Zongwu begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 31 Shocked the whole city instantly

Time flies by minute by second, and the day passes quickly.

When the sun rose the next day, Qi Lin, who was raising the sword, opened his eyes. The seven swords flew into the sword box, and the seven doves guarding the room flew around the sword master.

"Sir, shall we leave now?"

The guardians Minghou and Yueji stood up quickly.

"No, let's go have breakfast." Qi Lin smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes and said very naturally.

"Breakfast?"

Minghou and Yueji were stunned for a moment. Their minds were full of sword immortals, and they did not expect this answer at all.

"Of course, how can you fight with others if you don't have enough to eat?"

"Fool!"

After leading them out of the inn's door, Qi Lin saw people crowding both sides of the street outside the door.

"The fourteenth floor was replaced by an elder, so I came to the thirteenth floor."

Minghou and Yueji were puzzled, but they still nodded in agreement.

But Qi Lin stopped at the thirteenth, not because the disciple guarding the pavilion was very powerful, but because he was an acquaintance - Sikong Qianluo.

Qi Lin hesitated for a moment, but was still going to follow the method he had just used on the other disciples guarding the pavilion, and used his true energy to draw a spear.

"What's going on?"

Sikong Changfeng sighed and didn't pay too much attention. It was not a shocking thing to do this.

A group of irrelevant people are not worthy of his attention.

No one stood up to stop Qi Lin, even though what happened in the northwest had not spread here yet, and no one stood up to stop this "unknown person".

"I know a little bit about it. In fact, what I know is the stick method, but the gun and stick are integrated. It's almost the same."

"Oh, thank you everyone for getting up so early to watch the fun!"

Finally, the sun reached high in the sky, and the entire Xueyue City was bathed in sunlight.

"Then you mean that this person can ask Jian Xueyue Sword Immortal?"

As soon as this question was raised, the naysayers also shut up.

Qi Lin heard the secret discussion clearly, but he ignored it.

"Nonsense, that shadow clearly used palm techniques."

From upstairs to the lobby, more and more people were watching Qi Lin.

"I'm just a lunatic, and I will be beaten down by the elders soon!"

"I don't know what happened, but a shadow flashed by and I was punched and sent flying."

Qi Lin also stood before Lord Dengtian.

A person's name is like a tree's shadow. Although Xueyue Sword Immortal is dedicated to practicing swordsmanship, her legends are everywhere in the upper and lower cities.

I have to say, people are a little disappointed.

Minghou and Yueji followed behind, following suit.

The elders of Xueyue City deduced a terrible fact from the disciple's words.

Yue Ji truthfully expressed her troubles.

But soon, someone again talked about Sikong Changfeng's visit to Qi Lin yesterday, and the direction of the crowd's public opinion changed again.

"Brother Qi, have you reached the thirteenth floor so soon?"

"Brother Qi, do you know how to shoot?" Sikong Qianluo was shocked.

Qi Lin finished his warm-up and said to Ming Hou and Yue Ji: "If someone falls from above in a while, remember to pick them up."

"It's the fingering method that's right."

People were shocked by Qi Lin's performance and started quarreling again.

Sikong Changfeng's words had spread throughout the city yesterday, and everyone wanted to see who the person who dared to ask Jian Xueyue Sword Immortal was?

Qi Lin pointed at the two of them and then left the room.

Qi Lin walked slowly along the street to Dengtian Pavilion, as leisurely as if he were taking a walk in front of his own home.

Qi Lin nodded and asked: "Why are you here to guard the pavilion? Besides, I heard people say that you should be on the fourteenth floor."

Qi Lin did not rush into the pavilion, but did exercises on the spot, moving his hands and feet.

Seeing that the man had not moved for a long time, the crowd finally burst into suspicious voices.

"Is this, is this still a human being?"

The crowd that was still quarreling fell silent instantly.

Most people don't even know Qi Lin's name now, and they simply don't think that this unknown person can walk in front of Xueyue Sword Immortal.

"That's not necessarily the case!"

In fact, most of them are Jianghu people with swords and swords. The real local residents of Xueyue City are setting up stalls and selling things to make money from these Jianghu people.

Because no one dares to violate the rules of Xueyue City!

Moreover, these Jianghu people are also looking forward to Qi Lin reaching the sixteenth level and seeing the sword of the Sword Immortal.

"Does this guy really dare to challenge Xue Yue Sword Immortal? I think he's just an ordinary guy, right?"

Qi Lin teased the onlookers mercilessly.

The onlookers were arguing and arguing, but no one could convince anyone.

The elders arranged the disciples and informed Sikong Changfeng not far away about the matter.

After Sikong Qianluo explained, he raised his silver spear and shouted: "Brother Qi, please give me some advice."

People are all visual creatures, and they were extremely disappointed. They even felt that Qi Lin was not as eye-catching as Ming Hou and Yue Ji behind him.

All the gestures were accurate, and none of them seemed to be lying.

But he didn’t know how to dress up and didn’t have high requirements for his image, so he cosplayed as Sword Master Gai Nie.

Under the gaze of hundreds of people, Qi Lin finished his breakfast slowly, while Minghou and Yue Ji picked up their chopsticks several times, but put them down again.

Qi Lin looked at their nervousness in a funny way: "I'm going to fight, why are you two so nervous?"

Qi Lin certainly looks good, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a typical heroic appearance.

"Sir, you are the support of Minghou and I now. If you fall, King Chi and Old Man Tianquan will chop us alive."

The disciples guarding the pavilion quarreled endlessly and even began to illustrate how they were defeated.

Qi Lin shook his head and said helplessly: "Don't think about the things you have and don't have, let's go!"

Qi Lin rushed into the Deng Pavilion at an extremely fast speed, and instantly used twelve different kung fu techniques including fists, palms, legs, fingers, claws, and feet. He defeated them with one move using the Kung Fu mastered by the disciples guarding the pavilion, and then defeated them.

Wushang defeated Dengtian Pavilion.

The elders of Xueyue City were shocked, but also very curious about what they were experiencing.

Minghou and Yueji quickly followed.

People heard a series of "dong-dong-dong" sounds, and then saw the twelve disciples guarding the pavilion being knocked out of the pavilion one after another, with only a few breaths between them.

Ming Hou and Yue Ji looked at each other, ignoring the people below the fifth floor, and only picked up those who dropped from the higher floors. Anyway, everyone is a martial arts practitioner with rough skin and thick flesh, so they are not afraid of falling.

The next moment, Qi Lin disappeared and rushed into Dengtian Pavilion.

At this time, some people began to play devil's advocate, pointing to the door and saying, "Did you see the two people guarding the door? They are Minghou and Yueji, who are among the top five killers in the world. To have such a person as a follower, this person can reach the sky."

The people in the pavilion are definitely extraordinary."

"Originally, it was Senior Brother who was supposed to guard the pavilion today, but he had a mission, so it was my turn."

"The beggars who were shot down by the three city lords who caused a storm in the city back then were not that exaggerated, right?"

The noise from the people gathered behind him was getting louder and louder.

"Oh, this Qi Lin always brings me new surprises."

Sikong Qianluo, dressed in a smart outfit, looked dashing and holding a silver gun. He really looked like that. When he saw Qi Lin, he was startled.

The elders of Xueyue City rushed over. They originally thought that the disciples were seriously injured, but when they laid hands on each other, they realized that they were not injured at all.

Qi Lin said casually and perfunctorily.

"Qianluo, come on!"

Whisper for support!

Don't be polite, everyone, just throw in all the good stuff.

(End of chapter)