Cups, no stop tavern.

Not a single guest today.

Ling Feng leaned on the bench at the door, holding a wine jug in his hand, and muttered words in his mouth.

"Ask what the world is like, and teach life and death to make a promise."

Grunt.

After taking a big sip of wine, Ling Feng's mind was full of Lin Xuan's figure. "Xuanxuan, I really like you so much."

"It's a pity she doesn't like you." Wang Yu walked slowly from not far away, and the surrounding streets were covered with a faint demonic aura.

Ling Feng looked at the demonic qi around him, his eyes full of mockery.

"Since you are a member of the Dao Alliance, have you calculated a hexagram for yourself?" Wang Yu sat opposite Ling Feng and asked with a smile.

"Of course."

Ling Feng said playfully. "I calculated that you would have a bloody plague today."

As soon as the words fell.

A purple and green sword rose up behind Ling Feng, "Kill!" ”

Countless demonic qi poured out from Wang Yu's body.

Ling Feng stabbed forward with the purple and green sword in his hand, and the invisible barrier formed by the demonic qi directly intercepted the Lianren sword.

"Damn! How is this possible? ”

Ling Feng looked at Wang Yu in disbelief, this sword contained all the power of his sect-level cultivation, but he didn't expect that even Wang Yu's body couldn't touch it?

"That's it?"

Wang Yu stood up slowly, Ling Feng's forehead was oozing with beads of sweat. "What the hell are you monster?"

"Monsters?" Wang Yu laughed. "It's your sword intent that's too weak."

"Am I weak?" Ling Feng shook his head frantically. "What are you? I am the future heir of the Heavenly Sword Sect! ”

After speaking, Ling Feng began to swing the purple and green sword in his hand.

In a flash.

Countless sword qi struck towards Wang Yu.

Wang Yu took a deep breath and pushed his palms forward, and the huge phantom formed by the condensation of demonic qi instantly blocked in front of Wang Yu.

"The thing in you has awakened." Ling Feng floated in the air, looking at Wang Yu, who was haunted by demonic qi below, a trace of disgust appeared on his face.

"What's on me?" Wang Yu looked dazed.

"Looks like you don't know anything." Ling Feng said with a smile. "Then I'll be a good person, and let you know when you die."

"Do you think the pendant around your neck is really a token of love?"

"That's just the magic weapon that the Lin family used to seal you."

"It's really pitiful, you have been eroded by demons since you were a child, if the Lin family hadn't stopped you, the five major sects would have killed you into scum a long time ago!"

Wang Yu on the ground was confused.

Demon Erosion? Monsters in the body? This monster isn't talking about his own demon soul, right?

At that time, Wang Yu didn't understand the rules of this world, and the demon soul often got out of control at the beginning, but then suddenly stabilized.

Wang Yu looked at the pendant around his neck, and the power coming from it was quite soft.

"What? After knowing the truth, does it feel like being alive is a joke? Ling Feng continued to taunt. That's it, I'll do good things to the end, your wife, I'll take care of it in the future. ”

After speaking.

Ling Feng raised the purple and green sword in his hand.

In a flash.

A thunderclap flashed in the sky.

"Nine days of thunder." Ling Feng pinched the sword technique in his left hand, and the purple and green sword in his right hand began to condense the power of heavenly thunder.

The huge aura fluctuation attracted the attention of all forces in Baichuan City.

"Sect-level master?" Standing in front of the office window, he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Castle Peak Psychiatric Hospital.

In the dean's office, Lei Li was looking at the report from the front line, and suddenly frowned. "These people are such nonsense!"

Glasses don't stop in the air of the tavern.

Ling Feng looked like he was winning. "What other words do you have?"

Wang Yu on the ground said lightly. "Is that all you have?"

Ling Feng paused for a moment, and Wang Yu continued. "Actually, the monster you are talking about is just my soul."

"What?" Ling Feng looked at Wang Yu in disbelief.

"By the way, this pendant does have the power of sealing, but this one is Lin Xuan's, and my one has been shattered."

After Wang Yu finished speaking, he directly sacrificed the demon soul, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color.

The thunder in the air was flattened by this momentum in the blink of an eye.

Ling Feng looked at Wang Yu, who was full of demonic energy in front of him, and his whole person trembled unconsciously. "Impossible, impossible, impossible, you are just an ordinary person, how can you have this kind of power....."

"Superficial."

Wang Yu waved his claws at Ling Feng, and Ling Feng hurriedly blocked the purple and green sword in front of him.

Click.

The purple and green sword was directly broken by Wang Yu's claws.

"My sword!" Ling Feng's eyes showed a look of deep fear, and Wang Yu roared at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng fell directly from the air, slamming into the roof of the cup.

Ahem.

As soon as Ling Feng propped up his body, he was trampled on his face by Wang Yu, who fell from the sky.

There was a sound of bones shattering, and the bones in Ling Feng's body cracked at the same time.

"Tell me, what qualifications do you have to play with me? I still think about my wife, I think you are just lighting in the pit and looking for death. ”

Ling Feng was scolded by Wang Yu without saying a word.

At this time.

Several aura fluctuations were heard not far away, and a glimmer of hope rose in Ling Feng's heart. "Wang Yu, you are dead today, I am the descendant of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the cadre of the Dao Alliance, you just wash up and wait to go to hell!"

When Wang Yu heard these words, he directly held his forehead and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Ling Feng's voice trembled and asked.

"The heirs of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the cadres of the Dao Alliance, are there any great things about these false names?" Wang Yu asked with a smile.

Ling Feng sighed, suddenly not knowing how to answer.

"Let me see how many dirty things you've done." Wang Yu mentioned Ling Feng, "Look into my eyes." ”

This time, Wang Yu showed no mercy, and the powerful power of the Demon King instantly invaded Ling Feng's brain.

"Don't!" Ling Feng felt a tingling pain in his brain, and then he lost consciousness.

Ten minutes later.

The barrier disappears.

The people from the Death and Dao Alliance rushed to the door of the Cup Mo Stop Tavern, only to see Ling Feng being hung under the signboard, his upper body naked, and the word sinner written on his body.

"Ling Feng?"

Stepping forward from the guard, Ling Feng's eyes were glazed at this time, and he had obviously become a waste.

"Who hung you here?"

Ling Feng didn't answer, and smirked vigorously. "I am a sinner, I am a sinner....."

At this time, the steward of the Dao Alliance saw the confession on the ground, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. "Ling Feng, you're actually ....."

He sighed and looked down, and the confession recorded in detail the crime of colluding with the demon clan and using the tavern as a cover to absorb the breath of life of ordinary people.

Payment, the light of the Daomeng.

"What do you think?" The steward asked with an ugly face.

"I see with my eyes." He waved his hand. "Come on, stop the cup and seal it for me, and then bring Ling Feng back to the Spirit Bureau."

"Death, are you crazy?" The steward hurriedly persuaded him. "Even if this matter is true, now that Ling Feng is gone, if he is arrested again, where will the face of the Heavenly Sword Sect go?"

"Heavenly Sword Gate wants to save face, don't I just lose face?" Liwu snorted. "Take it away."