Qinglong Village, Juyi Hall. .

Because Song Yan's seat attracted a lot of discussions among the bandit leaders, and the discussion was returned, but none of them took the initiative to remind him that the position could not sit.

In fact, with Song Xi's repair, the size of the entire Juyi Hall could not escape his ears, so he knew he was occupying the position of Xiong Tianwang, but would he care?

So, he sat there calmly, and even called the cows to sit down boldly, pick up the meat on the table and eat.

"This kid is dead!"

Seeing this scene, a bandit leader gloated not only took the place of Xiong Tianwang, but also dared to move food before the lonely master did not come. Now, he has offended both lonely sword and Xiong Tianwang.

"Look at King Xiong, here's a good show!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, and the bandits head subconsciously looked out of the hall. Sure enough, they saw a middle-aged man who was nearly two meters tall and had arms thicker than the thighs of ordinary people.

Behind him is also a young man who is famously similar to his appearance. This young man is a head shorter than King Xiong, but he is also very majestic. At a glance, he knows that this man should be the son of King Xiong.

Soon, King Xiong Tian and his son walked into Juyi Hall, but with a glance, King Xiong suddenly sank, because he found that his position was actually occupied by a kid.

"Where did you come from, you dare to take my father's seat and get me off!"

King Xiong didn't have time to attack, but his son Xiong Tianbao had the first attack. He strode away from Song Yan, and stretched out his palm-sized palm toward Song Yan's cheek. This palm was with a strong wind. If ordinary people are caught in the fan, I am afraid they will fly straight out.

"Grass! Where are the bears, dare to disturb the little man to eat!"

Song Wei screamed, and leaned back, avoiding Xiong Tianbao's slap.

"I bother!"

At the same time, Song Ye spit out a piece of fruit core that had not had time to spit out. Immediately, the fruit core was like black light, and it instantly hit Xiong Tianbao's chest. Then, the opponent's tall body fell back sharply and fell, In the middle of the hall.

"Well, this kid is quite capable!"

Everyone saw that he spit out a core and knocked Xiong Tianbao flying. All of them showed an unexpected color. Knowing that Xiong Tianbao is not weak, he is a third-rate warrior, and he inherited the strange power of his father. There is no rival.

Xiong Tianbao quickly turned over and climbed up, feeling that there was no light on his face. In the eyes of everyone, he was actually beaten by such a thin person.

"The **** kid dared to attack Lao Tzu. Now, let me see how powerful I am!"

In a burst of drink, Xiong Tianbao once again waved his fist towards Song Yong.

"Sneak attack on your sister, my little brother just hit you flying brightly!" In a conversation, Song Ye grabbed a pear from the table and threw it out.

"boom!"

Xiong Tianbao, who had just rushed forward, was smashed and flew out again, and fell to the center of the hall.

Seeing this scene, most of the bandit bosses are in the heart. No wonder this Shen Shaoyu dare to occupy the position of Xiong Tianwang. It turns out that he really has some real skills. I am afraid that his strength has reached the peak of the third-rate warrior.

However, Xiong Tianwang is the second-class peak warrior and has strange powers, so his strength is already comparable to the first-class warrior.

Xiong Tianbao climbed up again and wanted to rush up again, but was drunk by Xiong Tianwang: "Tianbao, you step down!"

"Yes, father!"

Xiong Tianbao's eyes flashed unwillingly, but he still retreated. He seemed reckless but not stupid. Song Ye shot him twice with ease. He already understood that he and the young man in front of him had the strength Not a small gap.

King Xiong Tian strode, staring sharply at Song Yan: "Boy, get away now, I can spare you a life!"

"Wipe, I just repelled a little bear and another big bear, and it made people feel uneasy about eating!" Faced with the threat of Xiong Tianwang, Song Yan was impatient.

Everyone heard his words with astonishment, was this kid trying to die?

How dare to call Xiong Tianwang a big bear!

"Junk stuff, die for me!"

King Xiong Tian gave a cold drink and waved Douda's fist and slammed him in the head.

"get out!"

Song Yong sneered, and picked up another green date from the table.

The blue light flashed, and King Xiong Tian ’s larger body flew upside down, and a thumping sound hit the center of the hall. The location of the drop was exactly the same as that of Xiong Tianbao.

"wire!"

Seeing this scene, a group of bandit leaders took a collective breath.

King Xiong is comparable to a master of first-class martial arts, and was actually hit by a trick. How powerful is this Shen Shaozhu, has he reached the top of the top?

For a moment, everyone could not help but look a little more in awe at Song Yan.

King Xiong was a little dazed, and was actually smashed by a green jujube because of his strength. This made him feel intimidated. He took a deep look at Song Ye and found that the other party didn't seem to bother him anymore, and he could not help secretly sighing .

He climbed silently from the ground, winked his son, and walked directly to the first empty seat on the right. This position originally belonged to No. 3 Yang Sanye.

A storm is coming fast and going fast.

But all the bandit leaders faintly felt that the banquet tonight would not be so safe.

Everyone just had this idea, a skinny old man in a flower suit walked into the Juyi Hall alone.

It was just that he glanced across the hall and suddenly froze, because he found that his position was actually occupied by King Xiong Tian, ​​while Xiong Tian Wang was seated by a strange young man.

It is estimated that there is another good show!

A bandit leader secretly said.

After thinking about it, the skinny old man strode to the King of Xiong Tian and asked with a smile, "Why are you sitting in my place?"

"I like to sit, how do you stay?" King Xiong sneered, with a rather overbearing tone.

Yes, the old man who wears thin clothes is the third master Yang Heizhai, who ranks third among 108 villages.

Asking his own words, the other side raised his eyebrows and raised his own eyes. Yang Sanye smiled a bit more suddenly: "Although Xiong Tianwang ranks higher than Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is not afraid of you and immediately rolls away from his seat. Otherwise, I'm welcome to you! "

"You're welcome, you're welcome. Grandpa Xiong is afraid that you can't make a thin monkey!" Xiong Tianwang stood up suddenly, tempted.

Suddenly, Yang Sanye's face could not help but feel a little bit more stunned. After thinking about it, it was better to decide with Xiong Tianwang, so he squeezed a smile: "Xiong Tianmo is anxious, I'm just kidding you!"

"Eggless things!" King Xiong scorned.

Yang Sanye's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes flashed a little murderous, but he finally put up and turned to Song Yan's side, staring at Song Yan coldly: "What are you kid This is not a seat you can take. Hurry up to give your grandpa a seat! "

As soon as this remark came out, Yang Sanye felt as if everyone's eyes had become weird, and Xiong Tianbao's face even appeared a gloat of joy and misfortune.

"Boy, are you **** deaf? Get away from your grandpa!" Yang Sanye drank again.

"Hey, I just sent two dogs and bears, and another flower monkey came up. Master invited you to eat a peach!" In a conversation, Song Ye grabbed a peach on the table and threw it.