I'm just a big Luo Jinxian

"Nan Mingyi? I haven't heard of it." The tea guest smiled and said, "I'll give you three seconds to get out of my sight."

There was an uproar.

"Who the hell is he, why is he so crazy?"

"How dare you say that to Xue Hai Kuang Dao, I think he is dead!"

"Hey, you deserve it if you want me to say it. It's enough to save money and avoid disasters. Why bother with this evil star?"

Nan Mingyi showed a ferocious grin, and there was a swordsman behind him who couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward and sneered, "Boy, since you want to die yourself, then I'll help you!"

Before he finished speaking, the long knife around his waist was immediately unsheathed.

"Chong-"

A loud and piercing sonic boom sounded, and the swordsman slashed fiercely at the tea guest as if holding a beam of aurora in his hand.

Pulling out the knife and chopping, at the moment the blade is unsheathed, the strongest blow is burst out with the help of huge friction, which can be called a one-hit killing method.

Even if many people's pupils shrank slightly!

What a quick knife!

This is just one of Nan Mingyi's subordinates, God knows how strong he is!

However, such a sharp knife and slash was avoided by the tea guest with an understatement.

The tea guest's expression didn't fluctuate at all, and he let the cold long knife brush over the tip of his nose without blinking his eyes.

"what!"

"Actually escaped?!"

"This—it's so fast, I didn't even see it clearly!"

Amidst the exclamation of everyone, the expression of the swordsman also changed.

He immediately changed his move, twisted the long knife in his hand, and slashed down.

"laugh--"

The clear silver knife light exuded a biting cold death breath, but was parried by the ordinary-looking paper fan.

There was a trace of disgust on the face of the tea guest, and he said, "You actually want to destroy this young master's peerless appearance. Is your jealousy so strong?"

The swordsman gritted his teeth, and the protective energy burst out all over his body. If Elder Wu hadn't cast a spell to defuse it in time, I'm afraid some people with low cultivation level would be thrown out on the spot.

He let out a beast-like roar from between his teeth, and the muscles in his arms clapped violently, like a horned dragon entrenched, and his veins and blood vessels burst out.

The bronze-colored muscles poured like fairy gold are full of explosive power.

But even so, the long knife in his hand was still trembling uncontrollably, and he couldn't press it down a single centimetre.

"Then, I'll repeat what I said—" The tea guest sneered, and a chilling light flashed in his eyes, "Since you are looking for death, then I will..."

"Complete you!"

Swah——

Everyone felt dazzled for a while, and an afterimage appeared in front of their eyes.

The tea guest was still in the same place, waving the folding fan gently with an unmoved appearance.

But the swordsman showed a dull and dazed expression, as if aware of something strange, subconsciously reached out to touch his face.

Blood on one hand.

From the middle of his face, a vertical crack appeared with deep bone visible.

"Ah!" The swordsman uttered a scream, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

All this happened in an instant, and even seeing him die suddenly, the crowd couldn't realize how the tea guest made a move!

"What just happened?"

"This swordsman is obviously so strong, why did he die so quickly?"

"Look, his soul is shattered!"

"Oh my God, the breath from the body-protecting qi just now should be the strong Nascent Soul, right? Why did he die? Even the body-protecting qi couldn't make him live even a second longer!"

These people looked at the tea guest in unison, showing horrified expressions, still not knowing what happened before.

Lin Fei could see it clearly.

The tea guest first lifted the fan, then turned it around in his hand, and directly passed the center of the swordsman.

From the center of the brow to the chin, it can be called the perfect dividing line.

Neither deep nor shallow, but just enough to shatter his spirit altar.

Just like the previous understatement of leaning back to dodge, it was just right.

Not one cent more, not one cent less.

Ji Yaoguang's heart shook slightly, and she also showed a look of surprise.

Nan Mingyi and his group were also shocked. They didn't expect this handsome young master who looked extremely weak to be such a master!

With one move, he killed the elite disciple in the early stage of Yuanying, and even the paper fan in his hand didn't even leave a trace of blood.

What is the concept of killing without blood? !

"I missed you!" Nan Mingyi's face became serious, and he was no longer domineering and flamboyant before, and firmly pressed one hand on the handle of the knife.

"I advise you not to draw the knife." The tea guest said with a smile.

Everyone thought that he would say some threatening words, but unexpectedly, he looked at a beautiful female monk and showed a smile that he thought was extremely charming: "Otherwise, if you take action against a handsome man like this son, all the girls present They all hate you from the bottom of their hearts.”

Nan Mingyi almost had the urge to scold her, and wondered if this bastard in front of him was out of his mind!

At this moment, someone beside him couldn't help but said via voice transmission: "Elder, please calm down! This guy is hiding his secrets, and I'm afraid it's hard to deal with."

Nan Mingyi felt that his words made sense, so he sneered and said, "Boy, I will save your life for now. But since you have offended our Nanming Palace, I advise you to be careful."

When the palace lord leads people to come, no matter how strong this guy is, he will be unable to fight alone, and he will definitely die!

The crowd suddenly started whispering, many of them showed sympathy for the tea drinkers, and some sighed and shook their heads.

Although Nanming Palace is only the weakest sect outside the world, it should not be underestimated.

Offending Nanming Palace, naturally there is only one dead end.

"What kind of thing is Nanming Palace?" The tea guest turned to look at Nan Mingyi, a chill flashed in his eyes, "Also, did I let you go?"

The audience suddenly boiled up, and there was an uproar.They didn't expect that this tea guest didn't want to run away quickly, and even wanted to fight against Nanming Palace!

"Looking for death!" Nan Mingyi couldn't bear it any longer, his whole body was immediately surrounded by the icy blue dragon Xingtai's protective aura, and it seemed that he was going to do it.

But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the side: "Does Nanming Palace not want to exist anymore?"

What kind of madman, dare to say such cruel words to destroy Nanming Palace? !

There was a sudden commotion among the crowd, and they looked over in shock.

"Shhhh-"

A group of people in black cloaks exuded a mysterious and chilling aura. They came to the street in an instant and knelt down on one knee towards the tea drinker.

"The fourth division of the Black Wind Society, see the fourth son!"

They spoke in unison, and the voice was like thunder.