(Um, entering the capital volume, it feels good to write it, and it has the pleasure of liberating the mind. Did you enjoy reading it? If so, you might as well subscribe, quack...)
"I asked who dared to leave my private room today. It turned out to be the famous Mr. Oxerox. Hey, has the scar healed and forgotten the pain? Could it be that you feel embarrassed in Hanyue Tower and you haven't lost enough?
Do you want to lose someone again in Qifeng Tower?"
"Hahahaha! I have always admired the grace of the masters of Leda. It seems that I am lucky enough to be able to watch it again today. I am really lucky and lucky."
Everyone behind him laughed.
Oxfam's face was gloomy, his eyes were filled with cold light, but surprisingly he did not take action immediately, as if he was very worried about the identities of these people.
When Ling Jing saw that Oxfam didn't move, he naturally didn't mind his own business and sat aside, minding his own drinking.
"Chen Qi, you'd better be respectful when you speak. Although your father is the Minister of Civil Affairs and Yi Xiaolou is your senior brother, do you really think that I can't touch you?" Oxfam said coldly.
"Huh!" Chen Qi snorted coldly, and a slightly fatter young man on the left suddenly said: "Oxfa, don't be shameless. Although your martial arts is good, Brother Chen Qi's swordsmanship is in the same vein as Brother Yi.
It's still very simple to take care of you. Don't leave the Qifeng Tower lying down again then."
"Okay, then I'm going to give it a try."
No matter how good-tempered Oxfam was, he was really angry when he was being ridiculed one after another. He suddenly jumped out of his seat and slapped the fatter young man first with his palm.
"presumptuous!"
Chen Qi suddenly yelled angrily, bent his body, dodged forward at a speed not inferior to Oxfam, and pushed out with a palm.
"bump!"
The two of them exchanged palms, and the invisible air wave suddenly surged away, overturning the wine table and chairs behind them to the ground, and the dishes and drinks immediately scattered on the floor. However, Ling Jing had already dodged and retreated as soon as the two of them exchanged palms.
Let's go.
The people around Chen Qi were obviously not weak in martial arts. They were not as weak as Ling Jing thought the general young masters were. They quickly retreated, their skills were strong and their skills were obviously not weak.
"Go back!"
At this moment, Chen Qi's face suddenly flashed with a trace of bluish-white air, his right palm shook, and there was a muffled "pop" sound, and Oxfam and Chen Qi each took four or five steps away.
The other young men quickly put their hands on Chen Qi's back and supported him, but Oxfam knocked over two chairs in succession before Ling Jing took action to stop him.
"Brother Ling, I made you laugh." Oxfam suddenly smiled bitterly at Ling Jing.
Ling Jing shook his head slightly and said he wouldn't mind.
But Chen Qi and others suddenly looked at Ling Jing with contempt, and the person on the right sneered: "Boy, who do you think you are? Get out of here quickly and don't let me see you again. Otherwise, I'll beat you."
Cut off both of your dog legs."
Ling Jing raised his head coldly, his eyes like the sharpest sword in the world, and glanced at the man's face.
"Brother Ling, don't be angry. These people are followers of Yi Xiaolou, the number one swordsman in the capital. They have strong backgrounds and Yi Xiaolou backs them up. You are new here, so you shouldn't cause trouble. Leave this matter to me.
good."
Oxfam sensed the murderous aura in Ling Jing at the first moment and quickly spoke out to stop him.
The person who spoke earlier was glared at by Ling Jing, and he suddenly felt shocked in his heart. He secretly thought strangely, and then gave Ling Jing a hard look not to be outdone. However, Chen Qi, the leader, had a thoughtful look on his face.
"Give you a chance, slap yourself ten times, and then go downstairs, otherwise I will chop off your hands and feet and throw you downstairs."
Ling Jing stood calmly in front of Chen Qi and others and said calmly.
"Boy, you are so crazy!" The man suddenly burst into laughter, and then his expression became fierce. He stepped forward with a "boom" sound and slapped Ling Jing's "Baihui point" from top to bottom with his palm.
"Groundhand!"
This young master is not weak in skills and is very fierce in his attacks. He used brilliant moves to block Ling Jing's path, and his palm was aimed at the most vital part of Ling Jing's body.
"Get out of here!"
Ling Jing gave a cold slap, and suddenly there was a faint golden light shining on his body, and then he punched out, straight away, without any fancy, directly hitting the palm of the opponent's hand.
"Crack!"
The sound of broken bones sounded. With Ling Jing's 561-point root bone attribute and the blessing of Xiaocheng's "Advanced Vajra Indestructible Magic", the force of this punch was more than a thousand kilograms, and the man suddenly became like
It was as if he had been hit by a fierce horse. The bones in his hand were broken every inch, and the energy flowed down his arm into his lungs and heart veins, causing him to vomit blood and fly backwards.
"What a ruthless means, what a strong arm!"
Chen Qi's expression suddenly darkened, and he suddenly let go of his aura. Suddenly, the whole room was like a ball of turbid stagnant water, making people feel depressed and suffocated.
"You are so courageous. You dare to hurt my "Yi Zi Ge" people. If you don't kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake today, I will make it difficult for you to move even an inch in the capital."
"Yi Zi Pavilion?" Ling Jing frowned slightly, feeling that Chen Qi's aura was not weaker than that of a master of the artistic conception level. His own aura was generated in response to the moment, as if there were countless sharp swords guarding him in all directions, blocking the opponent's aura.
Strangling cleanly.
"Yi Zi Ge is a force formed by Yi Xiaolou and a group of dandies from the capital. The network of relationships is complex and the power is huge. This Chen Qi and those around him are all members of Yi Zi Ge."
Oxfam noticed Ling Jing's doubts and immediately sent a message secretly.
Ling Jing nodded slightly, then looked at Chen Qi and said: "If you want me to kowtow and admit my mistake, as long as you have the ability to completely destroy my martial arts, then of course you have the final say."
"Boy, you are really crazy!" Chen Qi sneered, his inner strength was shaken, and suddenly there was a "buzz" sound, and a shining silver sword fell into his hand from behind.
"As long as you can catch the ten swords, today's events will be wiped out."
That day in the Hanyue Pavilion, Yi Xiaolou, the master of Yizi Pavilion, defeated Oxfam with nine moves, knocking down the Dongchang master who had long been famous in the capital, and became famous for a while.
Today, Chen Qi clearly saw that Ling Jing's martial arts skills were not weak and wanted to repeat his old tricks to show humiliation.
"Okay, then I will give you a chance. As long as you can catch my three swords, I will leave that person's hands and feet on him." Ling Jing said calmly and calmly.
"Arrogant!"
Chen Qi was furious, a flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and a trace of green and white aura flashed out on his face, and then he stepped out, his sword turned into a star point, and stabbed out with an indomitable sword momentum.
"There is no return!"
Ox Shi on the side suddenly looked solemn. That day in Hanyue Tower, he was defeated by this set of "Non-Return Sword Technique". It is said that this sword technique was taught by Yi Xiaolou based on Beihai Zishan Taoist.
The miraculous swordsmanship passed down from the family, and the secret skills passed down from his family, were combined into one. Every sword move is a matter of death or life, and the momentum is inexhaustible, so it is called "No Return Sword Technique", which is definitely rare in the world.
