Comprehensive martial arts: Inherit the weak chicken sword god at the beginning

Chapter 3 Fights Ji Wuming.

In less than two sticks of incense, everyone packed up their things and stood in the lobby.

Just as he was about to leave, an unexpected guest walked in.

"Yo, they're all here, and they've prepared meals. It's just right, I'll eat some."

After finishing speaking, Lao Xing walked quickly to the table, took a bite of food with his chopsticks, and prepared to deliver it to his mouth.

Bai Zhantang hurriedly shouted: "Old Xing, this meal is for guests."

"Then it's over if you cook another table." Lao Xing said indifferently, and put the food in his mouth again.

Xiao Guo then shouted: "Old Xing! This food is cold."

"I like it cold, it tastes refreshing."

Seeing that the food was about to enter, shopkeeper Tong could only say helplessly: "Old Xing!"

Before he finished speaking, Lao Xing directly pulled out the saber at his waist, and he was about to come up with a set of ancestral saber techniques.

Shopkeeper Tong quickly waved his hand, and then said viciously: "Eat, eat hard."

"Sacrifice your life to keep you safe, even if you can't eat something? It's outrageous."

As he said that, he picked up the plate and ate it, and then, as if angry, he ate all the food.

Lao Xing, who had just finished eating, suddenly felt the world spinning, and then fell down on the table with a bang, unconscious.

At this time, Ji Wuming came out from the backyard.

Looking at Lao Xing lying on the table, he felt very puzzled, so he stepped forward and pushed.

"Hey, wake up."

I don't know whether Bai Zhantang's Mongolian sweat medicine has expired or broken, but Lao Xing really woke up.

Looking at Ji Wuming who was close at hand, he was suddenly frightened.

Quickly took two steps back, and then pulled out the saber at his waist: "Ji Wuming, you are indeed here."

"Ji Wuming? Are you talking about me?" He was full of doubts.

"Stop pretending, Ji Wuming." Lao Xing took a knife and used a set of moves that no relatives would recognize, and shouted:

"You kill and set fire, you do all kinds of evil, I was able to catch you back then, and I can do the same now."

"Stand back and give him to me."

After finishing speaking, he rushed over with the knife in hand, and slashed at Ji Wuming fiercely.

But the gap in strength cannot be smoothed out by courage. Ji Wuming knocked down his saber with a wave of his right hand, and sent him flying with a light palm.

"Old Xing!"

Although Lao Xing Ai took advantage and had a lot of shortcomings, his determination to maintain law and order was firm and he was well respected in the town.

Ji Wuming's eyes became brighter and brighter after knocking Lao Xing away: "I see, I remembered, I remembered everything."

"Back then, I was assassinated in this inn."

Then he stared fixedly at Bai Zhantang: "It's you! Bai Yutang, just right, I'll kill you first, and then kill all the people in this inn, die!"

After finishing speaking, the whole person is like a cheetah, flying and shooting arrows.

Gathering Qi with both hands, he hit Bai Zhantang like a dragon sailing out to sea.

Behind Bai Zhantang was everyone in the inn, he didn't dare to dodge.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and point two fingers in Ji Wuming's palm, and suddenly a strong wind blew up, and the aura of the two of them blew the tables and chairs of the entire inn upside down.

It's a pity that Bai Zhantang's true energy was lost by more than a little after all, and Ji Wuming flicked his fingers away again.

Afterwards, a ghostly figure appeared in front of him, and he slammed a palm on his chest.

Bai Zhantang flew upside down, spewed out a big mouthful of blood in the air, and then became dispirited.

After all, he was a member of the underworld, Ji Wuming didn't talk nonsense, and directly took advantage of the victory to pursue and kill Bai Zhantang.

At the very moment, a cyan sword glow appeared.After cutting it out, Ji Wuming felt something, and jumped to hide.

"Gang Qi out? Who are you?"

He stared at Han Fei, knowing that the master was already a master, how could there be such a person in a small town like Qixia Town?Could it be sent by the court?

Han Fei smiled confidently: "My name is Han Fei. In the world of the Seven Kingdoms, I want ninety...Sorry, I said the wrong line."

"Nonsense, since you refuse to speak, then you die with them!"

Ji Wuming kicked his right foot, the floor cracked instantly, and his whole body was ejected.

Immediately, the sky was covered with blood-red palm prints, and strong winds swept towards Han Fei.

Instead of advancing, Han Fei retreated, slashing out several sword lights to scatter the palm prints, and then stabbed straight with the sword.

The two fought in the inn, and the sound of gold and jade colliding came out.

The two sides fought faster and faster, leaving only afterimages in the air.

Suddenly, Ji Wuming showed a fierce look on his face, and the power in his palm increased again, as if to tear Han Fei into pieces.

"go to hell!"

At this time, everyone in the inn had already retreated outside the door, watching the two fight from a distance.

All of a sudden, Han Fei's eyes lit up, and Zhuo Bufan's 30 years of hard training condensed into a very simple pose.

"Boundless sword light!"

The piercing sharpness locked Ji Wuming tightly, he dared not stop now, he could only continue to increase his skill, if he lost his breath, it would really be over.

The green and red gang qi kept colliding, and the whole inn was in a mess, and even the roof had several big holes.

Sawdust kept flying all over the sky, covering everyone's sight.

After half a sound, everything returned to calm.

The dust dissipated, and the figures of the two were revealed. Han Fei was in a mess, and the clothes on his body were full of holes.

On the other side, Ji Wuming held his neck tightly with both hands, and blood gushed out between his fingers.

"How... how is it possible."

After finishing speaking, he fell to the ground and died, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, he was a majestic thief, and finally died in this unknown town.

At the same time, the voice in Han Fei's mind sounded again:
[Congratulations to the host for killing a plot character for the first time]

[A chance to draw rewards once]

[Reward silver ticket 2000 taels]

【Reward Sword Blue Frost】

[Reward Western Region Thaumaturgy "Arson"]

[Reward 20 years of pure Qi]

A great harvest, digesting this reward can improve a lot of strength, Han Fei thought happily.

At this time, everyone in the inn walked in.

Looking at the ruined inn, shopkeeper Tong almost fainted: "My god! What a crime I have done!"

Xiao Guo comforted: "Shopkeeper, don't worry, at least, at least the backyard and the second floor are still fine, aren't they?"

"That's right, my kitchen is fine, too?"

"My counter... well, my counter is gone, and the banknotes in it are gone."

After hearing their comfort, shopkeeper Tong felt even more sad.

"My God! I shouldn't have married back then. If I hadn't married, I wouldn't have become a widow."

"I wouldn't buy this inn without becoming a widow."

"If I don't buy the inn, I won't have to suffer the current crime, my mother!"

Among the crowd, only Bai Zhantang did not speak, he walked slowly to Ji Wuming.

Slowly squatting down, carefully closing Ji Wuming's eyes.

After all, it's a brother's fight, so you have to do something for him, death is like a lamp going out, no matter how big the hatred is, no matter how big the resentment is, it should disappear.

Just when everyone had mixed feelings, Han Fei said, "Don't cry, Shopkeeper Tong, I have a solution for the loss of the inn."

"Really?"

Shopkeeper Tong immediately smiled, and then asked coyly, "What can I do?"

Han Fei took out a bank note from his pocket, handed it to the scholar, and said:

"Here is 1000 taels. It should be enough to renovate the inn. The 1000 taels will be regarded as my shareholding, and I will distribute the money to me in the future."

After speaking, he jumped to the second floor, opened the door of his room and walked in.

As for why not take the stairs, idiot!That, of course, was because the stairs were lost by the two of them.

Downstairs, everyone looked at each other.

　I am two and a half years old this year, my expressive skills are not very good, and I have to earn money for milk powder by myself, I hope you don’t mind.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)