Martial Peak

Thousands of miles away from the battle city, on the second floor of a restaurant in Shicheng, the guests were full and the business was booming. More than a dozen tables of eight immortals were filled to pass by the warriors who were drunk.

On a table near the window, a middle-aged man who looked thin and skinny seemed to sit there indifferently.

On his table, filled with large and small hip flasks, let alone dozens of jugs of wine, this middle-aged man looked at the amazing amount of wine, even if he drank so much, he was not blushing.

He glanced coldly, sitting on his seat and looking towards the pedestrians in the street below.

Every time I saw a warrior with a slightly better strength, the shadows of the shadows that made people feel palpitated couldn't help but emit a burst of cold light. It seemed that a very hungry beast encountered fresh meat and wanted to eat his life. Live stripping.

A look on the face was struggling, hesitating, hesitating, and after a while, he gradually calmed down, couldn't help sighing, and grabbed the jug in front of him for a while.

"Starved old man." The middle-aged man whispered softly, a pair of thieves' eyes wandering around the guests on the second floor, and a grotesque sound of extreme suppression continued to be heard in his throat. The expression on his face kept changing, and he seemed to endure The heart is about to move, and the hardship is a mess.

"Cangyun evil is good, just do whatever you want." The middle-aged man sighed again.

Dian Xiaoer sent the aged wines one after another and quickly retreated with fear. When approaching this skinny middle-aged middle-aged man, Dian Xiaoer always had a sense of crisis in his life. It seemed that this middle-aged man would always become a ghost. , Swallow yourself.

Just as the middle-aged man was unhappy and depressed, there was a conversation next to him.

Speaking of the matter of the treasure robbing battle a few days ago, the chatting people described the scene of the treasure robbing vividly as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

"You don't know yet, now the first son of Zhongdu is no longer Liu Liu's shaker."

"Someone beat Liu Qingshao?" Everyone was surprised.

"It was not defeated, but the youngest son of the Yang family, with the strength of the eighth floor of the True Yuan Realm, confronted Liu Qinghao with two moves, without falling down, Liu Qingyao was the third floor of Shenyoujing. There is such a big gap, but he can still make an equal share. In time, until the young man grows to the same height as Liu Qingshao, he will certainly be able to beat him. "

"Is it real?"

"Naturally, the news is true and true, I saw it with my own eyes. The young man was terribly young, superbly cultivated, and gathered dozens of first-class helpers under his hands. Fighting, it may be that he laughs to the end. "

"Can't it? Isn't it said that the little boy has no connections?"

"Don't you understand playing a pig and eating a tiger, show your weakness first, and then suddenly force, who can resist?"

"I remember, was the youngest son Yang Kailai?"

"Yes, yes, it means to open a son ..."

Upon hearing Yang Kai's words, the middle-aged man who was binge drinking suddenly stopped and turned his head to look over there, seeming to be more interested in this.

The conversation at that table was not hidden. Naturally, everyone on the second floor listened to it. Someone immediately sneered and retorted: "What do you know, Liu Gongzi didn't show his full strength that day, so Yang Kai Only two moves can be supported. At that time I also saw with my own eyes, did you know what Liu Gongzi said? "

With a chuckle, I sold a pass, and it was so easy to say: "Liu Gongzi said, Yang Kai is not my opponent. I will wait for you to grow up, let's fight again! This is what the first son of Zhongdu should have. To be demeanor and decent, people just accept two tricks, so you think Yang Kai is amazing? "

The warrior who had spoken earlier was a little dissatisfied: "That's just the scene that Liu Qinghao said. If the third move is down, it's not necessarily who wins or who loses. Yang Kai is now the first person in Zhongdu!"

"fart!"

The quarrel between the two quickly spread. Now the warriors of the entire Han are paying attention to the battle of the widows, and naturally have their own ideas about the trend and future situation of the war.

In a short while, the warriors on the second floor split into two camps and clamored.

The only middle-aged man left by the window, grinning in a low voice, said nothing, but the light radiating from those eyes was more and more dangerous and more terrifying.

Everyone quarreled for a long time, and there was no result.

The warrior who started talking blushed and had a thick neck. He turned around and saw the middle-aged man. He couldn't help shouting, "Hello that guy, what is the first person in Zhongdu?"

"Do you want the old man to say?" The middle-aged man looked shocked and asked in surprise.

"Yes, you need to say it. Obviously you have your own words. Obviously, you have your own opinions. Let us all listen to it. But at this age, you call yourself an old man, ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone was a bit tolerant, wondering if this middle-aged person likes to rely on the old and sell the old.

On the second floor, all of a sudden quieted down, everyone's eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man to consult him.

The middle-aged man nodded his head lightly and pondered for a while. Then he said, "If you really want the old man to say, the first person in Zhongdu must be the son of Yang Kai, not only the first person in Zhongdu, but also the first person in the world in the future. , And he too, hehe hehe hehe! "

Everyone was stunned. Even the group of people who supported Yang Kai felt that this middle-aged man was a little confused and shook his head secretly.

It is too exaggerating to say that Yang Kai is the first person in China's capital now, and that he is somewhat reliable.

The martial arts are endless. So far, none of the top experts above the Shenyou dare to claim to be invincible.

"This lunatic ..." The warrior who was optimistic about Liu Qingsha's face was disdainful, "What kind of bullshit is that, what kind of bird is Yang Kai, actually the first in the world ..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly froze, as if he was stuck in his throat by an invisible force, and could no longer speak.

Everyone turned to look at him, but they couldn't help but change color suddenly.

I saw that the warrior's complexion turned very dark in an instant, as if poisoned, the eyes were filled with red blood, and Qiqiao even shed blood.

At the next moment, an energy visible to the naked eye suddenly flew from the top of this person's head, circled a few times in the air, and blasted towards the middle-aged man by the window.

The middle-aged man had a big mouth and swallowed this energy directly into his belly.

Strangely to the extreme, the middle-aged man's skinny body suddenly swelled after swallowing this energy. Although it was still thin, it was not as scary as it was just now.

When the ground hit, the dark-faced warrior fell to the floor with no vitality.

A chill rose from everyone's heart, making all the warriors fall into the ice cellar.

No one knows how he died, but seeing the scene just now, no matter who it is, it must be the move of the terrifying middle-aged man.

Horror, cold, dark, and fierce breath suddenly burst out, covering the entire restaurant.

The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly, and a strange laughter came from his throat, and the laughter entered his ears. The blood and blood of each martial artist were tumbling, and his face was flushed instantly. The fire boiled in general.

"Jin Jie ..."

The laughter grew louder and wilder, and it was extremely strange and eerie.

"The old man is hungry, and you hit it, then the old man is welcome. If the young master is pursued in the future, the old man will have an excuse!" The middle-aged man said like this, his body was immobile.

Pappa ...

Groups and groups of light, like the blooming red roses, exploded in the bodies of the warriors, the internal organs were scattered, and the blood was on the ground. Every time a person died, there was a visible energy flying from those broken corpses. Shot out, swallowed by a middle-aged man.

The thin body of the middle-aged man also swelled in a circle, and gradually, he became a bit rich and handsome, but the only thing that remained unchanged was the cold and dark birds in his narrow and long eyes.

In an instant, the second floor of the restaurant turned into a hell-like existence of Shura, and more than 20 martial arts died in desperation!

The surviving people shivered, unable to lift up the courage to resist, and looked at the middle-aged man with a begging look on their faces, almost crying.

"Not full!" The middle-aged man patted his stomach, his face still unexplained. He glanced glanced at the dozen or so people who were still alive.

When he stared at him like this, everyone immediately crawled to the ground, vigorously raised his head, and begged for mercy.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a while, and didn't know what happened. He didn't kill him, but his figure flickered into a black mist and disappeared into everyone's vision.

After he left, the surviving people looked at each other face to face, and some of the guys who didn't know how to use this cruel method would spare themselves and others.

Judging from his personality and cruel temperament, he would not frown if he killed more than a dozen people, but he did not do so.

After glancing at each other, everyone realized in surprise that the people who survived seemed to be the ones who just supported Yang Kai, and those who opposed Yang Kai were all dead.

I can't help but feel secretly rejoicing for the rest of my life.

Looking at the tragic blood around, everyone couldn't help but look pale, and spit out the food they just ate.

These warriors were all people who licked blood on the edge of the knife and hung their heads on their belts, but no one had seen such a horrible scene.

Those who died, almost became pieces and flesh ...

Outside the stone city, a dark mist suddenly appeared, and the middle-aged man slowly showed his way. He looked at the war city thousands of miles away, and there was a grin on his face. How is it, the old man looks like this, will he startle him? "

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