Chapter 739

With a single swing of the sword, Lin Yi didn't use any sword skills, relying on the power of the mysterious black sword, he released streaks of black light, obliterating a large area of ​​those ferocious beasts around him.

Lin Yi flew upward while killing, and when he reached the sky above Qianku Valley, more and more ferocious beasts rushed forward.

After hearing the movement, the ferocious beasts in those caves also swarmed in, covering the entire Thousand Caves Valley.

"A group of beasts looking for death!" Lin Yi was suspended in mid-air, like a boat surrounded by the tide, and then instantly cast the secret of the sword, combining the power of countless lightnings with the black sword, and swept them out.

In an instant, countless screams rang out, with Lin Yi at the center, within a range of hundreds of meters, those beasts were all wiped out by Lin Yi and fell down.

And the fierce beast that was away from Lin Yimin has long since lost its bones.

The surviving beasts instinctively felt fear, and they no longer dared to approach Lin Yi, and flew out one after another.

Lin Yi rushed out with great ease and left the Valley of Thousand Caves.

After flying hundreds of miles, the sky was getting dark.

At this time, Lin Yi saw that at the end of the wasteland, there was a light.

After getting closer, I realized that this is actually a two-storey attic, very simple and plain, dilapidated and old.

It can be vaguely recognized that this is an inn.

In the saint space, there are not many inns, and it is good luck to encounter them.

Lin Yi walked in and found that although the inn was not big, there were quite a lot of guests inside, including men and women, old and young, and naturally they were all saints.

"Guest officer, please come inside, what would you like to order?" The waiter at the inn was a young girl, dressed very plainly, but with a delicate face.

Lin Yi smiled lightly, and quickly glanced at the girl. It can be seen that this seemingly gentle girl has reached the peak stage of strength and has good talent.

Lin Yi ordered a pot of wine casually, and sat down in a corner.

In the inn, it is still quite lively. In the space of the saints, they fight and kill all day long. It is rare to have time to relax. Naturally, they have to drink heavily and eat meat.

"Hey, have you heard that another genius has risen in the saint space recently!" Many people in the inn were chattering, "I heard that as soon as this person appeared, he killed the young man." Boa, entered the eighty-eighth place on the list of saints, and his strength is terrifying!"

"It's Lin Yi, right? He already has his place on the list of saints. It seems that he has a lot of background!"

"Hehe, it's just a newborn calf. There are so many strong people on the list of saints, so what is he worth? Maybe he will be killed tomorrow!" So loud that almost the entire inn could hear it.

"My dear friend, if you are not convinced, just challenge that monk named Lin Yi, and see if you can pass a move under his sword!" A person next to him said with a smile.

"What did you say!" The drunk slammed the table and stood up angrily, "It's not your turn to fart about my business!"

The man shook his head, ignoring the drunk.

"Is what I said wrong? The people on the list of saints are powerful, but they die quickly!" The drunk man chuckled and shook the empty wine glass in his hand.

"Guest officer, your wine!" The girl brought the freshly boiled warm wine to Lin Yi's table, and just as she put it down, the drunk turned around and walked over.

"Give me the wine first!" The drunk clapped his palms, slapped ten spirit crystals on the table, and then picked up the jug.

The girl was taken aback, "Uncle, this wine is for this young master!"

"I said, I'll take it first!" The drunk man yelled with his eyes wide open, reeking of alcohol.

"This..." The girl looked at the drunk and then at Lin Yi, feeling very embarrassed.

"Forget it, serve me another pot!" Lin Yidan said with a smile.

"Young master, wait a moment!" The girl breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that fortunately this young master is a sensible and talkative person, so she hurried to warm up another pot.

But the drunk man sat down opposite Lin Yi, staring at Lin Yi with two big eyes, "Boy, I see you are quite sensible, and I will hang out with Lao Tzu from now on. I will guarantee you that you can live in the space of saints." Come down!"

"No need!" Lin Yi smiled slightly.

"Why, do you think I'm incapable?" The drunk man slapped his palms violently, but he took out a long sword and threw it on the table, "See, this is a high-grade holy weapon!"

"I see!" Lin Yi touched his chin calmly.

"Shua..." The drunk man flicked the blade violently, releasing a beam of sword energy, and struck out from the inn, hitting a boulder outside, smashing it to pieces.

"How?" asked the drunk.

"Not bad!" Lin Yi nodded.

"Haha..." The drunk laughed triumphantly, and then took a few sips of wine.

"Boom..." At this time, the sound of gusts of wind suddenly came from outside the inn, and Lin Yi's ears moved, and he felt that it was not the sound of wind, but the sound of a large number of monks flying.

Sure enough, after a while, the door of the inn was kicked open, and then a group of monks rushed in.

These monks were wearing animal skin coir raincoats and wide and thick hats, and they could hardly see their faces clearly.

However, the most conspicuous thing is that there is a golden leaf hanging on the clothes of this group of monks.

Everyone in the inn was stunned, especially when they saw the golden leaves on these people, they trembled with fright, "Yes... it's the Golden Leaf Guild!"

"Golden Leaf Guild, run away!" Several monks reacted and pushed open the window of the inn, wanting to escape.

As a result, as soon as those people jumped out of the window, they were chopped up by countless swords, chopping them into meat paste.

"Who is the boss?" Immediately, the group of people moved out of the way, and then a middle-aged man walked in and asked.

This middle-aged man has two golden leaves on his body, looks weird, and holds a stick and sword in his hand, which is not easy to mess with.

"My lord, the younger one!" The owner of the inn, a fat man, ran out quickly.

"Do you understand the rules?" The middle-aged man chuckled.

"Understand! Understood!" The innkeeper quickly took out a ring, and handed it to the man tremblingly, "There are one hundred thousand spirit crystals in here, my lord, keep them!"

The face of the middle-aged man changed, "One hundred thousand? Are you sending the beggar? Give me all the spirit crystals!"

"This..." The innkeeper frowned and hesitated for a while, but at this moment, the middle-aged man made a sudden move and smashed the stick and sword in his hand.

Just as the innkeeper wanted to dodge, he was forcibly held down by the people next to him. With a click, the stick and sword hit his arm, directly smashing the innkeeper's right arm!