Psychic Storm!

Ma Feng was extremely arrogant, confident that his cultivation was profound, and he wanted to take down Lin Fei without blood.

First, it would not completely destroy the tavern, and second, it could directly destroy Lin Fei's consciousness and take away the complete high-level spiritual arcane core.

Although this blow was aimed at Lin Fei, it was only a trace of qi that was emitted, which also made everyone present feel like they were falling into an ice cellar and their whole bodies were chilled.

Everyone was horrified to realize that their bodies were no longer under the control of their consciousness, and they could not carry out any orders given by them, and even moving their fingers was delusional.

It has completely become a lamb that is helpless and can be slaughtered!

However, Lin Fei was not affected at all, and even took a sip of wine calmly, and said lightly: "That's it?"

It was such an insignificant move, but it made the audience completely explode!

"Damn, how could he not be affected?!"

This is the common sentiment of everyone.

Ma Feng was even more shocked, and exclaimed, "This is impossible!"

"Uhhh

An invisible wind blade slashed through, and Ma Feng suddenly felt a cold pain from the center of his eyebrows all the way down.

His face was full of consternation, as if he hadn't understood what was happening.

"Whoa—"

In the next moment, Ma Feng's body split in two and fell towards the ground. The incision was as smooth and flat as a mirror, and a large amount of blood and viscera poured out of it, and the scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.

Spikes.

Even at the moment of death, Ma Feng still didn't understand what was happening.

"Mom!" Immediately, a drinker broke out in a cold sweat, feeling that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were trembling, and the wine was instantly sober.

"Ma Feng is dead?!"

"Damn, what's going on?"

Some people screamed, some people had weak legs, and some people's voices were trembling, all of them were frightened by the scene in front of them.

Ma Yuanming was even more frightened, his pale face was full of shock, he staggered back and knocked over the stool.

Lin Fei didn't care about their reactions, and only took the spatial ring on Ma Feng's corpse and the arcane core that was evenly cut into two parts in the center of his eyebrows.

He calmly said to Xiao Shiyu: "The old rule, I am seven and you are three." ”

"Stingy ghost, can't you be generous once?" Xiao Shiyu muttered dissatisfiedly.

And the relaxed attitude of the two made Ma Yuanming even more frightened.

What a terrible monster these are!

Ma Feng, who killed the seventh layer of the upper spirit in seconds, didn't pay attention to it like crushing a fly, and was even in the mood to chat!

"Run, run!" Ma Yuanming roared in his heart, but found that his legs were weak, and he didn't even have the courage to escape.

In the face of such a strong person, is it useful to run away?

"Poof—"

Ma Yuanming knelt down directly, and shouted in a trembling voice in fear: "My lord spares my life!" I am willing to give everything I have, sign a master-servant contract, and only ask my lord to spare my life!"

"By the way, I'm the biggest slave owner in Xicheng District, and I'm very profitable!"

As soon as the words fell, he kowtowed vigorously and even smashed the floor into a semicircular hole that was concave inward, cracking in all directions.

Ma Yuanming feels that in this city where interests are paramount, he can reflect his value, and he still has a great hope of surviving.

However, Xiao Shiyu showed disgust on her face, and slapped it with a palm in the air.

"Bang!"

Ma Yuanming's head exploded on the spot, and his consciousness was instantly erased, leaving an arcane core that was already a dead thing to be pinched between her fingers.

In an instant, the sound of "poof" in the tavern was incessant, and many people knelt down, begging the two to spare their lives, for fear that death would befall them.

"My lord, spare my life, I was rude before, I... I-slap my mouth, yes! I slap my mouth!" A person with a "very high ideological consciousness" immediately "snapped" and slapped himself hard in the face.

At this moment, any dignity and face are bullshit in his eyes, and only life is the most important thing. While slapping him, he complained bitterly in his heart, saying that Lao Tzu was okay and what a cheap mouth!

For a moment, the scene in the tavern was absurd.

The sound of begging for mercy, the sound of kowtowing, and the sound of slapping are all intertwined.

However, Lin Fei was unmoved, only looked at Xiao Shiyu and said, "Impulsive." ”

But he didn't stop Xiao Shiyu from killing Ma Yuanming before, so he obviously didn't care about it.

Xiao Shiyu snorted coldly, obviously not accepting Lin Fei's statement: "This kind of scum, if you don't kill it, you will keep it for the New Year?"

Lin Fei smiled faintly, shook his head, and said, "I'm not saying that he won't die for his crimes. just killed one Ma Yuanming, as well as Niu Yuanming, Zhu Yuanming, and Gou Yuanming. Profit comes first, and under the general trend of Sin City, such slave owners will eventually reappear. ”

"Since you want to improve the situation of the slaves, it is better to control Ma Yuanming and let him be used by you. ”

As the two were talking, one of the Arcanists felt that their attention was not on their side, so he watched them cautiously and quietly walked towards the door.

"Whew-"

A cold light flashed, and the head of the self-proclaimed clever arcanist was pierced, and he fell in a pool of blood with a "poof".

Only an arcane core rose into the air and landed on the wine table in front of Lin Fei.

Everyone was silent, but he was surprisingly calm, like a fly that had been swatted to death.

"Then what now?" Xiao Shiyu frowned slightly.

"In a place like Sin City," Lin Fei drank the wine in his glass, threw the glass away, and rolled on the ground, "If you don't want to be a bare-rod commander who has no one to use, and you have to do everything yourself, don't worry so much." ”

As soon as the words fell, he looked at all the drinkers present: "Those who follow me live, and those who oppose me die." ”

Runes converge in the air, turning into a master-servant contract.

Three minutes later.

The entire tavern was ransacked, and all the fine wines were not spared.

"Shopkeeper, what do you call it?" Lin Fei looked at the shopkeeper and asked out loud.

The latter hurriedly said with a smile: "Fan Shuai, my lord, you can just call me Xiao Fan." ”

Lin Fei said "um": "Can you take over Ma Yuanming's position and control the entire western slums?"

Fan Shuai thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "Yes! As soon as Ma Yuanming and the black dog die, I will be the most powerful person in the slums in the west." It's just that the small one doesn't have a backstage, so I'm afraid that there will be a big man who wants to win this cake, and the small one really doesn't have any money!"

Lin Fei said lightly: "You don't have to worry about this, if this really happens, just look for me." ”

He was determined to keep these men in the west, so that when he needed manpower, he could draw slaves from this side, and he could take fifty percent of their profits on weekdays.

Fan Shuai was overjoyed, knowing that he had hugged a thicker thigh, and hurriedly thanked him.

"Ginkgo Hotel, there is a Terran woman in room 406, you can help find a job and settle down. Xiao Shiyu thought of this stubble and spoke.

Fan Shuai agreed, and Lin Fei and Xiao Shiyu set off again.

In the darkness of the night, rush to the center of the city.