Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

Seeing the smile on Song Fei's face, the third elder of Wujianzong trembled in his heart.

what happened?

This person should be Song Yu's incarnation, why can't I see through it.

"Song Yu, come out. There needs to be an explanation for the fact that you forcibly kicked out the disciples of Lunjian Mountain and Jiaolong Palace in your store, causing them to be injured, and they were besieged by the monster clan."

When Song Fei heard this, the smile on his face restrained.

"The boss does not accept guests below the silver level. If you want to find the boss, you can enter the Nether Pavilion."

Sein Fei pointed to the Nether Pavilion beside him.

The third elder looked cold.

"Everyone understands. Since you don't come out, I'll make it clear. Maybe you are right to kick out the disciple who is looking for trouble, but deliberately publicizing and blackmailing Lunjian Mountain and Jiaolong Palace to attract everyone's attention will make the reputation of the two sects humiliated. , that is Boss Song's unwiseness."

Song Yu was watching the video in the Youming Pavilion, but he didn't seem to hear the sound from outside at all.

Lan Ning stood nervously in the corner of the hall, silently observing.

After hearing the words of the third elder, Sein Fei seemed to have finally thought of something, and his face suddenly changed.

"It turns out that you are trying to stand out for Lunjian Mountain and Jiaolong Palace."

When Song Fei said this, the face of the third elder gradually became ugly.

Because there was no regret or concern on Seinfeld's face, it seemed that he just thought of something trivial.

This made the Third Elder of Wu Jianzong, who had always been aloof, not stimulated.

"It seems that Boss Song has not realized the seriousness of the matter."

The third elder said with a cold voice, staring at Song Fei.

"Really? What does this guest want to do?"

Seinfeld asked, even with a hint of curiosity on his face.

"A mere catering store dares to be so arrogant and offend three of us at the same time. How can you afford the consequences."

A young man beside the third elder said.

At this moment, the third elder and his three disciples were standing aggressively in the shop, with an air of questioning crimes.

"So you didn't come here to eat at all, right?"

Seinfeld asked, as if confirming their intentions.

The young man who spoke before suddenly said mockingly: "Are you pretending to be stupid or are you really stupid? No matter how powerful you are, you are still alone. This is the first time I have seen you dare to do something like this. Master, I think I have nothing to say to him. Now, why don't you take him and hand him over to Sword Master Chenyu and Palace Master Jiaolong, this matter can be easily settled."

The third elder of Wujianzong nodded slowly: "Xun'er, you are right, if you continue, you will waste my time waiting."

As he spoke, he circulated the mana in his body, and a sword intent rose, pressing towards Song Fei.

And the figure of the three elders appeared in the Nether Pavilion in an instant as if teleported.

His target has always been Song Yu staying in the Nether Pavilion.

Song Yu raised his eyelids to look at him, then shook his head slightly.

"It's really troublesome, and it affects my business."

The third elder was puzzled, but in the next second, terrifying forces surged from all directions.

A transparent phantom of a dagger was stripped from his body, and unspeakable pain swept through his body, making him howl in pain uncontrollably.

"Ah... you, you dare to peel off the seeds of sword intent that I have comprehended."

Song Yu ignored him, and Song Fei walked out slowly from the counter.

He said lightly: "The seed of sword intent? It's just a rudimentary form of sword intent that has just been comprehended. It's still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the real swordsmanship. If you dare to say that you have comprehended sword intent, you are really ignorant and fearless."

Song Fei's words fell into the ears of Wu Jianzong and the others, like a stormy sea.

If anyone in this cultivation world dares to say that the third elder of Wujianzong only comprehended the embryonic form of sword intent, he will definitely be sprayed to death.

Wu Jianzong is at least a top power, and it is a rare sword cultivating sect in the practice world.

Being able to become the third elder of Wujianzong, his swordsmanship can be seen.

But now Seinfeld said it was so unbearable, how could they accept it.

However, in the current situation, they dare not say a word.

Because the terrifying invisible force seemed to have crossed a certain field, and the mana in their bodies was imprisoned.

Song Fei waved his hand, and saw the body of the third elder flew upside down uncontrollably.

The remaining three Wujianzong disciples also flew out of thin air as if they had been hit hard.

In the alley, all the cultivators looked eagerly at the entrance of Songji Restaurant, waiting for the development of the third elder Wu Jianzong and others after they entered.

But before he waited long, the third elder was beaten out like a dead dog, even worse than his three disciples.

The third elder's face was ashen, and he lay motionless on the ground, staring at Song Ji Restaurant.

This time, both Sword Master Chenyu of Lunjian Mountain and the old man from Jiaolong Palace couldn't sit still anymore, and rushed up on the spot.

"The third elder..."

The master of Jiaolong Palace shouted out loud, he looks old, but in front of the third elder of Wujianzong, his posture is very low, because compared to these two sects, Jiaolong Palace has only himself to support the scene.

"Third Elder, what happened?"

Sword Master Chen Yu of Lunjian Mountain frowned and asked, because he found that the aura of the third elder was sluggish, without the slightest aura of swordsmanship.

How can this be?

The third elder opened his mouth, only blood flowed out from his mouth, and only a ho ho sound came out.

The Dust Rain Sword Master and the Flood Dragon Palace Palace Master rushed to input mana to help him stabilize his injury.

At this time, a person walked out of the door of Songji Restaurant, which attracted everyone's attention.

Sein Fei's hands appeared to be grabbing objects in the void, and he looked at everyone.

Not far from his eyes was the prototype of that illusory sword intent.

The illusory sword shadow seemed to be controlled by Sein Fei, shaking with his movements.

"The third elder of Wu Jianzong violated the rules of the store, intending to attack the boss, thinking about the first offense, saving your life, depriving yourself of the foundation of swordsmanship, and kicking out of the store as punishment.

"In addition, Wu Jianzong has entered the blacklist of Song Ji Restaurant, and all Wu Jianzong people, regardless of their cultivation level, are not allowed to enter the restaurant.

"Wujian Sect, Lunjian Mountain, and Jiaolong Palace. If there are disciples who were members of our shop before, they will all be abolished from now on. If there are any trespassers, you will be responsible for the consequences."

After finishing speaking, Sein Fei flicked his sleeves, only to see the phantom of the short sword bursting apart.

The huge sharp sword energy dissipated towards the sky, making the skin of the surrounding audience prickly and horrified.

At this moment, the third elder of Wujianzong's eyes were tearing apart. Looking at this scene, he suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and passed out, and there was no more movement.

Sword Master Chen Yu and Palace Master Jiaolong rushed to input mana for treatment, but kept silent about entering Song Ji Restaurant again.

Even the few disciples of the two sects who were blown out of nowhere before were glad in their hearts that they didn't use force.

If force is used, I am afraid it will be worse than this third elder.

There was dead silence at the scene, and everyone watched Sein Fei turn around and enter the store in dumbfounded. For a while, no one dared to break the silence first.

At this time, strong men constantly came through the air in the middle of the distance, and the aura of the peak of the ground level kept approaching.