A knife smashed the sword of Song Jianghu's orange sè sixth and other soldiers' souls, looking at Song Jianghu's look of disbelief, Chen Shenming smiled coldly, and stood there like a mountain without moving, a flash of light in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Song was defeated!"

Murong, the beautiful woman on the side, gasped.

"This can't be? This ...... How could it be? How could I, Song Jianghu, be defeated at the hands of an inner disciple?" Song Jianghu looked at others as if he had lost himself, like others explaining something, but no one bothered with him at all, just looked at his gaze, full of sympathy.

"This!"

When the innkeeper saw this scene, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, and looked at Chen Shenming with his eyes dumbfounded, his legs trembled, and his eyes were full of deep fear.

"Young Hero...... Young man!"

The innkeeper burst into tears, he really hated for eternity, snot and tears, he couldn't pounce on Chen Shenming's arms, and shouted tremblingly: "Shaoxia, I was wrong! I was really wrong, I shouldn't have looked down on people, I shouldn't have asked for your seat, you just let me go...... I promise I won't dare next time!"

"Young man!"

Over there, when Song Jianghu heard that the innkeeper called Chen Shenming to call him a young man, he was suddenly shocked, turned his head and looked at Chen Shenming, the cold light in his eyes flashed suddenly, he gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "What kind of young man is he, give me death!"

The sound fell, Song Jianghu snatched out, his feet were like the wind, and he swooped down on Chen Shenming, the orange light in his hand was diffuse, and the soul of the tiger's head sword was killed again, Song Jianghu held the soul of the tiger's head sword, a knife in the void, invincible, and extremely ferociously slashed like Chen Shenming.

"Vertical and horizontal knife technique!"

Chen Shenming's eyebrows raised slightly, the corners of his mouth slanted, and he let out a slight laugh, stepped into the void with his right foot, turned into a dragon in one step, and the white clothes floated out of the dust.

Thunder Palm - Thunder Fury!

"Brush!"

The sword light was pervasive, and Song Jianghu was fierce with a knife, but it was easily avoided by Chen Shenming's void step.

"Whew!"

The palm wind was whistling, Song Jianghu was horrified in his heart, how could Chen Shenming dodge his vertical and horizontal knife, just when he looked up at Chen Shenming, next to his ears, the wind was fierce, like thunder and lightning, his cheeks hurt, and the next moment, he saw a palm, facing his face, and slapped down angrily.

"Smack!"

The sound was incomparably crisp, and at the same time, the sound of "fluffy ......" being smashed out was equally loud.

"Boom!"

The entire inn was trembling, Chen Shenming's palm was like thunder, and the momentum was surging, comprehending the thunderous anger to a certain level, and the martial arts were extremely violent, and Song Jianghu flew out directly with a slap.

"Boom!"

Song Jianghu's body that flew out couldn't be stopped, and it hit the stone wall hard, with a loud bang, the wall cracked, the floor cracked and flew, and when it came, most of the tables and chairs were shattered, and sawdust was flying everywhere.

On the second floor of the devastated inn, Chen Shenming glanced lightly at Song Jianghu, who was slapped out, and said coldly: "Get out!" The soldier soul collided, the seventh-rank soldier soul shattered the sixth-class soldier soul, and Chen Shenming won completely;

In just one day of cultivation, he had already initially touched the path of the Ben Thunder Palm, and when he had just fought with Song Jianghu, a type of thunder rage was integrated, which made his comprehension of the Ben Thunder Palm one step further.

"Okay!good!" Song Jianghu didn't have any serious injuries, but a palm print was swollen on the left cheek, which was very ugly, what is Chen Shenming's identity, the inner disciple of the Double Sword Sect, and what about him? The core brother of the Double Sword Sect, and he is also a ranked brother, and he actually lost twice in a row, the most humiliating thing for him, the second time, Chen Shenming actually didn't use the soul of the soldiers.

It only took one slap!

One slap and fanned yourself out!

It's a shame, it's the greatest shame for him.

This kind of shame made him almost crazy, and he hated that he couldn't immediately cut Chen Shenming with a thousand knives in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Who are you, dare to leave your name?" Song Jianghu stared at Chen Shenming with angry eyes.

"Chen Shenming!"

Chen Shenming did not hesitate to say his name.

"You are Chen Shenming, you are Chen Shenming!"

Song Jianghu's eyes widened, and next to him, the beautiful girl's eyes were also staring at the limit, obviously, she couldn't believe that the young man in front of her was the inner disciple Chen Shenming who killed the nephew of Elder Xu of the Art of War Pavilion.

"What kind of skill does he have? That knife just now was fast, I didn't see what kind of skill he was at all!" The beautiful girl felt remorse in her heart, Chen Shenming's knife that had just shattered the soul of Song Jianghu's soldiers was really fast, and she didn't see Chen Shenming's flying knife soul being tempered into a few entities.

"Okay, Chen Shenming, you wait for me, this matter won't be settled like this!"

Standing up, Song Jianghu grabbed the hands of the beautiful woman who stayed on Chen Shenming's body, and walked out of the second floor of the inn in embarrassment.

On the second floor of the inn, there was an uproar.

"Who is this man?"

"Chen Shenming, when did such a powerful figure appear in the Twin Swords Sect?"

"Disciple of the Twin Swords Sect?"

"This ...... How is that possible?"

"The inner disciple defeated the core brother with a single palm?"

"Who is Song Jianghu, the core brother of the Double Sword Sect, the ranking brother, the cousin of the Silver Snow Crazy Knife Song Feiyang, he was defeated like this?"

"Song Jianghu is narrow-minded, after returning to the Double Sword Sect, he will definitely find his cousin Song Feiyang, this Xiao Zi, who is called Chen Shenming, seems to be in a bit of a big trouble now!"

On the side, the innkeeper looked at Chen Shenming nervously, his face full of remorse, "Young man, big man...... I didn't know anything before, I did something offensive to you, and I hope that Shaoxia can forgive me, and if you come to our Tongfu Inn in the future, it will be all free!"

Chen Shenming glanced at the innkeeper lightly, "Don't worry, I won't trouble you, if I come to eat with you in the future, I don't need you to eat for free, I still have this meal money!"

After speaking, Chen Shenming turned around and left.

Chen Shenming didn't want to embarrass the innkeeper, everything was caused by Song Jianghu, and the innkeeper had no choice but to do that.

Looking at the back of Chen Shenming's departure, the innkeeper's hanging heart was relieved and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The seventh-rank soldier soul actually smashed the sixth-rank soldier soul, what kind of exercises is this person cultivating? So powerful!" "And this person's methods are weird, the art of war is mysterious, the ghosts and gods are difficult to distinguish, he is a very difficult horn, and most importantly, this young man is thoughtful, which makes people unpredictable!"

In a corner of the second floor of the inn, two men in Tsing Yi looked at Chen Shenming's departing back, and they were shocked in their hearts. And the middle-aged man in white who was in another window position looked at Chen Shenming with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, this person was the only treasure master in the Bafang Guild Hall.