【Restaurant】

When Nano's future decree was delivered to the restaurant where Silver Dust had settled, Venerable Blood River happened to carry two half-dead guys downstairs.

The moment He Lao got up, the heads of the stairwells lurking in the stairwell directly made a bird and beast scatter, these days, it is common for the sect to dump the rivers and lakes vendetta, and the people who can sit in the position of the head alive have two brushes, and they all know how many brushes the opponent has, which is stronger and which is weak, and they have already been ranked in private, in fact, there is no need for the White Dragon List to make any hard rules.

The two heads of the Demon Pavilion, they must be the two strongest people other than Xue Wuxian, and even the old monsters he can't help can help, it is completely useless to wait for the heads of the idle sect to go up.

Most of the boxers who are in charge are more desperate for their lives, and they can't do anything when they see it, so they naturally run away, but at the same time, he also saw the people from the palace wearing golden vests, and knew that the emperor had an idea, so he didn't dare to run far, so I could only listen to information in some unobtrusive corners. God is pitiful, these master-level masters, which one of them is not yelling at five and drinking six on weekdays, and the disciples and concubines under their hands need to be as many as they want, and they don't need to do it themselves when they plan to ride a horse, but in the face of the former verbal criticism of the world, no one dares to put the disciples of the sect in his field of vision, so as not to annoy the old man, and his fingers are a human life.

The head of the Demon Dao still attaches great importance to the people in the sect, and perhaps the one who cares the most about the lives of his disciples is probably the last grid.

After the heads hid their positions, they quietly watched Gonggong Xian walk down from the eight-lift sedan chair, and the princes who went out of the palace to do business, that was on behalf of the emperor, must be carried by the eight-lift sedan chair, otherwise it would be a mess of etiquette. Father-in-law Xian was supported by two small yellow doors, stepped off the sedan chair, stood in front of the restaurant, and refused to go in. With just a gesture with his eyes, a little yellow door ran into the restaurant quickly.

In the next second, the little yellow door flew out upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in the air bar, and then, two big men with big shoulders and round waists, who looked quite imposing at first glance, were thrown out of the door as if they had been thrown garbage, and the flat sand and wild geese were about to fall at the feet of the salty father-in-law.

Father-in-law Xian's face immediately turned black and blue, and he didn't signal Xiao Huangmen to go in again, but just shouted in his male duck voice: "Yinchen come out, kneel down to receive the will!"

He shouted twice in a row before he heard a cold voice coming from above his head: "What are you yelling about, hurry up and read it." ”

Father-in-law Xian looked up and saw Yinchen sitting on the edge of the window with a big name, his legs hanging in the air, and that posture was not even a gentleman, he was simply a ruffian.

Father-in-law Xian's face completely faded blue, leaving only a layer of pitch black like the bottom of a pot: "Silver dust, you can be regarded as unholy like this!"

"Then you don't have to read it. Silver Dust was unusual, his attitude was extremely tough, and he was even a little irritable, a ball of fire lit up in his hand, and a large fireball immediately fell without saying a word.

Gonggong Xian himself is also a number of masters cultivated by the slaves of Jianzhou, seeing the fireball falling, he was not angry, silent, his feet exerted force, and the whole person flew up vertically silently, a pair of wide sleeves unfolded like a battle flag of a fierce ghost, and between the fingers full of age spots, several silver needles as thin as cow's hair flew silently.

The fireball landed, but instead of exploding, it turned into a quiet burning fire, and the astonishing heat wave forced the accompanying Xiao Huangmen and several Ouchi guards to retreat far away.

Silver Dust was still sitting on the edge of the window, and an abnormal blue light suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and then, the blue light suddenly turned into a blue ice dragon, roaring and rushing sideways. The silver needle that flew out of Gonggong Xian's shaking hand fell on the pure blue Xuan Bing, and immediately bounced away, and it couldn't be pierced at all, but the ice dragon that rushed over, Dong Ning's dragon head hit into his arms, almost shattering his entire row of ribs.

The ice dragon roared, opening its mouth to spit out a piece of blue ice light, and within the scope of the ice light, the end of winter seemed to come again, a deep cold of death. There was no ice on the earth, but dehydrating cracks, and in the cold winter, all the water vapor was absorbed by an inexplicable force, and everything was returned to ice and dust!

With this hand, Zhang Tuxue flew out of the old eunuch and was completely frightened, this is obviously something that can only be possessed by a master of the reason, and the effect of the cold winter soul qi is released.

Father-in-law Xian spurted out two mouthfuls of blood in the air, his body twisted several times, and his old face was red and white, obviously gritting his teeth and using his cultivation as the foundation, he used all his strength to barely let his two feet fall to the ground safely. The moment he hit the ground, the bluestone slab under his feet silently shattered into powder.

I looked at the ice dragon that was wandering in the air in a circle, his wrinkled old face was full of horror, he himself was a master of Jindan, but the power of "condensing ice into a dragon" in front of him was not at all what he could imagine.

After Silver Dust came out of the ice dragon, there were other movements, and at this time, his heart was in turmoil, and he felt that even if Xiel had such and such shortcomings, he was still trying his best to help him. After the limit of stiffness, he had the limit of freezing, the limit of melting, and the limit of electric shock, which he had never had time to use.

"Four elephant limits?" he whispered.

"And the Infinity Horcrux in tune. Sheel's voice sounded from behind, a quiet tone, like the mother of a world, who had gone through the grief of 314 times of destruction and rebirth.

Yinchen nodded, and he felt that in every cell in his body, great courage suddenly surged, as if the divine will of the heavens blessed his body, as if the general trend of heaven and earth gathered in his hands. Without hesitation, he jumped off the high window edge with both hands. His tiny intelligent life was really as light as a bird in the air, and when he landed slowly and silently, he happened to be within the melee range of the old eunuch.

In his pure blue pupils, heavy snow was filled, a sign that he was about to use his magic weapon.

There were no fireballs, no ice dragons, no lightsabers, no thunderclouds, only the thick barrel that suddenly popped out of the sleeve, and it pressed against the old lady's forehead without hesitation.

The old eunuch was not slow to react, the ice circle bloomed under his feet, and his figure was like a phantom, and suddenly moved to the left, and at the same time heard a violent roar, flames and storms, sprayed out from the huge muzzle, and at the end of the long street, exploded into a cloud of fire and scattered fragments.

Those fragments did not have any special energy attached to them, and the edges were not sharp, but the huge kinetic energy attached to the fragments themselves could penetrate almost everything in the world today.

Arcane Rigid Projectile.

Silver Dust shrugged regretfully, and a thin crimson line suddenly shot out above the muzzle of the black hole, pointing straight ahead, Silver Dust's thin arm carried the full weight and recoil of the heavy firearm, moving the muzzle, and steadily pointing at the old eunuch's eyebrows.

"I can't escape. His tone was full of murderous and resolute coldness.

"Do you want to rebel?" the old eunuch's color had stabilized, and he flushed with anger. Layers of invisible cold air had spread out from his shoulders, and the circle formed by the frost condensed under his feet was expanding little by little.

At this moment, the two Ouchi masters who came with the old eunuch finally reacted, shouting to give themselves courage, and at the same time, a cold wind erupted in the thick real time, this peak not only contained a little freezing power, but also carried a huge mechanical thrust.

This is the "Dragon Claw Giant Elephant Gong" passed from the monks of the Western Regions, and it is said that there are ten dragons and ten elephants. Of course, this is just a legend, in fact, even a vowel master can't really have the power of ten elephants, let alone the power of ten terrain dragons.

The two Ouchi masters, fit together, their bare nails did not have any sharpness at all, and the number of ways that could be entered was similar to that of eagle claw gong. This is not a claw technique, but a grappling technique, and if it falls into their hands, I am afraid that it will be much more painful than simply taking a few claws.

Yinchen heard the sound of the wind coming from behind his head, his eyes changed, and he was a little nostalgic. He knew he wasn't really a boxer at all, because he didn't know any legs.

His figure blurred, and the red beam aimed at the old eunuch's forehead suddenly disappeared. The barrel of the gun in his hand changed into a blue-blue illusory blade as if it were alive, and while dodging sideways, it unleashed a fairly accurate horizontal slash.

The faint blue illusory sword blade slashed lightly across the waist of one of the Ouchi masters, there was no blood or wounds, only the Xuan Bing that erupted violently, completely unaffected by any cold ice soul energy, the Xuan Ice condensed into icicles, and the icicles grew into huge ice swords, freezing the Ouchi master who pounced firmly on the bluestone ground. At the same time, Wan Jianxin suddenly emerged from the void space with a cold expression, and he didn't look at the remaining master of Ouchi, and the sword light in his hand flashed.

Another Ouchi master turned directly into an ice sculpture.

The remaining little yellow doors were almost scattered, hiding far away one by one, looking at the ever-changing battle situation with a trembling search. The moment the old eunuch disappeared with the red light, his robe shook violently, his body was stirred by the wind, and his body flashed in front of Yinchen like a ghost, and he slapped it out with a palm without hesitation.

The old eunuch's skills are incomparably strong, and the energy emitted from the palm of his hand is like the Yangtze River forming an endless tide, and the wave is stronger than the wave. It's just that this wave-like energy is particularly feminine, as if the heavy quilt is whipped over one by one, and at the same time, a cold energy that is not easy to be detected by people turns into a green silk that is almost invisible to the people of West Lake, and the rain seeps into the body through the pores silently. The old eunuch's exercises obviously came from the south, and only this splendid Jiangnan can give birth to this kind of feminine and delicate and delicate kung fu, which can be opened and closed.

In the face of the tidal wave of continuous feminine energy, the magician wisely took half a step back, as if she wanted to avoid the edge for a while, but from her cuffs, a faint arcane purple light suddenly shot out, and from a distance of almost a zhang, it pointed at the old eunuch who was rushing towards her.

The purple lightsaber formed by the arcane looked ethereal, and it didn't seem to have any rigidity, but where its edge passed, the air twisted. The moment the blue-purple blade was completely stabbed, the long sword turned into Isaac's spear, and with an alternative ferocity, it accurately hit Lao Taijian's palm.

The old eunuch felt a not very sharp, unimaginably huge impact force falling on the palm of his hand, which was a punch that was many times stronger than the punch thrown by the master of Yuan Ying with all his strength. With just a click, the metacarpal bones and knuckles of the old eunuch's right hand were completely shattered, and the wrists and elbow bones were also directly split. In the blood splatter, the arcane purple light drove straight in, and it turned out to be a brute force collision with no fancy skills at all.

The old eunuch's body was in mid-air, and suddenly it spun like a top, and the two huge water sleeve paddles were the same, stirring the cold air, forming a vortex stream, and the soft cold air turned into thousands of invisible city edges, constantly beating the purple pillars of light, and each whipping took away a little bit of purple light, so I don't know how many times it took this purple light to completely turn this purple light into shattered stars.

At this time, the old lady had withdrawn to 20 zhang away, and the moment he landed, his feet stepped on the stone slab, and shattered again, as if there was a huge mass hidden in his thin and shriveled body. The moment he landed steadily, he saw the magician shake his body vigorously, and he almost fell to his knees.

Behind the magician, the figure of the enemy of the evil god appeared.

The sixteen-year-old girl hurriedly hugged the silver-haired boy, "Silver, how can you use arcane energy at will, it is to use curses and summons!" she whispered in the silver-haired boy's ear.

"Then what should I do?" Yinchen was a little out of breath, he thought that he could easily take down this unknown old eunuch with the limit of his strength, but he didn't expect to lose his strength after only two shots.

"Ice Dragon, that is the limit of transformation and fierceness, and now this era is still under the rule of the war spirit!"

"Understood. Silver Dust struggled to his feet, if the thick barrel could appear again, but the gun seemed to be made of crystal throughout, crystal clear, and the barrel shone with a terrifying blue light.

"Ice Magic: Rigid Projectile. ”

When Yinchen said this, he felt his spirit perked up, and the feeling of detachment and dizziness just now was much better in an instant. The load-bearing wall tore through the air, and icy projectiles whistled out, wiping the ends of the old eunuch's hair and flying past, exploding into a high icicle behind him.

The old eunuch was indifferent to such a threat, and still walked slowly and steadily, and every step he stepped on the ground made the whole street tremble, and the powerful coercion of the Jindan master slowly spread out.

And the silver-haired boy in front of him didn't have the slightest coercion of a boxer fighter on his body, and he looked like a weak person who couldn't cultivate at all, but such a weak person was crushed over like a grinding disc, and under the coercion, he was indifferent.