Chapter 637

637 wolf smoke did not rise

Seeing this move, the guards around got excited. Their hall leader is really reliable. With this move, Murong Ying must not die but also be injured!

Murong Ying was still very calm. She just stretched out her right hand and gently opened it to the silver gun. The pink cherry petals immediately flew out, and Murong cherry seemed to have rows of cherry trees behind him, falling countless pink petals. A gust of wind swept these petals away.

These petals hit Yang Wuji, tearing his body out of large wounds! Moreover, this powerful impact directly knocked Yang Wuji's body out and slammed heavily on the wall behind him.

"Bang!"

Yang Wuji smashed his body into a pit, but it was not over. Murong Ying completely opened her palm, sideways, and the palm was aimed at Yang Wuji.

More cherry blossoms hit Yang Wuji, like pink sea water, which completely swallowed Yang Wuji in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the wall was punctured, and all the flesh and blood on Yang Wuji was torn clean by the sword gas, leaving only a skeleton, which fell outside the wall with the broken corpse, smashing.

The bright silver gun also became scrap iron, fell aside, and lost its brilliance with its owner.

The rest of the demon sect disciples were frightened. Murong Ying's strength was too strong! In their mind, Yang Wuji, the hall leader like the God of war, was beaten into a dog when he met him face to face!

"Don't leave any of the disciples of the demon sect."

Murong Ying stood in the hall, domineering.

The gold and silver swordsmen have entered the hall, and their gold and silver swords are like the sickle of death, quickly harvesting the lives of those demon sect disciples. For these people in the demon sect, Murong Ying didn't leave any mercy, and he would kill them without mercy!

Soon, there will be no half of the living here.

Murong Ying glanced at these bodies lying in a pool of blood, and was still so calm.

"Let's go to the next demon sect."

Murong Ying only held a few information about the division of the demon sect in her hand. She had been unwilling to take it out before, and wanted to keep it for a long time to catch big fish. But this time, for the sake of Li Fan, she cleaned up these sub halls one by one.

While Murong Ying was sweeping the demon sect sub hall, Li Fan and Liu Zhu had been successfully undercover into Yijian xiaoqingfeng and came to the dinner hall.

The dinner hall is very simple, with only a dozen large round tables on which simple meals are placed.

Many men and women in black robes gathered in the hall and had dinner together.

As the leader of the alliance, Luoxue dance would not eat in such a place. And the four heavenly kings are not there, only a bald head sitting on the front table, eating a beggar chicken.

When Li Fan and Liu Zhu came in, everyone looked at them and continued to eat their own. It seems that for them, eating is the most important thing.

Li Fan and Liu Zhu were arranged at the bottom table. There were seven or eight people dressed in all kinds of clothes with them. It seemed that they were all new disciples of Naxin.

After Li Fan and Liu Zhu sat in, several others glanced at them one after another, with curiosity, vigilance and even disgust in their eyes.

Leaning on the sword to laugh at Qingfeng is different from other leagues, such as riding a horse to roar the west wind. They generally refuse whoever comes to recruit new people. Therefore, there are a large number of people, which is known as the largest League among the four leagues!

On the contrary, leaning on the sword and laughing at Qingfeng has always followed the elitist route. Although it is also an audition every time, the final pass rate is very low. Generally, only two or three people can stay and become the elite of the elite.

Originally, more people would come this time, but because the demon sect was going up the mountain, Li Fan and Liu Zhu were the last batch of candidates to pass the primary election. Their arrival undoubtedly increased the competitiveness of this round!

Although everyone seems to be eating, several people are secretly observing Li Fan and them, as if they want to see the details of Li Fan and Liu Zhu.

Eating is just ordinary steamed bread and beef, which are the most basic food for martial artists.

Liu Zhu felt a little embarrassed. He suddenly put down the steamed bread in his hand and said loudly.

"I've seen your senior brothers and sisters! In the lower Tang clan, Liu Zhu! This is my good friend, gossip, Li Er."

Gossip Li Er... Li Fan whispered in his heart, why does this name sound uncomfortable.

"Several senior brothers and sisters, I'm new here. Please take care of me."

"Oh! You know some rules."

A one eyed man broke the steamed bread in two, and said a little arrogantly, "I'm from Golden Eagle castle, and my strength is above you mobs! I must be one of the quota this time. You'll fight for the rest slowly. However, if anyone dares to provoke me, I'll let him break a leg and climb out of Kunlun mountain!"

The people around didn't dare to say anything. It seems that this one eyed man is really difficult to provoke.

And he suddenly stared at Li Fan, and then shouted.

"Why don't you salute me, you bastard?"

Liu Zhu hurriedly explained for Li Fan, "sorry, elder martial brother. My brother, who is mute, can't speak."

"Dumb? Dumb people have to salute me! In the Jianghu, the strong and the weak are in order. This is the rule!"

The one eyed man said, taking a remnant in his hand, directly pulled out the saber at his waist, carried it in his hand for a few rounds, and finally pointed at Li Fan.

The steamed bread in the hands of those people next to him was all cut into four sections by him with a knife and fell onto the plate.

This man's sharp knife has been powerful to a certain extent.

And Li Fan didn't bear it, he suddenly shot.

Li Fan grabbed the one eyed man's wrist with his left hand, pressed it on the table, and smashed his arm into the table. The knife also slipped out of his hand and fell to one side.

At the same time, Li Fan directly wrote a hand knife in his right hand and cleaved down against the one eyed man's cheek.

Bang!

This hardwood table was directly split in two by Li Fan, and everyone's meals fell to the ground, but no one dared to say anything.

The one eyed man was also scared to pee. As Li Fan stretched out his hand and pushed it, he sat back obediently, sweating all over his head, and dared not fart.

Li Fan's right foot was lifted. When the table broke just now, he borrowed his plate.

Everyone's eyes fell again. Liu Zhu swallowed his saliva and said, "well... We... Need to change a table."

Li Fan picked up his plate and continued to eat without incident.

"Interesting."

The bald man put down his drumsticks and looked at Li Fan. "This year's newcomer is a little interesting."

"Lord, Lord!"

A disciple leaning on the sword suddenly broke into the hall and stumbled all the way to the bald body.

"What's so panic? What's the matter!"

His bald head frowned, and the disciple's words almost made him lose his mind.

"Hall master... Tonight, the wolf smoke in the front hall never rises..."