Song Yuntian nodded, secretly took a Ten Thousand Poison Pill, and then slowly tasted the wine in the bowl.

To be honest, even after the drug, this wine still has an inseductive power that is difficult to give up, and the mellow aroma has a long aftertaste.

After a while, the cooked meat was also placed on the table, and the aroma was overflowing, but fortunately, these people did not drug the meat, and the three of them ate it in large gulps.

Song Yuntian is still gentle, and Tang Chen is also very casual, but Tang Gun is different, it can be said that he is gobbling up.

The sun vanished, and night fell.

The three of them were halfway through their meal when another group of people came to the restaurant.

These are more than twenty black-clothed people, and they have exactly the same aura as those in the corner, all of them are the sixth level of the human king realm.

However, they didn't seem to know each other, so they just glanced around the corner and sat down on the outermost part of the square facing the restaurant's door.

Tang Chen and the three of them glanced at each other and secretly became vigilant.

Gradually, there were drinkers leaving, and at the same time, people in black arrived, with a faint sense of flesh on their bodies.

A quarter of an hour later, the three black-clothed people came, and what puzzled Tang Chen was that the black-clothed man walking in the middle had a familiar feeling.

This person is a little different from other people in black, his realm is not very high, similar to Song Yuntian, and his aura is not much different. Although his concealment methods were very clever, in Tang Chen's eyes, they were useless.

This person is not tall, about the bridge of Tang Chen's nose, with a slender waist and a slight bulge on his chest, feeling like a woman.

This man wore a silver mask, and the light projected from his eyes carried a faint murderous aura.

Tang Chen's brows furrowed slightly, his spiritual sense couldn't even check the other party's appearance, and it seemed that he had been dehumanized by that strange mask.

As for whether this person was male or female, Tang Chen was not sure, because the appearance could be disguised.

What puzzled Tang Chen the most was why he felt familiar with this person?

When the three black-clothed men arrived, they did not take their seats, but looked at the hundreds of martial cultivators on the wine table, and the eyes of the black-clothed men with silver masks kept staring at the restaurant, and they didn't notice Tang Chen and the three of them at all.

"Guys, how's the wine here?"

The last person to come, the black-clothed man of the six-fold King Realm, stepped forward and said in a dark voice.

When everyone heard this, they immediately became puzzled, someone put down the wine bowl in their hands, and someone did respond loudly: "Very good!"

"Have you all had a good time?"

The man in black continued.

"Have fun!"

At this point, almost all of them spoke, and their tones were sincere, and it was clear that they were indeed having fun.

"Now that you're having fun, let's hit the road!" the man in black grew colder.

At this time, the atmosphere on the field was instantly quiet.

It's just that after three breaths, it began to boil.

"What do you mean?"

"Who are you?"

......

The martial cultivators were furious, pointing at the black-clothed people and scolding loudly, and some even wanted to get up and do something.

"Hey, hey!"

The man in black sneered, took another step forward, reached out with his right hand, instantly grabbed the neck of the person in front of him, and pinched it hard.

Click!

Before the man could react, he had already fallen to the ground and died, his neck shattered.

Quiet!

The field was suddenly extremely quiet, and everyone looked at the man in black quietly as if they had been cast a witchcraft, with a look of fear on their faces.

After a few breaths, everyone reacted, got up in unison, and shouted, "Who are you?"

The man in black smiled grimly, and then spat out two words hoarsely: "Shura!"

Shura!

Everyone was shocked, and Song Yuntian's face also changed greatly.

Shura is a well-known killer organization in the Tiannan Domain, and is the enemy of all the famous and decent families in the Tiannan Region.

This killer organization has a history of thousands of years, and countless martial cultivators have died at their hands.

"Oh no, I'm poisoned!"

Suddenly, a man exclaimed, his voice full of fear.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and the field suddenly became chaotic.

"I'm poisoned too!"

"My True Yuan can't be used!"

"Who is it?"

"Who poisoned it?"

......

Roars, screams, and fears filled the restaurant.

At this time, I saw that the martial artists in the restaurant ran out in horror, and when they saw the man in black, they immediately stopped and looked at each other in great horror.

Gradually, even the black-clothed men in the corner before did not stand up, and a blade appeared in their hands, and the smell of blood was in the nose.

There were also more than a dozen black-clothed people running out of the restaurant, holding the blood-glittering blades tightly in their hands, and coldly looked at the hundreds of martial cultivators standing outside, murderous.

Wow!!

There was a steady sound of footsteps, and the black-clothed men standing at the door of the restaurant stepped back to the sides, giving way to the two people.

I saw a slightly chubby figure slowly walking out of the restaurant, passing through the gap, stopping on the steps, and looking at the hundreds of martial arts cultivators below: "The wine I brewed, it tastes good, right?"

Everyone was in an uproar, this person seemed to be the steward of the restaurant, that is, the fat man of the eightfold realm of the king's realm.

Tang Chen and the three of them sat in place from beginning to end, slowly drinking their wines, waiting for the good show that was about to begin.

"Don't worry, everyone, this time the wine money will be waived, just leave your life behind!" the fat man smiled faintly and glanced around at everyone.

It's just that when his gaze swept over Tang Chen and the others, he was slightly stunned and frowned slightly, but he didn't think much about it.

"What?"

"You're also from Shura?"

"Damn, you don't have a good death!"

The crowd roared and cursed.

The fat man sneered, glanced at the man in black on the field, and said sharply: "Kill them all!"

Sou!

When the voice fell, all the black-clothed people moved, as if they were soul seducers from hell, and one by one Wu Xiu fell under their blades, miserable.

"Kill!"

Tang Chen stood up in an instant, and the monstrous killing intent was instantly released, and he said coldly.

Tang Gun and Song Yuntian also moved, and killed those black-clothed people together.

"Huh, and the masters?"

"Yes!

A hint of surprise flashed in the fat man's eyes, and he smiled evilly.

It's just that when he felt the strong killing intent on Tang Chen's body, his face changed greatly.

However, it was too late by this time.

Compared to them, Tang Chen is the real Shura, his body is faster than the wind, but his attack is extremely ruthless, killing him with one blow.

In less than three breaths, four men in black fell to the ground and died completely.

And Tang Gun also shot very quickly, and in just a moment, two black-clothed people were pinched to death.

And Song Yuntian fought with the man in black with a silver mask, and for a while, it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Seeing Tang Chen and the three of them so terrifying, the fat man was also shocked, and immediately killed Tang Chen.

Despite his obesity, he is extremely agile and extremely fast.

It's just that his opponent is too strong, and he didn't treat him the same thing at all, confronting him with one hand, but harvesting the life of the man in black with the other.

At this time, as many of the martial cultivators on the field had been killed by the man in black.

However, when Tang Chen and the three of them made a move, those black-clothed people who killed martial cultivators rushed towards Tang Chen and Tang Gun together, but no one cared about those martial cultivators, and no one dealt with Song Yuntian, who seemed to have a lot of trust in the silver-faced man.

Tang Chen's left hand poked out, and a thunder arc suddenly appeared behind him, and then he saw that a purple-gold big hand suddenly appeared in mid-air, instantly pressing down on the seven or eight black-clothed people in front of him.

"Kill!"

For a while, the screams rang out, and although those black-clothed people resisted with all their might, Tang Chen's attack was too strong, and they were instantly tortured and killed by the powerful True Yuan and the terrifying killing aura.

(End of chapter)