"The eighth master has arrived!"

A long, loud shout resounded throughout the snack bar.

Suddenly, all the cultivators who attacked Yun Ling were shocked, their faces were frightened, and they hurriedly put away their weapons and quickly retreated and stood in a row. At the same time, all the aura around his body converged, and he bent over and lowered his head.

"Da~squeak~c~"

Yun Ling watched a middle-aged man about the same age as Fang Jiu slowly walk down the wooden stairs step by step with a black and gold cane tattooed with a tiger tattooed on the top and a "eight" tattoo on the top.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a white robe, with long flowing hair and a strong figure.

Behind him was a man in a yellow robe, and more than a dozen middle-aged men in the same blue robe, with neat steps and a calm breath. At first glance, it belongs to the well-trained.

Yun Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, felt it silently, and knew the general strength of the other party. This middle-aged man's cultivation realm has reached the peak cultivation of human dignity, and more than a dozen people behind him are all the peak realm of Venerable Beings. Moreover, there were several faint signs of a breakthrough, among them, the man in the yellow Taoist robe was a fivefold cultivator.

"Bang!", the middle-aged man slammed the black gold cane on the ground.

"Hello Eighth Master!!"

The dozens of cultivators besieging Yun Ling and most of the guests in the snack bar shouted.

"Hmm. The middle-aged man known as the Eighth Master nodded in response. After looking around, he finally looked at another celebrity who had been silently moving on the side.

"Old Seven, you're also here. The middle-aged man known as the Eighth Master smiled at the man and smiled.

"Well, Eighth Master, I happened to be here today. The man who was called Lao Qi by the eighth master nodded and said.

The eighth master nodded slowly, then coughed lightly, and frowned slightly: "Who is it, making trouble in the shop under this Shadow Sect?"

"Eighth master, it's this kid with a fan. The skinny shopkeeper ran towards the eighth master, and then pointed at Yun Ling and said.

"Oh?" The eighth master looked in the direction pointed by the shopkeeper Erying Jiujiang, and saw Yun Ling holding a folding fan and looking at him indifferently.

"This kid, why aren't you afraid?" the eighth master's eyes narrowed slightly, and he wondered in his heart. With such a big pomp and circumstance, it stands to reason that as long as the strength is not enough or the strength is enough but the psychological quality is poor, they will be deterred by their own aura. But this kid seems to be still light and breezy, as if nothing happened.

Could it be that he is pretending to be calm and pretending to be profound?

Also, in this situation, what can be done other than pretend to be calm?

"What happened?" the eighth master sat down, took a sip of tea, and said slowly.

"Eighth Master, the Lantern Festival of the Shadow Sect is about to start......" The man in yellow bent down and whispered.

"Huh?" said the eighth master with a wave of his hand.

The man in yellow suddenly stopped talking, nodded, and stepped aside.

"Eighth master, this kid didn't pay for the spirit stone, I asked him to pay, not only did he not buy it, but he also beat people, and said...... He also said that he would let all of us kowtow to him and admit his mistakes!" Ying Jiujiang said aggrievedly, not only distorting the facts, but also adding fuel and vinegar.

"That's right, Eighth Master. Look at us, we're covered in blood. The cultivator on the side also said aggrievedly, pointing to the wound that had just been pierced by the wood slag that Yun Ling burst out and said.

"Is that really the case?" the eighth master frowned, glanced at Yun Ling, and said slowly. He also knew in his heart that as long as these subordinates were wronged, they would always add fuel and vinegar in front of him. Moreover, if he has made a little contribution, he will definitely mention it from time to time in front of him, for fear that he will forget his credit.

Besides, the eighth master has been traveling south and north for so many years, and he still looks at some faces. It is unlikely that this young man with a fan and looking polite will do what Ying Jiujiang said.

I guess, this kid wants to pit other people's spirit stones, but after all, he is his own person, no matter what, he still has to help his own people.

"That's really the case, Eighth Master. Eighth Master, look at me, I'm also injured. Ying Jiujiang showed the wound to the eighth master and said.

The eighth master glanced at it and said with a sneer: "That's it, it's also called an injury, isn't it a shame?"

"Hey, hey. Ying Jiujiang scratched his head in embarrassment.

At this time, the guests who watched the excitement discussed in a whisper.

"Who is this eighth master?"

"If you want to talk about the eighth master, you have to talk about the Shadow Sect's Outer Nine Stream Gang. The so-called Outer Nine Streams do not belong to the Shadow Sect. However, it is closely related to the personnel of the Shadow Sect. This eighth master, he used to be with the celebrity Ying Hua Phantom of the Shadow Sect Master, but a few days ago, the Shadow Sect was in civil strife, and Ying Hua Phantom died unexpectedly. The power of the eighth master also fell. Later, the shadow Fang Jiu of the Shadow Sect suddenly became a celebrity in front of the second young man of the Shadow Sect, and the eighth master hurried to the other side. No, now it's out again. ”

"Wow, how do you know so much. Do you have the inside story?"

"A lot of people know it, but they just don't say it. ”

"This shadow Jiujiang seems to be a bit excessive, obviously dozens of them are surrounding a teenager, but they haven't beaten it, now it's good, it's a rake. ”

"Shhh

"What are you afraid of, my brother is also from the Shadow Sect. In terms of seniority, you can be the uncle of Ying Jiujiang!"

"It's okay, you kid, I don't see it. ”

"What's this, did you see the young man downstairs? It's the young man who just smashed the spirit stone on the table and was about to leave, and his origin is just big. ”

......

"And this kind of outer ninth-rate gang, it's really a long insight. Yun Ling thought to himself. But if you think about it, you can understand that the Shadow Sect has so many people, but there are so many things, if there are no these people, who will do so many chores.

The eighth master picked up a cigarette, then forced out the aura with his fingertips, and lit the cigarette with the sparks generated by the instantaneous aura compression explosion.

Yun Ling raised his eyebrows, how can he still be like this? This eighth master is a talent. It's like a sudden burst of sparks from your fingers and then lighting a cigarette, a posture worth emulating.

"Hiss~Huh~" The eighth master took a deep puff of cigarette, and then slowly exhaled.

"Boy, do you have anything to say?" the eighth master flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said to Yun Ling.

"There's nothing to say, it's just that your men are just farting. Yun Ling waved his hand and said.

"Huh?" the eighth master frowned.

"Boy, you are really looking for death!" Ying Jiujiang was exposed on the spot, and immediately became angry, drew his weapon and walked towards Yun Ling.

Although he knew that he was not Yun Ling's opponent, but now that there were so many people here, he didn't dare to make a move against Yun Ling.

"Wait, I can prove it. Suddenly, a magnetic man's voice shouted.

Everyone looked and found that it was actually the young man who smashed the spirit stone on the table and was about to leave.

"Can you prove it?" Ying Jiujiang looked back and found that it was actually a hairy boy. He had just been exposed to lie and wanted to find someone to get angry, and he actually interrupted himself. So, Ying Jiujiang said directly.

The boy didn't speak, just snorted.

"Jiujiang, apologize. The eighth master frowned lightly and said suddenly.

"Huh?" the eighth master said suddenly, Ying Jiujiang was suddenly blindsided, and he didn't know what the eighth master meant.

"What? are you going to let me say it a second time?" the eighth master took a puff of his cigarette, and then threw it to the ground.

"No, no, eighth master, don't dare, don't dare. Ying Jiujiang hurriedly denied.

Then Ying Jiujiang said to the young man: "I'm sorry, I can't talk more than my brain, you adults have a lot, don't worry about me." ”

". The boy waved his hand.

"This ......" Ying Jiujiang thought that his apology was enough to save face, but the other party was so difficult, he suddenly hesitated, if he really got out at this time, then how would he mix up in the future? The other party didn't know who it was, and he was actually scared away? Wouldn't he never be able to raise his head in the future?

"What's wrong?" said the boy, frowning.

"No, no, no. Jiujiang, why don't you get out of here?" the eighth master hurriedly smiled at him, and then shouted angrily at Ying Jiujiang.

Then, the eighth master took out a cigarette and handed it to the young man with a smile.

"Alright, you're doing well this time. I didn't talk to you, and you didn't reveal my identity, yes. The boy smiled.

"Hehe, thank you big brother for the compliment. The eighth master nodded with a smile and said.

"This young man with a folding fan, it's not that he doesn't have spirit stones to pay, he just can't afford to spend all the spirit stones in his pocket. The most important thing is that he has been arguing all the time, and he keeps talking with the horn called Jiu He Jiang, so that I am not in the mood to eat powder. The young man glanced at him, shook his head, and said.

"Oh, yes, don't worry, leave it to me. The eighth master helped the young man light a cigarette and said.

Then, the eighth master beckoned, and suddenly, all of his dozen or so subordinates slowly walked over, and at the same time, the aura in his body was mobilized.

"You kid is unlucky to offend someone you shouldn't have offended. Be careful in the next life. The eighth master said slowly to Yun Ling.

"What? It's finally time to do it? I thought you were going to sit down for tea and talk for a while. Yun Ling said with a sneer.

"What a guy looking for death. The eighth master stopped inking, raised his arms and exhaled, and suddenly, all his subordinates rushed towards Yun Ling.

The eighth master turned his head and lit a cigarette again.

Yun Ling smiled slightly and said, "Eighth Master, hehe, I'll give you a chance, go call someone now." ”

The eighth master took a puff of cigarette and said, "What do you mean, kid? Let me call someone?"

"Huh. Yun Ling smiled, the aura was frantically mobilized, and the coercion was released instantly.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, everyone on the Eighth Master's side was suppressed by Yun Ling's coercion and couldn't move at all.

"What's the situation?!"