Fantasy: The Opening Sign To Heavenly Dao Saint Body

Chapter 53

The man held up an orange flame token and said gloomily: “Later, my son will go to the Caiyuan Gungun Inn to rest, immediately pack up things, and then vacate this room, so as not to spare my son’s cleanliness.”

Ye Fei glanced at the surrounding rooms, and then found that several strong men were also knocking on the door of the room, trying to clean up all the customers on this floor.

The actions of these people undoubtedly aroused many people’s dissatisfaction, but after seeing the flame token in the other’s hand, more people turned pale and went back to the room silently and began to pack their belongings.

Complaints inevitably sounded.

“Hey, it’s really unlucky, how come you met the guy from the Promise Gate, where did you let me go in the middle of the night?”

“Gouri’s Promise Gate is really overbearing.”

“His grandmother, if it weren’t pressed by the Promise Gate, these little squats in the body refining realm, daddy would kill one with a single sword, then they would be affected by this bird’s aura.”

“Okay, don’t talk a little bit less, the Promise Gate is a 9th-Rank Sect, with a Gold Core realm powerhouse in charge, which is not something we can afford.”

The complaints intensified, but they only stayed in a state of daring not to speak, but no one dared to really do it.

boom! boom!

When everyone was packing their luggage, two loud noises came from outside the door at the same time. When they came to the door in amazement, they found that two disciples of the Promise Gate were kicked and flew downstairs.

Everyone looked in the direction of the two Leap-Flying Promise Sect disciples. They saw a man in Tsing Yi and a man in white. Both of them belonged to that kind of extremely handsome face, especially the young man in white. The icy coldness that is not close to human feelings, like a thousand-year-old piece of ice.

Ye Fei was also surprised, and cast a suspicious look over there, just in time to see the young man in white. He saw that the other person had picturesque brows, delicate skin, red lips and white teeth, and he was extremely beautiful.

In terms of appearance these years, he hasn’t convinced anyone, but with this little white face, who is even paler than him, he actually feels faintly overwhelmed by him.

The white-clothed youth also cast a curious gaze here. When he saw that he was not an acquaintance, he coldly averted his gaze, turned around and went to the room for a while, as if it had never happened before.

“This kid has good skin, big chest muscles, and an impeccable face like a little girl.

But what kind of trump card does he have, after kicking the Promise Gate, he can still keep his face from red and heartbeat.

Could it be the children of the other two sects? “Ye Fei thought for a while, the more he thought about it, the more he realized it was possible.

He has a Cultivation Base, and he is naturally not afraid of the Promise Gate.

The young man in white is only in his early twenties, and he is not high enough to come to Cultivation Base.

In order not to disturb Xiao Qiang’s rest.

Ye Fei closed the door.

Decided to properly handle this matter.

Of course the evil fire in his heart.

Everything turned into an iron fist.

Let these arrogant and domineering followers feel a lot of despair.

Finish playing.

Ye Fei came to tea inscription.

Take a leisurely taste.

Waiting for the son to appear.

Many tenants on the second floor are watching the excitement, standing in the corridor and watching everything in the lobby. After all, this matter is related to whether they can sleep well tonight, so many people still secretly pray that Ye Fei can attack. Retire the son of the Wujimen brother.

In that closed guest room, a maid dressed in pink, looked at the situation in the lobby through a slit in the door. After a while, she turned around and said, “Yanran Miss, the young man is really angry enough to get up. It’s a miserable repair to the followers of the Promise Gate.”

“Oh, I see.”

The man in white nodded coldly, and said, “Qinghuan, we have arrived in Xiangyun City, and we must call him the son in the palace.”

“It’s the little…boy.”

The girl named Qinghuan replied with a smile, and said, “My son, why did you suddenly think of Xiangyun City?”

The white-clothed man said: “Relieve, that matter is about to come, I am almost annoyed to death, I can only come out to hide and clean.”

Qing Huan said, “That’s true, but this Promise Gate is not easy to provoke. If that young man can’t stand it, what should we do?”

“I have my own way of dealing with it.”

“Oh.”

…

After half an hour.

The door of the inn was opened.

A young man in Jinyi walked in strode, but the gloomy face carried between him, it was clearly inevitable anger.

After seeing the youth on stage.

The residents on the second floor turned pale, showing a look of horror, and the sound of the discussion was completely exploded.

“It’s actually Zhao Jianchen, how is this possible?”

“Yes, it’s no wonder that I dare to put such a big score, now it seems that the other party really has such confidence.”

“Sisi…The Zhao Jianchen you are talking about is the youngest son of Zao Wou-ki, the master of the Wuji Sect.”

“Brother, what do you think, if it weren’t for this ruthless person…what do you think we are afraid of, I heard that Zhao Jianchen has a cruel heart and started killing people with swords when he was seven years old, and he has been sitting down a lot of cruel and bloody people over the years? The tragedy, no one dared to move him in the huge Xiangyun City.”

“It’s so ruthless, and it’s not a murderous devil. If you use us as a punching bag later, maybe a sharp sword will be drawn to our throat. It’s dead, this time it’s completely dead.”

With the appearance of Zhao Jianchen, 90% of the residents turned the window and fled. They lost all their climbing shoes and couldn’t care about picking them up. There is nothing more important than life in this world. Obviously Zhao Jianchen is the devil who will bring death. They are not afraid.

As for the residents who stayed 10%, they are either bold, or lucky, or have no intuitive understanding of Zhao Jianchen’s brutality…

Ye Fei put down the tea cup.

Stand up.

Cast his gaze at the youth who walked in the door.

The young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, medium body, with a natural arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes, the kind of consciously superior noble air, if it had not been for more than 20 years of arrogance and wanton life, he would definitely not be able to develop it.

His clothes are quite gorgeous, and the fabrics he uses are all the most demanding high-quality goods in Xiangyun City. A jeweled spirit sword and a jade flame token are hung around his waist, showing the most expensive status of the Wujimen.

At that moment, that face that was fairly handsome, sullen and vicious, and as the striding meteor was approaching, a pair of murderous eyes were staring at him, and the evil thoughts contained in them were so strong that they were about to tear off his hands.

“You dare to provoke Wujimen, you’re afraid you don’t know how Shizi is written.”

Zhao Jianchen approached.

No nonsense.

He drew out the spirit sword.

However, a delicate sword flower was rolled up.

Stabbed to Ye Fei’s neck.

“Hmm… you are not qualified to say this to me just by your ability as a three-legged cat.”

Facing the galloping blade.

Ye Fei’s eyelids lifted slightly.

Floating fiercely.

Strike out with two fingers and sword.

Accurately hit the surface of the blade.

At this moment, Zhao Jianchen felt the impact of Peimounable, which shook his tiger’s mouth violently, and the spirit sword was undoubtedly dropped out of his hand, and then firmly nailed to the pillar not far away.

See this scene.

The residents upstairs collectively took a breath.

He didn’t blaze his eyes at all.

Obviously some can’t believe everything in front of me.

Zhao Jianchen was terrified in his heart. He couldn’t think of own’s swift and fierce sword, which was actually cracked by the opponent in such a relaxed way. This feeling of being easily tortured and killed by people of the same year was only felt in his own Dage.

He said:

“Who are you, do you know that if you offend the Promise Gate, you will die miserably?”

Ye Fei said, “It doesn’t matter who I am. What’s important is that you need to know that if you anger me, the consequences are also very serious.”

Zhao Jianchen was fierce in front of him, threatening: “If you dare to move me, I won’t succeed. We have a Gold Core powerhouse in the Promise Gate. My father has even reached the Gold Core Fifth Stage. If you dare to move me today, I will let my father dare. Destroy you, the whole family, no chickens or dogs.”

“Miscellaneous, you succeeded in igniting a raging fire again in my unhappy heart. You are really a little expert.”

Just in the horror of Zhao Jianchen’s heart.

Suddenly there was a whirring in my ears.

Ye Fei slapped him over.

It fell firmly on his face.

The opponent flew upside down.

“Gold Core, it’s very strong. He is your trump card for whatever you want. He is the confidence to open a house in the middle of the night. He is your backer for cruel methods without scruples. Daddy doesn’t believe in this evil.” Ye Fei strode away and grabbed Zhao Jianchen’s noble collar, but rounded his palms on that kind of noble and arrogant face, and slapped a series of consecutive dense slaps.

This scene.

The entire inn was completely numb.

Both the residents and the obedience seemed to have seen a ghost, secretly feeling that the young man in front of him was a wicked one.

You must know how noble Zhao Jianchen’s identity is. That is the youngest son of the Promise Gate Master. He has been a treasure in his hands since he was a child. The entire Promise Gate needs to be accompanied by him carefully, and he dare not disobey him at all.

However, with such an invincible and terrifying existence, he was slapped on the neck by an unknown young man, and he was slapped fiercely and domineeringly and shockingly.

Almost in a blink of an eye, that handsome face was completely swollen, no human form, and even a few teeth fell out. It was so miserable that it was completely unrecognizable that this pig head was the youngest son of the Promise Sect Master, Zhao Jianchen.

“Funny, looking for death!”

Suddenly, a figure rushed in from outside the room, thrusting its sword sharply towards Ye Fei’s arm. The Sword Technique’s fierceness and exquisiteness caused everyone to feel a deep sense of despair in their hearts, unable to raise any resistance to it. .