"Don't blame me for killing you, if you want to blame me, you will blame me for the wrong master!"

Jian Fengyun spoke in a cold voice, then walked towards Jian Xueer, who was pale on the side.

He said gently: "Xue'er, did you scare you just now?"

"No...no!"

The girl looked at Jian Fengyun's gaze and remembered what he said before. She suppressed the vomiting and nausea in her heart, and said stubbornly.

Although the girl said no, how could Jian Fengyun not know that she said this deliberately to make herself happy. This is the first time Xueer has seen so many people die in front of her in this life. She will inevitably have some reactions, which is normal.

"Well, Bei'an City can't help but fight. This group of people wants to kill us. We either resist or be killed. There will be more days like this in the future. Xueer, you have to learn to adapt!"

Jian Fengyun said softly to the girl beside him.

"You...you dare...you dare to kill the guards trained by my Wang family. Who are you? Are you not afraid of revenge from my Wang family?"

Wang Chu, who was standing aside, was so scared that he collapsed on the ground, stretched out his injured palm and pointed at Jian Fengyun tremblingly.

"Let's go, it's a bit dirty here. Let's make some money and then go and buy a handy weapon for my Xueer."

Jian Fengyun naturally held the girl's hand, smiled slightly, and ignored Wang Chu's threat like a barking dog in the streets.

"Um!"

The girl's cheeks turned slightly red, and she responded softly, as if she was letting her rule.

"Old man, this hundred taels of silver is worth today's dough. Thank you for your dough."

Jian Fengyun walked to the old man who was close to him, bowed slightly, then took out a silver note of 100 taels from his arms and handed it over.

One hundred taels of silver!

The people around couldn't help but look at each other. Two bowls of plain noodles cost 100 taels of silver. Is this young man a fool or has nowhere to spend money?

"Young Master, you have given me too much. You only need to give me eight cents a bowl of noodles!"

The old man showed a look of "surprise" on his face and he spoke.

"Old man, the face is eight articles, but the things in the face are priceless. There was a Buddhist teaching in ancient times. Water drips on the Buddha, and the Buddha repays his country. Therefore, he was born in the cave and the gods and demons worshipped each other, and his great freedom lies in his heart!"

Jian Fengyun smiled slightly at the old man in front of him.

The people around him heard Jian Fengyun's words but felt a fog and they didn't understand why.

But when these words fell into the old man's ears, he was stunned. His hunched body stopped in place, and his eyes became empty and ecstatic.

When Jian Fengyun saw this scene, he curled his lips slightly and then placed one hundred taels of silver on the stove.

"Xue'er, let's go!"

"oh!"

Although the girl was also confused about her young master's strange behavior, she did not ask much.

"Who are you...you...you...you...you..."

Wang Chu, who was trembling on the ground, circulated the spiritual power in his body and slowly started fighting, with an indeceptible fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"You don't deserve to know who I am!"

Jian Fengyun led Xue'er and walked straight past him, and a cold voice rang out with it.

"I don't deserve to know, then you guys will die!"

Just as Jian Fengyun's body was about to miss Wang Chu's body, a ferocious look appeared on Wang Chu's face, and another intact palm moved.

The dark red spiritual power condensed in the palm of the hand, and a phantom of the fire ape suddenly flashed behind Wang Chu.

A dark red palm force instantly condensed, attached to the palm, and slapped Jian Fengyun's abdomen with a fierce harsh slap.

Below the abdomen is the place where the warrior's Qihai is located. When the warrior opens the twelve spiritual veins, he will open up the Qihai Sea. Qihai lives in a virtual space under the abdomen of the human body and is used to store the spiritual power that the warrior has cultivated.

The warrior's qi sea is the foundation. If this palm is slapped firmly, I am afraid that Jian Fengyun's qi sea will be broken. This is equivalent to breaking his martial arts path and destroying his whole life. It is very cruel.

"Fire Ape Power Palm! The best yellow-level, the Wang family's clan-controlling martial arts!"

Several sharp-eyed warriors around instantly recognized the martial arts that Wang Chu used at this moment.

However, how could Jian Fengyun not notice that he could use such a level of martial arts? When Wang Chu stood up, he felt the deep murderous intent in his eyes.

In an instant, Jian Fengyun also moved, and the sword that had already returned to the sheath in his hand raised slightly.

Seeing that Wang Chu's palm power was about to be implemented on Jian Fengyun's abdomen.

The scene of the young man being slapped away by a palm did not appear. Instead, Wang Chu's body stopped, all the spiritual power on his body dissipated, and his face was pale.

"You...you've ruined me..."

A wisp of blood flowed out of Wang Chu's mouth, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness, shock and incredible.

He clearly felt that the young man's strength was only the fourth level of Tongmai Realm, so how could he have ruined him?

The hilt of the sword was now pressing straight under Wang Chu's abdomen, and the sea of ​​qi gathering spiritual energy was directly shattered by a huge force.

Everyone around also rubbed their eyes at the same time, their faces full of horror.

How could it be? He saw Wang Chu's palm slapping at Jian Fengyun's Qihai, but suddenly stopped and was destroyed by the hilt of the sword in the boy's hand.

Everyone almost didn't see how Jian Fengyun took action, but the facts were right in front of him. If you don't want to believe it, you still have to believe it. A warrior in the spiritual realm was beaten by a young man like a mortal.

Jian Fengyun swept Wang Chu's face with a backhand, slapping him out.

After a while, the old man who set up the noodle stall came back to his senses, Jian Fengyun and the others had already walked a long way.

"What a great freedom and heart, I'm not surprised by the changes. I didn't expect that there would be such a strange person in this remote place. I'm taught by monk!"

Looking at the young girl's departure back, the old man murmured to himself, his turbid eyes were in a daze.

"Old man, hurry up and leave. The eldest young master of the Wang family has been ruined here. I think you can't keep opening this stall anymore!"

"Let's go, don't get into trouble. If you mess with the Wang family, you will be miserable."

People around him avoided him, and Wang Chu was deposed here. It is estimated that this place will become a famous place in Bei'an City tomorrow.

Jian Fengyun didn't know what happened to this street. At this moment, he was holding Xue'er's little hand and walking around the market belonging to the Jian family in Bei'an City.

Walking between the markets, the traffic volume is pitifully small, and many shops have closed their doors.

Mercenary warriors setting up stalls on the street are also very rare.

Compared with the bustling scenery of Bei'an City Main Street, the Jianjia market is shrouded in a decay.

In the market, most of the openings are the Jian family's family industries.

According to the information in memory, Jian Fengyun walked to a weapon shop in Jian’s house.

Jian Fengyun walked into the store, contrary to the memory of the Menque Keluo, the whole store was deserted, with only one or two simple-dressed warriors lingering on several weapon stands, looking at the weapons.

(End of this chapter)...
Chapter completed!