Martial Peak

A thousand miles away from the Battle City, on the second floor of a stone city restaurant, the guests were full and the business was booming. More than a dozen Eight Immortals tables were filled with the former warriors who used to taste the wine.

On a table near the window, a middle-aged man who looks like a skinny, thin-eyed man, sits there indifferently.

On his desk, there are large and small jugs, and there are dozens of jugs of wine. The middle-aged people look at the amount of alcohol. Even if they drink so much, they are not red-hearted.

Just yin cold eyes, sitting in the seat and looking towards the pedestrians on the street below.

Every time I saw a warrior with a little strength, the yin couldn’t help but radiate a chill of light in the heart of the two eyes. It seemed like a very hungry beast had encountered fresh meat, yu Life is eating and peeling.

On the face of a stupid, moving god, struggling, hesitating, hesitating, for a while, then gradually subsided, could not help but sigh, and grabbed the jug in front of the booze for a while.

"Hungry old man." The middle-aged man whispered softly, a pair of thieves swayed on the guests on the second floor, and the strange voices that were suppressed in the throat continued to change, and the gods on his face constantly changed. The stupidity in my heart is moving, and the hardship is a mess.

"It’s still a good thing, what do you want to do." The middle-aged man sighed again.

The store was sent one after another to bring the old wines up, and quickly rushed back. When the middle-aged man with a skinny bone is like a ghost, the store’s second child always has a sense of crisis. It seems that this middle-aged person will always become a ghost. . Swallow yourself.

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

It is said that the battle of the treasure war in the past few days, the few people who chatted as if they saw it with their own eyes, the description of the scene of the War of the Treasure is sè.

"You still don't know. Now the first son of the middle school is no longer the Liu of the Liu family."

"Someone beat Liu will shake?" Everyone was shocked.

"There is no defeat, but the youngest son of the Yang family, with the strength of the eight-layer of the true Yuanjing. With Liu Liu shake the front against the two strokes, do not fall, Liu will shake the three layers of the gods. If there is such a big gap, it can still be divided equally.

i. Wait until the little son grows to the same height as Liu will shake him. ”

"Is it real?"

"Nature is, this news can be true, I saw it with my own eyes. The little son is awful, young, repaired as jing Zhan, and his team gathered more than a dozen first-class help, I see, this is the battle. The battle may be that he laughs to the end."

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

"You can't understand how to play pigs and eat tigers. Let's show the enemy weak, then suddenly force, who can resist?"

"I remember, the youngest son, is it called Yang Kai?"

"It’s right. It’s just a son..."

As soon as I heard the words of Yang Kai, the middle-aged man who was drinking was suddenly stopped. He turned his head and looked at it. It seemed to be of interest to this.

The conversation of the table was not hidden. Naturally, everyone on the second floor listened to the ear. Someone sneered and retorted: "What do you know. Liu Gongzi

I clearly did not have the full force, so that Yang Kai can hold two moves. At that time, I also saw it with my own eyes. Do you know what Liu Gongzi said? ”

With a chuckle and a sale, this is a good way to say: "Liu Gongzi said, Yang Kai, you are not my opponent, I will wait for you to grow up, let's play one more! This is the first son of Zhongdu. Demeanor and style, people are just two tricks, you are really awesome?

The former warrior was somewhat dissatisfied: "That is just the scene of Liu Liu’s swaying. If the third move is down, whoever wins is not necessarily the case, Yang Kai is the first person in the middle!"

"fart!"

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

Not a moment's effort, the entire second floor of the warriors were divided into two camps, noisy.

Only the middle-aged people who are left by the window, whispering in a low voice, do not say a word, but the light that comes out of those eyes is more and more dangerous and more and more horrible.

The crowd quarreled for a long time, and there was no quarrel.

The warrior who spoke at the beginning blushed his neck and looked thick. He looked at the middle-aged man and couldn’t help but shouted: "Hey guy, you talk about who is the first person in China?"

"I want the old man to say?" The middle-aged man sè sè, amazedly asked.

"Yes, you have to say, see you are silent, obviously have their own views, let us all listen to it, but at your age, claiming to be an old man, hahahaha!"

Everyone has some sorrows and can't help but wonder if this middle-aged person likes to rely on old sellers.

On the second floor, I suddenly calmed down. Everyone’s eyes were on the middle-aged man and asked for his opinion.

The middle-aged man nodded lightly and indulged for a while. This is the way: "If you really want the old man to say, the first person in the middle must be the Yang Kaigong, not only the first person in the middle, but the first person in the future. It is also him, hehe!"

Everyone was amazed, and even the group of people who were strong in Yang Kai felt that the middle-aged man was somewhat unconscious and secretly shook his head.

To say that Yang Kai is the first person in the middle of the present, and there are still some reliable ones. It can be said that he is the first person in the future. This is too exaggerated.

There is no end to the martial arts. So far, no one of the top players on the gods has dared to claim to be invincible.

"This crazy man..." I am optimistic about the martial art that Liu gently shakes. "What kind of **** is said, what kind of bird thing Yang is counting, actually is the world's first in the future..."

When I hadn’t finished talking, I suddenly froze. It seemed that I was stuck in the throat by an invisible force, and I could no longer speak.

Everyone turned his head and looked at him, and he couldn’t help but change.

I saw that the face of this warrior became very dark in the blink of an eye, as if it were poisonous in general, the eyelids were filled with red blood, and the blood was flowing out of the seven.

The next moment, a visible energy, suddenly flew out from the top of the man's head, and circled a few circles in midair, and the middle-aged man who was facing the window was so excited.

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

Surprisingly, the middle-aged skinny body, after swallowing this energy, suddenly expanded a circle, although it is still thin, but not as horrible as before.

When I touched the ground, the dark-faced warrior fell to the floor and had no life.

A chill has risen from everyone's heart, so that all the warriors are like a hail.

No one knows how he died, but seeing the scene just now, no matter who is clear, this is definitely the hand and foot that describes the horrible middle-aged people.

Horror, Mori cold, yin dark, fierce breath suddenly broke out, shrouded the entire restaurant.

The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly, and the strange laughter came from his throat. The laughter was in the ear, and the blood of each of the warriors was tumbling. The face sè was suddenly flushed. It seems that at this moment, his blood. It was boiled by the fire.

"Hey..."

The laughter is getting bigger and bigger, getting more and more crazy, and the incomparable 诡谲yin Sen.

"The old man is hungry, you ran into it, and the old man is welcome."

If the young master is pursued, the old man also has an excuse! "The middle-aged man said so, his body does not move.

Oh...

The clusters of red roses are like the blooming red roses. They burst into the bodies of the warriors. The internal organs are scattered and blood is everywhere. Every dead person has a visible energy that flies from those broken bodies. Shè went out and was swallowed by the middle-aged.

The thin body of the middle-aged man also swelled in a circle. Gradually, he became somewhat sturdy and handsome. The only thing that remained unchanged was his cold and yin 狭 in his narrow eyes.

In a flash, the second floor of the restaurant became a hellish existence of Shura, and more than 20 warriors died!

The surviving people shivered, and even the courage of rebellion could not be lifted. The gods who were hung on the face looked at the middle-aged man and cried.

"Not eating enough!" The middle-aged man patted his belly, and his face was still unfinished. Yin looked at the dozens of people who were still alive, and he was so stupid.

When he was staring at him, everyone was immediately squatting on the ground, vigorously picking up his head and asking for mercy.

The middle-aged people hesitated for a while, and they didn’t know what was going on. They didn’t kill them. They just turned into a black fog and disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

After he left, the talents who survived looked at each other with a glance, and some did not know how the fierce guys of this means would let them go.

Judging from the xing and cruelness that he showed, he would not frown when he killed more than a dozen people, but he did not do so.

I looked at each other and everyone was surprised to find that the people who had survived seemed to be the ones who had just supported Yang Kai, and those who opposed Yang Kai were all dead.

I can't help but succumb to the rest of my life.

Then look at the fierce bloodyness around, everyone can't help but whit, smother the food that I just ate.

These warriors are also people who bleed on the knife's mouth and hung their heads on their belts, but no one has ever seen such a horrible scene.

Those who died were almost broken pieces and fleshy...

Outside Shicheng, a black mist suddenly appeared. The middle-aged man slowly appeared. He looked at the battlefield thousands of miles away. He showed a smirk on his face and whispered softly: "There is no such thing as a long time. How is it, the old man looks like this in the past, will it scare him?"

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