Jin Shengshui's face turned pale and said, "Old Ji, he seems to be trying to kill us."

Ji Yansheng was also a little nervous, and said, "Won't it, everyone is watching, in broad daylight, he wants to kill someone?"

It can be seen that Jin Shengshui and Ji Yansheng are afraid.

But the two of them were caught, and there was no way to escape, otherwise, they would have escaped a long time ago.

Seeing that Cheng Jiao was about to walk up to the two of them.

Ji Yansheng said loudly, "I am the leader of Lingzhou Zhuyou, you can't kill me."

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Jiao sneered: "Zhu You, leader? Lingzhou?"

Some cultivators with stinky feet immediately echoed and laughed, "The leader of Lingzhou's Zhuyou is not even a hair in our Shangjing."

"You're embarrassed to say, something!"

Ji Yansheng: "......"

Jin Shengshui stammered, "I'm ...... I am working for the people of hell. I have something important to do, and you can't kill me."

Cheng Jiao said faintly, "Today, I just want to kill you and prove to the world that I, Cheng Jiao, am not afraid of any people in the underworld. I and the underworld are inseparable, and we do not share the heavens."

Jin Shengshui: "......"

He was a little speechless and said, "You have a conflict with the people of the underworld, don't be angry with me."

"If you have the ability, you kill the people of the underworld, what are you killing?"

"Isn't it because I'm weak and easier to kill?"

Cheng Jiao's face was even more angry.

Jin Shengshui cautiously said to Ji Yansheng, "Elder Ji, did I say the wrong thing?"

Ji Yansheng snorted and said, "I feel like we're going to die this time."

Jin Shengshui plopped and sat down on the ground.

I felt like he was about to cry.

At this time, Dongfang Yu said, "Master Cheng, as far as I know, the two of them seem to be friends with Fuyang."

Cheng Jiao: "Huh?"

Dongfang Yu said, "When I was in Lingzhou, I heard Fu Yang talk about the two of them."

"Fuyang once inquired about the whereabouts of these two people."

Cheng Jiao said faintly, "That's the best. I killed both of them, just in time to force Fuyang to come to me for a duel."

Dongfang Yu frowned and said, "Shouldn't they be kept and brought Fu Yang over?"

"If you lose, return these two to Fuyang."

"If you win, catch all three of them."

Cheng Jiao sneered and said, "Those who insult me will die, and I can't wait for a moment."

Then, Cheng Jiao slashed down at Jin Shengshui's head with a sword.

I was taken aback, it seems that Cheng Jiao is really murderous.

Not only Jin Shengshui and Ji Yansheng, but even me, actually didn't believe that Cheng Jiao dared to kill people in public.

But...... He just killed him.

This is Shangjing. This is not the kind of place in Lingzhou where a random horse can cover the sky with one hand.

What's more, there are so many practitioners here.

Even if Cheng Jiao has a high status, can he be so high that so many people can shut up together?

But he really has the confidence to shut up so many people.

This is the killing of two innocent cultivators in public.

I can't take it anymore.

If you endure it any longer, Jin Shengshui will definitely die.

I quietly grabbed a spoon from the table next to me and flicked it on my fingers.

The spoon was like a silver light, and it slammed into Cheng Jiao.

With a clang, the spoon fell to the ground, and Cheng Jiao's long sword also fell to the ground.

And he hasn't reacted yet, still using his hands to gesture with the chopping motion, which looks very funny.

Ji Yansheng turned his head, looked at Jin Shengshui with a wink, and said suspiciously, "Yes...... You did it?"

"You kid...... And a hand hidden?"

Jin Shengshui was shocked and frightened

said, "I really wish it was ***. How...... Oh no."

He looked at Ji Yansheng and said, "Old Ji, did you do it? You're not going to be able to do a lot of power, you've been hiding it from me."

Ji Yansheng said, "I hope."

Then the two men hugged their fists in all directions and said, "Thank you for your help......

Cheng Jiao held his sword and yelled angrily, "Who is sneaking around in the shadows? Don't you want to die?"

No one came forward.

Of course, no one is willing to stand up.

Cheng Jiao sneered: "Since you want to be a turtle with a shrunken head, I don't bother to pay attention to you."

Then, he stabbed at Ji Yansheng with a sword.

Ji Yansheng snorted lightly and resisted with his sword.

Although he blocked Cheng Jiao's sword, he also took a step back, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Cheng Jiao sneered and said, "Is this the strength of the leader of Lingzhou Zhuyou?"

Then, he slashed another sword at Ji Yansheng's throat.

Ji Yansheng wanted to hide, but the sword was like a poisonous snake, always following Ji Yansheng's throat, and it was about to be stabbed at any time.

Finally, Ji Yansheng was forced into a corner and had nowhere to escape.

And at that moment, the fork in my hand was thrown out.

With a clang, the sword in Cheng Jiao's hand fell again.

There was silence in the hall.

It's a shame, it's a shame.

Knocked down twice, I don't know who did it.

Everyone is embarrassed for Cheng Jiao.

Cheng Jiao clenched his fists and roared angrily.

He punched Ji Yansheng, looking at that posture, he had to kill Ji Yansheng.

It seems that only by killing Ji Yansheng can he get back face.

I frowned and threw another pair of chopsticks out.

Then I heard a scream.

Cheng Jiao's two palms each have a chopstick inserted.

Blood trickled to the ground.

Cheng Jiao was going crazy.

At this time, the old man suddenly stood up and walked straight towards me.

I chuckled in my heart: did he see it?

What I just did was very hidden, and it was a chopstick thrown out behind a middle-aged man, so it stands to reason that it shouldn't be discovered.

But the old man really came over.

He looked at the middle-aged man in front of me and said, "Just now, the old man saw a phantom that flew out from here."

The middle-aged man was stupefied and stammered, "It's not me."

The old man sneered, "Of course I know it's not you."

"You don't have the strength, you don't have the guts."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes."

The old man flicked his hand, and the middle-aged man staggered to the side.

The old man looked at me and said, "You're a little embarrassed. Forks, knives, chopsticks. You should have thrown it out."