Twilight.

Huge horse-drawn carriages run along the town's modest avenues.

The horse's hooves trampled, slowed down, began to move slowly, and finally stopped.

Deng Yuru was the first to get out of the carriage and saw an inn in front of him.

On a three-zhang high flagpole, four large lanterns were provoked. Vermilion lanterns, black letters!

"Tianyun Inn ......!" Chu Feng looked at the name of the inn, and his expression moved slightly: "It seems that it is not far from Shaolin Temple......!" ”

"Finally I don't have to get on the carriage...!"

Deng Yuru's voice seemed to be a crisp bell, crisp and sweet gentleness, her footsteps moved lightly, and she happily entered the inn, and saw that the lobby was full of people.

Everyone in the lobby heard the pleasant sound of the silver bell and turned their heads to look at the door one by one.

Seeing that it was such a beautiful and delicate beauty as Deng Yuru, I couldn't help but have bright eyes, and looked at Deng Yuru unscrupulously.

Among them, there are several underworld bigwigs, whose eyes are like tigers, as if they are staring at the little sheep, and the eagle is staring at the little white rabbit.

Deng Yuru is naturally the little sheep, the little white rabbit!

"Little beauty, come to me, I still have a vacant place." A big man with a gloomy face called out, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

He has a bushy beard and is very long. There was also a half-inch knife on the side. This broadsword was as smooth as a mirror, and it was obviously something he loved very much. One of his hands gripped the broadsword tightly, and he didn't let go even when he was eating.

"Old ghost of Xishan, is there such a rude person as you?" A fair-skinned man said in a crepe tone. He was as beautiful as jade, with a smile on his face, as if he were a showman.

"Hmph, what do the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes care about these etiquettes?" The old ghost of Xishan snorted coldly: "Like you, then what kind of rivers and lakes are we messing with!" ”

Suddenly, his eyes flickered. Hehe looked at Deng Yuru: "Come and do it with me." This white-clothed show is a flower thief. ……！ ”

"Don't listen to this girl frame me, he is a famous executioner in Shanxi......!"

After the two spoke. Several invitations rang out in succession above the lobby.

These people here are all strange shapes. At a glance, you can tell that he is a person from the left side of the rivers and lakes.

"I don't think you guys are any good people...!"

When Deng Yuru saw such a situation, she was immediately in a dilemma, and her smiling face gradually froze. Before the footsteps stop at the threshold, they have to turn away.

"Why, the girl doesn't want to sit with us...?"

The old ghost of Shanxi frowned suddenly, his burly and upright figure stood up, and in the blink of an eye, his body was like an arrow from the string, and he was in front of Deng Yuru, and he was about to grab Deng Yuru's wrist.

"Wait...!"

A deep voice came: "You are a famous person, can you embarrass someone else's girl...!" ”

The old ghost of Xishan glanced at the person who spoke, and saw that he was a young man of medium stature, he was dashing, with a hat on his head, and a prodigal and cynical appearance, and the long knife immediately stood sideways, and sneered: "Where did you come from...... Dare to mind your uncle's and my gossip! ”

As soon as the words fell, his long knife turned, and the shadow of the knife danced into a swirling light, sweeping past, the air seemed to collapse, and the cold light flashed, and the long knife had stabbed in front of him.

People in the rivers and lakes draw swords against each other if they don't agree with each other, this is a common thing.

"It's your business...... mind!"

The young man's face remained unchanged, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he pointed sideways.

Bite!

The sword light was like scattered fireworks, shattering layer by layer.

The old ghost of Shanxi only felt that an indescribable sharp aura was coming, and the long knife trembled, carrying a majestic strength, and it was broken in two in an instant!

In the blink of an eye, the old ghost of Shanxi had staggered, took several steps back, and looked at the knife body that was still half a piece left.

"What a strong internal strength!"

The other tables in the lobby were distracted!

"You dare to break my sword?"

The old ghost of Xishan came back to his senses, was furious, and rushed towards the young man like a ghost!

This is his set of unique methods, and it is also the origin of his name! The old ghost of Shanxi will never be a knife technique!

"The knife that can be broken by me will not be a treasure sword!" The young man smiled, "This knife is too expensive...... ”

His figure is calm, his steps are stepping, flashing and moving, extremely dexterous, even if the old ghost in Shanxi is weird, he can't catch half an inch of the young man's clothes!

"Abominable...!"

The old ghost in Shanxi was stunned, and the three corpse gods who were almost angry jumped violently, "If you have the ability, don't run...!" ”

"Haha! Old ghost in Xishan, your body is not as good as me! The young man laughed: "Your fists and feet are even worse than my ......!" The youth stopped.

"Kill...!"

The old ghost of Shanxi stared at the cold light, and in the loud shouting, his whole body was surging with energy, only to hear a crackling sound, and the tables, chairs and benches beside him couldn't stand the pressure of expansion and shattered.

At the same time, the old ghost of Shanxi waved his arms, his dry arm swelled up in an instant, the green tendons protruded, a big futon-like hand flew, and the five-fingered hook met the young man.

Bang!

The two palms collided in mid-air without any scruples, and the exuberant energy kicked up dust all over the ground and scattered in all directions.

Bang! Vomit!

The old ghost in Shanxi was shocked in shock, and he was suddenly knocked out three feet away, smashed on a table and chair, and vomited out a mouthful of blood!

"You, what's your name...!" The old ghost of Shanxi got up, covered his chest, staggered, retreated to the door, and looked at the young man fiercely.

"Xiao Wu! Martial arts mediocre martial arts...! The young man smiled and groaned.

"Okay, you wait and see...!" The old ghost of Xishan quickly left the inn.

"Xiao Wu...!" Deng Yuru looked at the young man, her bright big eyes blinked, revealing a hint of curiosity.

Bang!

Suddenly, a figure smashed into the lobby, and a table and chair had been smashed.

"You ......"

This man stretched up his arms, and spit out blood in his mouth, mixed with pieces of internal organs, and he was an old ghost in Xishan.

The internal organs of the old ghost in Xishan have been injured by Chu Feng's sleeves, and he has more air out and less air in!

"Since there is hatred, we must cut down the grass and eradicate ......!"

Chu Feng strode into the lobby, clapped his hands, revealing a wisp of cold color, and looked at Qiu Fengwu: "Even if your strength rises greatly, no matter how powerful your Peacock Villa is, it will be difficult to withstand the continuous provocation of enemies...... Right...! ”

"It's you... Chu Feng, the master of the Blue Dragon Society...! ”

Qiu Fengwu saw Chu Feng who entered from the gate, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart, and his mind was upset: "Why did you come here...!" ”

"What, I can't come...?"

"Well, Chu Feng accompanied me to send a congratulatory gift to Master Ruyi!" Deng Yuru pouted.

"How could the Lord of the Blue Dragon Guild send a congratulatory gift to Master Ruyi......

Qiu Fengwu's heart was dark: "Chu Feng is extremely dangerous, there must be some conspiracy ......!" ”

Chu Feng's expression was waveless, he threw a few taels of silver to the shopkeeper, looked around at the surrounding environment, and suddenly his eyes froze: "Bai Yujing...!" ”

"Lord!"

Bai Yujing walked to Chu Feng's side, lowered his head slightly, and suddenly his eyes flashed: "I wish the master great progress in martial arts...!" ”

"Huh?"

Chu Feng showed a look of curiosity, stared at Bai Yujing, and looked at his eyes that had no waves but had gone through vicissitudes: "You can actually see that my martial arts have advanced ......!" ”

Chu Feng's martial arts have broken through the innate realm and reached the realm of transforming qi, and the control of true qi has been superb, and it is wonderful to the peak!

His true qi converges with the dantian, like a clear sky, flowing clouds, and like an ocean of thousands of miles, the waves are not born! If an ordinary innate master wants to discover Chu Feng's strength, it is extremely difficult!

But now Bai Yujing can actually discover Chu Feng's strength!

"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. The immortals stroke my top, and the hair is immortalized! ”

Chu Feng's eyes flashed, and he praised: "Bai Yujing, you are indeed the number one general of my Blue Dragon Society!" ”

"The master of the meeting is too prestigious, and his subordinates dare not be ......" Bai Yujing bowed his head slightly.

Boom!!!

At this moment, Chu Feng suddenly made a move, the sleeves of his robe swelled, and the strength in his sleeves was urgent, and the tables and chairs around him were separated to both sides as if they were pushed by an invisible big hand, and some of the Jianghu people who were eating on both sides were also suddenly affected, staggered and pushed, and fell to the ground.

These people in the rivers and lakes are not blind, they know that they have bumped into a first-class martial arts master fighting, and they don't dare to complain, they look horrified one by one, and many of them run away!

Under the agitation of true qi, Chu Feng's two robe sleeves can be rigid or soft, as rigid as gold and iron, as soft as silk, and with a sweep of his sleeves, his fierce energy blows out of his face.

Bai Yujing's body moved slightly, his thumb flicked, the immortal sword suddenly came out of the sheath, and the sharp and killing energy pierced out of the air, and he killed it!

"Your strength has reached such a ......"

Chu Feng was a little moved!

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