In the inn, the disciples of Tian Jianmen, as well as the eyes of the shopkeeper and a few little crickets, at the same time fell on this green shirt man who came in.

Especially the silver mask wearing on his face was even more eye -catching.

"Brother Qin!"

Seeing the coming, Gongsun Hong's complexion was very happy.

"Let me go ... you let me go!" Gongsun Hong struggled hard and wanted to break free from the foot of the disciple of Tianjianmen.

The disciple of the Tianjianmen was smirking, and the strength on his feet increased to trample on Gongsun Hong's cheeks.

"Brother Qin? I care what brother, or what is the cat!"

Then, other disciples of Tianjianmen also laughed alone.

When Qin Futian came in just now, they were indeed shocked by the momentum emitted from Qin Futian.

but……

After hearing that Gongsun Hong said that he was "Brother Qin", the disciples of the swordsmen suddenly revealed disdain on their faces.

In their opinion, Gongsun Hong, a high -end disciple, and a humble secular family, cannot know any powerful figures.

In addition, these disciples of Jianjianmen are not the disciples who have entered the Heifeng Mountains with Jiang Yunlan.

So the reward order issued by Fang Yu did not know.

Naturally, it is impossible to recognize Qin Futian.

However -ωw..net

At this moment, Qin Futian suddenly waved.

A sharp sword mang suddenly flew out.

Well!

The table legs of the good pear flowers and trees on the table were cut off.

At the same time, the legs trampled on Gongsun Hong's face at the same time were cut ...

Inside the inn, the silence was silent again, and the needle was heard.

"Dang Dang!"

The pear flower and wood eight immortal table fell to the ground, and at the same time, the wine altar, vegetable bowl, rice, wine, and water on the table were all sprinkled.

The disciple of the Tian Jianmen who was cut off a leg bowed his head and looked at it, only to find that his half -calf was separated from the upper part.

Suddenly the pupils were widened, and a painful pain came.

"ah……"

The scream of pig killing broke out from his throat.

At this time, Qin Futian had come over.

He pinched the neck of the disciple of the Tianjianmen directly with one hand.

"call!"

Qin Futian's arm dumped.

The disciple of Tianjianmen flew out directly, hitting the stone pillars on the side, and the upper body was instantly smashed into meat.

"Brother Qin."

Gongsun Hong got up from the ground, and looked at Qin Futian awkwardly.

It was a shameful thing to be trampled on the ground just now and trampled on the ground.

But Qin Futian's expression was very indifferent and smiled slightly, nodded towards Gongsun Hong: "Brother Gongsun, last time I promised to drink three hundred cups with you last time, so let's be here."

"Okay!" Gongsun Hong was also free and easy.

Although I felt embarrassed just now, I mentioned that I had three hundred cups of drinking with Qin Futian, and suddenly the Han Han Han.

"Primary two, wine!"

Qin Futian sat down at a table next to him.

Gongsun Hong and Qin Futian sat opposite.

"The shopkeeper, take the wine, do you hear it?" Gongsun Hong also shouted.

But where do you dare to come up with the shopkeeper and little sister -in -law in the inn?

"Pap!"

Qin Futian patted on the table.

Just now the shopkeeper of this inn shames and cancels Gongsun Hong's scene together, but he clearly looks in his eyes.

The shopkeeper suddenly trembled and scared the dead soul.

This guy wearing a mask is a murderer who even dares to kill Tian Jianmen. If you want to kill him, it is not a thought?

"Yes ... yes, Afeng, you immediately put wine to the guests, and ... the best roasted ... shochu!"

"Who do I dare!"

A Tianjianmen disciple followed the table and stood up.

After the little sister -in -law came to the counter, he had to take the wine.

When I heard this sound, I met the hands of the wine jar, and they shrank back.

"Take wine!"

Qin Futian shouted again.

"Who dare?"

The disciple of Tianjianmen also scolded.

In the end, the little sister retreated to the side and stood behind the shopkeeper.

"This noble guest, you also see, these adults of Tianjianmen, don't let us get it, this is not that we don't want to get it ..." The shopkeeper said to Qin Futian.

"Really? I asked you to take it. The people in Tianjianmen let you not take it. Finally, do you choose not to get it? This shows that you still listen to them?" Qin Futian frowned slightly.

The shopkeeper's mouth moved, but did not speak, which means obvious.

Opposite is the disciple of Tianjianmen. Where did they offend?

"So, you can't offend Tian Jianmen's disciples, and think you can offend me?" Qin Futian sneered at the corner of the mouth of Qin Futian.

"Isn't this nonsense?" Another disciple of Tian Jianmen, who was tall and thin, said: "I haven't asked yet, where is your master?"

"You are not qualified to know!" Qin Futian shook his head lightly, and immediately watched Gongsun Hong said, "It seems ... the shopkeeper of this inn, not welcome to drink here."

Gongsun Hong showed a helpless smile on his face.

"In this case, let's not drink this wine." Qin Futian got up, and then fell on the body of the inner shopkeeper: "Originally thought, drinking your wine, you can leave you with a whole body.

It's ... "

"You ... what do you mean?"

The shopkeeper heard the words, and his face suddenly changed, and then he looked at the disciples of the Tianjianmen: "Everyone, the adults of Tianjianmen, you must save the small one.

From beginning to end, the small ones are standing on the side of you. "

"presumptuous!"

"Ignorant, dare to clamor here?"

"Today, we are there, if we want to move the shopkeeper, you are afraid you don’t even know how to write it."

"This son killed Brother Hong, wouldn't he think we would let him leave alive?"

This group of disciples of Tianjianmen stood up one by one, and soon surrounded Qin Futian and Gongsun Hong.

And the shopkeeper, and the little little sister -in -law hid behind Tian Jianmen disciples. At this time, several people also looked at Qin Futian and Gongsun Hong in the middle.

The color.

It is quite a bit of Yaowu Yangwei.

"Hehe ..." Gongsun Hong shook his head with a smile.

He saw Qin Futian's disciples who killed Tian Jianmen in the Heifeng Mountains. Those disciples, even the late Qihai Realm, and Wuzong who was new to the realistic realm.

At this time, the disciples of the sword door in the inn, the strength of the strengths that Qin Futian killed.

At this moment, Qin Futian waved his hand, in his hands, a sword mang suddenly flew out ...

In the blink of an eye, Jianmang walked around.

Immediately after--

Papa popping ...

The disciples of Tianjianmen who were still clamoring just now, one after another fell to the ground.

The shopkeeper who was hiding behind Tian Jianmen, and those little crickets, suddenly dumbfounded ...
Chapter completed!