Zongwu: I am playing badly in Huashan Inn

Wei Ting, the most popular person under Wei Zhongxian, died just like that?

No one even saw who did it and how.

Lu Jianxing was so scared that his back was covered with cold sweat.

"Who, who did it?" He tried his best not to tremble in his voice, "You dare to kill the court officials in broad daylight, come, take them all down, and put them in the imperial prison for trial!"

Shen Lian clenched the Moon in the Well in his hand, his eyes cold.

"Lu Jianxing, if you want to arrest people in Yunlai Inn, you have to step over my dead body!"

Lu Jianxing also drew out his embroidered spring knife and shouted, "Why don't you do it?"

Shen Lian's eyes sank, and he found that there were faint traces of deep red on Lu Jianxing's embroidered spring knife.

It seems that he has killed many people in order to climb to the position of Qianhu.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, power is really a terrible beast.

For power, former brothers can turn against each other.

For power, how many innocent lives have become piles of bones.

Now, for power, Lu Jianxing actually drew his sword against him.

He smiled helplessly.

He laughed at himself for hiding in the inn as a waiter, but he couldn't escape the disputes of the court.

Perhaps, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Where there are people, there are disputes.

In just over a month at Yunlai Inn, he had already regarded this place as his home.

And Lin Fei never treated him as just a waiter to order him around, but treated him as an equal brother.

It was he who enjoyed the life of a waiter, unrestrained and free.

Occasionally, some guests would be rude, but he just regarded it as a spice of life, just a wave on the calm water.

Now someone wants to destroy the home he has worked so hard to build.

He will really fight to the death.

Lu Jianxing shouted: "What are you doing? Why don't you do it quickly?"

Suddenly, people from Songshan School, Dian Cang School, Qingcheng School, and Kongtong School rushed up and surrounded more than a dozen people from Yunlai Inn.

At this time, Qu Feiyan stood up and pointed her sword at Ding Mian and Lu Bai from Songshan Sect.

"Let's end the feud between us today."

Lu Bai had seen Qu Feiyan a long time ago, and his eyes had always been fixed on the culprit who killed his son.

Now she took the initiative to stand up, which was just what he wanted.

Last time, he had the innate strongman Ning Zhongze to protect her, so he had no way to do it for the time being.

Today, even if the king of heaven came, he would kill her and avenge his son!

"Wow, it's so lively here, so many people came."

"It's just a mob."

"Sister, this is your fault. After all, they are the leaders of various major sects."

"Hehe, there is not a single one who can fight."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and saw two incredibly beautiful women suddenly appear in the inn.

One of them was dressed in purple, with a charming and charming appearance and a graceful figure, giving people a sense of temptation to the bones.

The other person was dressed in white, with cold eyes, like a fairy from the sky falling into the mortal world, giving people a sense of holiness that can only be admired from afar and not desecrated.

"It's... it's the witch Wanwan of Yinkui Sect and... and the successor of Cihang Jingzhai, Shi Feixuan."

"What? Impossible, how could they appear here?"

"Don't be afraid, they should be passing by here, and they won't be our enemies."

The person who spoke was a disciple of Qingcheng Sect.

As soon as the voice fell, the Qingcheng disciple's face suddenly turned red, his eyeballs bulged strangely, covered with bloodshot, and his hands were grabbing in the air.

Looking again, a purple silk had been tightly wrapped around the man's neck at some point.

"How dare you, witch!" When the head of Qingcheng Sect, Yu Canghai, saw that it was Wanwan who made the move, he immediately slapped her with a palm.

Heart-breaking Palm!

This is Yu Canghai's famous skill. The heart of the person hit by the palm will be broken into seven or eight pieces and die.

"Haha, so funny." Wan Wan calmly clapped her hands.

The white and tender palms continued to expand in Yu Canghai's pupils, and finally turned into a towering snow mountain, pressing down on him.

Boom!

Wan Wan's palm didn't even really touch Yu Canghai.

Yu Canghai spurted blood from his mouth and flew out.

"Haha... Master Yu, I wonder how my Heavenly Demon Palm compares to your Heart-breaking Palm?"

The voice was so charming that all the men present had beautiful fantasies.

"Innate strong man..."

Yu Canghai's face was pale, and he looked at Wan Wan in disbelief. Only then did he know.

It turned out that the witch of Yin Kui Sect was not only hot in appearance and figure, but also far superior in cultivation.

Crack!

As he fell to the ground, the neck of the Qingcheng disciple was also broken by Wan Wan.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. Although the demon girl is strong, she is just one person. Let's all attack together!" Gu Songzi, the head of Dian Cang, shouted.

In the Kyushu world, although the innate masters are strong, they can only match six or seven first-rate masters in terms of combat power.

If more than ten or twenty first-rate masters come together, even the peak innate masters may not be able to withstand it.

Moreover, in the territory of Daming, it has been many years since anyone has broken through to the peak of the innate.

Shi Feixuan asked calmly, "Do you want me to take action?"

Wanwan smiled and said, "If I can't deal with these trash, I might as well go back to Yinkui Sect and retreat."

In Yunlai Inn, three battles were going on at the same time.

Qu Feiyan versus Ding Mian and Lu Bai.

Shen Lian and Jin Yichuan versus Lu Jianxing and several Jinyiwei masters.

Wanwan was fighting the rest of the Jianghu masters alone.

Lin Fei on the side felt very bored.

Originally wanted to take advantage of the home court to show off.

The result was good.

It only took one move to kill Wei Ting, and no one knew it was him.

Alas.

Sometimes, too fast sword moves are not a good thing.

…

In front of the Huashan Palace.

Seeing Zhao Jingzhong killing people at will, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but close her eyes in horror.

"Cousin, what should we do now?"

Murong Fu asked calmly, "What's this man's name?"

Feng Bo said, "Zhao Jingzhong, Wei Zhongxian's adopted son, the director of the East Factory."

A hint of admiration appeared on Murong Fu's face, "If we get this man, there is hope for the restoration of the Great Yan!"

Wang Yuyan said dissatisfiedly, "Cousin, this man kills innocent people indiscriminately, I'm afraid he is not a good general."

Murong Fu glanced at her and said disdainfully, "Womanly kindness! As the saying goes, one general's success is the sacrifice of thousands of bones. Since ancient times, who has accomplished great things has not walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood?"

Wang Yuyan said aggrievedly, "But cousin..."

"Stop talking!" Murong Fu suddenly felt annoyed and didn't want to talk to her anymore.

"Mr. Bao, find a chance to give Zhao Jingzhong a generous gift and ask him to come to Yanziwu to sit when he is free."

Bao Bu Tong said, "Yes, sir."

Just when Zhao Jingzhong was about to continue killing people,

A clear shout resounded through the square in front of Huashan Palace.

"Stop!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a graceful figure slowly crossing the square.

Zhao Jingzhong saw the person coming and squinted his eyes and asked, "Why, Madam Yue, what can I teach you?"