Comprehensive martial arts begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 31

Time goes by every minute and every second, and the day passes quickly.

When the sun rose the next day, Qi Lin who kept the sword opened his eyes, and the seven swords flew into the sword box, and the seven pigeons guarding the room were flying around the sword owner.

"Sir, shall we go now?"

Minghou and Yueji, who were protecting the law, stood up quickly.

"No, let's go have breakfast." Qi Lin smoothed the creases on his clothes and said very naturally.

"Eat breakfast?"

Minghou and Yueji were stunned for a moment, their heads were full of sword immortals, and they didn't think of this answer at all.

"Of course, how can you fight with someone if you don't have enough to eat?"

"Fool!"

Qi Lin pointed at the two of them, and then left the room.

Minghou and Yueji hurriedly followed.

From upstairs to the hall, more and more people looked at Qi Lin.

Yesterday, Sikong Changfeng's words had spread throughout the city, and everyone wanted to see who the person who dared to ask Jian Xueyue Sword Immortal was?

Have to say, people were a bit disappointed.

Of course Qi Lin looks good, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a typical heroic appearance.

But he doesn't know how to dress up and doesn't have high requirements for his image, so he cosplays Juggernaut Gai Nie.

People are visual animals, they are extremely disappointed, and even feel that Qi Lin is not as bright as Minghou and Yueji behind him.

Qi Lin could hear the discussions in secret, but he ignored them.

A group of irrelevant people is not worth his time to manage.

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of people, Qi Lin finished his breakfast in a leisurely manner, while Ming Hou and Yue Ji picked up the chopsticks several times, but put them down again.

Qi Lin looked at them nervously with a funny face: "It's me who is going to fight, why are you two nervous?"

"Mr. is now the reliance of Minghou and I. If you fall, Chiwang and Tianquan old man will kill us alive."

Yue Ji truthfully vomited her troubles.

Qi Lin shook his head and said helplessly, "Don't think about what you have and what you don't have, let's go!"

Leading them out of the gate of the inn, Qi Lin saw people crowded on both sides of the street outside the gate.

"Heh, thank you everyone for getting up so early in the morning to watch the fun!"

Qi Lin mercilessly teased the onlookers.

In fact, most of them are Jianghu people with knives and swords. The real local residents of Xueyue City are setting up stalls to sell things to earn money from these Jianghu people.

Qi Lin walked slowly along the street towards Dengtian Pavilion, as leisurely as walking in front of his own house.

Minghou and Yueji followed behind, step by step.

No one stood up to stop Qi Lin, even though what happened in the northwest had not yet reached here, nor did they come out to stop this "unknown man".

Because no one dares to violate the rules of Xueyue City!
Moreover, these Jianghu people are also looking forward to Qi Lin hitting the sixteenth floor and seeing the sword of the sword fairy.

Finally, the sun was high above the sky, and the entire Xueyue City was bathed in sunlight.

Qi Lin also stood on the Lord Dengtian's side.

The noise of the people gathered behind was getting louder and louder.

Qi Lin didn't rush into the pavilion, but did exercises on the spot, moving his hands and feet.

Seeing that this person hadn't moved for a long time, the crowd finally broke out in suspicion.

"Does this guy really dare to challenge Xueyue Sword Immortal? I think he looks like a guy?"

"I am a lunatic, and I will be beaten down by the elders soon!"

Most people don't even know Qi Lin's name now, and they don't think that this unknown soldier can walk in front of Xueyue Sword Immortal.

"That's not necessarily true!"

Some people began to sing the opposite tune at this time, pointing to the door and saying, "Did you see the two people guarding the door? They are Minghou and Yueji, who are the top five killers in the Jianghu list. To have such a person as a follower The people in the court are definitely not ordinary."

"Then you mean that this person can ask Jian Xueyue Sword Immortal?"

As soon as this question was raised, the naysayers also shut up.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.Although Xueyue Sword Immortal devotes herself to practicing swords, legends about her are everywhere in the upper and lower cities.

But soon, someone talked about Sikong Changfeng's visit to Qi Lin yesterday, and the public opinion of the crowd changed again.

The onlookers were arguing and arguing, but no one could convince anyone.

After Qi Lin finished his warm-up, he said to Minghou and Yueji: "If someone falls from the top later, remember to pick him up."

Minghou and Yueji were puzzled, but they still nodded in agreement.

The next moment, Qi Lin disappeared in place and rushed into Dengtian Pavilion.

People heard a series of dong dong dong sounds, and then saw twelve disciples guarding the pavilion being knocked out of the pavilion one after another, with only a few breaths between them.

Minghou and Yueji glanced at each other, ignoring people below the fifth floor, and only picked up those who fell from higher floors. Anyway, everyone is a martial arts practitioner with rough skin and thick flesh, and they are not afraid of falling.

The crowd who had been arguing endlessly fell silent in an instant.

"This, is this still human?"

"The beggars who were shot down by the three city lords back then were not so exaggerated!"

People were shocked by Qi Lin's performance and quarreled again.

The elders of Xueyue City hurried over, originally thought that the disciples were seriously injured, but when they joined hands, they realized that they were not injured at all.

"what happened?"

Apart from being shocked, the elders of Xueyue City were also very curious about what they were going through.

"I don't know what happened, but a shadow flashed by, and I was blown away by the fist."

"Nonsense, that shadow is obviously using the palm technique."

"It's the Dharma."

The disciples guarding the pavilion quarreled endlessly, and even began to make gestures about how they were defeated.

All the gesticulations have a good appearance, and they don't seem to be lying.

And the elders of Xueyue City deduced a terrible fact from the disciple's words.

Qi Lin rushed into the ascending pavilion at an extremely fast speed, and instantly displayed twelve different kinds of kung fu, such as fists, palms, legs, fingers, claws, and feet. He played Dengtian Pavilion without injury.

The elders arranged for their disciples, and informed Sikong Changfeng of the matter not far away.

"Oh, this Qi Lin can always bring me some new surprises."

Sikong Changfeng sighed and didn't pay too much attention to it. It's not a shocking thing to do this.

And Qi Lin stopped at No.13, not because the disciple who guarded the pavilion was very good, but because the other party was an acquaintance - Sikong Qianluo.

"Brother Qi, have you reached the thirteenth floor so soon?"

Sikong Qianluo, who was dressed in a strong outfit, was heroic and heroic, holding a silver gun. He really looked like that. When he saw Qi Lin, he was shocked.

Qi Lin nodded and asked, "Why are you here to guard the pavilion? Besides, I heard that you should be on the fourteenth floor."

"Originally, the elder brother was supposed to guard the pavilion today, but he has a task, so it's my turn."

"The fourteenth floor was replaced by an elder, so I came to the thirteenth floor."

After Sikong Qianluo finished explaining, he raised his silver gun and shouted: "Brother Qi, please advise."

Qi Lin hesitated for a moment, but was still going to follow the method he had just done to the other disciples guarding the pavilion, and drew a long spear with his true energy.

"Brother Qi, do you know marksmanship?" Sikong Qianluo was shocked.

"I know a little bit, but I actually know the stick method, but the gun and stick are integrated, almost."

Qi Lin casually said something perfunctory.

"Qianluo, come on!"

　Whisper for support!

　　Don't be polite, everyone, let's throw all the good things over here.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)