No one spoke.
The young masters were all very reserved.
Tearing Zen closed her eyes and lowered her eyes, and slowly moved the mutton-fat jade rosary beads in her hand; she whispered something, Xia Nichang always had a charming look; Feng Xingyue always came out of the dust, without saying a word, watching quietly The tabletop seems to be looking at the most beautiful scenery or a woman in the world; the Yuansheng God Son and Yuansheng Saint of the Yuansheng Sect are also waiting with their eyes closed; the Meteorite Saint is sitting on the stool. Because he is a dwarf, his pair of shorts are His legs were swinging gently, and he was humming an unknown tune. His quiet and peaceful appearance made it difficult to associate him with the murderous butcher.
Outside the tavern, a large number of warriors and people gathered.
Being able to see the top talents of Selangor's young generation at such a close distance is a very attractive thing for many people. From the beginning, the crowd increased crazily. By the end, there were gradually Thousands of people blocked the surrounding streets, and there were even people on the roofs.
This kind of scene is comparable to those crazy star-chasers Ding Hao saw in his previous life.
The crowd suddenly made a noise, and someone forced their way through and walked in from behind.
"Uncle Ding." A young man squeezed in. When he saw Ding Hao, his eyes lit up. He walked in quickly and said a few words in Ding Hao's ear.
Ding Hao's expression changed, and he was still asking more questions. At this moment, the Meteor Saint Son, who finally finished humming an unknown tune, gently swung his legs, stretched, and said impatiently: " It’s almost time, why don’t those two guys show up yet.”
"They've been here a long time ago, you just didn't notice." Feng Xingyue, who had been looking at the table quietly, spoke for the first time. Almost at the same time, he shrugged his shoulders, and before he could see how he drew his sword, he let out a sharp scream. , a bright sword light instantly shot out from the hilt of the unsheathed long sword behind his back, and shot out towards the empty table in the middle of the hall.
Wow!
The sound was like a drop of water falling into the ocean.
That sharp sword light suddenly disappeared without a trace when it was one meter away from the empty table, as if it had been swallowed by something, and it seemed as if it had entered another space, as if it had never appeared before.
But everyone present felt a fleeting breath of water element in that flash of light.
"Such a level of... such powerful and precise ability to control water. Who is this person?"
Ding Hao was also slightly startled. At the moment he suddenly appeared, he felt as if he felt the boundless ocean. The man in the dark had an incredible level of control over water power. No wonder he was invisible in the air. There were so many masters working beside the table, but even the Holy Son of Fallen Star didn't notice them.
Feng Xingyue's expression changed.
Unexpectedly, he did not force his opponent out when he took action.
He was about to draw his sword, but at this moment, in the tavern, he suddenly remembered a string of singing sounds that were as sweet as the wind blowing in the bamboo forest. The songs were full of holy and solemn atmosphere. Ding Hao turned his head and looked. The sound came from the Tears of Listening to Zen. mouth.
Tearing Zen gently moved the beads, and Sanskrit chants flowed out from her delicate and moist lips, filled with a strange and mysterious atmosphere, causing ripples in the surrounding air that were visible to the naked eye.
The Sanskrit sounds were like waves, rolling towards the empty table in the center of the hall.
Two invisible forces began to compete in the air, and the water power that appeared before began to ripple again, as if there was something invisible that was gradually peeled off bit by bit in the Sanskrit sound. Two people appeared on the convenient chairs at the empty table. Fuzzy figures, one big and one small.
Something looks familiar.
"Hahaha, what a good one. You, a little nun, have learned some of the essence of the Wu Nian Sect's sect-suppressing skills." A hearty laugh rang out, and the two figures next to the empty table finally became clear, and finally appeared in front of everyone. under the attention of.
The crowd outside, as if a handful of salt had been sprinkled into a slightly hot oil pan, could not help but make a burst of incredible exclamations and noises.
No one expected that the two figures who appeared were actually the grandfather and grandson who were singing and selling songs.
The blind old man and the one-legged child saw the little old man sitting quietly at the table, holding his erhu tightly in his hand, closing his eyes and gently shaking his head, as if he was immersed in something beautiful. He couldn't help himself, and the person who laughed just now was the one-legged little boy. He obviously looked like a child, but his voice and demeanor became like that of a rugged adult man, which was a bit confusing.
"Hehe, it turns out it's you two. You really made a mistake. I didn't expect that the famous He, who ranks third and sixth among the top ten demon kings, would look like this. It's really surprising." Nishang said with a smile.
The blind old man still closed his eyes and said nothing.
The one-legged child laughed heartily: "You woman, you are really a bitch, why don't you join us in the Immortal Phoenix Palace? Maybe you are qualified enough to serve as a tea-server beside the Great Sage. Maid."
"presumptuous!"
"Bold."
Several young disciples of the Leiyin Sect couldn't help but protest.
Xia Nichang is the most outstanding female disciple of the Leiyin Sect and the future helmsman of the entire sect. She has a distinguished status in the Leiyin Sect, second only to a few senior seniors. I don’t know how many men of the Leiyin Sect are secretly attracted to her. How could he, the four- or five-year-old kid in front of him dare to be so presumptuous? How could he make them not angry
The one-legged child laughed and squinted his eyes.
The next moment, several green light pillars suddenly appeared above the heads of the disciples of the Leiyin Sect without any warning. In a trance, they turned into five or six extremely strange huge animal legs, lingering with the strange prehistoric aura, as fast as lightning, Before those unlucky guys could react, they heard a few puffs and puffs, and were trampled into meat pies and sank into the ground, with blood splattering everywhere.
A bloody smell suddenly filled the tavern.
The people watching outside were so frightened that some people exclaimed and backed away in shock.
Those who were trampled to death were all outstanding disciples of the Leiyin Sect. They were very powerful, just inferior to their innate abilities, but they lost their lives in an instant like ants. Even if they were close at hand, they could not be saved.
The remaining two or three elite disciples of the Leiyin Sect were trembling with fear and did not even dare to say a word.
The bloody scene in front of them made these Leiyin Sect disciples who were used to the Pope instantly understand that they were facing a notorious demon king who killed many people, was ferocious and cruel, but it was not as it seemed on the surface. Generally speaking, young children can be bullied casually.