"Ladies and gentlemen, please come here, what kind of food does this girl want?"

When Yue Lingshan and Ling Hu Chong walked into the Fengbo Building, the guys in the lobby immediately greeted them diligently, "Ladies and gentlemen, although our Fengbo Building is not the No. 1 building in Fuzhou, it is the restaurant with the most frequent visits by countless high-rollers, you are in the right place." ”

"Whatever private room you want, whatever kind of cuisine, we'll serve it right away."

Yue Lingshan pointed to the white-robed figure in front of him, and the guy immediately changed color: "Heroes, the top floor of the restaurant on Lin Gongzi's house, where has it been covered, I don't entertain outsiders, I hope to bear with me."

"How can there be so much nonsense!"

Yue Lingshan directly followed Chen Jun's pace, and Ling Hu Chong had no choice but to push away the guy and follow him to the top floor.

Above the top floor.

When Chen Jun picked up the stairs from the steps, he saw many high-rollers with swords and swords, and Lin Zhennan was sitting in the center, and a cyan robe dwarf was opposite, which should be Yu Canghai.

In addition, Yue Buqun sat on the edge of the restaurant, leisurely, with an attitude of being two things and me, and next to him were many small sects in Fuzhou City that were invited by Lin Zhennan to help with boxing, such as the Yin Palm Gang, the Iron Fist Gang, the Black Wind Sect and other non-mainstream sects.

"Ping'er?"

Lin Zhennan was slightly stunned when he saw Chen Jun coming up.

When everyone heard the voice and raised their eyes to see Chen Jun's figure, they couldn't help but admire it in their hearts, and secretly felt pity.

Now that Lin Zhennan's negotiations with the Qingcheng faction are at an impasse, the Fuwei Dart Bureau can't suppress Yu Canghai, the dragon who crosses the river, this hurdle can't be passed, and the handsome young man in front of him is definitely worried about his life.

"Lin Pingzhi?"

Yue Buqun's eyes flickered, but when he saw Ling Hu Chong and Yue Lingshan and the others who were following up, he couldn't help but be angry.

"Bang!"

The table in the center of the field slammed into pieces, Yu Canghai turned his head, looked up at the young man in front of him, and said, "You are Lin Pingzhi who killed my son?" ”

The voice of Sichuan and Shu was condensed into a line, revealing an awe-inspiring chill, which made many people from the unpopular sects present shrink their bodies.

"I'm Lin Pingzhi, you will recognize it, but on the day your apprentice passed the word on my behalf, and I took your head from your neck and hung it outside the gate of Fuzhou City, do you know?" Chen Jun said calmly.

Everyone looked at the indifferent young man like a madman, and it really shouldn't be said that he was fearless or ignorant.

The head of the first faction in the rivers and lakes is at least a first-class master, such as the Qingcheng faction, which has a long history and profound heritage, can not be underestimated.

If the Fuwei Dart Game is a nouveau riche, the Qingcheng faction is really strong, and Yu Canghai is by no means an opponent even if he comes to the Fuwei Dart Game alone.

Some of the idle charlatans shook their heads in their hearts.

"Look for death!"

Yu Canghai drank sharply, his sleeve robe shook, and the table next to him instantly flipped and slammed into it, and even Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan and others in the rear also shrouded their bodies.

Yue Lingshan's demeanor was calm and not nervous, and Yue Buqun didn't make a move, Ling Hu Chong hesitated, looking at the young figure in front of him, just took a step forward, and the flying table was immediately torn apart like a crack and turned into wood chips.

At the same time, a sword light suddenly parted and split in half as the table debris flew into the sky.

"Qingcheng Songfeng swordsmanship, like the strength of the pine, like the speed of the wind!"

The eyesight of others has already said Yu Canghai's stunt, everyone looked over, the sword light poured out, but it was as loose and tenacious as the wind.

"It's a pity that a handsome boy." Lin Zhennan got up suddenly.

"Ding~"

The sharp and swift sound of gold and iron erupted, and immediately blasted the table crumbs into the audience, and some people immediately covered their ears and couldn't help but look over.

A golden fist covered the pressure down, as if it was splitting Huashan, majestic and unstoppable.

Yu Canghai's heart was terrified, and it was almost difficult to control the long sword, how could it be, this was just the beginning, and suddenly his eyes were like being pricked by needles, and he felt like he was going to run for his life under this punch.

"Melon son!"

Shocked and angry, Yu Canghai roared, the Dao crown on his head exploded in the midst of the vigorous qi, his eyes were as cold as ice, and his Dao robe was bulging, as if he had been poured into it by a strong wind. With a sword in one hand, the other cuff robe bulged, and suddenly slapped out with one arm, the true qi was in the air, wanton strangulation, and the entire storm tower trembled slightly.

"Urging the heart!"

Yue Buqun's eyes narrowed slightly, this is the Qingcheng Sect's peerless learning, urging the heart, the heart of the person in the heart will be split into seven or eight pieces and die.

Bang!

A thunderbolt exploded and fell into the air, rolling and fluctuating like an ocean, sweeping and tearing the tables, chairs and benches on the top floor of the stormy building, and spilling wine on the ground.

"What?"

The crowd's eyes widened in disbelief of their eyes.

Yu Canghai, a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, was repelled by a palm and retreated four or five steps, and at the same time, his face was hideous, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

"What a pig and a tiger."

Everyone was deceived by him, Yue Buqun didn't have any thoughts in his heart, just stared at the palm of the white-robed figure that faintly emitted golden light.

At the beginning, he was also injured by this palm technique, and after returning to the inn, he spent several days of hard work, but it still has not healed, and his kidneys are still dull pain.

Because of this, he consulted the classics and learned that this palm technique was a mastery of the Kongtong faction, and the Seven Wounds Fist.

Hurt others first hurt yourself, and it is very domineering.

It's just that for some reason, Lin Pingzhi's face in front of him did not change, and there was no internal injury, and this only proved that he had trained his body to an extremely terrifying level, or cultivated the Zixia secret book to a profound realm in a short period of time.

Looking at Yu Canghai again, the Qingcheng faction is not as good as the Huashan faction has a top Taoist internal strength like Zixia, and at this moment, I am afraid that the five internal organs are afraid that they will be seriously injured.

"Brute!"

Yu Canghai felt the pain of his five internal organs so much that his heart was broken, his face twitched and deformed, and he roared, and an iron cable flying hook burst out of his sleeve robe, shooting out of the air towards Chen Jun.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and the wire hook shot out between the lightning and flint, but Yu Canghai jumped, like a snake-shaped raccoon dog flipping, and a palm suddenly pinched Lin Zhennan's neck.

"Lin Ping ......"

Before the words were finished, Yu Canghai turned his head and turned around, everyone felt their eyelids beating wildly, and their hairs stood upside down, only to see a ray of lightning suddenly come out of Chen Jun's hand, shooting through the sky, the edge could not be forced, and the point fell on Yu Canghai's eyebrows.

A trace of blood slowly seeped out from the center of Yu Canghai's eyebrows.

Tick!

Scarlet blood splattered on the plank, like a plum blossom in full bloom.

Everyone saw that Yu Canghai's eyes were full of unspeakable panic, and his mouth opened slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

Bang!

Yu Canghai's corpse fell with a bang, shaking the dust on the wooden board.

Everyone looked at the wide-eyed corpse on the ground, couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Some people raised their eyes to look at the indifferent figure, and the young man standing with his hands in his hands couldn't help but tremble.

Lin Zhennan looked at him with a complicated gaze.

This is really the original Lin Pingzhi who can only dance knives and guns, he could expect that his martial arts would improve by leaps and bounds, but he didn't expect that killing a generation of Jianghu leaders was actually between backhands, killing people was like slaughtering chickens.