Storm of Kings

"Oh, brother-in-law, I haven't seen you for many days, my little brother missed it very much." A young man in white walked out of the side hall and welcomed the guests with a smile.

This guest is Tieyang Xiaori who is best at mining in the Great Thousand Demon Realm.

His family was once developed because of him, and because he and Ouyang Jinlin, the fourth disciple of Demon Lord Zhou Lie, became brothers of different surnames, they became inspirational models for many people and were highly sought after.

As the position improves, more people get to know.

The Shui Jing family is closely related to the Daqian Demon Realm. Eight years ago, a noble girl from his own family married Tie Yang Xiaori, so Tie Yang became a relative of the Shui Jing family.But he didn't look at it that way, he only regarded himself as an ordinary son-in-law, and never thought of relying on outsiders to gain power, so daily walking was not considered frequent.

Even so, they are considered relatives.A few brother-in-laws often come to the house to drink and see their sister, and they are familiar with each other. Especially the wife loves this little brother Shui Jingan the most. A few days ago, she came to invite specially, and a series of incidents were involved behind it.

"Die An, last time you smashed another famous shop and many people were injured. If you continue to mess around like this, brother-in-law can't keep you."

"Hahaha, my name is Anti-violence Anliang." After Shui Jingan laughed, he hurriedly glanced around and said, "Brother-in-law, I found something wrong. I'm afraid there is no good banquet today. The little prince of Royal Palace invited a lot of people. The masters are his grandmother’s rivals in the Great Thousand Demon Realm, or the two demons and monks who split up before, blame me for accidentally getting into the trap and pulling my brother-in-law in."

"It's okay! It's very gratifying for you to come out and remind me that you didn't let your sister hurt you in vain." Tie Yang Xiaori stepped up the stairs and walked to the second floor without shooting a little far away. His unkind eyes are in sight.

Shui Jingan breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the brother-in-law is not unprepared today, so that's good, so that he won't be caught off guard.

Tie Yang Xiaori ascended to the fourth floor and saw that the guests were full, so he was left alone.

The little prince of Royal Palace sat on a high place, and when he saw the guests coming, he just raised his wine glass and said loudly: "Welcome Tieyang brother, you are really busy with people. Everyone has been waiting here for a long time, but it is only then! Three cups of self-punishment..."

The words were not finished yet, Tie Yang Xiaori's shaking hands was a shadow.

"Ding, ding, ding..." The little prince of Royal Palace was furious, and the little prince of Rong Palace was furious. This guy was too lazy to be perfunctory, so he took action when he was there, which was too shameful for him.

"Yan is not a good banquet, if it weren't for you to suppress Shui Jingan in secret, I would care what little lord you are? I wouldn't even take a look at it. The Great Demon Realm has its own way of doing things. You are beyond the bottom line, so there is one person present today. Don't even want to leave!"

"Oh, Tie Yang, open your eyes and see, you can see who Lao Tzu is, and you dare to say such big words in front of me, and you are not afraid that the wind will slap your tongue." A person stood up on the banquet with broad shoulders. , His beard, and a purple sword on his back.

Tie Yang glanced horizontally and said indifferently: "Swordsman Shi is bald, I really haven't seen you. I forgot to break your hamstrings in the first battle last year, otherwise you are still lying on the bed and won't jump out. court death."

"Smelly boy, I think you are looking for death! Uncle you were still hanging under your daddy's crotch when you debut!" The broad-shouldered swordsman suddenly drew out the sword, and blew hard towards the sword, just about to perform the secret killing technique Unexpectedly, there was a tinkling sound in the eyebrows, and then his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, his mind was broken, and he was suddenly unconscious.

Tie Yang Xiaori held a black non-slip autumn mine hoe, his complexion suddenly became serious.

He turned sideways and looked at the window. He didn't know when there was a woman in black. Looking up from the age of 40 or 50, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were vicious, and his gloves were in metal claws.

The little prince of the Royal Palace poured himself into a drink and said: "Sorrowful mother, let him know how powerful our Royal Palace is. Now everyone can see that the Great Thousand Demon Realm is dwindling, and there is no such stubborn person as Zhou Lie. After seeing a few times, I followed with all my heart, and I am still dreaming today, thinking that the Demon Lord will return and lead them to the top one day! Hahaha, is it possible? That Demon Lord Zhou Lie is indeed tyrannical, but I don’t know which of his tendons is wrong? To challenge Wuchen, one of the three great emperors of the ape tribe, isn’t it normal to not come back? Don’t gossip, take him down first. Several wise masters have already calculated the aura for my Royal Palace, as long as the devil is left behind. The essence that has come down is partly swallowed, and the future will be unimpeded."

The black-clothed woman took the order, her figure was shot out, and her movements were lightning fast.

"Ding ding dang dang dang..." A series of sparks flashed extremely fast.

Tie Yang Xiaori blocked the storm and rain with only a small hoe in his hand, and his feet did not move, he seemed to have plenty of energy!

"Huh?" The young prince of Royal Palace was a little surprised, and said with a three-point sullenness: "Mother, are you giving this second-grade subordinate for nothing?"

This bitter mother heard that the little prince was very dissatisfied. Although her second grade was commonplace, and she was piled up with pills, but the ancestral court is the ancestral court, the higher the level, the more exclusive the rank theory.

"Come out! My ancestor spirit." The fishy wind made a big whimper, and the gloom was bleak and poisonous.

As soon as the faint figure appeared, Tie Yang Xiaori felt bad. He felt his heart beat faster, and many illusions appeared in front of him.

It stands to reason that with Tieyang Xiaori’s concentration, there are very few methods in the world that can affect his mind, but at this moment, layers of poison gas and the illusion are pushed together, producing a very powerful interference effect, which actually makes him this Zhong Tiehan became vacant in his steps, his body was soft and his legs were soft, and he almost fainted.

The bitter mother smiled triumphantly: "Hahaha, my ancestor spirit is the instigator behind the witchcraft art of the Han Dynasty. No matter how strong your Tieyang Xiaori foundation is, you can't bear this intangible power of witchcraft!"

"Old enchantress, come to die!" Tie Yang Xiaori suddenly turned his wrist, piercing in a way that ordinary people could not understand.

Obviously it is a seemingly ordinary small hoe, but it has evolved a marvelous skill like a sword breaking ten thousand laws.

The bitter mother let out a spiteful roar, and hurriedly showed her every effort to evade, but there was always a trace of energy to track her, nailing it into the center of her eyebrows in the blink of an eye, and no sound disappeared.

"Ah..." This scream made everyone present couldn't believe it.

Tieyang Xiaori is obviously only the pinnacle of the third rank. For many years, the bitter mother who has not been able to beat the second rank can completely suppress him. How can the situation in front of him appear?Tier 3 leapfrog and Tier 2, this?This can only be done by the legendary Zhou Lie!

It's against the sky!

It's really against the sky!How can this be good?

Tieyang Xiaori backed up again and again, and the last scream of the bitter mother was not simple, but her ancestor spirit was dying. If he had not specially invited the heavy treasure to protect him before he came out, he might be dead now.

At this time, someone suddenly applauded: "Papa, splendid, very splendid, I have met the little friend, the steward of the Xiarong Palace, Rong Tie Zhai!"