readx;? After piercing the palm of the bamboo pole with chopsticks, Zhao Jingfeng's right leg also kicked out suddenly, kicked the chest of the bamboo pole, and directly kicked the thin body of the bamboo pole flying a distance of three meters, and finally pressed across a dining table and fell to the ground in embarrassment. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the few casual cultivators sitting at the table immediately left here, for fear of being affected, although Zhao Jingfeng's age did not seem to be very old, but the strength he showed at this moment and the ruthless methods deterred many people in the restaurant.

The few casual cultivators who were sitting at this table for dinner naturally wouldn't go and turn their faces with Zhao Jingfeng for such a trivial matter.

Seeing the fate of the bamboo pole, the four scattered cultivators who came with the bamboo pole had obviously sluggish expressions on their faces, but they immediately recovered, staring at Zhao Jingfeng with fierce eyes, their eyes full of killing intent.

"You dare to do something to the people of our Beichuan faction, you are impatient. A young man with an angry face on his face said angrily at Zhao Jingfeng, and before the words fell, a giant sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he stabbed at Zhao Jingfeng with a wave of his hand.

The corner of Zhao Jingfeng's mouth showed an imperceptible sneer, and then he snorted lightly, and a silver-white slender divine sword appeared in his hand in an instant, and the word "Yan Xi" was engraved on the sword face close to the hilt.

As soon as Yan Xijian appeared, under the control of Zhao Jingfeng, it turned into a silver-white lightning, stabbing towards the young man at an incredible speed, and finally the last came first, when the giant sword in the young man's hand just arrived halfway away, Yan Xijian seemed to be a ghost, suddenly appeared in front of his throat, and stayed there steadily, and the tip of the sword had pierced the outer layer of thin skin of the young man's throat.

Feeling a slight pain in his throat, the young man's face changed dramatically, and in an instant he became pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and a drop of cold sweat squeezed out of his forehead, covering his entire forehead in the blink of an eye, and the giant sword in his hand also stopped in mid-air under his strong control, and his body, also maintained the posture of waving the sword, not daring to move a bit, the young man's appearance at this moment, it seemed as if he was imprisoned by a mysterious force.

Looking at the silver-white long sword that appeared in front of the young man's throat at some point, the originally noisy restaurant instantly fell into a strange silence, and everyone stared at the silver-white Yanxi sword in Zhao Jingfeng's hand, and their eyes were full of disbelief and disbelief.

As for how this sword reached the throat of the young man, only a few two or three people in the restaurant faintly caught a little shadow, and most of them did not even see the silver that the sword passed by, but only found a white light that flashed and disappeared at an extremely fast speed.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and after a while, the sound of gasping cold air sounded in the quiet restaurant, and at this moment, everyone in the restaurant looked at Zhao Jingfeng with deep shock.

The young man who was pressed by Zhao Jingfeng against his throat with a sword did not dare to move at the moment, as if he was afraid that as long as he moved, the sword would pierce his throat.

"This little brother, please be merciful, we are from the Beichuan faction, this matter is our fault, and I hope you will let our senior brother go. At this time, a middle-aged man spoke, his tone was extremely gentle, and even the expression on his face was sincere.

Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng's eyes skimmed slightly, looked at the middle-aged man, hesitated slightly, and then slowly put down the Yan Xi Sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Get out!"

Hearing this, an angry look flashed in the eyes of the young man who was pointed at his throat with a sword by Zhao Jingfeng, but he had just escaped the catastrophe, and he didn't dare to say anything at this moment.

When Yan Xijian disappeared in his hand, Zhao Jingfeng glanced coldly at a few people, and then directly took out a gold leaf from the space belt and still put it on the table, and said in a flat tone: "Xiao Er, settle the bill!" Immediately, Zhao Jingfeng walked directly towards the outside of the restaurant.

When such a thing happened, Zhao Jingfeng didn't have the heart to stay here anymore, and after eating and drinking just now, his stomach was already full.

Then, just when Zhao Jingfeng hadn't taken a few steps, the middle-aged man who had made peace with Zhao Jingfeng flashed a fierce murderous aura, and then his eyes and the other three looked at each other, and several people nodded slightly at the same time, and then, as if the four of them had already discussed, a magic weapon appeared in their hands, and in different directions, they attacked all the key points on Zhao Jingfeng's body at the same time.

Feeling the movement coming from behind, Zhao Jingfeng's eyes were cold, and the strong killing intent flashed away from his eyes, and then his body shook slightly, just when several magic weapons that came from behind were about to hit him, Zhao Jingfeng's body had already crossed a distance of two meters forward at a very fast speed, just avoiding the attack range of several magic weapons behind him, at the same time, the silver Yan Xi sword appeared on his right hand in an instant, Zhao Jingfeng suddenly turned around, faced the four people, stepped out with one foot to close the distance between himself and the four people, and his right arm shook suddenly, driving Yan Xi Sword to stab towards a middle-aged man closest to him at a very fast speed。

With a flash of white light like lightning, Yan Xijian had already approached the middle-aged man's body in an instant, and stabbed towards his throat quickly.

The strength of this middle-aged man is obviously not weak, at least much stronger than the previous young man, seeing the direction of Zhao Jingfeng Yanxi's sword, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became solemn, and he immediately withdrew the giant sword that was cut out as fast as he could, and placed it in front of his throat.

"Ding!"

Just when the middle-aged man had just finished this action, the tip of Yan Xijian's sword had already pierced the palm-wide sword surface of the giant sword, and with a steely soft sound, a shallow trace had already appeared on the sword surface of the giant sword.

The sword momentum was blocked, Zhao Jingfeng showed a mocking look on his face, and then the light in his eyes flashed, and the next moment, Yan Xijian's sword body, suddenly burst out of a hazy sword light, although it was not powerful, but the fierceness hidden in it made many people in the restaurant feel it, and then, Zhao Jingfeng kicked the ground with his feet, and at the same time twisted his body, the whole body hung in the air, forming a straight line hanging in mid-air and rotating rapidly, and the Yan Xi sword, also driven by Zhao Jingfeng's rapidly rotating body, began to rotate rapidly like an electric machine, and at the tip of the sword, the sharp sword qi was even more powerful。

"Hiss!"

With an unusually ugly sound resounding throughout the restaurant, under the rapid rotation of Yan Xijian's electric transfer machine, the strong piercing force directly drilled a two-finger-wide hole in the middle-aged man's giant sword, and then Yan Xi's sword was like a broken bamboo, continuing to go deeper along the hole, and finally pierced his throat deeply under the middle-aged man's frightened and unbelievable gaze.

The toes landed lightly, Zhao Jingfeng's movements looked calm and chic, and then immediately pulled out the Yan Xi sword that stabbed into the throat of the middle-aged man, the action did not stop for a moment, and before the other three could react, Yan Xi Jian turned into a silver-white lightning bolt again, stabbing towards the young man who had done it to him before.

"Poof!"

In the face of Zhao Jingfeng's extremely fast sword, this young man, who was much weaker than the middle-aged man before, had no power to resist at all, and before he could react at all, Yan Xi's sword had already pierced his throat, and suddenly, bright red blood gushed out.

In just less than a breath, Zhao Jingfeng had successfully killed the other two with lightning speed, which made the entire restaurant feel unbelievable.

Killed the two, Zhao Jingfeng's expression on his face did not change in the slightest, and then his eyes turned to the remaining two, and the Yan Xi sword in his hand trembled suddenly, but just when he was about to attack the remaining two, he didn't want the two of them to actually take back the natal soul treasure, and at the same time knelt down and kept kowtowing, and shouted in his mouth: "Hero spare your life, hero spare your life!" Please don't kill us, we will never dare to do anything to the hero in the future. ”

The actions of the two of them made the people in the entire restaurant stunned, but casual is a natural demeanor, there are all kinds of people in the Soul Treasure Star, some iron-clad men would rather lose their lives than bow their heads to others and admit their mistakes, and some people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, when their lives are threatened, they will do anything, and even betray their brothers and Taoist friends.

Zhao Jingfeng slowly put down Yan Xi's sword, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, his eyes looked coldly at the two people who were kneeling on the ground and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, his brows furrowed slightly, and there was a little more contempt in his eyes when he looked at the two.

Seeing that Zhao Jingfeng lowered the divine sword in his hand, the two disciples of the Beichuan faction who kowtowed and begged for mercy thought that Zhao Jingfeng had really let them go, and their faces couldn't help showing a look of joy, and then, before they could be happy, an indifferent word made the happy look on their faces froze.

"I've given you a chance before, but it's a pity that you don't cherish it yourself, and now it's too late to beg for mercy. A low and indifferent voice came out of Zhao Jingfeng's mouth, and as soon as the words fell, Zhao Jingfeng's right hand suddenly burst, and the whole arm turned into an afterimage, sweeping out at a very fast speed, and under the drive of the arm, the shocking wind held in his right hand turned into a silver-white lightning bolt, stabbing towards the two of them.

Before the two cultivators could react, the sharp blade of Yan Xijian's sword gently passed over their necks, leaving a small blood mark like a thread, and the next moment, a large amount of blood flowed out from this small blood mark, instantly staining their necks.

If these two scattered cultivators fought hard, if Zhao Jingfeng wanted to kill them, it would not work without some effort, maybe they would be lucky enough to escape from Zhao Jingfeng's hands, but unfortunately they had been frightened by Zhao Jingfeng's lightning strength to kill two companions, and the fear in their hearts made them have no idea of resisting, which led to being killed by Zhao Jingfeng so easily.

After killing the two of them effortlessly, Zhao Jingfeng's body shook slightly, and he reappeared in front of the last person who was completely frightened, and the Yan Xi sword in his hand turned into a silver-white light, which gently swept through his neck like lightning.

The five disciples of the Beichuan faction, in just a few breaths, all died in the hands of Zhao Jingfeng.

After killing the five people, Zhao Jingfeng's face did not change in the slightest, and then he took out a few gold leaves from the storage belt again and still put them on the table, and said in an indifferent tone: "These gold leaves are considered to be the cleaning fee for you!" Dropping this sentence, Zhao Jingfeng calmly walked out of the restaurant.

Soul Treasure Star is a very cruel world, there are disputes and fights everywhere here, and for such things, the people living in Soul Treasure Star have long been accustomed to it, although there is a bloody case in the restaurant at the moment, but for the diners in the restaurant, as long as the matter does not involve themselves, it can be regarded as a good show, and the bloody scene will not affect their appetite for eating.

Seeing Zhao Jingfeng leave, the entire restaurant fell into a strange silence, at this moment, everyone forgot to eat, and stared blankly at the direction Zhao Jingfeng left and the five disciples of the Beichuan faction who had died, from their eyes, they could still see the look of shock and disbelief.

After a long time, in the quiet restaurant, there was finally a gasping sound, and then, a voice mixed with exclamation sounded in the quiet restaurant:

"It's such a fast sword, not only is it so fast that people can't react, but the precise control is also the first time I've seen it in so many years of walking the Soul Treasure Star. The one who spoke was a middle-aged man in a blue robe, and he was also one of the few people in the restaurant who could faintly catch the shadow of the sword.

"This person doesn't look very old, but his strength is not weak, and he is also very ruthless, and he is fatal with a direct blow, it seems that he is not a person born in a great family, or there is a very amazing master behind him. ”

"I just don't know what his name is, with his strength, it would be nice if he could join our Scattered Cultivation Sect, and then the strength of our Scattered Cultivation Sect will increase a lot. A young man muttered in a low voice.

As soon as the young man's voice fell, a person who seemed to be about the same age as him sitting next to him spoke: "Okay, don't be whimsical here, he looks much younger than you, but he has such strength, such a person's identity is not so simple, we are a small scattered cultivation sect, but we can't attract such a master to join, and besides, he killed five disciples of the Beichuan faction here, the Beichuan faction will definitely not give up." ”