Longxiang Temple, Ziyang Sect, Zangjian Palace, Yulong Guard, any force here alone is enough to make most people in the martial arts world retreat.

But this small inn has gathered these four major forces. No matter who sees it, he will understand that something big is about to happen.

But what is strange is that these forces have no communication with each other, and they are all burying their heads to eat. For a moment, only the sound of bowls and chopsticks collide and chewing food are left in the inn.

Jiang Ji looked at his "Walman" and said in a secret way: "Ruoyu, if there is a fight later, remember to play the piano music. I can exert stronger strength in your piano music."

Jiang Ruoyu was a little surprised, but more of it was sudden and he understood why Jiang Ji wanted to find someone who could play the piano, and why he had to remind himself not to stop the piano sound.

She was about to speak, but when she saw that everyone around her was indifferent to Jiang Ji's words, she immediately realized that she could hear those words, so she nodded in slightest.

After adjusting his walkman, Jiang Ji sent a message to Niu Kelian: "Aniu, if you take action later, you don't want to go anywhere. Just stay with Jiang Ruoyu to protect her safety."

Niu Kelian, who was originally eating, nodded, and his expression did not show any strangeness.

Half a quarter of an hour later, someone finally couldn't help it.

A middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a purple Taoist robe stood up, looked at Jiang Ji's table, and bowed his head from afar.

"I heard that you have accepted an apprentice named Li Ruofei, the son of Li Ruhai, my traitor to Ziyang Sect. I hope you can hand it over."

Jiang Ji was eating slowly, as if he hadn't heard it. It was not until the middle-aged Taoist priest was about to lose patience and spoke again that he put down his chopsticks and said slowly: "Do you have a big face?"

"I am as clear as I am, thanking my friends in the world, I am indeed a bit of a shame."

Ruming seemed to have not heard Jiang Ji's sarcasm, and said with some satisfaction.

The head of the Snow Mountain Sect next to him sarcastically said, "Thin-faced? No matter how I look at it, I think it's very thick?"

The head of the Xuanbing Sect said with a wooden face: "I think so too, maybe I didn't urinate and take a look at myself when I went out?"

Suddenly, more than a dozen people on this big table burst into laughter.

Ruming's face became a little gloomy. He tried his best to suppress the anger in his body and said coldly: "I'll just ask if I'll just ask if I'll share it?"

The other eleven Taoist priests behind him stood up and held the hilt of the sword in his hand. As if Jiang Ji had just said a word, they rushed forward.

Jiang Ji glanced at other forces and looked at the people of Ziyang Sect. Then he put his hand on Li Ruofei's shoulder and said lightly: "The person is here, it depends on whether you dare to come."

Ruming frowned: "You are determined to be an enemy of my Ziyang Sect?"

"Haha... Are you having a brain problem? I have taken Li Ruofei as a disciple for more than ten years, and everyone in the world knows it. If you dare to say this before, I can still be considered a man.

But now, get out as far as I can. If you dare to say another word, today will be your death!"

Ruming tightened his hand holding the sword tightly, his lips slightly opened, as if he wanted to speak, but he didn't dare to say it.

Seeing this, the head of the Snow Mountain Sect immediately mocked: "It's just a coward who has no courage, and he's still here to fill it with big heads."

"The grasshoppers jumped happily after autumn, but they didn't know that they were not far from their death date."

The head of Xuanbing Sect also did not forget to make up for it.

But even though the two of them were so ridiculous, Ruming still stood there and hesitated.

"The Taoist brother of Ziyang Sect doesn't have to be afraid that they are numerous and powerful. I, the Cangjian Palace, are willing to advance and retreat with you."

Lu Songyi suddenly stood up to support Ru Ming, which changed the atmosphere in the inn.

For example, Lu Songyi bowed his hand in the Ming Dynasty: "Thank you for your kindness in helping me, and I will be rewarded in the future."

"Brother Ming is too polite. My Cangjian Palace and the Xieji Sect also have grudges. Four disciples have died at his hands. Since we met here today, we will solve this problem."

The two major forces joined forces and the number of people suddenly reached twenty, which seemed to be extremely advantageous in this small inn.

"Are the people in the Cangjian Palace stupid to practice swords? You didn't have anything to do with you, but they sent a few disciples to attack my master, and they came to the door to take revenge as if they were innocent. It's really ridiculous."

When Li Ruofei saw that the people from Ziyang Sect were defeated, he was very happy, but was destroyed by others. He was so angry.

"You are about to die and still turn the wrong and wrong into black and white. It's really hateful!"

Lu Songyi was heartbroken, but his eyes were filled with pleasure.

"I just said that if you dare to say something else, today will be your death. It seems that you have not listened to me, or do you think the wastes in the Cangjian Palace can save you?"

Received Jiang Ji's hint, Jiang Ruoyu placed the Yaoqin on the table, pressing her tender white fingers on the strings, and notes jumped out one by one, intertwining into a low and powerful tune.

Jiang Ji picked up a chopstick and then swung it.

The chopsticks pierced the air and made a sharp sound, at an extreme speed, as if they were teleported in front of Ru Ming.

Ru Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes were filled with fear. He had only time to concentrate part of his qi and blood on his head to form a shield.

But the ordinary chopstick was like a magic weapon, and instantly pierced the stack of qi and blood, like a hot knife cutting butter, without any obstacles, and directly pierced in.

Then he passed through Ruming's head, leaving only a hole that penetrated from front to back, and then penetrated into the wall.

Bang!

The body fell to the ground.

The people behind Ruming, whether they are Taoist priests who belong to the Ziyang Sect as Ruming, or the people in the Zangjian Palace who said they were advancing and retreating, only felt a chill on their backs. Even if the weapons in their hands were sharp, they could not bring them a sense of security.

The fish and dragon guards on the side also looked at each other, and they all saw the tricky and a little worried from each other's eyes.

As for the fact that there was no reaction, it seemed that there were only two bald monks passing by and the middle-aged man, they were playing the table with the Cangjian Palace, and the chopstick passed by not far from them.

Therefore, they were very clear about the chopstick.

But it was precisely because of the clear sensing that they knew the horror more and more. The speed that was so fast that even Ruming had almost no reaction time was too terrifying.

It can be said that as long as the reaction speed is slower, it will be dead.

Therefore, if you want to defeat Jiang Ji with the human sea tactics, you have to pay more people's lives to consume his strength and blood. Those who are weaker than him are basically only allowed to be instantly fodder and can only be used as cannon fodder.

If there is no restraint from the masters of the same level, Jiang Jineng will make everyone unable to sleep or eat.
Chapter completed!