Zongwu: I am playing badly in Huashan Inn

"Master, what do you mean?"

Wang Yuyan is from the world of Jiuzhou. How could she have heard such a little emotional chicken soup?

Lin Fei pretended to be profound and said: "It means that you should broaden your horizons and not focus on Yanziwu."

Wang Yuyan was startled and her pretty face turned red.

"Master, what Yuyan said... I don't understand."

Lin Fei smiled and said: "You will understand in the future. Some people can't just look at the surface."

Wang Yuyan was stunned, and then her eyes were on the duel between Yan Shisan and Miejue Nun.

"Mistress Miejue's Nine Yang Gong is very profound, and her Sword Art of Heaven is also very powerful. Judging from the current situation, Yan Shisan is already at a disadvantage."

Lin Fei nodded: "Go on."

"Although Yan Shisan kept dodging, he did not reveal any flaws. On the contrary, he was looking for the flaws of Mistress Miejue!"

Lin Fei smiled and said, "If this competition was not about to end, I would have hoped that they could fight for a while longer."

Wang Yuyan looked at Lin Fei in confusion, but did not speak.

These days, she has learned something about this master.

He often says some irrelevant things, but they often come true afterwards.

In this way, Lin Fei seems very mysterious.

For a young girl like Wang Yuyan who is not very experienced in the world, this mystery is very deadly.

In the crowd, two beggars, one old and one young, were also watching the sword fight between Yan Shisan and Mistress Miejue.

Both beggars were very ugly, with pockmarks all over their faces, and they looked very funny.

"Brother Xiao, you are right. There are indeed many masters here."

"Let's take a look at the situation first. When it is safe, we will go find someone to ask."

"By the way, Brother Xiao, who do you think will win between the two?"

"Well, I know nothing about swordsmanship, but the internal strength of the head of Emei is extremely strong. If the fight continues, he should have the upper hand."

"Hehe, I don't think so."

"Oh? What do you think, Ah Zhu?"

"I think Yan Shisan will win. How about we make a bet?"

"Okay, what are we betting on?"

"Well... whoever loses will buy a drink."

"Haha, okay, it's a deal!"

The two fought for a while. As Wang Yuyan expected, Yan Shisan stabbed Miejue's head with a sword after seeing all the sword moves of Master Miejue.

Miejue was shocked.

She had been leading the offensive, which gave her a false impression.

That is, Yan Shisan could only defend under her Yitian Sword, but was powerless to attack.

And it was only a matter of time before she won the duel.

Then she could give the master of the Jiuzhou Sword God List a slap in the face.

But unexpectedly, Yan Shisan saw through her moves and stabbed her from the weakest direction.

In a hurry, Nun Miejue had no time to resist and had to duck her head.

The monk's hat flew up.

Exposing Miejue's bald head.

Nun Miejue was panicked. It was the first time she was so embarrassed in front of everyone.

The people around wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. They were afraid that Nun Miejue would vent her anger on them and might do something.

Yan Shisan succeeded in one blow, so he naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity and continued to stab Nun Miejue with a sword.

Nun Miejue was not a fool. It was impossible for her to risk her life for the false name of the Sword God List.

Knowing that she couldn't win, she fled to the Yunlai Inn.

"Want to run?"

Yan Shisan snorted coldly and chased after him with his sword.

Just as he entered the inn and stabbed at the back of Nun Miejue.

The sword was indeed caught by two fingers that suddenly appeared.

"Who is it!"

Yan Shisan was horrified.

In all these years, no one has been able to resolve his sword moves so easily.

This is no longer resolution, but humiliation.

It was as if he was saying, you used all your strength to use the Thirteen Deadly Swords, but I can break it with just two fingers.

Looking at the handsome boy in front of him with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, Yan Shisan's eyes trembled!

"I am Lin Fei, the owner of the Nine Provinces Sword God List and Yunlai Inn."

"Lin Fei? I've never heard of him." Yan Shisan tried hard to retrieve the long sword.

As soon as Lin Fei loosened his two fingers, Yan Shisan immediately lost his support and staggered back two steps.

Very embarrassed.

Lin Fei pointed at the four big characters on the wall of the inn with a smile.

[No use of force]

"It says here that no use of force is allowed. Are you illiterate?"

Yan Shisan thought to himself, I just entered this inn after chasing Miejue. Who the hell would notice what's written on the wall in such a short time! ?

"I really didn't notice it."

Lin Fei said, "Now that you've noticed it, why don't you put away your sword?"

Yan Shisan looked annoyed.

Normally, he would only put away his sword after seeing blood. How could someone tell him to put away his sword??

"If I don't take it, what will you do?"

Lin Fei didn't say anything, but silently pulled out the accessory "Flying Star" from his waist.

His movements were very slow, and the sword was unsheathed inch by inch.

Yan Shisan and the onlookers could clearly see the gradually brightening sword light.

The breeze was gentle, the scene was silent, and the sound of fallen leaves falling to the ground seemed to be audible.

When the Flying Star Sword came out, everyone was shocked.

Looking at the quality of this sword, it is no worse than the Sword of Heavenly Sword.

Even in terms of momentum and sharpness, it is better than the Sword of Heavenly Sword!

No wonder the Lord of the Sword God List has such a magical weapon.

But just having a peerless magic sword is not enough to convince everyone, right?

Nun Miejue relied on the Sword of Heavenly Sword to bully others, but was she not dealt with by Yan Shisan?

The next moment, everyone's face changed.

Each of them seemed to fall into the abyss, and the Yunlai Inn in front of them seemed to have turned into the Hall of Yama.

The ears were filled with the screams of evil spirits and the roars of Shuras.

Death passed by them like a revolving lantern, and there was no hope of life in their eyes, only endless annihilation!

What is going on? Too scary, right?

Some people with weak minds just peed their pants.

Fortunately, this terrible scene did not last too long.

As Lin Fei's Flying Star Sword was sheathed again, the illusion in front of him also disappeared.

"Hu... Hu...!"

Yan Shisan, who was closest to him, was affected the most. At this moment, he was staring with his eyes wide open, breathing heavily as if he had escaped from death.

"This... this is... sword intention?"

Lin Fei did not answer, but smiled and said: "In this case, are you willing to put away your sword?"

"Put away... I will put away my sword right away."

Yan Shisan hurriedly put the long sword into the sheath, and clasped his fists towards Lin Fei and said: "I have never seen your swordsmanship so high in my life. It is my honor to be ranked thirteenth on your sword god list!"

At this time, Master Miejue also found her monk's hat and put it back. While tidying up her clothes, she looked at Lin Fei and Yan Shisan with resentment.

Ding Minjun observed the expression and glared at Lin Fei.

Although she didn't know why the master glared at Lin Fei.

Anyway, glaring was right.

And Zhou Zhiruo looked at Lin Fei with admiration in her eyes.

There was also a hint of surprise and admiration.

Lin Fei stood with his hands behind his back, facing the crowd and said loudly: "You want to fight, you can, I have set up a special fighting area outside the inn for you. But if anyone wants to fight inside the inn..."

He drew out the Flying Star Sword again, and the sword light flashed like a dragon and lightning!

A huge rock outside the inn was actually cut in half by this sword energy!

"Just like this rock!"