Supreme Martial Artist

"Everyone, please let me know, the town capital Wang Qinfei begs to see the head of the country!" The white robe youth said politely.

"The King of Town Capital?" The guards looked at each other and their expressions changed drastically. Who doesn't know the celebrities in front of the new emperor since he took the throne?

"It turns out that the prince came here, please sit inside! The younger one will report to the father-in-law of the country!" The head of the guard changed a lot, and flatterly invited Qin Fei inside.

Qin Fei and Mo Xiao were arranged in a side room, and a maidservant served hot tea and dessert fruits.

In less than five minutes, laughter came from outside the hall. Before I saw anyone, I heard a warm greeting: "Welcome the king of town to come to the mansion!"

As the voice sounded, a man in Chinese clothes, who was about fifty years old, led a group of house fighters and appeared at the entrance of the hall. The man asked his servant to wait outside, and walked toward Qin Fei quickly, his face full of excitement.

Qin Fei hadn’t seen the head of the court before. He only knew that before Zhu Li took the throne, he was married. He heard that the queen’s mother was beautiful and graceful, and he thought that the head of the court should be good. It was slightly disappointed.

The head of the state in front of him is like a meat mountain, a typical fat man, wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, between his already short thick neck, hanging a gold chain thick with his thumb, and wearing wide and thick rings on his fingers. Wrapped around the thick waist of a bucket, a golden belt as big as a palm, looks like a nouveau riche from left to right, indescribably vulgar.

He has an upturned nose, which makes people see the two big nostrils that are up to the sky at a glance, and there are red spots on the fleshy nose.

"Meet the master of the country!" Qin Fei forced himself not to look at the black hairs that emerged from the other's nostrils, and bowed in a salute.

"I can't make it, it's really an honor for the prince to be here! Come on, please sit down in the main hall!" The smile, the thin eyes that were not obvious, narrowed into a line.

After coming to the main hall, Qin Fei directly pointed out his intentions and said: "My lord, I am not telling you, I suddenly came to disturb you today, I want to ask for something from your house!"

"Oh? What is worth the prince's personal visit? Whatever you want, I will send it to the mansion even if you want it!" A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the governor, who looked like a slit.

"A furnace tripod! A furnace tripod like this!" Qin Fei showed the blueprint.

"The furnace tripod?" The governor took the drawing, looked at it carefully, and opened his eyes diligently, his body trembling with fat, "The prince wants a furnace tripod, I will not be stingy, but the prince wants it. I haven't seen this furnace."

Having said that, his small eyes suddenly drenched, and he looked at Qin Fei directly and said, "Does the prince need such a furnace ding?"

"We really need it, but since the head of the country doesn't have one, then we can't force it. Let's say goodbye!" Qin Fei smiled, but his heart was very cold, it seems that the other party is not as hospitable as it seems.

Maybe the other party already knows the origin of the furnace...

"Haha, the prince is very busy, I won't keep you anymore, and I hope that the prince will come as a guest frequently in the future!" The governor got up first and raised his empty hand to the hall door, as if he was seeing off the guests.

Qin Fei took the Demon Owl and left.

"Huh..." Seeing Qin Fei and their leaving back, the governor let out a cold snort, his tiny eyes narrowed into a line, flashing with cold light.

Outside the palace, the Demon Owl took a step in doubt, and said beside Qin Fei: "Master, since you are here to fetch the profound spirit cauldron, why be polite to that fat man?"

Qin Fei glanced back at the mansion of the country's head, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I can't move! He may already know about the existence of Xuan Lingding! Let's find a place to live first!"

Soon, the two chose to live in an inn outside Santiao Avenue from Guozhang's Mansion.

One person, one person, Qin Fei walked into the room and said coldly, "Ling'er, have you already sensed the breath of the Xuan Lingding?"

"It's in the mansion of the governor, it's true!" Xuan Ling'er flew out and said confidently.

Qin Fei nodded and waited quietly for dark.

Qin Fei had never thought that the other party would give the Xuanling Cauldron to himself when he openly entered the Guozhang's Mansion. The only purpose was naturally to get Xuan Linger's proximity to the Xuanling Cauldron and prepare for the action at night. .

On the face of it, of course he can't grab the head of the country by force, but in the dark, why should he care so much? Everyone does not have to tear their skin.

Some things must be done, secretly, but they are helpless!

"boom!"

Suddenly a strong wind raged, the windows of the room suddenly exploded, and light golden light poured in from the outside in an instant. The broken window lattices turned into countless sawdust, and they were suddenly wrapped in golden light like a dagger, carrying the destruction The breath of the earth, like a rain curtain, shot towards Qin Fei in the room.

Qin Fei moved as soon as the explosion sounded. He leaned back, and his back formed a right angle of ninety degrees with the ground. When he glanced at his eyes, he saw countless golden awns with sawdust sticking to the tip of his nose. .

Puff...puff...

Sawdust, like steel arrows, shot into the thick stone wall, leaving innumerable holes.

Huh!

A figure leaped forward from the window, golden light burst out in his hand, and a three-foot long sword with gleaming golden light marched in a straight line, as fast as lightning, stabs towards Qin Fei's head.

The terrifying air wave carried Jin Mang over Qin Fei's whole body, like a golden ocean falling in the sky, swallowing him and drowning him in the blink of an eye.

Qin Fei's eyes were cold, and he was shocked, Di Wu Jiu Zhong!

Just when the murderous sword tip was about to pierce the top of his head, and the corner of the opponent’s mouth showed a winner’s smile, Qin Fei moved, and he lay down on the floor with a loud noise, although his back hit the ground. It hurts, but at least he avoided the opponent's fatal blow.

He missed a sword, the man did not give up, the long sword was let go, and the blade was suddenly reversed in a weird way, sharply slashing towards the fallen Qin Fei's chest.

when……

Suddenly two crisp sounds rippled in the room, like the roar of a golden bell, rippling layers of invisible ripples.

Two flashes of cold light appeared, and then disappeared without a trace.

The man chugged and withdrew a few steps, with only the handle of the long sword in his hand, and two broken swords lying on the ground.

Qin Fei jumped up with a carp, the kitchen knife in his hand dazzling.

"Mystery!"

The man looked at the weird Tumo in horror, his voice seemed to come from hell, with a gloomy color.

Qin Fei squinted at the other person. This was a very ordinary person, of medium height and ordinary dress, and no one would regard him as a master of martial arts when walking on the street.

The opponent moved at this time, discarding the hilt, his hands filled with golden light, turned into two iron fists, and jumped up, like a wolf, pounced forward.

The surrounding space vibrated, the stone slabs on the ground cracked and cracked, and countless broken stones were wrapped in golden light, and they were quickly elongated, turning into a stone sword, soaring into the air, and shooting in full.

Qin Fei's pupils shrank sharply and the demons danced wildly, forming an airtight barrier.

when! when! when!

Sparks burst, and the symphony of metal resounded like thunder.

boom!

A pair of fists wrapped in golden light suddenly descended, and the surging air wave swept across the world, like a frenzy, instantly tearing the entire room to pieces.

There was a scream in the next room, a man and a woman cuddling on the bed nervously, forgetting that they had no strands, and staring dumbly at the broken wall.

The accumulated dust flew out from the gap, rushing into the air, covering the space.

Qin Fei's eyes were cold, and his heart was shocked. The air waves of the other party were surging like a vast ocean, like a big mountain pressing on the top, causing him to feel a sense of powerlessness and unable to move.

boom!

At this moment, the wall on the other side collapsed suddenly, dust was shot in all directions, and a piece of rubble flew up and suspended in the air. There was a sudden tremor. The stone shattered and turned into hundreds of pieces, suddenly accelerated, and broke through instantly. The constraints of space.

Puff...

The person's body suddenly stopped, and his pupils showed horror and despair. The golden light on his fists suddenly dissipated, and he fell tremblingly, turning around, looking at the scholar who appeared in the ruins in shock.

The demon owl lightly lifted his footsteps, shook his feet, appeared in front of the assassin, passed by, and looked at Qin Fei with concern: "Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I almost hung up. Fortunately, you came in time!" Qin Fei shook the dust on his body, walked to the person, and pointed slightly.

Puff!

The person's body suddenly burst, and hundreds of tiny blood holes appeared in his back, blood gushing out like a spring, and fell to the ground with a plop.

The man who was dying didn't close his eyes either, and seemed to lament his overweight...