The moment Wu Xuantian spotted the three men, he grabbed the Purple Star Soft Sword beside him, leaped out of the window, and raced after them.
Just as Wu Xuantian leaped from the building, a figure in blue-green robes followed close behind. Needless to say, this could only be Eastern Heretic Huang Yaoshi!
"Is that Martial Uncle Zhou?" Ma Yu and the others noticed the commotion and hurried to the window, but the five figures were already far away.
The five ran a little farther. Once they reached a patch of wasteland outside town, Zhou Botong stopped first, and the other four followed suit.
"Old Venom, Qiu Qianren, you two have no martial honor! It was supposed to be a free-for-all, but you teamed up against me! Now my young martial nephew is here, we can fight two against two. That's fair!" Zhou Botong immediately challenged Qiu Qianren and Ouyang Feng.
"Wait, wait! Now Old Heretic Huang is here, there's an extra person again. That's not fair either!" Zhou Botong glanced at Huang Yaoshi and shook his head.
"Haha! I have no intention of interfering in your affairs! However..." Huang Yaoshi changed tack and challenged Ouyang Feng. "Brother Feng, isn't it time we settled the debt you owe my disciple Mei Chaofeng?"
"Very well. If Brother Yaoshi wishes to instruct me, I shall oblige!" Ouyang Feng accepted Huang Yaoshi's challenge, but his heart grew heavy. After all, Huang Yaoshi was not the only one with a grudge against him!
Wu Xuantian spoke up as well. "Mr. Ouyang, isn't it time we settled the matter of my senior brother Tan?"
"Huh? Young martial nephew, what happened to Little Tan? What does he have to do with Old Venom?" Zhou Botong suddenly interrupted. Despite being Tan Chuduan's martial uncle, he still did