Does Chen Feiyu have other things to do in the Holy Land?
Of course there is.
As a responsible man, Chen Feiyu naturally had to explain to his confidantes before leaving the Holy Land for the secular world, lest they not know his whereabouts and become worried.
Immediately, Chen Feiyu took A Ding and set off for Wanyoumen.
A few days later, we were already halfway to Wanyoumen.
Seeing that it was getting late, Chen Feiyu and A Ding found a nearby inn and stayed in it. While eating in the lobby, they heard people at the next table talking excitedly about important events in the world.
"Have you heard about that? I didn't expect that even a high-ranking man would make such a choice."
"You're talking about Bai Nianzhen, the saint of the Fierce Underworld Sect, who plans to compete in martial arts to find a bride? This is a major event that has caused a sensation in the entire demon world. How could you not have heard of it?"
"I heard that Saint Bai Nianzhen has a charming appearance, with the appearance of a fish and a wild goose, and the appearance of a flower shy of the moon. She is also a famous martial arts genius in the magic world. She is very likely to succeed the leader of the Fierce Underworld Sect in the future. If someone can become Bai Nianzhen
Husband-in-law, wouldn’t his future status in the Xioming Cult be that one person is inferior to ten thousand people?”
"Logically speaking, the Fierce Underworld Sect is one of the most powerful sects. There are many talented people in the sect, and there are many talented disciples. Why doesn't the century-old pillow saint choose carefully from the Fierce Underworld Cult? Instead, she has to compete with the entire world to recruit a bride? It's hard to believe
Is there no one in the Bucheng Ming Sect that Bai Nianzhen can like?"
"In addition, Bai Nianzhen publicly announced the location of the martial arts competition. There will definitely be many demons gathering at that time. Isn't she worried that the righteous people will wipe out all the demons at once?"
"Hey, the Demon Cult is known for its weird behavior and unpredictable behavior. Who knows what they think, but with such a lively event, we must not miss this good show when the time comes. I want to see what happens in the end.
Who can win the beauty and become the son-in-law of the Fierce Underworld Cult?"
Chen Feiyu listened to the conversation between them, and his expression suddenly felt strange. Bai Nianzhen actually competed in a martial arts competition to find a bride, which was interesting.
As smart as Chen Feiyu, he naturally knows that Bai Nianzhen is attracted to him, and the reason why Bai Nianzhen publicly engages in martial arts competitions for the world is to take this opportunity to send his troops to find her as soon as possible, otherwise she will really hold a martial arts competition to recruit marriages.
Marry someone else.
Acting like this is indeed in line with the style of the demon sect.
Seeing that Chen Feiyu had a strange expression, A Ding asked curiously: "Why, do you know that demon sect saint named Bai Nianzhen?"
Chen Feiyu was about to speak.
Suddenly, a cold voice came from the side: "In the end, there is only one person who can embrace this beauty, and that is me."
Including A Ding, everyone looked towards the sound.
I saw that the person speaking was a strong man about forty years old, with a rough face, and a broad knife in his hand, exuding waves of evil aura. It was obvious at a glance that this knife had infected many people.
of blood.
His name is Wan Xingsheng, and he is a casual cultivator in the evil sect. Although his appearance is not impressive, his strength has reached the early stage of concentration, especially his violent wind sword technique. He has killed dozens of martial arts masters in a row, and he has become famous since then.
He is known as the Sword Maniac in the evil sect.
"Just because you want to embrace a beautiful woman, it's really a toad that wants to eat swan meat. It's a joke."
Suddenly, another mocking voice sounded.
I saw that the person speaking looked relatively thin, even with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. His eyes glanced at A Ding from time to time, flashing a greedy look. At a glance, he knew that he was a lustful person.
Only then did A Ding notice his presence, and a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes. Hey, a little innate ant dares to take advantage of this girl. He is really looking for death.
With a "bang", Wan Xingsheng slammed the knife on the table and said angrily: "Who do you think you are? How dare you come to find trouble with me? Do you believe that I will cut you into pieces?"
The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks did not take Wan Xingsheng's threat into his eyes at all, and then laughed and said: "What a joke, Saint Bai Nianzhen is so stunning, only a romantic person like me is worthy of holding her in my arms.
As for you, an ugly man, you should stay where you can to cool down, lest Saint Bai Nianzhen sees you and becomes so disgusted that you even vomit out your last night's meal."
The people around him suddenly burst into laughter.
Wan Xingsheng was furious and immediately held the knife in his hand: "I will chop you with my knife!"
Before he could finish his words, he was already in front of the man, holding a long knife in his hand and slashing hard.
The powerful sword energy impacted the entire inn, and everyone around them felt pain in their facial features and felt horrified in their hearts. It was such a terrifying sword energy.
In the entire inn, only Chen Feiyu and A Ding were calm and composed. Before the mere sword energy hit them, they were blocked by their protective energy and dissipated invisibly.
Neither of them had the slightest impact.
The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was shocked. He never thought that the thick man in front of him, looking at Tubulaji, could have such strong swordsmanship, and he quickly jumped back.
However, he is only at the innate state, so how can he pass Wan Xingsheng, who is in the early stage of concentration, so quickly?
The shadow of the knife flashed in front of his eyes, and before he felt the pain, he lost his breath.
Blood splattered all around, staining the surrounding tables, chairs and the ground red.
"If you dare to laugh at me, this will be your fate. Who dares to say that I am not worthy of the Holy Saint Bai Nian now? Is it you?"
Wan Xingsheng laughed loudly and suddenly turned to look at the half-hundred-year-old man who had laughed the loudest just now.
The old man was so frightened that he trembled all over and stammered when he spoke: "No... I don't dare... I don't dare. My hero, you are tall and mighty, and you are more... than... more than enough... for Bai Nianzhen Saint..."
Mr. Wan nodded with satisfaction. After asking several people in succession, he got satisfactory answers from all of them, and he felt relieved.
Suddenly, he saw Chen Feiyu and asked arrogantly: "Boy, let me ask you, can I be worthy of Saint Bai Nianzhen?"
In front of everyone, Chen Feiyu smiled, chuckled, and smiled contemptuously: "Not worthy, far from worthy."
Everyone in the crowd suddenly took a breath of cold air. Is this guy going to die?
Wan Xingsheng was furious and immediately clenched the handle of the knife: "I'll ask you again, are you worthy of the Holy Saint Bai Nian?"
The murderous aura is already gushing out!
Chen Feiyu shook his head and still smiled contemptuously: "Not worthy, far from worthy."
"I'll chop you up!"
Wan Xingsheng held a big sword in his hand and struck at Chen Feiyu!
Just when everyone thought Chen Feiyu was certain to die, something shocking happened to them.
Wan Xingsheng's sword suddenly stopped midway.
Chen Feiyu held chopsticks and easily blocked this powerful and heavy knife.