Chapter 85: Demonic Sword, Ghost Sword, Killing Sword February 5th, grand banquet was held in the empty building. When the lights came on, the Tengkong Building by the Qingyuan Lake was already full of guests, with a wide variety of food and wine, and many charming ladies in gauze clothes and many heroes carrying swords. Xuanbao Pavilion in Jianyun City, Sansong Pavilion in Aojiang City, Qingpao Club in Mingye City, Canglin Water Stronghold on the Minjiang River, Chizhang Gang in Zangshan City... Gangs of all sizes from dozens of cities near Minjiang Prefecture have gathered tonight. Only the Giant Whale Gang, and only the Giant Whale Gang of this era, has the dignity to command hundreds of families. "Master, be gentle..." "Boss, aren't feet used for walking? You, you..." "Hmm~~" Tonight, the Giant Whale Gang invited ten of the top prostitutes in Minjiang Prefecture, hundreds of beautiful courtesans. One by one, the beautiful girls shuttled among the crowd, accompanying the big shots. There is also one next to Song Lin. Of course, he was not qualified to be accompanied by a beautiful woman when there were more wolves than meat tonight, and he would even be attacked by everyone as soon as he appeared. But the seventh sword of the Ba Dao Sect in the contemporary era - the Ghost Hand Sword Feng Ting.
Have! So he sat down in the private seat of Tengkong Building with dignity, waiting for the banquet to begin tonight. The people from the Giant Whale Gang would never have expected that in his current situation, he would dare to sit among the crowd, among hundreds of Leiyin and Gangqi masters. If no one could think of it, Xu Haipeng certainly couldn't think of it either. For the past three days. Song Lin waited for him for a long time at the Yulan Market, and also went to Baiping Ferry to look for him. But the green-faced dragon seemed to be scared, and did not show up once in three days. He killed many people. He killed many, many people in the Giant Whale Gang, but it still couldn't relieve the depression in his heart. and so. He came to Tengkong Building to attend the feast tonight! Xu Haipeng would never have thought that Song Lin would dare to come here, so of course he would show up at such an important occasion tonight. And Xu Hailong, the current head of the Giant Whale Gang in Minjiang, would also definitely show up. "Hey, have you heard? Yesterday, that demon sword Song Lin went on a killing spree in Qingyuan Lake again! One Gangqi and three Leiyin were all killed with one sword!" "horrible!" "This kid is really a monster! He is growing so fast, it's shocking." "The point is that his thoughts and temperament are exactly the same as that woman back then. If the Giant Whale Gang killed ten people from the Fish Market, he would kill a hundred of them." "What's more terrifying is that when he is weak, he will never fight against masters. Once he encounters those famous masters of Gangqi, he will immediately retreat and only attack those who are alone. He killed the Giant Whale Gang and scared them." "Those of us in the gang are most afraid of this kind of reckless lone ranger. If they attack you from behind, the whole gang will be torn apart!" At this time, there was a lot of noise and hustle and bustle around, with people talking about all kinds of things. But the most talked about person is the one who has been the most popular recently - the demon sword, Song Lin. Yes. His nickname has been determined - Demon Sword. This is not only because of his strange sword skills, but also because of his temperament and his growth speed.
As some people talked, they cast a glance at the 'Ghost Hand Sword Feng Ting' who was drinking silently, as if comparing him with the recently rising 'Demon Sword Song Lin'. One looks like a demon, the other looks like a ghost, but they complement each other. But only Song Lin knew. No matter whether it is a demon sword or a ghost sword, tonight it is a sword that kills people! Just then. There was a sudden commotion in front of the Tengkong Building. The host of this banquet, the sixth son of the Giant Whale Clan, Xu Hailong, arrived. Beside him were the governor of Minjiang, Liu Zhenghe, the famous master of Ba Dao Clan, Liang Ping, and a beautiful and lively girl. And... a young man with a pale complexion and a strong figure. He is exactly the person Song Linchao Simu has been waiting for, the green-faced dragon - Xu Haipeng! "Everyone, sorry for the wait!" Xu Hailong laughed heartily and walked towards the leaders of gangs and forces. After a while. There was laughter and joy in the Tengkong Building, and the banquet began. Song Lin was still silently waiting for an opportunity, but a troublesome matter came to him first. "Brother!" A soft cry floated into my ears. The girl in green skirt beside Liang Ping noticed his presence, her pretty face full of surprise, and she trotted along, "Brother, Yu'er finally found you! Brother is indeed safe and sound, I knew you would be fine..." The girl's voice is sweet and lively. Although the series of words were spoken quickly and urgently, they still revealed her inherent gentleness and tenderness. "Uh..." Song Lin felt a slight headache. He had actually anticipated this scene before coming here, but when he actually faced these strangers, he felt extremely embarrassed. He knew that this was the real test tonight. If he couldn't handle it well... "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" The girl held Song Lin's arm with her slender hand, her attitude intimate, her head raised and a puzzled look. "fine." Song Lin took a sip of wine, intending to adapt to the situation and cover himself up with silence. At this time, the other side. "Brother Feng from Ba Dao Sect is here?" Xu Hailong saw this scene, his eyes flashed with a strange look, and he said softly: "Hai Peng, you are familiar with Brother Feng, why don't you invite him to the main seat." "No need." Liang Ping on the side suddenly said: "Today is the business of the Giant Whale Gang, and my Tyrant Blade Sect will not participate. Just find a position outside like Feng Ting. Thank you very much, both of you."
"This..." Xu Hailong looked hesitant, but did not stop it. He looked at the unskilled swordsman Ryohei and turned away. Ever since the sudden death of Wang Yuhuai, the man with the golden spear and silver eyes, three days ago, there seemed to be a gap between them. "Little madman." A steady and magnetic middle-aged male voice came. Song Lin, who was dealing with the girl's harassment, raised his head, and his brows under the mask suddenly jumped. Master! Absolute master! If it was a month ago, he might not have such a perception ability. But now... the potential of Duck Killing Fate has been tapped to the extreme of the current realm, and the distance is so close. Song Lin felt an unprecedented pressure from the opponent. Even if ten members of the Giant Whale Gang were at the Gang Qi level, they would not be able to match this pressure. He quickly glanced at the main seat. In the perception given by the bird-watching fate, Xu Hailong actually gave him a hint of this feeling... "How is it possible? He is clearly only at the Leiyin realm..." Song Lin's heart sank slightly. "What? You don't recognize me after so long?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile. "Hello...Uncle Liang." Song Lin took a deep breath and stood up to salute. calm. He needs to calm down now and deal with the current situation first. "Senior Brother~~" The arm suddenly shook, and Song Lin turned his head to look. The girl in the green skirt flashed a pair of bright eyes, "You ignored me again, you greeted Uncle Liang but ignored me on purpose... You are like this every time, if you do this again... I will be angry!" She pouted her lips and acted coquettishly. “……”Song Lin’s forehead was covered with sweat. and so. Should I respond or ignore him at this time? What was Feng Ting's personality like in the past, and what was his attitude towards his fellow disciples like? He should be a quiet person... Headache! Song Lin swore secretly. After passing this hurdle, he will never impersonate someone else again! "Su Yu!" Ryohei's voice deepened as he said seriously, "You don't understand your senior brother's temper. If you keep bothering him, be careful or he will test your swordsmanship again tomorrow." Although his expression was serious, there was a hint of smile in the corner of his eyes. "Lililil~~"
The girl stuck out her tongue mischievously and actually became quiet. Song Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had made the right bet. Liangping had also taken his seat, placing a long sword with a green sheath on the table, his eyes directed towards the chief seat of the Giant Whale Gang. But he asked, "Where have you been during this time?" They had heard about Xu Haipeng before, so they were not surprised that Feng Ting was still alive. They also knew that he was usually a silent person, and would only become particularly talkative when he met a master and was inspired to fight. So Song Lin has almost passed this level. "I had some adventures and practiced in seclusion in a secluded place, which was quite rewarding." Song Lin lowered his voice and inadvertently grabbed the girl's neck, drawing her attention to the scar caused by the knife on the wall of the stone cave. After a month, the wound had healed, leaving only a faint mark. “Brother, your wound doesn’t hurt anymore, does it?” The girl stretched out her finger carefully with a look of heartache, as if she wanted to touch but didn’t dare to. "Oh? Then once this is over, I'll test how much progress you've made." Ryohei nodded. The scene fell into silence for a moment, and no one knew what he was thinking. Was it Wang Yuhuai’s sudden death three days ago, or what happened to Feng Ting? Song Lin didn't say anything else. He silently watched the movements of the host, and his eyes occasionally swept between the brothers Xu Hailong and Xu Haipeng. At the same time I was thinking. The unclassed swordsman Liang Ping, the sixth sword of the previous generation of the Tyrant Sword Sect, must be at least one of the top people in the Gangqi Realm? What is the identity of the girl Su Yu beside him? If I could roar the thunder sound thirty-three or thirty-four times, would I be qualified to fight him? I'm afraid it's not enough. If there is such a master in the Gangqi realm of the Giant Whale Gang tonight...how should I deal with it? Of course, in such a situation, it is impossible to kill Xu Haipeng head-on. It is best to wait until he is alone... Song Lin suddenly thought of the sword technique he learned on the knife wall of the stone cave. "Foolish Sword Form Four..." suddenly. In my peripheral vision, Xu Haipeng stood up from his seat, as if he was about to go to the bathroom. But that's it. A cold female voice sounded outside the Tengkong Building: "Xu Hailong, come out and die!" (End of this chapter)