One evening at the end of April, at the border of Hongwa Prefecture in Cangwu Kingdom, a black-faced young knight, dressed in rivers and lakes, with a green shirt and black cloak, with a hat, a long knife hanging from his waist, and a strong body.

It is called a small tavern, but it covers a wide area, and the big restaurant with six floors of the restaurant reaching up to the sky is already overcrowded at the moment.

The black-faced saber warrior went straight up to the sixth floor, walked to the table and chair in the center and sat down.

The sixth floor, which has only one table and chairs, has been regarded as a thing in the bag by several heroes of the rivers and lakes who are not low-means, and this number one person who appeared in a small place is obviously a little ignorant of the world.

All of a sudden, this small tavern, which had been chaotic and noisy, was now full of silence.

This black-faced young man has become the target of public criticism at this moment.

The aura of Hongwa Prefecture is relatively thin, and there are no big immortal sects, but there are also many small sects. Not to mention the situation in other states, compared to ordinary mortals, it is already considered to be superior.

Its shopkeeper is said to have been born in the Gushan lineage, and is one of the top immortal sects in Cangwu country, controlling one-fifth of the immortal business.

The small tavern is the holy land of the rivers and lakes in Hongwa Prefecture, and it is said to be a tavern, but it can actually be regarded as a large Jianghu sect.

Located in the middle of Hongwa Prefecture, there are branches and liquor stores all over the state, and buying and selling alcohol is only one of the businesses, mainly selling all kinds of intelligence, immortal weapons, talismans, pills and so on.

Nowadays, the rivers and lakes of Hongwa Prefecture are a mess, just because there is a small opportunity that suddenly emerges.

At the junction of Hongwa Prefecture and Changle Prefecture, a place where the immortal family was buried was found, and many treasures were present.

Originally, Hongwazhou couldn't eat this fatty meat, and he couldn't even drink a few mouthfuls of soup.

Under the efforts of the small tavern, many sects in Hongwa Prefecture sent people to help, and in the case of casualties, they finally had a harvest.

But it's only one serving, kept in a small tavern in Tongue Mountain. The families who have contributed to Hongwa Prefecture will fight again with their ability and speak with the size of a fist. And the tavern itself does not participate in this life-and-death struggle.

Now, a young man with a black face is the first to bear the brunt. Although it was a public outrage, no one dared to rush forward. To be able to go up to the sixth floor, at least you have to be in the Broken Ambiguity Realm or the Rainbow Qi Realm cultivation. I don't know what means this newborn calf used, it didn't reveal a trace of weather, so people couldn't detect the realm, so they could only be cautious.

Since it is in a small tavern, then someone will inevitably come out and preside over 'justice' here.

Sure enough, a thin middle-aged man who looked like an accountant, dressed in a blue Confucian shirt, walked up the stairs from the first floor, although it was a slow step, but it looked like a ghost. As soon as he arrived in front of the people, he immediately greeted people with a smile, and his eyes were quite sincere: "Your Excellency, but I'm from Hongwazhou? ”

The black-faced knight, with his legs on the table, raised his hat, raised his hand and clenched his fist: "Yu Cong, the heir of the finger knife door, has just arrived, and I have seen Mr. Bookkeeper."

The middle-aged man walked up to the black-faced young man who claimed to be the heir of the Daomen: "I heard that there is a descendant of the Daomen who lives in a simple place, who has outstanding talent since childhood, but he was hidden in the snow, and he didn't want to come to our tavern today."

Mr. Bookkeeper's sharp eyes stared straight at the face under Cong's hat: "The finger knife door has contributed a lot, and it is indeed time to fight, if the finger knife door is really able to overwhelm the crowd, we naturally have nothing to say."

This remark can be described as a drop of water. On the surface, it sounds like nothing, but openly and secretly, everything that should be said has been said. Roughly speaking, whether your identity Yu Cong is true or false should be proven, after all, you are the only one who is present.

In addition, even if the identity is true, it should not be so big, pointing to the knife door, everyone has the bottom in their hearts. I don't have the strength, and I still talk wildly, if I really put my life here, I deserve it.

'Yu Cong' landed on his feet, stood up, and straightened his clothes: "It is said that Mr. Accounts is unparalleled in wisdom, and it is indeed worthy of his reputation." Since I am standing here, I will naturally use my sword to meet you."

As soon as the words fell, on the fifth floor, a man with a beard on his face grabbed a teapot lid with his right hand, and with a flick of his wrist, he had already used some kind of skillful force to probe, and his rainbow qi realm cultivation was revealed.

Although this fledgling kid can't see the depth, but his temper is crazy enough. If you have some ability, you can make friends, and if you don't have the ability, you will die, which is not a big deal!

But before he could test the depth, a pocket magic knife the size of a baby's thumb had already broken the teapot lid and came straight to his neck.

The man hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power and stretched out two fingers to clamp the magic knife. At the moment when his fingers first touched, he no longer dared to hold it up, changed his clamp to grip, changed from one hand to two hands, and changed from sitting on a chair to half squatting. That chair had already been crushed by strong spiritual power fluctuations.

The hands soaked in his own blood and the beads of sweat on his forehead made him feel that he was in danger all the time. He didn't even see that not far behind him, the same three magic knives were levitating.

Suddenly, the man felt that the huge force from the magic knife in front of him had disappeared, but he suddenly felt that the mang was stabbed in his back, and he couldn't even turn back, so he said dejectedly: "Admit it."

Feeling that there was no more urgency, he sat on the ground. After a long time, he stood up, turned and went downstairs, and many of his fellow disciples carefully followed him and left together.

After all, in this competition, there is no end for the older generation, and it all depends on the young people of each family. Otherwise, the big war is imminent, if the combat power is lost like this, those big immortal sects will definitely be held accountable, and when the time comes, it will not be a problem that the dead can solve.

Therefore, if the top combat power of the younger generation of their own family fails, it will be difficult for others to fight with others, and it will only increase casualties.

Yu Cong, who was standing at the top of the sixth floor with a relaxed face, hugged his fists again, but his eyes didn't look at the man who was paralyzed on the ground, and looked at everyone with a smile: "Promise, promise."

Many people gloated, and now Xiao Ze, the young heir of the Sting Star Sect, who has always been strong, is a sharp file.

This Xiao Ze has always left no room for action, relying on his master is not small, and his talent is quite high, so he is ruthless, and he has long been a little unpopular. There are many people who sigh that such a person encounters something better, and that's just such an encounter.

Someone on the fifth floor got up again, jumped up, and came to Yu Cong. is a white son, with a complete ring and a sword. With a serious face, he held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand: "Qingmingshan Li Yuhan."

Yu Cong's left hand was raised, and four magic knives rose and fell in his palm. The boy in plain clothes stepped out with his sword and stabbed straight at the person in front of him. Suddenly, the sword body was intercepted by two magic knives from top to bottom, but a huge spiritual power fluctuation had already surged towards Yu Cong together.

Many people who saw this scene felt that this Yu Cong was probably going to be planted this time.

The thumb of the black-faced young man's right hand moved slightly, and a steel knife was returned to the sheath as soon as it was unsheathed, but the huge spiritual power fluctuation from before had completely disappeared.

And that Li Gongzi of Qingming Mountain has been pressed against the front and back of the heart by four slender magic knives.

Another leader of the younger generation left the scene, whether it was in the lower layers of the cultivation is not high, just to see a lively scene, or the fifth layer of more than 20 large and small sect young descendants, there is no longer the slightest contempt for this finger knife sect Yu Cong.

In fact, at the time of Xiao Ze's defeat, everyone was already on the verge of a great enemy, and there may be playboys who don't know the depths, but the disciples of the immortal family who don't want to die are really rare, not to mention the descendants of each family. does not have a long brain, only rises and cultivates, and is destined to fall early, and a mountain is even higher.

When Li Yuhan was defeated and retreated, everyone realized that this finger knife was not to be defeated by one person, and the best way at the moment was to attack it in groups.

But who will be cannon fodder and who will collect the power of the fisherman, it's really hard to say. I can't talk about compensation after the fact, because what I got this time is very likely to make my own family soar into the sky, and create a master of the Listening Rhyme Realm, beating other sects in Hongwa Prefecture. If you benefit from this, you can't say that thousands of years later, your own mountain can also produce an immortal to take care of it.

Thinking of this, many people glanced at each other, and they all took a step back, which roughly meant to withdraw from the fight.

At the same time, it also hinted that Yu Cong, who was above the sixth floor, if he wanted to live a little longer, it was best to withdraw from the competition, otherwise there would be a lot of variables on the mountain road this time.

Withdrawing from the competition here does not mean that you have really given up this opportunity, but you are just asking for it in a different way. As for the rules set by the tavern on this matter, that is to say, it is just a matter of saying. Once it comes to the big thing of your own luck, don't talk about any bullshit rules, flip the table, the juniors fight, get lucky, it's reasonable.

It's just that this Yu Mingming is obviously 'putting life and death out of the way', as if he didn't hear the deep meaning, he smiled and clenched his fists, and said the word "concession" vigorously, like a child who has not yet enjoyed it.

makes people grit their teeth secretly, this kind of person is cheap and obedient, which is the most hateful.

The bookkeeper was also a little unhappy, such a character, without a trace of reverence for people, sooner or later will be calculated and used, and there will be no corpse.

If it weren't for the little tavern having its own plan, he couldn't participate in this battle, and according to his temper, this Yu Cong would have moved his head a long time ago. What is the knife gate, it is just a small hill that does not enter the stream, so it can only pick the big beam in Hongwa Prefecture and put it in the whole Cangwu, it is just a joke.

With a smile on his face, he took out a wooden box from his sleeve and put it on the table, without too much politeness: "You have a high Taoism, things should belong to you, I wish you to cultivate into a true immortal on the clouds as soon as possible."

As soon as the words fell, they left like a ghost, without making a single wave in this noisy environment, and many people were even unaware.

There seems to be nothing wrong with these words, but it is just a method of the bookkeeper, even if he can't see it from the Cong realm, he can't see that he is a humane monk, not to mention the Daoshan Exercises, which are humane cultivation methods. When this true immortal says, it is self-evident whether he praises or scolds.