The teahouse is surprisingly quiet.

Everyone in the Black Demon Abyss was used to hiding their appearance and cultivation, so when Ye Qingyu walked in, the other guests just glanced at it casually.

Two waiters, Yilan and Red, did not leave after serving tea, and they both smiled enthusiastically, stood aside, waiting for his orders.

Having walked through so many areas, Ye Qingyu certainly wouldn't think that the teahouse has few customers, and the waiter would be so enthusiastic.

He asked for some ordinary refreshments and handed over a small piece of top source crystal.

The two waiters instantly laughed into two flowers, thanked loudly, and walked towards the backyard while shouting.

The shadow of a wide hoodie covered Ye Qingyu's face.

After the waiter left, he was slightly stunning.

In fact, he was not relaxed on the way to the twelve areas.

Since the thin elder Shuang Wuyan went to chase the killer of the [Blood Thorn Hall], he has never returned. Ye Qingyu couldn't wait for him and could only move forward by himself. Just before a cup of tea, Ye Qingyu was attacked.

Although the other party seems to have only a dozen people, it is obviously a strong and highly cooperative organization.

After a battle, Ye Qingyu cut off seven or eight killers. Seeing that the rest of the killers could not succeed, they escaped.

But he suffered a little injury.

The reason I came to this teahouse was to take a little rest and use my energy to heal my injuries.

The open area of ​​the Black Demon Abyss is full of dangers. If someone dares to heal or practice in any corner, then what awaits him is likely to be fatal attacks and robberies. This is an underground world that seems calm but has killing and danger everywhere, and Ye Qingyu dares not neglect it.

The waiter quickly served refreshments.

While drinking tea, Ye Qingyu secretly used the nameless heart method to heal his wounds.

A faint silver mist lingered around Ye Qingyu.

The tea room is silent.

Suddenly a cold light broke out.

An old man behind Ye Qingyu who had been drinking tea with his head down, jumped up silently, as fast as thunder and lightning. A sword blade in his hand was carrying a strange blue alien sword, and like silent lightning, he stabbed Ye Qingyu's heartbroken behind him.

quick!

Sudden!

More importantly, this blow is silent without any fluctuations in power or ripples through the sky, and it is impossible to detect it at all.

The long sword pierced into Ye Qingyu's heart without deviation.

The old man's face was full of gully, and a hint of joy appeared on his face because of a blow. But the next moment, this hint of joy turned into surprise, because Ye Qingyu's figure suddenly faded away and then disappeared. The sword that pierced into the back was just piercing into the air.

At the same time, a chill came from my waist.

The elderly killer bowed his head in surprise and found that he had been cut in half by a light silver ice sword, and his body turned into two pieces.

The hilt of the Ice Sword was held in Ye Qingyu's hand.

In the last sight of the elderly killer, he saw incredible that Ye Qingyu was still sitting in his original position, as if he had never changed, and he didn't know how he avoided his sword just now.

White black hair, dark hoodie.

Ye Qingyu didn't turn his head back, holding the sword in his back hand, and his posture was casual and casual.

Bang!

The elderly killer who had lost control hit a table opposite him hard.

"Fuck..." A middle-aged man drinking tea was caught off guard by the table, and was splashed by tea, and roared angrily: "You fight, how dare you affect me, do you know..."

The words have not ended.

Ye Qingyu's figure flashed.

The sword light filled the sky.

The middle-aged man's head was already flying into the sky.

A trace of ice sealed his body, and no blood was splattered out.

Another young man who sat with the middle-aged man drank with him changed his face, and he kept retreating, saying, "Why are you...?"

Responding to him was a ray of sword light.

A little bit of ice and redness suddenly appeared between the young man's eyebrows, and then he fell down.

Ye Qingyu collects his sword.

The long ice sword turned into a silver mist and scattered into the void.

He said nothing and turned around and left the teahouse.

I kept watching Ye Qingyu leave, and no change appeared.

for a long time.

"Why didn't you take action just now?"

"The idea is too hard. The third and fourth brothers have not taken action yet. They just showed a trace of murderous intent and fell... [Han Guangsword] Old Man Zheng is also dead. These are all things in one move. This young man has been prepared for a long time. He takes action very quickly and cannot be kept. He is not sure."

"He drank tea, why didn't he respond?"

"I don't know, maybe I took the medicine in advance, or it was a physical problem..."

"What should I do?"

"Look for another opportunity. With such a huge reward, everyone is jealous. Many forces in the entire Black Demon Abyss were alarmed. Although this little boy was cruel and powerful, he would definitely not survive for three days. Let's just look for an opportunity."

"Speaking of this, who is it? He actually paid such a high price to offer a reward for this little boy who is not famous?"

"Who knows, I must have messed with someone I shouldn't have messed with."

A low conversation rang out in the teahouse.

Then the remaining more than ten guests stood up and left the teahouse.

These people followed Ye Qingyu carefully in the direction he left.

The two waiters, blue and red, walked out of the backyard and saw the corpses on the ground and the broken tea table. They were not surprised at all, as if they had seen such things. The two people lifted up three corpses and threw them under a small tea tree in the backyard. Then they repaired the damaged tea table and began to continue their normal business.

And in the deepest part of the tea room.

The two figures never moved.

"This is what you explain to my master? I offer a reward to hunt him? The reward for the hundred kilograms of god-level source crystal you gave, but the bears promised that if my master does not agree to your conditions, you can get a hundred kilograms of god-level source crystal? At that time, I am afraid that the evil people in the entire Black Demon Abyss will be chasing you." Jiang Xiaohan's voice was cold.

But in this coldness, there is a bone-wrenching charm.

Huang Tayun thought to himself that this woman was a little weird, and it seemed that there was a change in her body every moment. This change was not just about strength, but also about her physical constitution. Could it be that she was practicing some weird martial arts?

He didn't ask much, he laughed, lowered his voice, and said, "There are two elders who are leading the way to protect that little boy. These people from the Black Demon Abyss should not be able to kill him. Moreover, this little boy is also very evil. He just uses this method to talk about his bottom and consume his strength. When he is exhausted, it will naturally be the time for us to take action. At that time, you can do whatever you want to knead him."

Huang Tayun had deeper thoughts in his heart.

But he would not tell Jiang Xiaohan.

"No matter what, remember, I want to live, don't die... I'll destroy his cultivation, or cut off his limbs, or something, I must leave a breath in the end and bring it to me." Jiang Xiaohan's voice began to float, and finally he turned into a black demonic energy and disappeared from the spot, and his voice continued: "Mr. Huang, I know you have plans, and I don't ask, but I want to remind you that it's best not to burn yourself by the fire."

The words fell.

Jiang Xiaohan turned into black demonic energy and disappeared from the spot.

A hint of shock appeared on Huang Tayun's face.

"The Dark Demon's Imperial Art? How could this woman...the magical powers of the Dark Demon clan?"

...

...

Ye Qingyu leaned on the sword, and blood flowed down the blade one by one.

There are twenty or thirty corpses around.

He finally saw the terror of the dangerous place of the Black Demon Abyss. He felt like a wounded sheep walking into a wolf pack. The smell of blood emitted from his body attracted the crazy wolf pack's unfettered attack.

"The situation is a bit wrong. These people should not be assassins and killers, why do you have to fight like this?"

Ye Qingyu looked at the corpses around him, a little confused.

A quarter of an hour ago, these people were just passers-by, but after seeing themselves, they suddenly started to attack.

Ye Qingyu could conclude that this was not a long-planned assassination, but just a temporary raid. But the problem is that Ye Qingyu was a little confused, why he suddenly became so annoying that when others took a look, they rushed over and killed him?

In the battle just now, Ye Qingyu consumed a lot of energy.

This is already deep in the Thirteenth Area of ​​the Black Demon Abyss. All the creatures that can appear here are ruthless and powerful people, they are dancing on the tip of the knife, seeking survival in the Shura field, and the strong people who have experienced countless hard battles in life and death, the battle is extremely stunning and rich, and they have killed thirty-one people in a row. Ye Qingyu showed unprecedented sharpness and ruthlessness. Only when the sword wind does not keep people, can it be considered as a shock to some other strong people who are trying to siege him.

But Ye Qingyu knew very well that the retreating strong men did not really go far.

They are like jackals hiding in the dark, waiting for their prey to show weakness and find opportunities to fight, and they will rush forward again.

"We must first figure out what's going on."

Ye Qingyu felt that the atmosphere was wrong.
To be continued...