The rich middle-aged man swallowed his saliva fiercely, and looked at the scene that happened in front of him in a daze, only to feel that his mind couldn't turn for a while.

At this time, it was not only that the shopkeeper couldn't turn a corner, but everyone present felt that his thoughts were not clear.

Besides, the third prince of Zhu was so dizzy by Ling Yifan's punch that he couldn't even distinguish between east and west, north and south.

This Zhu Sangongzi is used to flying and domineering, how could he have suffered this kind of humiliation, and it took a long time to ease his consciousness a little, only to see him sitting on the ground in a daze, his eyes were a little confused, and he muttered in his heart: "Damn, this is not true, who dares to touch a single hair of me here!"

At this moment, this Third Master Zhu suddenly became annoyed and angry, looked at Ling Yifan with resentment, and said fiercely: "Bastard, if I don't abolish you today, this young master will not be a man!"

Ling Yifan's punch today completely knocked this guy's self-esteem and face into the dirt, if he didn't get this face back today, I am afraid that he would not have the face to go out again in the future.

At this time, the shopkeeper and a group of bystanders were silent, this matter was out of control, and the shopkeeper secretly complained in his heart, not to stop it, not to make a move.

Seeing the power of the young man's shot just now, it was definitely not something that Zhu Sangongzi could deal with, and that young man didn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp, so he didn't care about the identity of Zhu Sangongzi at all.

If the son of the city lord has something to do here, the city lord will probably never spare himself, but this move is a violation of the rules.

The shopkeeper was in a dilemma at the moment, and finally made up his mind, saying that he couldn't let this Zhu Sangongzi have any accidents here, and if he was in danger, he would take action.

At this time, I saw that Zhu Sangongzi's right hand moved, and he took out a secret treasure, and as soon as this secret treasure was sacrificed, it exuded a palpitating atmosphere. Ling Yifan looked at the golden short sword in the other party's hand, his pupils shrank, and he was a high-grade secret treasure.

This is not a pseudo-secret treasure in the demon forest, but a genuine high-level secret treasure. Ling Yifan was not sure that he would be able to take it.

That Zhu Sangongzi's face was ruthless, as if he had lost his mind, and he wanted to unfold the secret treasure regardless of it.

This crazy move did not matter, and the crowd of onlookers suddenly dispersed. They all avoided in the distance.

At this time, the most depressed person will belong to the shopkeeper, as soon as this guy's secret treasure comes out, he is afraid that this inn will be demolished.

Seeing this, Ling Yifan's eyes froze, if he let him unleash that secret treasure. I have no choice but to flee from the wilderness.

"Didn't you say that if there was a fight here, someone would rush over as soon as possible?" Ling Yifan said to himself in his heart.

How could Ling Yifan let him use the secret treasure lightly, seeing that Zhu Sangongzi hit a seal, he immediately made a move in his heart, and he didn't hesitate, and instantly shot with all his strength.

I saw a finger of his right hand, and the supernatural power 'disillusionment' was instantly unleashed, and the scenery in the entire hall suddenly changed, and Zhu Sangongzi, who was about to cast the secret treasure, suddenly saw that he only felt that the heaven and the earth were reversed, and the next moment he appeared in a completely unfamiliar and desolate world.

Not only Zhu Sangongzi, but even those onlookers were immersed in that illusion in an instant. However, because Ling Yifan's target is not everyone. And everyone's cultivation was not weak, so the crowd of onlookers recovered from that illusion in an instant.

Immediately, he looked at Ling Yifan with a shocked expression, especially the young man and the old man sitting in the corner, the two of them looked at each other, and they both felt shock from each other's eyes.

The young man's heart couldn't help but beat wildly, and he secretly said to the old man: "This guy has not only comprehended the law, but also comprehended supernatural powers?

The old man was also horrified in his heart, and secretly replied: "This person's cultivation is the same." There must be a place for the Great Rival of the Thousand Sects, and the information collected by the sect should not be missed by such a special person, could it be that the disciples of the hidden masters are not good? Maybe we'll know who he is later!"

The young man nodded secretly, no longer speaking, and both of them silently stared at what was about to happen in front of them.

When Ling Yifan displayed his magical powers, everyone couldn't help but raise Ling Yifan's position in their hearts by another point, and they immediately guessed Ling Yifan's life experience in their hearts.

Just when everyone was speculating in their hearts, they saw Ling Yifan after he had exerted his magical powers. He took out a spirit sword like lightning in his hand, and swung a sword shadow cleanly like flowing water, only to see a sword qi slashing towards the wrist of the third prince of Zhu.

The next moment, in the stunned eyes of everyone, I saw that Zhu Sangongzi stood motionless in place, unaware of the attacking sword qi, and all the onlookers watched the sword qi, and just cut off one of the wrists of the city lord's son.

That Zhu Sangongzi only felt a cold wrist, and then there was a sharp pain, if it weren't for the fact that this bastard was the son of the city lord, Ling Yifan's sword would not be the opponent's wrist, but the head on the neck.

Ling Yifan slashed off his left hand holding the secret treasure, and now that his wrist was cut off, the secret treasure also fell to the ground, and as the wrist rolled on the ground a few times, it stopped aside.

That Zhu Sangongzi recovered from the illusion just now, only to feel that his back was already soaked in cold sweat, and he had never suffered such a loss when he was so big. If the opponent's sword just now was not swung at his wrist, but at his head, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of the ghost gate just now, he couldn't help but turn pale, endured the pain in his arm, his eyes glowed with resentment, and he said hatefully: "Boy, you will regret what you did just now!" At this time, this Zhu Sangongzi also gradually calmed down, knowing that the person in front of him was by no means something he could deal with lightly.

Ling Yifan sneered, this person is like this, no matter where he is, there is no absolute fairness, only strength shows a qiē. If the other party injured himself just now, it would be normal, because he was the son of the city lord, and now he cut off his wrist, then he may have to bear a certain consequence.

It's like in the mortal world, you have a deep background, even if you kill someone, no one dares to say anything, if you are a common person, you just walk slowly, and it is a mistake to get in the way of other people's affairs.

Thinking of this, Ling Yifan felt a surge of anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Isn't it great that you Lao Tzu is the city lord? No matter what your Lao Tzu is, it can't change the fate of you being a piece of shit, because you are a piece of garbage!"

That Zhu Sangongzi was insulted by Ling Yifan, his face suddenly became even paler, and the anger in his heart could no longer be described in words. If he had the strength, he would definitely break Ling Yifan's body into ten thousand pieces, and in the face of Ling Yifan's sarcasm, the resentment in his eyes became even stronger, and then he laughed angrily, and said coldly: "Okay, good, even if you are ruthless, I will see if you can be so arrogant and arrogant for a while!"

Ling Yifan waved the spirit sword in his hand and threatened, "You'd better keep your mouth clean, I don't mind helping you cut off your other hand." ”

At this moment, a fierce momentum appeared around the inn, and everyone in the hall on the first floor only felt that a big mountain was pressing on them.

Suddenly, a figure flickered, and appeared in the main hall, this person was burly, with a resolute face, standing there like a god. The momentum on his body was unrestrained, and it spread directly, and even Ling Yifan felt very uncomfortable, and had to use Yuan Force to resist.

This burly man is the Patrol of the Holy City, enforcing the rules of the Holy City and punishing those who break the rules. Right now, seeing that Zhu Sangongzi was present, he immediately frowned, and then saw his severed wrist, and couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart again.

This third son of Zhu is the third son of the city lord, he doesn't follow the rules very much on weekdays, but he doesn't make any big trouble, and he is the son of the city lord, so he can only turn a blind eye.

I didn't expect there to be such a big movement today, if it was usual, it would be just that, now that the Great Competition of Thousands of Sects is imminent, countless sects have gathered in the Holy City, if it is not handled well, it will damage the prestige of the Holy City, and the Holy City Patrol Envoy is suddenly a little embarrassed.

During this big competition, the city lord had already secretly warned this uncompetitive son, so that he could be restrained during this time, and in this extraordinary period, he couldn't control it if something happened.

However, this Zhu Sangongzi has always regarded his Lao Tzu's warning as the wind in his ears, where would he care about this, in his mind, his Lao Tzu is the city lord, who dares not to give him face?

But as soon as the unlucky Zhu Sangongzi went out today, he met Ling Yifan, who didn't buy his account, and the holy city patrol glanced at everyone, dragged the shopkeeper over with a wave of his hand, and said in a loud voice: "What happened to you, what's going on? )