The blade is two feet long and the handle is one foot long. The knife weighs fifty-six kilograms and five six taels. The blade is in the shape of a quadrilateral. The back of the knife is half covered with white jade. The handle is made of cold iron. This knife is called "Leng Feng". Half of the blade was in the scabbard, and half of the back was exposed, glowing with cold light.
The shopkeeper couldn't believe it, and leaned forward slightly, trying to see Ren Xing's appearance clearly...
Liu Yinglong came to the shopkeeper and wanted to see if he could get two high-end rooms, but Ren Xing's position blocked him.
Liu Yinglong, who was in a very unhappy mood, was looking for an opportunity to vent his anger when he put his right hand on Ren Xing's shoulder.
"Hey, do you want a high-end room?"
Ren Xing turned his head slightly, glanced sideways at Liu Yinglong, and said nothing.
Looking silent and completely ignoring his punishment, Liu Yinglong's young master's temper was provoked again, and he snorted coldly: "I am asking you a question, are you pretending to be dumb? Today is really unlucky, all you meet are the gods of plague." .”
Liu Yinglong pushed Ren Xing, but Ren Xing didn't move at all. Liu Yinglong took a step back.
"Hey, it's not bad. I didn't expect you to be a master. No wonder you are so arrogant. But if you offend me, you have to pay the price..."
As he spoke, Liu Yinglong's right hand gathered cold energy and struck Ren Xing with a palm.
Ren Xing did not dodge, and Liu Yinglong's palm hit Ren Xing's shoulder. The cold air formed a thin layer of ice on the clothes on Ren Xing's shoulder, but Ren Xing was not hurt at all and did not move at all.
"I'm a good boy...you dare to hit him...I don't dare to provoke him...this...is going to cause trouble..."
The shopkeeper looked at Liu Yinglong with mysterious eyes, shook his head, and looked at Ren Xing with a shocked expression on his face.
Liu Yinglong looked at his attack and was completely ignored by Ren Xing. His heart had already collapsed in shock and he stared at Ren Xing blankly.
"snort…"
Ren Xing's brows furrowed slightly under his bamboo hat, and an internal force shook Liu Yinglong away. With lightning speed, a cold light from his sword flew after Liu Yinglong who was knocked away.
Only a "swish" sound was heard, and Ren Xing's knife had been put back into the scabbard.
Liu Yinglong, who was flying in the air, felt as if his hand suddenly became cold. It wasn't until he fell to the ground and looked at the right hand that fell on him that he realized what he was doing. As the pain came, he rolled on the ground and screamed.
Everyone was shocked, not only because someone dared to take off one of Liu Yinglong's arms, but what was even more amazing was such a powerful swordsmanship.
Ren Xing said coldly: "This is the price I paid."
Only then did Liu Yinglong's men react, and they all ran to Liu Yinglong and supported him.
"Yinglong..."
Liu Ce, who had just gone out to do errands, came back and saw Liu Yinglong lying on the ground with a broken arm and blood all over his body. He jumped to Liu Yinglong's side and asked in a panic: "Yinglong... Yinglong... what are you... Who hurt you?"
Seeing Liu Yinglong screaming in pain, Liu Ce tapped Liu Yinglong's acupuncture points, and then roared: "Whoever hurt him, stand up for me..."
"Me." Ren Xing said coldly.
Liu Ce followed the sound and looked at Ren Xing.
"you…"
Liu Ce recognized Ren Xing, his face was horrified, he couldn't believe his eyes and ears, and said in surprise: "It's you... you are Ren Xing with the three swords of God Killing..."
"Liu Ce, long time no see."
"Why did you hurt my nephew?" Liu Ce stood up angrily and asked Ren Xing through gritted teeth.
"He asked for it and it has nothing to do with me. You should better discipline your nephew from now on."
"Where did my nephew offend you, and you want to be so cruel?"
Although Liu Ce was angry, he still had reason. He couldn't afford to offend the opponent in front of him, so he could only be reasonable.
But Ren Xing was not an unreasonable master. Ren Xing took off his bamboo hat, walked slowly to Liu Ce, and looked at Liu Ce with a domineering look: "My sparing his life is a gift, this is just what he deserves." What do you want as punishment?"
"you…"
Liu Ce pointed his hand at Ren Xing, feeling angry in his heart but unable to break out, so he had to put down his hand and clenched it into a fist, angry that he was not as good as others.
"Why are you looking at the young master? What's going on?"
Liu Ce turned around and roared at several of his men.
From his subordinates' mouths, Liu Ce understood everything. He frowned and glanced at Tang Jing with a murderous look. He looked back at Ren Xing and asked, "Just because he slapped you? Why did you do it so hard?" hand?"
Ren Xing snorted coldly: "Isn't this enough?"
"After all, you are also a famous master in the world. How can you, the second-ranked person on the Tianjue rankings, deal with such a heavy blow to a junior? Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed?"
Although Liu Ce didn't dare to fight Ren Xing, he still wanted to get an explanation.
"It's just that I cut off an arm of Liu Que's son. What do you want? We have no friendship at all. I have done my best to spare his life. If you want to take revenge, you can bring your people from Binghan Palace and call Liu Que. Come with Que, I'll be waiting for you at any time."
Liu Ce looked at Ren Xing, who didn't take him seriously at all. His fists clenched loudly, and the anger in his heart impacted his reason.
The cold energy in Liu Ce's hands condensed, and he hit Ren Xing with all his strength.
Ren Xing's eyes moved and he raised his right hand. He gathered his inner strength and could clearly see a layer of blue energy forming an arc blocking Ren Xing's front.
Ren Xing caught Liu Ce's Ice Palm with one hand, looked at Liu Ce with contempt, and said coldly: "You are not qualified to be my opponent."
Ren Xing gently pushed forward with his right hand, and Liu Ce took two steps back, leaning back and almost losing his balance.
The difference in strength is too big. Even if Liu Ce wants to save some face, he is just humiliating himself. Liu Ce's anger is extinguished under the cruel reality. He knows Ren Xing's skills and Ren Xing's As a person, if he angers Ren Xing, even he himself may not be able to escape unscathed. And as Ren Xing said, let alone him, even if Liu Que and the entire Binghan Palace are included, Ren Xing may not be able to escape. How about punishment.
Ren Xing glanced at Liu Ce and retracted his hand, turned around, and said to the shopkeeper: "Give me a room with a sky-high ceiling, and I want to see him."
"Okay, okay, please wait a moment..."
The shopkeeper nodded quickly, ran to Wu Yi in two steps, and said with a smile: "Wu Shaoxia, look... this... can you do it conveniently and let a room out? I am grateful, grateful..."
Wu Yi looked at Ren Xing, then at Tang Jing, nodded and smiled: "It is a great honor for Wu Yi to meet Senior Ren, and Wu Yi should give in."
"Thank you, Mr. Wu. Thank you, Mr. Wu."
Liu Ce, who had lost all face, thought of something. Although he couldn't afford to be punished, there were still a few juniors behind him. Firstly, he could calm down the anger, and secondly, he could find a place for himself to step down.
