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"Gentlemen, please, what dish does this girl want?"

When Yue Lingshan and Linghu Chong walked into Fengbo Building, the waiters in the lobby immediately greeted them diligently, "Dear heroes, although our Fengbo Building is not the best restaurant in Fuzhou, it is the restaurant where countless wealthy people come and go. You have come to the right place.

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“Whatever private room and dishes you want, we’ll serve them right away.”

Yue Lingshan pointed to the white-robed figure in front of her, and the waiter immediately changed her expression: "Dear heroes, the top floor of the restaurant Mr. Lin went to has been booked. We will not entertain outsiders. I hope you will bear with me."

"There's so much nonsense!"

Yue Lingshan followed Chen Jun's pace directly, and Linghu Chong had no choice but to push the waiter away and follow him up to the top floor.

above the top floor.

When Chen Jun climbed up the steps, he saw many wealthy people with swords and swords. Sitting in the center was Lin Zhennan. Opposite him was a short man in a green Taoist robe, who should be Yu Canghai.

In addition, Yue Buqun was sitting on the edge of the restaurant, enjoying his free time, with a self-indulgent attitude. Next to him were many small sects in Fuzhou City who were invited by Lin Zhennan to help him, such as the Yin Palm Clan and Iron Fist.

Gang, Black Wind Faction and other sects that are not popular.

"Ping'er?"

Lin Zhennan was slightly shocked when he saw Chen Jun coming up.

Everyone heard the sound and looked up to see Chen Jun's figure. They couldn't help but admire him and secretly felt pity for him.

Now that the negotiations between Lin Zhennan and the Qingcheng faction are at an impasse, the Fuwei Escort Agency cannot overcome Yu Canghai, a dragon crossing the river. If it cannot pass this obstacle, the handsome young man in front of him will definitely be in danger of his life.

"Lin Pingzhi?"

Yue Buqun's eyes flickered, but when he saw Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan and others following him, he couldn't help but become angry.

"Bang!"

The table in the center of the field was smashed to pieces. Yu Canghai turned his head, looked up at the young man in front of him, and said in a sinister way: "Are you the Lin Pingzhi who killed my son?"

The voice of Sichuan and Shu was condensed into a line, and there was an awe-inspiring chill in it, causing many people from unskilled sects present to shrink back.

"I am Lin Pingzhi. You will recognize me naturally. But on that day, your apprentice sent a message for me. I will take your head from your neck and hang it outside the gate of Fuzhou City. Do you know?" Chen Jun said calmly.

Everyone looked at the young man with a calm face like a madman. It really shouldn't be said that he was fearless or ignorant.

The leader of a sect in the world is at least a top-notch master. The Qingcheng sect has a long history and a profound foundation that cannot be underestimated.

If the Fuwei Escort Bureau is a nouveau riche, the Qingcheng faction is truly powerful. Even if Yu Canghai comes to the Fuwei Escort Bureau alone, he will never be an opponent. With these helpers, they can't even be considered their enemies together.

Some of the helpful gangsters shook their heads inwardly.

"court death!"

Yu Canghai shouted sternly, his sleeves and robes shook, and the table next to him instantly flew over and hit him, even Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan and others behind him were covered in their bodies.

Yue Lingshan looked calm and not nervous, and Yue Buqun didn't take any action. Linghu Chong hesitated, looking at the young man standing in front of him, and just took a step forward. The table that flew over was immediately torn apart like a piece of silk and turned into pieces of wood.

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At the same time, a sword light suddenly separated the table as debris flew in the sky, splitting it into two halves.

"Qingcheng Songfeng swordsmanship is as strong as a pine and as fast as the wind!"

The discerning others had already revealed Yu Canghai's unique skills. When everyone looked over, they saw the sword light pouring out. It was indeed as tough as a pine tree and as fast and fierce as a strong wind.

"What a pity for such a handsome young man." The wealthy man in the world thought to himself.

Lin Zhennan suddenly stood up from his seat.

"Ding~"

The sharp and fast sound of gold and iron erupted, and the waves like a river bursting its banks suddenly shattered the table into pieces and swept out to the entire audience. Some people immediately covered their ears and noses and couldn't help but look.

A golden fist light surged downwards, as if it were splitting the Huashan Mountain, powerful and unstoppable.

Yu Canghai was so frightened that he could hardly control the sword. How could it be possible? This was just the beginning. The power of his fists increased sharply, and the wind and thunder stirred up. Suddenly, his eyes felt like they were being pricked by needles, and he felt like he wanted to run for his life under this punch.

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"My son!"

Frightened and angry, Yu Canghai roared, and the Taoist crown above his head exploded as the energy flew up. His eyes were as cold as ice, and the Taoist robes bulged, as if being blown in by the strong wind. He held the sword in one hand,

The other sleeve of the Taoist robe bulged up, and suddenly it turned into a palm and shot it out. The true energy flowed into the air and strangled it wantonly, causing the entire Fengbo Tower to tremble slightly.

"Heart-stimulating Palm!"

Yue Buqun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he naturally realized that this was the secret skill of the Qingcheng School, the heart-stimulating palm, and the heart of those who hit it would break into seven or eight pieces and die.

Boom!

One punch and one palm followed each other, like two giant hammers colliding in the air. A burst of thunder exploded out of thin air and struck down. The billowing waves were like a roaring ocean, sweeping and tearing apart the tables, chairs and benches on the top floor of the Fengbo Building. Drinks spilled all over the floor.

"What?"

When the broken wood's strength stagnated slightly, everyone stood up from the side, eyes wide open, unable to believe their own eyes.

Yu Canghai was knocked back four or five steps by a palm, his face was ferocious, and his mouth and nose were bleeding continuously.

"What a man who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger."

Everyone felt that they had been deceived by him. Yue Buqun didn't have any thoughts in his mind. He just stared at the palm of the white-robed figure with a faint golden glow.

He was also injured internally by this palm technique at the beginning. After returning to the inn, he spent several days working hard and still has not recovered, and his kidneys are still aching.

For this reason, he consulted the classics and found out that this palm technique was the unique skill of the Kongtong sect, the Seven Injury Fist.

He hurts others first, he is very domineering.

It's just that for some reason, Lin Pingzhi's face in front of him didn't change, and he didn't have any internal injuries. This can only prove that he has trained his body to an extremely terrifying level, or that he has mastered the Zixia secret book to a profound level in a short period of time.

realm.

And looking at Yu Canghai, Qingcheng Sect does not have top Taoist internal skills like Zixia to protect the body like Huashan Sect. At this moment, the five internal organs are probably seriously injured.

"brute!"

Yu Canghai felt the heart-rending pain in his internal organs, his face twitched and deformed, he roared, and an iron cable hook sprang out of his sleeves and shot out towards Chen Jun.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, the flying hook of the iron rope was shot between the lightning and flints, and Yu Canghai jumped like a snake, leaping two feet away, and suddenly pinched Lin Zhennan's neck with one claw.

"Lin Ping..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Canghai turned around. Everyone felt their eyelids twitching wildly and their hairs standing on end. They saw a beam of lightning suddenly escape from Chen Jun's hand and shoot through the sky. It was so sharp that it landed on the center of Yu Canghai's eyebrows.

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A trace of blood slowly seeped out from the center of Yu Canghai's eyebrows.

Tick ​​tock!

Scarlet blood splashed onto the wooden board, like plum blossoms in full bloom.

Everyone saw that Yu Canghai's eyes were full of unspeakable panic, his mouth was slightly open, and he was unable to say a word.

boom!

Yu Canghai's body fell down with a crash, shaking the dust on the wooden board.

Everyone looked at the wide-eyed corpse on the ground, couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Some people looked up at the indifferent young man and couldn't help but tremble.

Lin Zhennan looked at him standing tall with complicated eyes.

Is this really the same Lin Pingzhi who can only wield swords and fake guns? He could have expected that his martial arts would improve by leaps and bounds, but he did not expect that he would kill a generation of martial arts leaders with his backhand.

Kill the chicken.