Thousands of miles away from Zhancheng, the second floor of a restaurant in a stone city was filled with guests and business was booming. More than a dozen Eight Immortals tables were filled with passing warriors coming to make a name for themselves and have a drink.

On a table next to the window, a middle-aged man who looked thin and skinny and seemed to be skinny and bone-like, sat there indifferently.

On his table, there were wine pots of all sizes, and at least dozens of them were wine pots. The middle-aged man looked as if he had a stunning alcohol tolerance. Even after drinking so much, his face was not blushing or his heart was not beating.

Just Yin looked coldly, and he looked at the pedestrians on the street below.

Whenever I see a warrior with a slightly more powerful force, the eyes that are so fierce that they make people feel thrilled, they can't help but emit a cold light, as if they are extremely hungry beasts who have encountered fresh meat and want to eat and peel life.

The spirits on his face were struggling, hesitating, and hesitating. After a while of hard work, it gradually calmed down. He couldn't help but sigh, grabbed the wine pot in front of him and drank it for a while.

"I'm starving to death." The middle-aged man muttered softly, a pair of thief eyes wandering around the guests on the second floor, and a strange sound of extreme depression kept coming from his throat. The gods on his face kept changing, as if he was holding back the restless movement in his heart, and it was a mess of hardship.

"It's better to have Cang Yun's evil land. Do whatever you want." The middle-aged man sighed again.

The waiter brought the aged wine one after another, and then quickly retreated in fear. When approaching this middle-aged man with a skinny and bone-like middle-aged man, the waiter always felt a sense of crisis that his life was hanging on the line. It seemed that this middle-aged man would always turn into a ghost and swallow himself in one bite.

Just when the middle-aged man looked unhappy and depressed, there was a voice of conversation coming from the side.

It is said that the treasure hunting battle a few days ago. The chattering people seemed to have seen it with their own eyes, and described the scene of the treasure hunting battle in a very vivid way.

"You don't know yet. Now the first young man in Zhongdu is no longer Liu Qingyao from the Liu family."

"Someone defeated Liu Qingyao?" Everyone was shocked.

"I didn't defeat it, but the youngest young man in the Yang family, with the strength of the eighth level of the True Yuan Realm, he faced Liu Qingyao head-on and did not lose his way. Liu Qingyao is at the third level of the Shenyou Realm. There is such a big gap in strength, but he can still play a equal amount.

i. When that young man grows to the same height as Liu Qingyao, he will definitely be able to surpass him."

"Is it true?"

"Of course, this news is absolutely true. I saw it with my own eyes. That young man is amazing. He is young and has a superb cultivation level. His subordinates gathered more than a dozen first-class support. I see, this battle for the throne may be the last laugh."

"No, right? Isn't that young man said he has no connections?"

"Do you understand pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? First show the enemy as weak, then suddenly exert force. Who can resist it?"

"I remember, is that youngest young man named Yang Kai?"

"Yes, yes, yes. It's just a young master..."

As soon as he heard the words Yang Kai, the middle-aged man who was drinking wildly suddenly stopped and turned his head to look over there, as if he was interested in this.

The conversation between the people at that table was not hidden, so naturally everyone on the second floor heard it. Someone immediately retorted with a sarcastic sneer: "What do you know? Mr. Liu's

I clearly didn't do all my strength, so Yang Kai could hold on to two moves. I also saw it with my own eyes at that time, did you know what Mr. Liu said?"

He chuckled and kept it a secret, and then he said leisurely: "Young Master Liu said, Yang Kai, you are not my opponent. I will wait for you to grow up and let's fight again! This is the demeanor and style that the first young master in Zhongdu should have. If he only gave in two moves, would you think Yang Kai is really amazing?"

The warrior who spoke before was immediately dissatisfied: "That was just a scene saying by Liu Qingyao. If the third move is taken, it is not certain who wins and loses. Yang Kai is the number one person in Zhongdu now!"

"fart!"

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

In just a short while, the warriors on the second floor were divided into two camps, making noises.

Only the middle-aged man who was by the window was left, whispering grimacing and not saying a word, but the light emitted from his eyes was becoming more and more dangerous and terrifying.

Everyone quarreled for a long time, but they didn't get any results.

The warrior who was talking at the beginning had a blushing face and thick neck. When he turned his head and saw the middle-aged man, he couldn't help but shout, "Hey, tell me, who is the number one person in Zhongdu now?"

"I want me to say it?" the middle-aged god was stunned and asked in surprise.

"Yes, I just want you to say that you are taciturn, obviously you have your own opinions. Let us all listen to it, but at your age, you call yourself an old man, hahahaha!"

Everyone was also a little laughing, wondering if this middle-aged man likes to rely on his seniority.

On the second floor, it suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were staring at the middle-aged man for his advice.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, pondered for a while, and then said, "If I really want to say anything, the number one person in Zhongdu must be that Young Master Yang Kai. Not only is the number one person in Zhongdu, but also the number one person in the world in the future, he is also him, hehehehe!"

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

It is a bit reliable to say that Yang Kai is the number one in Zhongdu now, but it is too exaggerated to say that he is the number one in the world in the future.

Martial arts are endless, so far, no one of the top masters above the Divine Travel dares to claim that they are invincible in the world.

"This madman..." The warrior who looked at Liu Qingyao looked contemptuous, "What nonsense is that Yang Kai, who is still the best in the world in the future..."

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 their heads and looked at him, and they couldn't help but become erect.

The face of this warrior became extremely dark in an instant, as if he was poisoned. His eyes were filled with red blood, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices.

The next moment, a stream of energy visible to the naked eye suddenly flew out from the top of the person's head, circled in the air for several times, and headed towards the middle-aged man by the window.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth wide and swallowed the ball of energy into his stomach.

It was extremely strange. After swallowing this energy, the skinny and bone-like body of the middle-aged man suddenly expanded. Although he still looked thin, he was not as terrifying as before.

With a whisper, the warrior with a dark face fell on the floor, and he had no vitality.

A chill rose from everyone's heart, making all warriors feel like they were falling into an ice cellar.

No one knew how he died, but when everyone saw the scene just now, he knew that this must be the move of the middle-aged man who described as a terrifying middle-aged man.

Terrifying, cold, dark, fierce aura suddenly burst out and enveloped the entire restaurant.

The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly, and strange laughter came from his throat, and the laughter came into his ears. The blood of each warrior was churning, and his face suddenly turned red. It seemed that at this moment, his blood was boiled by the fire.

"Hehehehehehehe..."

The laughter is getting louder and louder, and it is extremely strange.

"I'm hungry, you bump into me, so I'm not polite.

If the young master of the queen pursues the matter, I will make excuses!" The middle-aged man said this, and his body remained motionless.

Slap sex...

Balls of light like blooming red roses exploded in the bodies of the warriors, and their internal organs were spilled, and blood was everywhere. Every time a person died, a stream of energy visible to the naked eye flew out of the broken corpses and was swallowed by the middle-aged man in one bite.

The middle-aged man's thin body was also expanding in circles, and gradually became a little handsome and handsome. The only thing that remained unchanged was the cold light and yin-bearing in his narrow eyes.

In an instant, the second floor of the restaurant turned into a Shura hell-like existence, and more than 20 warriors died of life!

The surviving person was trembling and could not even raise the courage to resist. He looked at the middle-aged man with a begging god hanging on his face and almost cried.

"I'm not full!" The middle-aged man patted his stomach, his expressionless, looked at the dozens of people who still survived, and was ready to move.

When he stared at this, everyone immediately crawled on the ground, kowtowed vigorously, and kept begging for mercy.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a while, but somehow he didn't kill him. He just shook his body and turned into a black mist and disappeared from everyone's sight.

After he left, the people who still survived looked at each other, and some people who didn't know how this cruel guy would let him go.

Judging from the personality and cruel feelings he showed, he would not frown even if he killed more than a dozen people, but he did not do so.

After looking at each other, everyone was surprised to find that the group of people who still survived seemed to be the ones who supported Yang Kai just now, and those who opposed Yang Kai were all dead.

I couldn't help but have some secretly rejoiced.

Looking at the tragic blood around, everyone couldn't help but turn white and spit out the food they had just eaten.

These warriors were also people who licked blood on the edge of the knife and hung their heads on their belts, but none of them had ever seen such a terrifying scene.

Those dead people almost became pieces and meat...

Outside the stone city, a black mist suddenly appeared. The middle-aged man slowly showed his way, looked at Zhancheng thousands of miles away, and showed a grim smile on his face, muttering softly: "I haven't seen you for so long, and the young master doesn't know what's going on. Will I scare him when I pass by like this?"

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