Chapter 12: The Ordinary Swordsman

"Is the swordsman you are talking about?" Ling Tian's gaze swept in the direction of Bing Ning Qianqian's jade finger, and the blue-shirted swordsman walked slowly, every step he took was very light, as if he was afraid of stepping on an ant on the ground, and then went to a table in the far corner and sat down, ordering the cheapest tea and pouring it alone. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Shall I invite you to have a glass of wine?" The blue-shirted swordsman raised his head, and when he saw the owner of the voice, Ling Tianhou, he quickly lowered his head: "No merit will be lost." ”

The signature dish of the Fulai Inn, "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea", was served to the table by the shopkeeper, Ling Tian was just about to put down the chopsticks, and the diners around the place all got up and left, not caring about wasting the unfinished food on the table, for a while, only Ling Tian and Bingning and the blue-shirted swordsman were left in the restaurant. Just as he was surprised, a big man with five big and three rough murderous spirits and a young Taoist priest with a neat crown and a proud face walked upstairs, and a one-eyed man stepped forward and slapped the table at Ling Tian to demonstrate: "Do you know that the uncle has an appointment here! The idle people will leave as soon as possible! Otherwise, the uncle will not give you good fruits to eat." As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed the ice condensation of the beautiful fairy, and his eyes were about to fall out.

"What if we refuse to leave?" Ling Tian said lightly, the threat of this kind of person was equivalent to a newborn baby declaring war on the supreme master, which was extremely boring. Because of the dispersion, his skill is only 10% out of ten, which can be said to be a complete loss, but it is more than enough to deal with the ruffians and hooligans in the mortal world and even the second- and third-rate swordsmen.

The handsome young man in front of him was unmoved, the big man in the shape of a big man punched the cotton, his eyes seemed to be on fire, he lifted his big fist and smashed it into Ling Tian's back, thinking that a blow could be done, playing majestic in front of the stunning girl and his peers, but unexpectedly, an extremely strong force counterattacked from the back of the handsome young man, and he lost his own strength at all, the big man flew out two meters upside down, fell at the feet of his accomplices, and vomited blood. He lost face greatly, and he didn't know whether to fight or make peace, so he could only make the young Taoist priest come up with ideas.

"Friends are so clever and admirable. The young Taoist priest clapped his hands in appreciation, although he didn't think that Ling Tian could be stronger than himself, but it was not easy for a young man to have such a deep internal strength. He was observing the situation from beginning to end, even though he was conceited, but he had a lot of scheming, and when he saw the stunning girl, he couldn't help but have evil thoughts and wanted to take it for himself, and he had already seen that the boy was not ordinary.

"Since you have an appointment, we can't bother, but I don't know why you set your date here? Although Ling Tian was dissatisfied, he did not show his dissatisfaction in his words.

"I Liu Qianyi don't need to explain to you, don't be nosy. Liu Qianyi is narrow-minded and has no one in his eyes, he usually hates people who claim to be righteous the most, although Ling Tian did not sarcastically mock him, he thought it was sarcasm, not to mention that the stunning beauty was on the side, which made him feel very displeased.

"Draw your sword. Ling Tian stopped talking, and pulled out the Xuanjin heavy sword tied to his back, and put the sword in his chest, and the things that could not be solved by words could only be solved with the sword.

"Don't be too arrogant, kid!" As he spoke, Liu Qianyi realized that this was an opportunity to defeat Ling Tian and kidnap Bing Ning, as for the date with someone, he had already left it behind, and immediately drew out the sword, the sword body was as clear as a stream of water, exuding a burst of cold air. Ling Tian protected Bing Ning behind him, took a step forward, his posture was as steady as a rock, the fighting spirit of the two of them suppressed the big man who had just hid behind the Taoist priest, but it had no effect on Bing Ning, she looked at Ling Tian with anticipation.

"Stop, your opponent is me Yi Fan!" I don't know when the blue-shirted swordsman in the corner stood between the two, and the fighting spirit exuded by the two of them was quickly broken.

"You are Yi Fan, what a mourning dog!" Liu Qianyi laughed wildly, the reason why he dared to provoke his opponent was because he had already figured out the details of the other party. "Don't worry, uncle, I won't kill you, I want you to tell that secret. ”

The murderous spirit is getting stronger!

"For thousands of years, the disciples of the Huashan Sect have adhered to the rules of the sect and never acted mischiefly, when did you come out of this scum?" Ling Tian's words were like a needle piercing Liu Qianyi's most vulnerable place, it was because of his misdeeds that he had just been expelled from the sect.

Liu Qianyi has completely lost control, and Yi Fan has put on a good posture