Brush brush.

The knife is like autumn water, with a forceful spirit, cutting through the sky.

The deadly sword technique given to him by the old man Huahua is sharp and ruthless, and kills every move, which is more dangerous and concise than Yang Huilan's widow's sword.

There are not too many changes, and there is no pursuit of subtlety in moves, all are simple and vicious killing moves.

Just want to kill people with extreme speed.

what!

Jiang Yi exerted force on his feet, and walked with the knife, like an arrow from the string, suddenly flashed three meters away, and the Yanling knife in his hand slashed at a wooden figure in the quiet room.

chapped.

With a soft sound, the head of the wooden man was slashed with a knife, and a piece of wood the size of a palm was cut off.

Jiang Yi didn't stop, he kept walking on his feet, and swung the Yanling knife in his hand repeatedly, chopping, stabbing, chopping, chopping.

Brush brush.

In an instant, more than a dozen saber lights enveloped more than a dozen vital parts of the wooden man's body.

Puff puff.

A series of attacks fell like a storm, hitting the wooden man.

In an instant, sawdust flew, and there were more than a dozen deep knife marks on the wooden man's body.

After stepping back a few meters, Jiang Yi stood still and let out a long breath.

His whole body was sweating profusely, soaking his clothes, and he looked extremely tired.

He frowned slightly:

"The Jueming Saber technique is extremely powerful, and its lethality is astonishing. It can indeed be called a first-class sword technique. However, this knife technique requires a strong explosive power. With my current cultivation base, I can only carry out a round of fierce attacks, and then the internal and physical strength will wear out and cannot last."

"If you want to fight the enemy, you can only fight quickly, otherwise you will definitely die."

Thinking about the disadvantages of Jueming Saber, Jiang Yi sat down cross-legged and began to adjust his breath to recover his internal strength.

21 Yihong Restaurant

It's noon this day.

After Jiang Yi finished a morning of penance, he came to Tongfu Inn with iron gallbladders in each hand

At this time, the inn was quite lively, and many guests were dining.

Tong Xiangyu was entertaining Butou Xing to drink tea there.

Jiang Yi entered the store, ordered a cup of scented tea, looked at the newly built restaurant opposite the inn, and asked, "Shopkeeper, the restaurant opposite should be opening soon, right?"

Tong Xiangyu smiled indifferently and said: "The store opposite has been renovated for a month just for the doors and windows, and I don't know how long it will take to open."

Her expression was relaxed, and she didn't pay attention to the competitor on the opposite side at all.

"That's not necessarily the case. I think it's about to open. I didn't hear the sound of knocking inside yesterday." Xing Catcher shook his head and said.

Before the words fell, there was a burst of crackling firecrackers, attracting a crowd of curious passers-by to watch.

When the white smoke dissipated, the renovated Yihong Restaurant had opened its doors and windows, ready to welcome guests.

A middle-aged woman stood at the door of Yihong Restaurant and shouted loudly: "To celebrate the opening of the new restaurant of Yihong Restaurant, the first ten distinguished guests will receive free meals. Welcome everyone."

Wow.

The guests who were eating at the Tongfu Inn were like cats smelling fish, they all dispersed in a rush, and all rushed to the opposite Yihong Restaurant.

"Oh, don't go, haven't you paid the bill yet?"

Tong Xiangyu stretched out his hand weakly, trying to keep the guest, but it didn't work at all.

The group of guys didn't hear it at all. Tong Xiangyu wanted to call Xing Butou to stop him, but when he turned around, he realized that Xing Butou had long since disappeared.

Apparently, he also went to the opposite restaurant to eat free meals.

Guo Furong came to the shopkeeper, looked at the crowded Yihong Restaurant opposite, and said solemnly: "Shopkeeper, it seems that we have met an opponent."

Tong Xiangyu snorted coldly: "It's just because of the opening of the business, everyone go to eat something new, and they will definitely not have much business in two days."

Jiang Yi casually glanced twice, then withdrew his gaze.

He knew that Sai Diaochan, the shopkeeper of the restaurant opposite, was not a cheap lamp, and the competition had just begun.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Xiucai sneaking out from the back hall with a wooden bucket in his hand.

He rushed to the guest table and poured all the unfinished dishes of the guests into the wooden bucket.

"What is a scholar doing?" Jiang Yi wondered.

Tong Xiangyu said angrily: "What else can I do? I plan to hold a birthday banquet to help the poor. It is said that it is the legacy left by his ancestors. I have been in a daze for the past two days, so don't worry about him."

"I see."

Jiang Yi remembered this episode, the scholar’s ​​family had the ancestral precepts, and originally wanted to serve a table of delicious food to help the poor, but the scholar was too poor to hold a banquet, so he could only use leftovers to make up for it .

It's a pity that his idea can only come to nothing after all.

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