No one spoke.

The young masters are very reserved.

[Little Bodhisattva] tears listening to Zen closed his eyes and lowered his eyes, and slowly dialed the mutton fat jade rosary in his hand; Whispering something, Xia Nishang always had a charming eye; Feng Xingyue always came out of the dust, without saying a word, quietly looking at the table, as if he was looking at the most beautiful scenery or a woman in the world; the Yuansheng Divine Son and the Yuansheng Holy Maiden of the Yuansheng Sect also closed their eyes and waited; the Falling Star Saint Son sat on a stool, because he was a dwarf figure, a pair of small short legs were gently swinging around, humming an unknown song in his mouth, and his quiet and peaceful appearance made it difficult to associate him with the murderous butcher.

Outside the tavern, a large number of warriors and crowds gathered.

To be able to see the demeanor of Selangor's top generation of young powerhouses so closely is a very attractive thing for many people, from the beginning, the crowd has been increasing wildly, and in the end, there are thousands of people, and the surrounding streets are flooded, even on the rooftops of the houses.

This kind of scene is comparable to those crazy star chasers that Ding Hao saw in his previous life.

There was a sudden uproar in the crowd, and someone forced them out and walked in from behind.

"Uncle Ding. "The one who squeezed in was a young man from [Ask Sword Villa], his eyes lit up when he saw Ding Hao, he walked in quickly, and said a few words in Ding Hao's ear.

Ding Hao's face changed, and he asked carefully, and at this time, the Meteorite Saint Son who finally finished humming an unknown little tune, shook his legs gently, stretched his waist, and said impatiently: "It's almost time, those two guys, why haven't they shown up yet." ”

"People have already arrived, and you just didn't notice it. Feng Xingyue, who had been quietly looking at the tabletop, spoke for the first time, almost at the same time, he shrugged his shoulders, and without seeing how he drew his sword, he screamed, and a brilliant sword light instantly shot out from the hilt of the long sword that had not yet been unsheathed behind him, and shot out towards the empty table in the middle of the hall.

Crash!

It sounds like a drop of water falling into the ocean.

The sharp and incomparable sword light, when it was a meter away from the empty table, suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it was swallowed by something, and as if it had entered another space, as if it had never appeared.

But everyone present felt a fleeting aura of water elemental aura at that moment of lightning.

"This kind of Cheng dù...... So strong and accurate water control skills, who is this person?"

Ding Hao was also slightly shocked in his heart, but at the moment of shock, he seemed to feel the boundless ocean, the person in the dark, the ability to control and accumulate the power of the water system, it was almost unbelievable, no wonder he was hiding next to the empty table, doing so many masters, and he didn't even notice the Falling Star Holy Son.

Feng Xingyue's complexion changed.

I didn't expect to make a move myself, but I didn't force my opponent out.

He was about to draw his sword, but at this moment, the tavern suddenly remembered a string of melodious chants like the wind blowing the bamboo forest, the song was full of holy and solemn atmosphere, Ding Hao turned his head to look, the voice came from the mouth of the [Little Bodhisattva] tears listening to Zen.

Tearful listening to Zen gently plucked the Buddha beads, and a Sanskrit chant flowed out of the delicate and moist lips, full of strange and mysterious atmosphere, making the surrounding air ripple with waves visible to the naked eye.

Like a wave, the Sanskrit sound tumbled towards the empty table in the center of the hall.

The two invisible forces began to compete in the air, and the water system power that appeared before began to ripple again, as if there was something intangible, which was gradually peeled off little by little in this Sanskrit sound, and on the convenient chair of the empty table, two vague figures appeared, one large and one small.

Something familiar.

"Hahaha, what a [Sanskrit Nine Singing], the Zhenzong technique of the Wunian School, you, a little nun, have learned some essence. A hearty laugh rang out, and the two figures next to the empty table finally became clear, and finally appeared completely under everyone's attention.

The crowd outside, like a handful of salt sprinkled in a slightly hot oil pot, let out an uncontrollable burst of exclamations and noises.

No one thought that the two figures who appeared were actually the grandfathers and grandsons who sang and sold songs before.

The blind old man and the one-legged young boy saw the little old man sitting quietly at the table, holding his erhu tightly in his hands, closing his eyes, shaking his head gently, as if he was immersed in something beautiful and couldn't extricate himself, and the person who laughed just now was the one-legged little boy, who was obviously a child, but his voice and demeanor became like a rugged man like an adult, which was a little messy.

"Hehe, it turned out to be the two of you, I really lost my eyes, I didn't expect that the famous [Divine Eye Demon King] and [Kui Niu Demon King], who ranked third and sixth among the top ten demon kings under the [Immortal Phoenix Great Sage], were actually like this, which is really surprising. [Heavenly Wind Witch] Xia Nishang said with a smile.

The blind old man remained silent.

The one-legged child laughed heartily: "You woman, you are really coquettish, why don't you take refuge in my Immortal Phoenix Palace, maybe you are still qualified, you can be a little maid serving tea and pouring water by the side of the great sage." ”

"Presumptuous!"

"Bold. ”

Several young disciples of the Lei Yin Sect couldn't help but take the case.

Xia Nishang is the most outstanding female disciple of the Leiyin Sect, the helmsman of the entire sect in the future, and her status in the Leiyin Sect is noble, second only to a few elders who are always heavy, I don't know how many men from the Leiyin Sect secretly fall in love with him, how can this four- or five-year-old yellow-mouthed child in front of him dare to be so presumptuous, how can they not be angry?

The one-legged toddler laughed, and the corners of his eyes squinted.

In the next moment, several cyan pillars of light suddenly appeared above the heads of the disciples of the Thunder Yin Sect without warning, and in a trance, they turned into five or six extremely strange huge beast legs, surrounded by a strange desolate aura, as fast as lightning, and before those unlucky ghosts could react, they heard a few puffs, and they were all trampled into meat pies, sinking into the ground, and blood splattered everywhere.

A burst of bloody air suddenly filled the tavern.

The crowd of onlookers outside was frightened, and some people exclaimed in shock, and they all retreated with shocked faces.

Those who were trampled to death were all outstanding disciples of the Lei Yin Sect, with good strength, only under the congenital, but like ants, they lost their lives in an instant, even if the [Wind and Thunder Shuangjiao] was close at hand, they were not able to save them.

There were two or three elite disciples of the Lei Yin Sect left, and they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to say a word.

The bloody scene in front of him made these disciples of the Lei Yin Sect, who were accustomed to the Pope, instantly understand that they were facing a famous demon king, murderous, fierce and brutal, but it was not really like a child who could be bullied casually like a child on the surface.