two tables of guests, with swords on the table. They seemed not to have seen this scene, and they took their time to eat.

"Palace Master."

The shopkeeper who fell to the ground struggled to get up as if he had found his backbone.

Jiang Daoming raised his hand slightly, signaling him not to move: "Take the shopkeeper to see a doctor, quickly."

"Yes." The waiter quickly leaned down, helped the shopkeeper up, and was about to leave.

"Wait, did I let you go?"

The five people on the stool spoke in a cold voice, and a fierce momentum came over.

Jiang Daoming took a step forward, and the pressure dissipated: "Five of you, are you from the Hundred Blades Sect? Since you have a sect, isn't it too much to embarrass ordinary people?"

"Too much?" The five people sneered, and a burly middle-aged man stood up: "You dare to ask me for money, but you don't even ask when the disciples of the Hundred Blades Sect have paid for the wine."

"Haha."

The other four laughed out loud and looked at him mockingly: "A little Jiang Shui, the master of the Demon Exorcist Hall? What can you do?"

"You are full of banditry." Jiang Daoming glanced at him indifferently, and looked at the other two tables of guests: "You drink and don't pay?"

The two tables of guests raised their eyelids, took out a purse, and said lightly: "They are them, meal money."

"Tsk." The five people from the Hundred Blades Sect sneered and looked at the two tables of guests with disdain.

Jiang Daoming nodded, retracted his gaze, and looked at the five people from Baidaomen again: "I heard that many Jianghu people came to Jiangshui, I wonder what Jianghu is."

"Jianghu?" The five people from Baidaomen sneered and said mockingly: "You are a lackey of the court, and you ask us what Jianghu is? Jianghu means that the sky is the boss and I am the second!"

"Jianghu means who has the bigger fist and who has the sharper knife!"

The five people from Baidaomen held the hilt of the knife at the same time and looked at him indifferently.

"That makes sense." Jiang Daoming nodded.

"That makes sense, what are you doing here?" The burly man shouted coldly: "If you come here to talk nonsense, get out of here after you finish talking nonsense."

"I'm here to meet the Jianghu people and see what Jianghu is."

Jiang Daoming said indifferently, raised his palm, came to the burly man like lightning, and pressed his palm on his head: "This is my Jianghu!"

Bang

"Kill the warrior and plunder 0.1 of his life essence."

The burly man's body exploded, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

The two tables of guests froze, and blood splashed beside them, only one foot away.

"You dare to kill my senior brother!" The four people from the Hundred Swords Sect changed their expressions, and the long swords were unsheathed, the sword energy rolled, and they chopped down with force.

Ang

Moo

The dragon roar and the elephant moo resounded, and the five dragons and five elephants came out in all directions, with their palms extended, and the dragons and elephants hid.

Crack

The four long swords broke at the same time, and were forcibly broken by the power of the dragons and elephants, and the dragon and elephant true energy poured into their bodies.

Boom

Four sounds sounded at the same time, blood and flesh splashed everywhere, and the four people from the Hundred Swords Sect followed.

"Kill the warrior and plunder 0.4 of his life essence."

The bloody air filled the second floor of the inn, and the bloody and fleshy corpses were shocking.

The two tables of guests couldn't eat anymore, and one of them vomited on the spot.

Jiang Daoming picked up the rag, wiped his hands, and looked at the dazed waiter: "Take the shopkeeper to heal his wounds quickly, I'm here."

"Yes, yes." The waiter hurriedly supported the shopkeeper.

The weak shopkeeper grinned: "Thank you, Lord."

"Lord."

Xia Yuanwu came and saw the broken bodies on the ground, knowing that he was late.

The Lord was still as cruel as ever, and never changed.

Jiang Daoming put his hands behind his back, as if he didn't see the two tables of guests: "Let someone clean it up."

"Yes, Lord, it's just that the people of Baidaomen are afraid that they will come to retaliate." Xia Yuanwu said in a deep voice.

"Come if you want." Jiang Daoming's expression was calm, and his words were like thunder, which spread far and wide: "When you come to the river, you enter my rivers and lakes. You have to change your rules of rivers and lakes and follow my rules of rivers and lakes!"

"My rules of rivers and lakes are very simple. Those who oppress the people and those who come to the river to make trouble will be dead!"

After speaking, he looked at the two tables of guests.

The two tables of guests swallowed their saliva, and their legs were weak.

They were only at the fourth level of cultivation. Jiang Daoming's eyes were very calm, calm without any emotion, which made them feel cold all over.

They believed that if they behaved a little wrong, their fate would definitely not be good.

"Fighting and killing is the Jianghu, and drinking and paying is also the Jianghu."

Jiang Daoming walked downstairs and said indifferently: "Everyone, please respect yourself."

"Master, senior brother..." A table of guests and a young warrior were trembling in their voices.

Xia Yuanwu sighed helplessly and said: "Everyone should abide by the law and don't mess around. If you annoy the Palace Master, no one can stop you."

"Thank you, we are all law-abiding people." The guests at the two tables bowed and said politely.

Xia Yuanwu left and followed Jiang Daoming.

Jiang Daoming left the inn and came to the hawker before: "Who embarrassed you?"

"Palace Master." The hawker's eyes were red, and he hurriedly said: "It was the people from the Iron Fist Villa. Just because my father set up a stall and blocked the road, they beat him severely and died."

"What else do you have wronged?" Jiang Daoming looked at the many people.

"Palace Master, I have it."

"I have it too, Palace Master..."

For a moment, the people around shouted excitedly at the same time.

"Everyone, be quiet." Jiang Daoming frowned and shouted, "Xia Yuanwu!"

"Palace Master?"

"Seal the city gates, people are allowed to enter but not leave!"