Listening to the storyteller in the restaurant telling his own story, Zhang Ziling thought it was quite fun. When he came in, the diners in the restaurant stared at him for a long time.

This one looks so good and troublesome.

"Hey! Old man, how much does it cost to give you if you brag about that Ziling like this?" several men with Guanzhong accent shouted.

Zhang Ziling put down his chopsticks and looked at the group of people. They should be swordsmen in Guanzhong. These guys are all guys who can sell anything for money.

The storyteller deals with the three religions and all walks of life every day. When he saw this situation, he quickly said, "If you don't like it, then I will tell you the story of Grandpa Yue's resistance to the Jin Dynasty."

"Don't listen! Don't listen!" said a man with a slick look.

"I want to listen to the joke that Zhang Ziling was beaten so hard that he was pissed."

After he finished speaking, the entire restaurant was silent.

This place is too close to the head of the World Association. The World Association is very good to the people in the city, so people also respect the World Association very much.

The swordsmen were obviously here to make trouble. As they were talking, a young man in a black robe and sword suit walked into the door. This was the uniform of the World Association, and the straight sword suit made the young man look heroic and extraordinary.

"Are you here to make trouble?" The young man was Sun Yifeng, whom Zhang Ziling used to call the Paotang. He was originally the son of Sun Fei, a famous sword in Guanzhong. His whole family died under the iron hooves of the Yuan army. He fled here alone.

After Zhang Ziling destroyed the Iron Spear Society, he confessed his great grudge against Yuan Meng, and Zhang Ziling absorbed him into the World Association.

He had a long sword tied to him, and several swordsmen saw that the sword looked very familiar.

"Who are you?"

"My father's surname is Sun and his concubine is Fei." Sun Yifeng could hear their Guanzhong accent.

"Son of Sun Shendao? Didn't it mean that the whole family was gone when the Sun family was fire?" Several Guanzhong swordsmen stood up. Sun Fei was very famous in Guanzhong.

"Do you believe this kind of argument?" Sun Yifeng asked with a sneer. "If you come to have a meal, today's meal will be mine. If you are asking for trouble for me, I will see if you have a few people's knife skills are not good."

After Sun Yifeng finished speaking, the few people looked ugly.

They came to cause trouble for the world club just for money. However, the Sun family has a great reputation in Guanzhong, which makes them a little afraid.

"Mr. Sun is now talking to us as the beloved son of Sun Shendao or as a member of the world's association." The burly man who had been sitting asked in his hoarse voice.

"Oh! How do you say this?" Sun Yifeng asked with his eyebrows raised.

He didn't see Zhang Ziling by the window on the second floor. Because he just came in, he found an inconspicuous location.

"If we are the identity of Sun Shendao's beloved son, we will give you a face today. If we are the identity of the World Association, we will also see that Mr. Sun's sword is not good." said the burly man.

"My Sun Yifeng is the leader of the Qinglong Hall corner wooden rudder in the world." Sun Yifeng said with a smile.

"Then let me see how capable Mr. Sun got the Sun God Sword." The provocative greasy man just now said. The boss said that, so they had no worries.

"Let's go outside." Sun Yifeng said to them.

"Okay." The swordsmen got up and walked out together.

After they went out, many people followed them out to watch.

Zhang Ziling walked to the window and opened it. He could see them here.

After going out, Sun Yifeng didn't talk nonsense anymore and just drew his sword.

"Young Master Sun, the villain is called Liu Shu." After Liu Shu said that, he unsheathed his sword and first pulled a sword. "Young Master Sun, I'll be angry with him when I saw Sun Shen's sword."

He moved after saying that!

This Liu Shuo's body technique is extremely fast and his sword technique is fierce and fatal.

Dao Dao was running towards Sun Yifeng's key points, and Sun Yifeng learned 70% or 80% of Sun Fei's skills. During this time of the World Association, he spent time in the martial arts academy to sharpen his sword skills.

In addition, Zhang Ziling passed the simplified version of the Nine Yang Divine Art to these helmsmen, and his strength has also increased a lot.

At this time, he kept three moves in a row. Liu Shu asked with a smile, "Sun Shen Dao's sword technique, what has become a turtle knife!"

Sun Yifeng was not angry and said calmly, "It's a guest from afar, I'll give you three moves!"

After he finished speaking, he swung his long sword and Zhang Ziling nodded slightly.

This Sun Yifeng has a good talent.

Liu Shu was forced back three or four meters by him. Sun Yifeng's sword technique was grand and grand, and he defeated Liu Shu's sword technique.

Everyone applauded when they saw it. Liu Shu was suppressed and was so angry that he stood up, preparing to exchange his injuries for injuries.

Seeing that Sun Yifeng was young, he planned to make him busy and then severely hurt him. He protected his neck with one knife, and another knife stabbed Sun Yifeng hard in the heart.

"A little trick!" Sun Yifeng said with a sneer.

Liu Shu found that Sun Yifeng's knife suddenly became faster, and his heart chilled, and then the suffocation pain spread throughout his body.

"Why is your knife suddenly so fast?" Liu Shu asked incrediblely before his death.

"It's been very fast." Sun Yifeng slowly pulled out his long knife and said calmly.

"You killed my brother." Niu Meng's burly figure slowly walked over. "Rat walks slowly, I'll send him to see you!"

Niu Meng no longer said nonsense, and directly took off the ghost-headed sword behind him and slashed it hard. His sword technique was fierce and even stronger than the other.

Sun Yifeng still calmly guarded the three swords, and his arms trembled slightly. This man was very strong.

So the true energy flowed, and Sun Yifeng said, "Be careful!"

This is his killer move from the Sun family's sword technique.

With one knife, Sun Yifeng had no weakness in his body.

Niu Meng was made by this extremely exquisite knife and was full of flaws.

Seeing that the sword was still an inch away from him, he hurriedly dodged.

But this inch is why Sun Fei is called the Guanzhong Divine Sword.

The true energy was squirting out loud, directly opening the bull.

Everyone looked at Sun Yifeng's knife in surprise, and it was not even hit by Niu Meng, and he was dismantled.

Everyone didn't find it bloody, but instead applauded.

A group of men in black robes in arrow uniforms came over, and it was Sun Zhanxiang who led the lead.

"Is Yifeng okay?" Sun Zhanxiang asked when he looked pale.

The remaining swordsmen saw that Niu Meng was dead, and said, "We are here to present a letter of war on behalf of the little prince Huo Du!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ziling came, and after he left, everyone bowed with fists and said, "See the President!"

Zhang Ziling nodded to them with a smile, put his hand on Sun Yifeng's back. As soon as the Jiuyang true energy was activated, Sun Yifeng's face suddenly became rosy.

"Thank you, President." Sun Yifeng said with his fists.

The swordsmen also saw Zhang Ziling when he entered the store. They never thought that the president of the World Club was as handsome as the legendary one.
Chapter completed!