Walking briskly, going straight south, Chu Feng didn't know where he had been, and he didn't know how many miles he had walked, but Chu Feng knew that he had come to a bustling town, and he had also encountered a hotel with a large number of people although it was in tatters. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A small hotel, the hotel was already crowded with people, and even three tables were set up at the door.

Many hotels and restaurants rarely do this when business is good, and it is obvious that this hotel business is really good, it should be said that it is very good--but Chu Feng was a little surprised, he was surprised why this dilapidated hotel business was so good, he was surprised why there were four people sitting at the door, and there were four people in the rivers and lakes.

However, Chu Feng was most surprised not by this, he was most surprised by the fact that it was already raining at this time, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, but the four big men sitting at the door did not move at all, as if they had been immobilized.

Chu Feng glanced at the four big men, and in the strange eyes of the four big men, he walked into this hotel.

Chu Feng was a little tired, he wanted to find a place to rest, take a sip of wine, eat a mouthful of hot rice, and have a few bowls of side dishes. Therefore, even though he saw that this lively hotel was very strange, Chu Feng still walked into this hotel.

Chu Feng has never been a person who is afraid of death, and he has never liked to ask for trouble, but sometimes he can't help but do something to ask for trouble, and now he has done this thing to ask for trouble.

There are a total of eight tables in the hotel, seven of which are already full of twenty-eight people, and one table is really empty, no one sits on it, and the position of that table is close to the window, you can clearly see the scenery up and down the streets of the town, this is indeed a very good table, but no one sits.

This is the second strange thing that Chu Feng encountered when he entered this tattered little hotel, but this is not the strangest, the strangest thing is that once these big men walking on the rivers and lakes sit down, they will definitely shout and drink and speak freely, and now the mouths of these big men seem to be sealed, no one says a word, and even the sound of pouring wine and drinking can be heard in this hotel with excellent business.

Chu Feng was already a little strange, he could even feel that when he walked into the hotel and walked towards the vacant table, the murderous intent in the eyes of the twenty-eight big men seemed to have materialized.

Chu Feng was a little surprised, but it was just an accident, there were few things in the world that he didn't dare to do, only some things he didn't want to do, and now he was ready to sit on that chair, no matter who anyone could change his mind.

The sword was already on the table, and Chu Feng was already sitting on the chair, he glanced at the hotel, waved his hand to the shopkeeper who was curled up in the counter, and the owner of this small hotel, and said, "I want a pot of sake, a bowl of beef, a stack of peanuts, a small pig's ear, and a bucket of rice, my hands and feet are a little sharp, I'm already hungry." ”

The shopkeeper did not come out, but looked at the one-eyed strong man sitting in the center of the eight chairs not far away with a naked upper body and a black veil covering his left eye.

At this moment, the strong man was staring at Chu Feng, he looked Chu Feng up and down carefully for a long time, and then waved his hand to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper immediately retreated to the kitchen.

Chu Feng looked calm, sitting steadily, as if he didn't pay attention to the strong man's unkind look, just enjoying the scenery outside the window.

In the middle of the morning, the food and drinks were served.

The wine and food were served not because his legs were trembling, and the shopkeeper who had lost six souls for seven souls, but the one-eyed man.

The one-eyed man put the wine and food in front of Chu Feng, sat directly in front of Chu Feng, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency is blind?"

Chu Feng took a bite of the pig's ear, then stopped his chopsticks, glanced at the one-eyed man playfully, and said lightly: "Do you think I'm blind?"

The one-eyed man sneered, suddenly stretched out his hand and patted on the wooden table, which was not very sturdy, and said, "If Your Excellency is not blind, how can you not see that we are waiting for someone?"

Chu Feng took another bite of food and ate a few bites of food, then raised his head again to look at the one-eyed man, and said, "I can see it, but I have a reason for me to enter the door." ”

"What reason?" the one-eyed man's eyes were gloomy and dripping, his hands were clenched, and the muscles and joints of his body creaked.

Chu Feng sat straight on the bench, looked at the one-eyed man who was half a head taller than him, and his whole body was full of fierce murderous intent, and said, "Because I'm hungry, and now I have another reason to ask you to leave." ”

Dahan was stunned for a moment, staring at Chu Feng coldly, his eyes seemed to be staring at a dead man, and said, "What reason?"

Chu Feng took a sip of sake and said lightly: "If you disturb me to eat and drink again, then I will only have to cut off your head." He spoke calmly, even with a faint smile on his face.

The one-eyed man's whole body tensed up because of these words, he had killed a lot of people, seen a lot of blood, and he was rarely afraid in his life. The last time I was scared was five or six years ago, when he faced Zhu Meng's machete in Luoyang, that memory had faded, but now the words of the young man in front of him made him recall the unforgettable shadow memory of the past.

The hands that were originally clenched began to tremble a little at this time, and there was even a deep fear in their eyes, and at this moment, the eyes of the other Jianghu people sitting in the hotel also flashed with surprise, they were not surprised by Chu Feng, but surprised by the one-eyed man - it was unbelievable that the peerless killing star known as the 'One-Eyed Sword Dragon' on the Jianghu Road would show a look of avoidance at this time.

The one-eyed man looked at Chu Feng, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, but he was a person who made a decision on the spot, so he quickly stood up, glanced at Chu Feng deeply, and said, "Your Excellency can eat here, but please don't spoil the good deeds of your brothers below." With that, he strode to his place, waved his hand to a nearby table, and immediately the four big men got up and walked out of the hotel, but did not leave, they sat outside the hotel, let the rain beat.

Chu Feng didn't glance at those menacing Jianghu people, he just sat and ate eating, drinking and eating, as if he had completely forgotten his own situation.

The wine here can only be regarded as not bad, but just when Chu Feng drank half a pot of sake, footsteps sounded at the door.

A middle-aged man in coarse cloth shoes walked into the small hotel.

The middle-aged man had a sallow complexion and no sparkle in his eyes, but he was carrying a knife wrapped in cloth on his back, and his eyes were a little distracted and swept around the hotel, and finally landed on Chu Feng's body, and two dazzling essences burst out of his eyes.

At this moment, the eyes of the other big men sitting in the inn have changed, and even a few of them can't help but hold their weapons, looking at this middle-aged man who looks no different from an ordinary farmer at this moment.

The middle-aged man didn't even glance at those people, but when he walked into the hotel, his eyes paused on the face of the one-eyed man, and he walked directly to Chu Feng and sat down, and then put the knife wrapped in cloth on the table, he nodded at Chu Feng, and said, "Can you ask for a glass of wine?"

Chu Feng put down the wine glass, looked at the swordsman with a calm expression, and smiled faintly: "Yes, but bring a wine glass." Before his words fell, a wine glass had already appeared in the hand of the swordsman, Chu Feng poured wine, and the swordsman drank.

The wine entered his throat, the knife man put down the wine glass, put his hands on his legs, looked at Chu Feng and said, "Your Excellency is here just to drink?"

Chu Feng shook his head: "Not only do I have to drink, but I also have to eat and eat, as for other things, I don't want to pay attention to other things, and you don't have to pay attention to me." ”

The swordsman stared at Chu Feng for a long time, a smile appeared on his sallow face, and he nodded, "Okay, very good." After he finished speaking, he had already turned his gaze, swept around the hotel, his eyes fell on the face of the one-eyed man, and asked, "You are the 'One-Eyed Sword Dragon' Yan Shanxing?"

Yan Shanxing stood up, and the other big men also stood up suddenly, like javelins that had just been wiped, and suddenly, a terrifying killing force filled the inn.

The hotel owner hid under the counter and shivered, covering his mouth with his hand, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Yan Shanxing strode in front of the swordsman, a single eye showed a cold light like a poisonous snake, he stared at the swordsman and said coldly: "You are Mr. Peng Shisandou?"

The swordsman nodded and said, "I'm Peng Shisandou." ”

Yan Shanxing smiled coldly, the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger, and he said, "Three days ago, it was you who killed the 'pervasive' Wantong?"

Peng Shisandou's expression was indifferent, and he said: "I didn't want to kill him, but it's a pity that he wanted to ask me for some entanglement, and I didn't want to entangle him with it, so I had to kill him." ”

Yan Shanxing laughed instead of being angry, laughed three times, and suddenly lifted the thick and peerless purple gold machete and stared at Peng Shisandou and said: "Very good, today I want to ask Mr. Peng Shisandou to leave a little entanglement, is Mr. willing?"

Peng Shisandou raised his head, looked at Yan Shanxing, and said, "What do you want me to leave behind?"

The two words 'what' came out, and a knife had already slashed at Peng Shisandou with one sentence, "I want your life." ”

Within a radius of 10,000 miles in this area, there is no one who does not know the name of 'One-Eyed Sword Dragon' Yan Shanxing, and no one does not know Yan Shanxing's knife skills.

Yan Shanxing has no knife skills at all, his knife has always been only chopping, many people comment on Yan Shanxing's knife skills, and even think that Yan Shanxing's knife skills are just the same as ordinary martial artists, but those who laugh at Yan Shanxing's knife skills, most of them were killed by Yan Shanxing's three or two knives or even one knife, so few people in a radius of thousands of miles comment on Yan Shanxing's knife skills.

Even some martial arts masters who think that Yan Shan Xing's knife technique is not good cannot but admit that although Yan Shan Xing is not proficient in knife skills, he is infinitely powerful and has an incomparable and flexible response, plus he uses a thirty-six pound purple gold machete.

A slash is not only powerful, but also lightning fast, and it is difficult for anyone to resist. Most people could only see Yan Shanxing draw his knife, and he had already died under Yan Shanxing's knife.

Yan Shanxing is very confident in his own people and his own knife, a few years ago, he relied on his own people and knives, like this preemptively, even if many people with martial arts attainments were more clever than him, they all fell directly under his knife, without any power to fight back.

He even believed that as long as his sword was wielded, no matter who anyone, even Zhu Meng, the Luoyang Lion Hall who was young and easy to outperform him, would hate him under his sword.

At this moment, he even thought that Peng Shisandou was dead.

A knife is chopped, the knife wind is like a flying dragon, and this knife is like a wild dragon entering the mountain, and the momentum is terrifying.

Chu Feng had already gotten up from his chair and taken two steps back, and the table was directly smashed by this knife.

A knife strikes out, and it is really as fast as lightning.

However, Peng Shisandou stood calmly only three or four feet away from the knife, holding a knife wrapped in a white cloth in his hand, but there was already a line of blood on the white cloth.

Yan Shanxing held the knife in his hand and stared at Peng Shisandou, the smile on his face had not disappeared, and the person lay down straight.

The slender streak of blood on his neck continued to flow out of this hotel, and the hotel was immediately filled with a faint smell of blood and an atmosphere of incomparable fear.