Eternal Demon King

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just when Yang Xuan and the three of them were chatting, there was a knock on the door, and then the door was pushed open. A beautiful young maid walked in and brought a large plate. Fragrant fruit.

"Three sons, this is the extra fruit given by our Tianfeng Restaurant. Please use it slowly."

Tianfeng Restaurant only offers fruits in private rooms. People in the lobby on the fifth floor below can only pay for it out of their own pockets. The treatment is very different.

After serving a plate of fruit, the maid was not in a hurry to leave, she just stood there with her head lowered slightly, waiting quietly.

Yang Xuan rolled his eyes, saw something, and threw her a dozen taels of silver: "Don't stand here, this is a reward for you, go out."

"Many thanks for the reward, Master, the slaves are waiting outside the door. If you need anything, just give me your orders." The maid left the elegant room gratefully.

Restaurants, especially large restaurants like Tianfeng Restaurant, generally have unspoken rules.

The maid was patient just now, she just wanted to ask for a reward, and ten taels of silver was her salary for two months, so she was naturally happy.

"Hehe, Brother Yang is really rich. The shot is only 10 taels of silver. Do you want to hook up with people because they are beautiful?" Shi Yu couldn't help laughing when he saw Yang Xuan's shot so generous.

"Go away, do you think I'm you, a woman full of brains?" Yang Xuan glared and scolded with a smile. Now that he is familiar with Shi Yu, he naturally became a lot more casual when speaking.

"Hey, Brother Yang is joking, isn't it, I only have Junior Sister Lian'er in my heart." Shi Yu laughed dumbly. Although he was not serious, he was always thinking about his Junior Sister Lian'er.

Lian'er, a disciple of Qixuanmen's outer sect, her full name is Shangguan Lian.

When he was at Qixuanmen, Shi Yu also introduced it to Yang Xuan.

"Junior Sister Lian'er is quite simple, you better not let him down," Yang Xuan said.

"Brother Yang doesn't need to remind him, this kid doesn't know how beautiful his Lian'er is in front of me, I'm tired of hearing it." Luo Cheng smiled bitterly.

As soon as the words fell, the anxious voice of the maid suddenly came from outside the private room: "Young Master Sun, I'm sorry, there is already someone in this private room."

"There is someone? What about someone? Your ninth floor is not open to the public, and the other private rooms are all full. Do you want me, the grandson of the grandson, to go to the lobby on the fifth floor to squeeze with those pariahs?"

"Master Sun, there are really people in the private room, you should stop waiting."

"Hey, let this young master wait, you have to take off your clothes first."

"This……"

"What's the matter, take it off, as long as you take it off, this young master will take you as a concubine. By the way, don't expect to call anyone. Even if the Marquis of Pingyang is present, you don't dare to do anything to me."

"Woooo."

"Why are you crying? If you don't take me off, let your subordinates take your turn, and then sell you to the brothel to pick up customers."

The voice outside the private room was not small. Luo Cheng was young and vigorous, and his temper was more impulsive. He couldn't listen to it anymore. He shouted angrily, "Whose dog is barking outside without a leash?"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence outside the elegant room, and then the pot exploded, shouting and scolding one after another.

"Who dares to scold my young master?"

"Damn it, I really ate the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard."

"Master, the voice came from this private room."

"A group of rice buckets, don't break the door for this young master."

boom!

Soon, there was a loud noise, the door of the private room was torn apart, sawdust flying all over, and a group of more than a dozen people rushed in with murderous intent, and the leader was a young man in his twenties.

This man was thin, dressed in a finely crafted satin brocade garment, and a long sword with ornate decoration hanging from his waist. Although he was good-looking, his face was pale and his eye sockets were dark. At first glance, he could tell that he was too drunk.

At this moment, the young man's face was blue and his eyes were cold. He glanced at the three of Yang Xuan and asked, "Who scolded me just now, there is something for me to stand up for."

"It's me." Luo Cheng slapped the table and stood up, ignoring the youth's anger.

"Hmph, a little courageous." The young man let out a cold snort in his nose, and his expression was extremely cold. Although Luo was a tall man with an extraordinary bearing, he should have some origins, but in Tianfeng City, he was used to being domineering and was not afraid of anyone.

"I've always been bold."

Young Luo Cheng was frivolous, and he didn't take the young man who only had the fifth layer of Tempering Body in his eyes at all.

"Hey, there is a kind, and there is a kind of kind, but those who dare to be arrogant in front of this young master will all end miserably." The young man laughed in anger.

"Of course I have the seeds, but it's you. I don't know if you don't have the seeds. Would you dare to show off with me?"

"Teach you, why do you need me to take action?"

The young man snorted coldly and shouted, "Go on, let me abolish him."

Whoa!

With an order, the people behind him swarmed up and strode over.

These people range in age from 20 to 30 years old. They wear uniform black clothes and strong suits. All of them are strong and strong, and carry swords. Although most of them are in the quenching state, there are also two people who are Ning Yuan. The Qi martial artist of the realm.

Two people, one is twenty-five or six years old, one is missing a right ear, and the cultivation base has reached the third level of condensing Yuanjing.

This person is also the leader, half a head taller than Luo Cheng, and a lot stronger than Luo Cheng, especially a pair of arms, extremely thick, bulging muscles, exuding explosive power.

This is not to mention, his vitality fluctuates strongly, and his cultivation base seems to have reached the sixth level of the condensed Yuanjing.

The sixth level of the condensed Origin Realm is definitely not something that Luo Cheng, who is in the third level of the Condensed Origin Realm, can deal with.

Seeing this man striding ahead, Luo Cheng's face suddenly became solemn. He was not afraid of young people, but he did not dare to underestimate the scarred-faced man. With his cultivation base and strength, he could leapfrog to challenge Ningyuanjing five at most. Chongtian's martial artist, facing the scar-faced man, he has little chance of winning.

"Why, you want to bully the less with more?" Shi Yu laughed angrily, and pulled out his sword.

Luo Cheng is his good friend. The two have a fateful friendship and are as close as brothers. He can't sit back and ignore him. Even if he knows that he is not the opponent of the man with scarred face and others, he has no fear on his face.

"Who dares to take a half step forward, don't blame me for being rude." Yang Xuan didn't stand by, snorted coldly, and then stood up.

He does not cause trouble, but he is not afraid of trouble. With his current strength, he is completely confident to kill the man with scarred face and others.

"Insanity."

"Not ashamed to speak."

"It's just the cultivation of the second layer of Ning Yuanjing. I want to see how you are welcome?"

Yang Xuan's anger angered the scarred-faced man and others, and a group of people were filled with righteous indignation. Among them, the strong man who lacked his right ear moved and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

"Beyond one's own strength!" Yang Xuan smiled disdainfully, and slammed into the strong man's face with a lunge and punch.

Although this punch didn't use any vitality, it was fast and ruthless, and its strength was terrifying. The strong man's nose bone cracked, his mouth full of teeth flew off, blood splashed on his face, and his face was completely deformed.

However, it's not over yet!

The right fist hit the strong man's face, Yang Xuan's left hand was already protruding out of lightning, and the strong man even had time to scream when Yang Xuan grabbed his neck on the spot.

"Get up!"

With a cold drink, an even more shocking thing happened. At least a strong man weighing 170 to 80 pounds was lifted up easily by Yang Xuan and threw it out.

Hearing a bang, the entire private room trembled violently, the strong man slammed into a wall, and the man passed out before he landed.

"So strong, what is the origin of this son?"

"Very well-mannered, it should not be a native of our Tianfeng City."

"Is it an outsider?"

"Well, now that the martial arts fair is approaching, there are many talents in Tianfeng City. I am afraid that this son is also a foreign talent who came to participate in the competition."

Outside the private room, a group of people talked a lot. They were all diners in the private room on the sixth floor. Not long ago, they heard the sound of breaking the door and came to check. Who knew it was just in time. They just saw Yang Xuan and a strong man. He lifted it up and threw it out, and he couldn't help but be shocked by Yang Xuan's strength.

The people outside the elegant room are shocked, why are the people in the elegant room not shocked?

Whether it was Shi Yu, Luo Cheng, or the man with a scarred face, they were all stunned.

"Who will fight me?"

Yang Xuan asked, glancing coldly at the scarred-faced man and the others.

"Boy, who are you?"

The man with the scarred face looked gloomy and looked at Yang Xuan's cold eyes. For some reason, he couldn't help but feel a little fear in his heart. Although Yang Xuan was young and his cultivation base was not high, his physical body was extremely strong and faintly gave him a very dangerous feeling.

"Haha, it seems that your subordinates don't dare to do anything?" Yang Xuan ignored the man with the scarred face, turned his eyes, and looked at the young man with a smile that was not a smile.

"Go, give it to me, kill him." The young man was furious. A young man with no hair growing up actually shocked so many of his subordinates. He was so angry that he had to kill Yang Xuan to relieve his hatred.

"Give it all to Lao Tzu." The scarred-faced man shouted and strode closer to Yang Xuan, while the group of people behind him froze for a while, but also daring to encircle Yang Xuan.

"Hey, it's not good to offend anyone, but Sun Shaoming, these three boys are dead!"

Many people outside the elegant room couldn't help shaking their heads. Although Yang Xuan's strength was very strong just now, there were many people on the other side, especially the man with the scarred face, whose cultivation base had reached the sixth level of Condensation Origin Realm. , This level of cultivation is enough to easily kill Yang Xuan.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I was too impulsive." Luo Cheng said apologetically, seeing the scarred-faced man and others approaching, he understood that a battle was inevitable, and he directly pulled out the long knife from his waist.

"It's all right, it's just a group of turkeys, just kill them all." Yang Xuan shook his head, but he didn't take the scarred-faced man and others to heart, and reached out and patted Luo Cheng's shoulder with a light expression on his face. .