From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle

"Quack, what a big tone. I, Lord Wharton, have been in the continent of Terra for hundreds of years. This is the first time I heard that someone dared to threaten me like this. But when you stayed in this hotel, it was just a mere tooth , In just a few days, you have been promoted to Venerable, and you have the ability to see through my hidden tree, which is quite a skill."

The voice fluctuated from far to near, and it seemed very ethereal, making it impossible for people to judge the other party's position based on the sound.

Ling Fei ignored this person's praise, and said calmly:

"I don't like having an ear eavesdropping on me when I'm talking about business. Time is limited, so hurry up and choose."

"Hmph, what is the status of my young master? You are a mere venerable. What qualifications do you have to be equal to him? Why don't you just let me kill you, an uneducated kid who doesn't distinguish between superiority and inferiority? It can be regarded as an example to others."

As soon as the words fell, a beam of true energy suddenly exploded on the roof, shooting towards Ling Fei quickly.

Ling Fei turned to face the young hotel owner with a smile and said:

"I said, brother, your servant is about to ride on your head, and you can bear it. You and I are so close, and he dares to emit such a majestic aura. Obviously, he doesn't care about your safety at all. Let me, a brother, help you teach this evil slave a lesson."

While speaking, at some point in Ling Fei's hand, a giant black black iron sword appeared. With a twist of Ling Fei's wrist, the giant sword lifted up against the true energy without any fancy.

With a bang, there was a crisp sound of metal colliding, a spark flashed on the giant sword, and a sickle-shaped weapon as black as ink flew back towards the ceiling, disappearing instantly.

"Huh? It's interesting, it actually blocked the attack of my deadly flying scythe, but, boy, you underestimate the attack of my uncle!"

As the gloomy voice sounded again, the air on Ling Fei's left suddenly churned, and the black scythe shot towards him again. Judging by the momentum of his impact, it became a little faster.

However, Ling Fei still didn't care about changing the giant sword from his right hand to his left hand, and made a blocking motion casually, but the next moment, the scythe coming from the spur suddenly paused, then changed direction, and then heard a clatter There was a continuous ringing of the iron chain, Ling Fei frowned, and looked at his giant sword.

It turned out that the end of the pitch-black sickle was connected to a black iron chain. At this moment, the sickle twisted, and the iron chain wrapped around and around, tightly wrapping the iron-cutting sword.

"Hey, boy, let me see what you do now!"

Perhaps because he felt that Ling Fei's weapon was bound and his attack was restricted, the hidden man suddenly shouted.

Suddenly, the iron chain was pulled straight, and Mo Ni could clearly feel the creaking sound from the pitch-black iron chain, obviously the two sides were wrestling.

As if he didn't expect Ling Fei's power to be so great, the voice sounded again:

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that you look skinny, but you actually have a lot of strength. It seems that the uncle will take good care of you."

However, Ling Fei suddenly laughed. He stood up abruptly and his left wrist shook suddenly. The black iron sword that was bound and unable to move just now seemed to come alive suddenly. When he stirred it suddenly, he heard the chain shatter. Zhisheng, this is not over yet, after Ling Fei broke away from Shu Fu, the black iron sword took advantage of the situation and flew out of Ling Fei's hand, and suddenly shot towards an empty wall.

Pooh!

The giant sword ruthlessly plunged into the wall, sinking three inches deep into the wall.

However, at the next moment, Mo Ni's pupils shrank suddenly, and the wall twisted strangely, and then a strange man with four legs, four arms and a huge head appeared, but at this moment, the man's head had been pierced by the black iron sword. Penetrating through, completely nailed to the wall, only the unwilling eyes are not confused in telling this.

Ling Fei sat down again, and said lightly:

"Obviously he has a superb ability to conceal his aura, but he used a weapon that reveals his whereabouts. It's really not a pity to die. This kind of useless guard, you don't need it, right, young city lord?"

Looking at the ordinary innkeeper in front of her, Mo Ni couldn't associate him with the mighty city lord Van Helsing, except for the 80% similar face.

The innkeeper smiled wryly and shook his head, casually glanced at the weird man who was dying, and smiled at Ling Fei:

"I think, since you have found me, it means that you have already met him."

Everyone knew who he was referring to, so it was no surprise.

After a moment of silence, the innkeeper suddenly asked:

"Is he... all right?"

There was a weird expression on Mo Ni's face, but she heard Ling Fei answer:

"The city lord, the old man, still looks like a dragon and a tiger."

"And he has made great progress in cultivation." Tu Sier added beside him.

The innkeeper repeated with self-deprecation: "The spirit of the dragon and the fierceness of the tiger? The cultivation base has greatly improved? It seems that I am worrying too much,"

Having said that, he leaned his body back, his eyes swept over Ling Fei and the others one by one~www.readwn.com~ and said slightly jokingly:

"Is it a little disappointing for you to see such a young city lord?"

Without waiting for someone to answer, he waved his hand and continued: "As you can see, I am afraid that it is difficult for me to help you in the current situation. It would be a mistake for you to find me."

Without his explanation, Ling Fei and the others could see that the four-legged and four-armed monster who was killed just now, although he called the young master in his mouth, did not show any respect, and could understand his current situation.

"Someone in the City Lord's Mansion wants to seek power and usurp the throne?" Mo Ni asked tentatively.

When the innkeeper heard Moni's question, he laughed like he heard a joke.

Monnie was a little annoyed, the laughter seemed to mock his ignorance.

Perhaps feeling Mo Ni's angry eyes, the innkeeper stopped laughing, looked at Mo Ni seriously and said:

"On the contrary, I was able to leave the maelstrom of the City Lord's Mansion and become a small boss in a leisurely way. It was all thanks to the help of one of my friends. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My full name is Russell Van Helsing .”

"Maybe you don't know yet, but Van Helsing is actually our surname, not our first name."

Russell explained to everyone seriously, and then continued:

"In any case, I am very grateful to you for helping me solve this big trouble."

"Since you thank us, give us something in return." Ling Fei said as if joking.

Leslie looked at Moni, spread his hands with a regretful smile, and said half-jokingly:

"Repay? Logically, I should give it to you, but, as you have seen, I am far worse than this troubled lady. Don't expect me to have money to repay you."