Chapter 328: Dispute, Lin Feng secretly takes action
I saw a few people starting to cause trouble.
The entire inn instantly became quiet.
Everyone followed the sound and looked.
But I saw several young people wearing uniform clothes walking down.
Every step he took was extremely arrogant.
The leader is even more arrogant.
I saw these people walking down.
All the guests' faces changed drastically.
They all retreated to the left and right sides, not daring to stop these people at all.
Most of these guests are ordinary people.
To practitioners, they are all tiny ants.
No ordinary people dare to face such practitioners.
As long as the practitioners move their hands at will, even if they die, no one will dare to care about them or ask questions.
Lin Feng raised his eyebrows when he saw these people coming downstairs.
These people actually had auras on their bodies that caused Lin Feng's blood-killing power to move.
His gaze narrowed slightly and swept over these people.
Lin Feng probably knew it well, so he just ignored it and continued watching the show.
Several young people went downstairs, and suddenly their footsteps stopped.
The young man in the lead looked coldly at the young men wearing bamboo hats.
"Oh? Isn't this the Qingliu Sword Sect? Haha, you really are haunted."
Hearing this, one of the young men wearing a bamboo hat stood up suddenly.
"Liu Song! You have gone too far. You have taken away our Red Blood Order and killed several of our brothers. We must pay with blood today!"
Liu Song grinned.
"Isn't the Red Blood Order a place for virtuous people? Zhao Ji, with your abilities, doesn't it mean that the Red Blood Order didn't die in vain in the ruins? I have good intentions."
Hearing this, Zhao Ji, a young man in a bamboo hat, became angry.
"Fuck you! You giant shark sect is simply bullying others. We, the Qingliu Sword Sect, will never give in. If you hand over the Red Blood Order today, that will be the end of the day!"
Liu Song shrugged indifferently and sneered.
"Just relying on you losers? I'm afraid you don't even have the qualifications to do it."
Zhao Ji suddenly turned cold and smashed the cup in his hand.
"Then let's fight!"
The next moment, Zhao Ji's body moved and he drew out the long sword from his waist.
He rushed directly towards Liu Song and stabbed him with one sword.
Liu Song's eyes turned cold, murderous intent emerged.
"If you are looking for death, then I will help you."
After saying that, he stamped his feet hard and his breath surged.
The surrounding tables and chairs instantly fell apart.
The guests around me dared to stay longer after seeing this scene.
They all fled outside the inn.
Soon, the entire inn was empty.
Only the people from the Jusha Sect and the Qingliu Sword Sect are still fighting.
Of course, there is also Lin Feng in the corner.
boom!
Liu Song's fist hit hard.
Zhao Ji's sword is also extremely powerful.
When their energy burst out, both sides took a few steps back.
The scene at this time was extremely chaotic.
The disciples of the two factions were fighting non-stop.
Everyone was getting angry, and the situation gradually escalated.
At first, the people from the Qingliu Sword Sect were able to gain the upper hand.
The swords in their hands are extremely sharp, and each thrust of the sword can crush the disciples of the Giant Shark Sect.
But gradually the people of Qingliu Sword Sect began to show signs of fatigue.
Obviously their true energy is not as good as the disciples of the Giant Shark Sect.
So the Giant Shark Sect gradually began to suppress the people of the Qingliu Sword Sect.
Bang!
There was an explosion, and Zhao Ji lost his footing and was hit by Liu Song's punch.
At this time, Zhao Ji could only block the punch with his sword.
The sword bent, and the punch hit Zhao Ji's chest directly.
With a scream, blood spurted out of Zhao Ji's mouth, and he fell a few feet away.
As Zhao Ji was knocked down, other members of the Qingliu Sword Sect also began to be injured.
Some people were even covered in blood and were about to die on the spot.
As luck would have it, the place where Zhao Ji fell was right next to the table where Lin Feng was.
Zhao Ji struggled to stand up at this time and saw that Lin Feng was still where he was.
I thought he was scared out of his wits.
He hurriedly endured the pain and said, "Brother, leave quickly. The swords here have no eyes. Don't risk your life!"
Before Lin Feng could speak, a voice shouted loudly.
"Zhao Ji! Die!"
Zhao Ji's expression changed at this time, and he forced himself to speak to avoid the menacing Liu Song.
But suddenly he saw Lin Feng who seemed to be still standing there.
He just gritted his teeth and held the sword horizontally in his hand.
His eyes even turned blood red.
"Damn it! I'll fight you!"
Before he finished speaking, Liu Song's iron fist had already struck down.
Zhao Ji gritted his teeth and faced him with his sword in his hand.
Bang!
The two breaths collided together instantly.
But at this time, Zhao Ji was already injured.
Who is Liu Song's opponent?
Just a few seconds of time passed.
Zhao Ji's downfall has already appeared.
His breath began to weaken continuously.
The sword energy in his hand began to dissipate.
A stern sneer flashed across Liu Song's lips.
The iron fist pressed down hard, dispersing the sword energy.
It was about to hit Zhao Ji's face!
If this punch had been real, Zhao Ji would have been killed on the spot.
The situation at this time has reached its most critical moment.
He could only watch helplessly as the punch kept approaching him.
And he had no power to resist at this time.
Am I going to die here?
Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel a flash of despair in his heart.
My eyes are about to close.
Suddenly, at this moment, a white and strong palm slowly placed on his shoulder.
A powerful infuriating energy suddenly came from his shoulders.
The true energy just rushed into his meridians instantly.
This incident made Zhao Ji's eyes that he had wanted to close suddenly open.
A ray of light shot out from his eyes.
The feeling of Qi in the body at this time is so unreal.
But when he faced Liu Song's punch, he subconsciously slashed it away with his sword.
bite!
At this time, Zhao Ji's sword actually made the sound of a sword.
He even slashed out a three-foot sword energy!
Although this sword energy seems inconspicuous, it contains powerful power.
Liu Song's expression suddenly changed, and he instinctively felt threatened by this sword.
It's just that he can't escape at this time.
Facing such a sword, he didn't want to avoid it but didn't dare to avoid it, so he could only attack it head-on.
boom!
Almost instantly, the punch was blown away by the sword energy.
This sword energy actually hit Liu Song's fist directly.
Like a hot knife cutting through frost.
In an instant, his arm was cut off!
The speed of this sword is too fast.
At this time, Liu Song still looked incredulous.
Even because the sword energy was so fast, he didn't feel any pain at all.
But only after a moment.
Liu Song yelled like a slaughtering pig.
Covering his broken arm with one hand, blood spurted out and he fell heavily to the ground.
The scene at this time followed Liu Song's serious injury.
fell into a strange dead silence.
That broken arm, that sharp sword.
It shocked everyone.
Everyone looked at Zhao Ji.
No, to be more precise, he should be looking at the young man behind Zhao Ji.