Top floor.

The atmosphere in the restaurant is much more relaxed.

Opposite Ye Wudi sat a white-haired old man, each of whom was holding a bowl of steaming white porridge, and a plate of pickled radishes and a bowl of dried fried green peppers were placed on the dining table.

The two old men take a mouthful of radish, he takes a mouthful of green peppers, and chats happily while drinking porridge.

A few waitresses stood quietly in the distance, not surprised.

The riches in the eyes of mortals turned out to be like this. The power that you have been so hard to pursue, just to be able to eat such a meal on the top floor of the City Lord's Mansion?

"The trumpet sounded again. ”

Ye Wudi looked up slightly and sighed.

The white-haired old man crunched and bit the radish, and said lightly: "Do you miss Chen'er again?" Don't worry, Ye Chen's kid is ghostly." ”

"Alas, it's too twisted, it's easy to break. Ye Wushu looked worried, this son is like a mother, he would rather die standing than live on his knees, such a character is easy to sacrifice on the starry battlefield.

"That place is sleek and has a fart, you have to be rigid, and you have to pull two pads to die!!"

The white-haired old man said hatefully. That's how he survived before, the two strong meet, and the brave wins. The winner lives.

Ye Wudi took a sip of white porridge and looked intoxicated: "This taste doesn't look like the old squad leader cooked it when he was in the White Bone Pass?"

The white-haired old man looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh: "I only wish the old squad leader could rest in heaven, what have you done after so many years? The old squad leader's family has not been found? Do you want the old squad leader to die without twilight?!"

Ye Wushu put down the dishes and chopsticks, his face was indifferent, and finally turned into one word: "Difficult." ”

The white-haired old man slammed the table: "It's been thirty years! Ye Wudi! Without the old squad leader, we are already dry bones!"

Doodoo Doodoo......

An alarm sounded in the restaurant.

A group of government soldiers rushed in from the door, their swords unsheathed, staring nervously at the white-haired old man.

Even if the other party is a master of the Qi Realm, as soon as the mansion master gives an order, they will rush forward.

Ye Wushu waved his hand, and the government soldiers quickly withdrew.

"I called you here today, but I didn't mean this, open. ”

As his words fell, the giant monitor on the side of the two lit up.

A huge ring appeared on it, two teenagers stood on it, facing each other, and the ring was crowded with people.

"Ye Cheng?"

The white-haired old man recognized one of them as his own grandson.

"Huh, is that him?"

When the white-haired old man saw another teenager, he stood up in surprise.

We just met this morning, and we met again at noon.

Ye Wushu looked at the white-haired old man in surprise: "What? do you know him?"

The white-haired old man had a breath in his throat and couldn't say a word, but he was obviously very nervous.

Ye Wushu blinked, and once again set his eyes on the young man, his face full of confusion. A triple teenager, what is this old man nervous about?

"Kowtow, apologize, and then call your sister up, and announce in public that she will be my wife, and I can let you go!"

Ye Cheng looked at the triple boy who was a little thin opposite, didn't even bother to ask the name, and said arrogantly.

There were a burst of whistles under the ring, and laughter shook the sky.

Ye Ying looked up to the sky and laughed insolently. Brother likes this bet so much, hum, sample, see if you can bear it this time?

She looked at Mu Wanxiang beside her, and did not hide the smugness of the victor at all.

Mu Wanxiang clenched her fists nervously, her face was pale, she was a little girl, where had she ever seen such a battle? At the beginning, it was to take revenge on Ye Ying, but now she regrets her death, her brother and that Ye Ying's brother seem weak, and obviously, the cultivation is three times weaker, which means that the speed is three times slower and the strength is three times less, the elder brother can only play three hundred catties of strength, and that Ye brother can play six hundred catties of strength, plus the increase in speed, he can play at least eight hundred catties.

Mu Wanxiang felt that she had made her brother miserable, and the most important thing was that she also gambled on her future.

She felt a blank in her mind, chills all over, staring at her brother, and wanted her brother to give up several times, but when she thought of being Brother Ye's wife, she was afraid.

Contradictions, regrets, fears, wave after wave hit her, and she was afraid.

Listening to the bursts of laughter and whistles, she was stunned.

At this time, she suddenly saw her brother's familiar eyes looking at her, and said to her, "Don't be afraid, old girl. How do you want to clean up this arrogant man? Break a leg or cut off a hand, or tear his mouth apart? Or cut off his tongue and fry green peppers!"

This faint, powerless voice pierced through all the laughter and reached Mu Wanxiang's ears, her heart suddenly settled, and she didn't tremble, she knew her brother too well, and the brother who spoke in such a tone would never be defeated!!

Mu Wanxiang glared at Ye Ying and said loudly: "Help me slap him three times and tell him to talk nonsense!"

As soon as Mu Wanxiang's voice fell, there was another burst of laughter, including Ye Cheng, who also laughed extremely happily.

A three-important slap him six times and three slaps?

Are you kidding?

"Good!"

Mu Xiaotian responded lightly, and suddenly his body moved, and with a "whoosh", the person disappeared.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Three loud whipping sounds sounded in a row, and a figure had returned to its original place, it was Mu Xiaotian.

The audience was silent, and Ye Cheng's left and right faces left three deep palm prints, different angles, different depths, and different areas, but the appearance of the palms was clear.

Ye Cheng stretched out his hand and touched his face, looking confused: "Who is beating Ben Shao?"

"Me. ”

Mu Xiaotian stretched out his right hand and blew it in front of his mouth, waving it from time to time, as if he had been burned by water.

Mu Wanxiang's heart was about to jump out of her chest.

Once again, her mind went blank.

Is it true?

Is it a dream?

Dazzled?

Is that my brother?

Was it my brother who beat her brother?

Ye Ying was even more dumbfounded.

With her current double strength, she naturally didn't see who hit her, but the palm prints on her brother's face were clear like that, and she was indeed slapped in the face.

She didn't believe that it was Mu Wanxiang's brother who beat her, it was impossible!

How can a triple hit a sixfold?

"Are you happy?"

Mu Xiaotian turned his head to look at his sister and asked with a smile.

Mu Wanxiang nodded blankly, she was completely stunned, she didn't know whether to laugh happily or jump on the stage to hug her brother, but tears fell like a flood of floods.

How many times of anger, how many times of helpless struggle, how many times of gnashing of teeth, how many times of being ridiculed, now, all of them have been completely released under the three slaps.

"Do you want to break his hand or something? Or a few more slaps. Mu Xiaotian asked his sister with a smile.

Before Mu Wanxiang could respond, an angry scolding voice sounded next to her: "What are you arrogant, brother, beat him to death for me!!"

Ye Ying was so angry that he slapped his brother three times, and now he said that he was going to break his hand, who did he think he was?

Ye Cheng finally came back to his senses and restrained his contempt, because he was no longer brainless, and he also knew that the person in front of him who had only cultivated the triple realm of physical cultivation was definitely outstanding.

Although he said that it was a sneak attack just now, if he wanted to kill himself, I am afraid that he would already be a corpse by now.

Ye Cheng turned his head to look at his sister and grinned: "Kill him?" Okay, my sister has the final say. ”

Ye Cheng's body moved, like an off-road vehicle driving on the mountain road, making a sound of breaking the air and shooting towards Mu Xiaotian.

The two elder brothers are both sister-protecting maniacs, and whatever the younger sister says is what she says, without thinking about right or wrong, life and death.

With a speed of 150 and a strength of 800 catties, he already has the strength of seven times.

Mu Xiaotian quickly made a judgment against Ye Cheng, who came over, if he resisted head-on, he would only be crushed into minced meat by Ye Cheng.

The gap in the realm determines that he can only rely on his body to dodge, take the opportunity to attack the opponent, and finally defeat the opponent.

However, in front of his sister today, he didn't want to use such a method, it would look very embarrassing, so in order for his sister to fight for face, he decided to resist!!

He wants to defeat Ye Cheng with dignity, use his triple strength, and use those martial arts moves he learned on the earth to defeat him!

It's very hard.

His reliance is his invincible close-quarters combat power.

Mu Xiaotian looked at his sister, nodded and smiled at her, suddenly shook and jumped out of the ring, and before everyone could react, he had already returned to the ring, holding a billiard bat in his hand.

And at this time, Ye Chengcai was able to attack the position he was standing in just now.

"Papapapa"

The sound of four consecutive whips suddenly rang out.

Four screams rang out at the same time.

The two figures parted instantly.

Ye Cheng's hands trembled, and there were two blue and black whip marks on the back of each palm, which were crossed, like a big blood fork.

Mu Xiaotian easily held a billiard bat and rotated between his fingers, drifting and chic.

"You, you, you ......"

Ye Cheng was so frightened that he couldn't speak, as if he had encountered a ghost.

All his attacks just now not only did not hit the other party, but were almost broken by the other party, and this bastard is really ruthless, he specializes in hitting the back of his hand, and that position is full of bones, just wrapped in a thin layer of skin, and he suspects that the bones inside have been cracked.

Now, even if he is asked to hit someone with his fists, he doesn't dare to use his strength, otherwise it is very likely that there will be a click and all the bones on the backs of his hands will be broken.

This bastard is extremely measured, that is, on the verge of breaking and stopping, just slightly crippled, you can continue to beat him, but at the cost of losing your hands!

But if you don't hit him, it means that this time the momentum is huge, and the vigorous action to support my sister is completely shattered.

Ye Cheng has fought countless times with people since he was a child, but he has never encountered an opponent like Mu Xiaotian, weird and evil.

"Are you going to throw in the towel?"

Mu Xiaotian took Ye Cheng's words and asked lightly.

"You can't throw in the towel like that!!"

Before Ye Cheng could answer, Ye Ying in the audience screamed with tears in her eyes.

Her brother has been the most perfect idol in her heart since she was a child, she has always been proud of her brother, but twice in a row, my brother was beaten inexplicably by that bastard, the three palm prints on his face have not disappeared, and two blood-colored forks appeared on his hands, and it seems that his brother is injured, his hands are shaking, and his brother looks like now, where is there still a little idol feeling?

For the first time, Ye Ying had a sense of loss from heaven to hell, and in her world, there was never the word "losing". She didn't, and neither could her brother.

"Brother, hit him! Kill him!!"

Ye Ying shouted loudly again.

Mu Wanxiang finally woke up like a dream, all this is not a dream, all this is true, my brother really defeated Ye Ying's brother! Look at it, even Ye Ying cried, hahaha, she couldn't be arrogant, she cried like this, she lost face.

"Hahahaha, brother, I love you!

Mu Wanxiang let out a hearty shout, her face was full of spring, jumping and screaming, waving her little fists.

In her world, there is no such thing as "losing".

It's too long!

So excited!

That's amazing!

It's my brother!

Hahaha......

"Good!"

Ye Cheng had never refused his sister's request, and when he saw his sister crying like that, his heart was so painful that he felt remorseful, and he had no scruples, yelled, and rushed towards Mu Xiaotian. This time, he decided to use the monk's trick, the Ghost Leg Eight Style.

"Good!"

Mu Xiaotian heard his sister's shout, and his blood was also surging, his sister was happy, since the other party didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he would him!

He also danced the billiard bat and rushed forward, using moves that were completely ordinary marksmanship, which everyone here had learned.

Someone in the audience shouted that it was unfair, saying that Mu Xiaotian used a weapon and asked him to throw away the weapon, but as he shouted, his voice disappeared.

Fair?

Six-fold and three-fold is fair? Not to mention that it's just a small stick, what kind of weapon is it?

A ghostly foot, elusive, a stick shadow, surprising and charming, the two of them were inseparable, it was inseparable, both sides were injured, Mu Xiaotian's stick was kicked into three, and finally became a small load, he changed his moves, from stick to knife, this time the wind and clouds were prominent, and the move stabbed Ye Cheng.

He is known as the "Sword Twin Demons" of the seventh immortal in the sky, although the exercises have not returned, but the sword techniques learned on the earth can also control the enemy, and his understanding of the knife is unparalleled in the world.

Although it was just a stick, Ye Cheng's whole body was pierced with blood holes, and he was drenched in blood.

And Mu Xiaotian was also kicked at least fifteen or sixteen feet, and his whole body was full of footprints, but there was no blood.

He didn't use the demon wolf body method, he just relied on his melee strength, otherwise Ye Cheng wouldn't even be able to kick it.

Mu Xiaotian's wolf nature and ruthlessness were vividly displayed at this time, he was running in the nine days, relying on this strength, otherwise he would have died early.

The two little sisters frantically shouted slogans such as "come on" and "kill him" in the audience, forming a very weird scene:

The two little sisters in the audience screamed and danced wildly.

The two brothers on the stage frantically attacked.

"Alas......"

On the top floor of the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Wushu let out a long sigh, Ye Cheng lost, and if he continued to fight, he would be crippled.

Six times lost to three times.

"Cow, hahaha, cow......! Hahaha" The white-haired old man almost leaked his mouth, laughing, and he was so cool.

"Cao Tianwang! You are still happy?! He is also your grandson!"

Ye Wushu angrily scolded the white-haired old man.

"Oh, yes, oh, okay, yes, I can't be happy, I can't laugh, hahaha......" Cao Tianwang laughed even harder.