Martial Arts: Storyteller in the Valley of the Wicked, Xiao Yuer works part-time

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Ye Chen's words were still calm, but the killing intent in them made people feel cold all over.

It's not right for these troublemakers to leave, and it's not right if they don't leave.

However, those who did not make trouble were elated and did not feel sad at all because of the death of these people.

In the eyes of these people, human life is nothing at all, and seeing a peerless master kill is more important than anything else.

The premise is that the person who was killed was not himself.

"Benefactor Ye, the poor monk just..."

brush!

A small object flew over, and the bald head fell to the ground immediately.

Seeing clearly the cause of the monk's death, the people around him took several steps back in fright.

There is a soft tea leaf between his eyebrows.

"Say it again, get out!"

Ye Chen's words were like a sword during execution, every word told him that his death was approaching.

Facing the threat of death, some people shouted loudly: "Everyone, don't be afraid."

"A person's internal energy is limited after all, and it is impossible for him to kill us before the internal energy is exhausted."

"When the time comes, the rest of us will avenge us!"

People who eat melons: (?°???°)?

Good idea, I remember you, wait a minute, if you don't rush to the front, I will look down on you.

Chapter 60 The Demeanor of That Sword, Half God, Half Saint and Half Immortal

The people in the inn began to walk out slowly, and Ye Chen watched them quietly from the high platform.

There is no emotion in the eyes.

These quacks wanted to raise their heads and say some bold words, but seeing Ye Chen's eyes, they couldn't open their mouths no matter what.

They are either decadent, crazy, or sad, just like prisoners being escorted to the execution ground.

During the period, it was not that no one thought about running away and resisting, but as long as they made a slight move,

What greeted them was only a piece of soft tea.

At this time, they realized that they were wrong, and they were very wrong.

Ye Chen doesn't care about the people in the world at all, and he won't be as compassionate as some high-ranking people in the rivers and lakes.

He only cares about the rules, the rules of Ping An Inn.

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In a short while, 900 people had gathered outside the inn, and more than 100 people had already died in the resistance just now.

And from the beginning to the end, Ye Chen's eyes didn't change at all.

One person against 890 and three people, this is a very disparate ratio, but the side with the larger number does not feel any peace of mind.

After all the troublemakers were gathered, Ye Chen finally said, "I will only make one move, and those who survive can leave."

"Mr. Ye, I was wrong. Zuo Lengchan instigated all of this, and I was also fooled by lard!"

A quack knelt on the ground and kowtowed non-stop, but even though his forehead was already bleeding, Ye Chen remained indifferent.

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in the crowd.

Huang Rong was surprised by such eyes. Mr. Ye's eyes at this time were different from those of everyone he had seen.

In Dongfang Bubai's eyes there is a domineering arrogance that looks down on the world, and in Yaoyue's eyes there is a coldness that is incompatible with this world.

His father's eyes symbolized arrogance and unrestrained chic, but there was also a bit of regret in them.

Mr. Ye's eyes are very similar to theirs, but not like them.

His eyes were like a fairy in the sky, full of disdain and contempt, but no emotion could be seen.

If it is described in words, it should be like this.

"I look at you, but you are not in my eyes."

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brush!

A flash of sword energy flashed, and the quack who knelt on the ground and kowtowed slowly fell to the ground.

A small red dot appeared between his brows.

This is Ye Chen's new move using the Nianhua fingering method combined with sword energy, and it is very convenient to clean up miscellaneous fish.

The death of the quack made the scene quiet.

"Is anyone else begging for mercy?"

"Actually, you have a better chance of going together."

Ye Chen's ruthlessness completely cut off the hope of these people. In desperation, these people began to curse wildly.

Among them, Zuo Lengchan calmed down.

"Mr. Ye, can you die under your sword nine or six thousand miles?"

Facing Zuo Lengchan's calmness, a smile appeared on Ye Chen's face.

"I will use another trick this time."

"Can you tell me the name of the move?"

"One Sword Immortal kneels."

"But Li Chungang, the sword god in the snow, 'One Sword Immortal Kneeling'?"

"Yes."

"Hahaha!"

Zuo Lengchan looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Unexpectedly, I, Zuo Lengchan, could also witness the legendary Yijian Immortal kneeling."

"It was a worthwhile trip!"

"You don't regret it?"

"Why do you have to regret it?" Zuo Lengchan put away his smile, "I, Zuo Lengchan, never regret anything I do."

"The world is always the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit."

"As long as I'm alive, I'll always have a chance."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Lengchan waved the epee in his hand and attacked Ye Chen.

Most of them fled in all directions.

These people don't care about face, let alone dignity.

As long as you can survive, it's fine to kneel down and kowtow, but it's a pity that kowtowing is useless.

Seeing this, Ye Chen lightly tapped his toes, and the whole person rose into the air.

The origami fan in his hand seemed to turn into a peerless magic weapon. At this moment, Zuo Lengchan and the others were all immobilized.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy floated on everyone's faces, and Ye Chen just quietly hovered over everyone's heads.

The dust on the ground revolved around Ye Chen's body.

I saw Ye Chen's body began to lean forward, and the speed of descent was neither slow nor fast.

But Zuo Lengchan and the others didn't respond at all, and finally the origami fan lightly touched Zuo Lengchan's forehead.

The two retreated as soon as they touched, Ye Chen floated back to the original place like a fallen leaf in the air, and the origami fan in his hand also turned into powder.

After landing, Ye Chen turned around and entered the inn, leaving only the still Zuo Lengchan and the shocked crowd.

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"boom!"

After an unknown amount of time, a slight noise seemed to trigger a chain reaction, starting with Zuo Lengchan.

890 The three of them all turned into blood mist, without exception.

All the onlookers gasped, because they felt that they could not withstand the sword, nor could they use it.

Zhu Wushi took a deep breath, looked at the bright red ground in front of him, and said slowly: "It is said that the Huang Yaoshi of the Great Song and Wujue knows astronomy from the top, and geography from the bottom."

"I wonder which school of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism you think Mr. Ye belongs to?"

Faced with Zhu Wushi's question, Huang Yaoshi did not speak for a long time.

After a while, a voice came from under the ghost mask.

"Half-god, half-sage and half-immortal, all Confucianism and Taoism are all sages, with endless mysteries in their minds, mastering literature and half the sky."

"Mr. Ye is not in the world, but outside the world."

"Perhaps he is the only one who is qualified to say that he is out of the rivers and lakes."

After finishing speaking, Huang Yaoshi walked out, he wanted to go back to Song Dynasty to find the Black Wind Shuangsha.

As for how to deal with them, I haven't figured it out yet.

The people in the inn also gradually dispersed, and some people continued to stay in the Ping An Inn.

Some people went to Ping An Town, a mile away, quietly waiting for the next bookstore.

There are also some people who have returned to the rivers and lakes. Although it is good to go outside the rivers and lakes, it cannot keep the hearts of everyone in the rivers and lakes.

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Bamboo Forest Courtyard.

A touch of red clothes stood quietly in the bamboo forest.

As the breeze blew past, pieces of bamboo leaves fell, and there was a ray of doubt in Dongfang Bubai's eyes that could not be dispelled.

When did you fall in love with Mr. Ye?

Since coming to Ping An Inn, I have been staying here.

It has been more than a month now, and at first I just wanted to stay for a few days to get to know this strange man well.

Perhaps at a certain moment, I developed a little affection for him.

But I never thought that I would stay here my whole life, let alone feel at home.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Bubai raised the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "I never thought that Dongfang Bubai would have the thoughts of such a little woman."

"But even if he is a god, it is not that simple to marry Dongfang Bubai."

"Are you getting married?"

A voice came from behind Dongfang Bubai. Frightened, Dongfang Bubai turned around and slammed out a palm.

"boom!"

Several deep footprints appeared on the ground, Ye Chen held the bamboo shoot in his left hand, and looked at Dongfang Bubai with resentment.

"Why do you marry me and hit me?"

Chapter 61 Gathering in the kitchen, Huang Rong: I'm under a lot of pressure

Seeing that it was Ye Chen who came, Dongfang Bubai's beautiful face was filled with horror.

"Ye... Mr. Ye, why are you here?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen's face darkened even more.