In this world, there are always some people who are "unfaithful" who like to do things that destroy the beautiful mood. For example, the old and the young at the entrance of the hall.
Those who dare to come to "smash the situation" at this time are naturally not ordinary people. At least this courage is not something that ordinary people can have.
The old man was named "Bufeng", "Elder of the Sect in Zhujian Villa", and his cultivation level was a high-level Xuanshi. He was once called "Three Heroes of Zhujian" together with Shan Jianyun and Jiang Huyu.
After Jiang Huyu became defeated and returned to the sect, he became like a timid rabbit, and was extremely cautious in everything, and did not dare to provoke the "Purple Cloud Sea". Bu Feng despised this very much, so he wanted to take this opportunity to show Jiang Huyu his approach.
Bu Feng strided in the hall with an extremely arrogant look. He didn't even take the "Wild Wolf Gang" and "Ziyunhai" seriously, so how could he look at a small "Chixiao Chamber of Commerce".
As the saying goes, pride makes people retreat. But pride brings more than that, it can also cause death.
Everyone in the hall, whether they could beat Bu Feng or could not beat Bu Feng, looked straight at him, and the murderous aura revealed in their eyes was enough to kill him hundreds of times.
Of course, the premise is that the look of eyes can kill people.
Ye Junlin glanced at Song Jinghong, and a cold breath appeared in his eyes.
His purpose is very clear: Kill Bu Feng.
Song Jinghong nodded, as accusation.
But in his heart, he sighed softly: This child is so bloodthirsty.
Ye Junlin stood up and slowly left the seat. The space ring on his finger flashed with a glimmer of light, and the "Red Flame Sword" with red flames appeared in his hand.
Ye Junlin didn't want to talk, at least he didn't want to talk to Bu Feng. Because in his eyes, Bu Feng was already a dead person.
Bu Feng looked at Ye Junlin with a look of contempt on his face.
He only heard him laugh and said, "You are Ye Junlin. You can achieve such cultivation at a young age, which is indeed..."
Before Bu Feng finished speaking, the sword energy on Ye Junlin's body surged. The long sword swung in succession, and two invisible sword energy shot out instantly.
Two sword energy, like invisible ghosts, instantly penetrated into Bu Feng's sea of consciousness.
Like thousands of swords, they were constantly swaying, slashing Bu Feng's sea of consciousness.
He was too lazy to care about anything else. Bu Feng covered his head with a ferocious expression and was in pain. His hands seemed to be about to squeeze his head. He rolled on the ground in great pain, like a child crying and cheating.
There was no trace of pity on Ye Junlin's face, and he strode forward. The tip of the Chiyan Sword slowly drifted across the floor, and a straight thin line remained on the floor.
"Clang!"
The young man looked at Ye Junlin who was coming in a fierce manner and hurriedly drew out his sharp sword. He looked at Ye Junlin with a look of fear.
The young man's cultivation is only a high-level mysterious person. With Ye Junlin's current combat power, torture him is just a matter of mood.
"roll!"
Ye Junlin's mouth moved slightly, but the cold voice still came into the boy's ears.
The boy felt a chill, from head to toe, but he didn't step back.
"If you want to toast, you will be punished for wine." Ye Junlin murmured, and the flames on his left palm suddenly rose.
"Flame Palm!"
Ye Junlin pushed out his left palm, and a huge flame palm print flew out, covering the boy in. Without any accident, the boy was bombarded straight by the flame palm print.
To solve the small trouble, Ye Junlin's Red Flame Sword suddenly raised.
"Bang!"
The Red Flame Sword slammed on the floor and made a muffled sound in an instant. Ye Junlin's arm was lifted up four times in total, and after that, Bu Feng's limbs were all destroyed.
The young man Zhan Zhan stood up tall and Ye Junlin hooked his finger at him.
The boy looked shocked, as if he saw the god of death waving towards him, and subconsciously retreated.
"Come here, I won't kill you." Ye Junlin said.
The boy swallowed his saliva, as if he had made a great decision.
Ye Junlin put away the Red Flame Sword and pointed at Bu Feng, who had his limbs been destroyed, but was still struggling, and said, "Take him back and tell Jiang Huyu everything."
The boy nodded quickly, picked Qizhufeng and walked out.
Ye Junlin dusted the dust off his clothes and sat back on the seat.
Everyone in the hall looked at him in shock. His eyes were filled with fear and shock.
"This son is really a generation of killing god..." Jin Baxian thought secretly.
The servant servant hurriedly ran up, and the traces left by the battle disappeared in an instant. The music was played again, and the dancer danced again...
It seemed as if Bu Feng and the young man had never appeared before.
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Ye Junlin, Song Jinghong and other "Ziyunhai" missionaries lived in the "Chixiao Mall" for three days. For the past three days, Ye Junlin has been staying in the VIP guest room, studying a mysterious skill called "The Flying Dragon Seal Method" called "The Lower Class of Xuanjiao" that he asked for from Jin Baxian.
But Yunfeng was extremely busy, and his daily life was just the same: seeing Jinling, seeing Jinling, and seeing Jinling...
The moon rises to the willow branches.
A black shadow slowly touched the window of a small hall, and it was a young man.
"Dong, dun, dun..."
The black shadow knocked on the window gently and rhythmically, and a girl's beautiful face slowly poked out her head.
The young girl looked at each other and smiled, and then two purple wings stretched out on the boy's back. The girl wrapped around the boy's waist, and then the two of them flew out of the mansion in the night as if they were elopement.
The boy and girl are undoubtedly Yunfeng and Jinling.
For three days, they have been together all day long, and their relationship has heated up quickly. The feeling of falling in love is really wonderful.
The east wind blooms at night, thousands of flowers and trees blow down, and the stars are like rain.
The 15th night of the month of "Chixiao Mall" is the most lively time of January, because at this time, the "Night Market" is grandly launched.
Jinling held Yun Feng's arms and a smile appeared on her face.
They followed the bustling crowds and immersed in the ocean of joy.
Jin Baxian and Song Jinghong have both agreed to the fact that they fell in love. Although they are a little shy, they both know that in the near future, they will tie the knot and grow old.
At this moment, a few more pairs of eyes appeared in the crowded crowd. When they looked at the couple, the murderous aura in their eyes instantly overflowed.
"Come on." A black shadow who was in the lead muttered softly, then followed the two teenagers.
The moon entered the sky, and the flow of people gradually dissipated. The young couple who had been wandering for a long time also planned to go home.
Three black shadows, like three ghosts, suddenly stopped them in front of them...