When he left the ghost market, beside Xiao Yang, there was a gray-haired, trembling old man. The two walked on the street without attracting anyone's attention.

If anyone knew the identity of the old man, he would be horrified.

This is actually the famous Snow King!

"Second-order Spirit King." The old palm shook slightly, and the Snow King heard the crisp sound, revealing a touch of comfort. This strength has been long gone.

Like Huang Wang, his trauma was extremely serious, and his spiritual gate was almost exhausted.

And Xiao Yang's star spiritual power can just be gentle.

"My spiritual power is quite special, I need a lot of spiritual jade to fill it, and it will take at least five days to recover again. After five days, I will help you recover to the fourth-order spiritual king." Xiao Yang said.

"Hehe, funny little guy." Xue Wang laughed.

It doesn't matter to him whether Xiao Yang wants to use this method to tie him firmly to his side, as long as he can return to the top, he will not hesitate even if he has a few head-to-head encounters with the Mad Lion Palace.

"Woo!"

Chi Yan raised his head and looked at Xiao Yang baffledly.

"Hungry?" Xiao Yang asked with a smile. The Snow King on the side turned his eyes to a restaurant: "Speaking of which, I haven't had a full meal for a long time. Let's go, let me treat you!"

There is a hustle and bustle in the bustling restaurant.

In this mixed place, news often spreads the fastest.

"This morning, I saw Mu Qing in the Mad Lion Palace, returning from outside experience, the breath exuding from his body is really amazing, and he has been promoted to the Spirit King by visual inspection!"

"I heard that she also had a fight with the Red Shuangyue of the Divine Phoenix Sect.

"The Sage of Yuan Shiguan seems to have returned to Tongxuan Domain."

"These are the real geniuses."

People were talking tirelessly. A young man sitting in the corner said with a bit of annoyance: "You seem to have missed someone. A few days ago, Xiao Yang used blood bees and insects to force the three sects to close the door. You forget. Up?"

"Yes, there is Xiao Yang!"

"Just him?" A discordant cold snort suddenly sounded with disdain: "It's just a waste of external force. How can there be any real ability that can be compared with Mu Qing? Ignorance."

Some people were a little annoyed at first, but when they saw the speaker clearly, they all stunned.

Mad Lion Palace, Mu Li.

Although he was only the person who divided the hall, he belonged to the Mad Lion Palace after all, and his strength was the Ninth-Order Spirit Emperor, and there was no one stronger than him in the entire restaurant.

"Who says it can't be compared."

The boy who spoke just now blushed and said: "Why use blood bees, everyone knows well, three third-order spirit kings together to encircle and suppress one spirit king is unfair. If you fight alone, Xiao Yang may not be able to kill the strong spirit king."

"No matter how good he is, he is not the one who was chased and killed." Mu Liao's eyes fell cold.

"I only know that in the end it was the people of the three forces who fled back to Lei Desolate City in embarrassment." The young man stubbed his neck and said unconvinced.

"A lot of nonsense, looking for death!"

Suddenly standing up, Mu Liao stepped out murderously, raised palms, brought strong wind pressure, and slapped the boy's chest fiercely.

Cold sweat broke out all over, and the boy's scalp was numb.

He is only a seventh-order spirit emperor, and in front of Mu Liao, he has no power to fight back.

"Snapped!"

There was a muffled sound, Mu Liao's eyes were slightly cold, and the right palm he slapped was tightly clamped by the **** that were struck by it. This made his heart a bit of murderous intent: "Your Excellency, I like it. Nosy people generally don’t live long."

"This is not necessarily nosy." Xiao Yang smiled faintly.

"Do you know who I am." Mu Liao sneered again and again.

"Then do you know who I am."

"No matter who you are, there is only one dead end if you dare to close the Mad Lion Palace." Mu Liao looked at the person in front of him ridiculously.

"Xiao Yang."

The only words that he could hear floated into his ears, and Mu Liao's pupils suddenly shrank together, and that face turned pale in an instant.

Xiaoyang.

That Xiao Yang who can kill the Spirit King!

"Snapped!"

With a palm slapped on Mu Liao's chest, Xiao Yang turned around and found an empty seat to sit down alone. Mu Liao turned into an icicle in the horrified eyes of everyone, and immediately burst into pieces with a crash.

The broken ice fragments did not splash around, but still solidified here, piecing together Mu Liao's broken body and desperate face.

"boom!"

A shocked uproar erupted from the restaurant.

Mu Liao is dead!

"Big things!"

"The Mad Lion Palace is going crazy!"

Amidst the extremely chaotic sound, the Snow King walked in slowly. He glanced at the broken icicles. He was slightly displeased. The icicles flew out of the window while the wind was whistling, cracking on the street, and shattered into tens of millions. Piece.

"Wow!"

Mu Liao, there is no dead body!

Looking at the Snow King sitting in front of Xiao Yang, many people couldn't help swallowing, so cruel!

These two people are not afraid of the revenge of the Mad Lion Palace.

"This is what you ordered, you two, can you pay the spirit jade first?" Xiao Er said with a smile, he was afraid that when the people from the Mad Lion Palace came, no one would pay the bill.

"Woo!"

Picking up the fleshy leg of an unknown spirit beast, Chi Yan leaned against the window, biting contentedly, while all the people in the restaurant looked at it blankly.

They want to know what will happen next.

"Boom!"

With a slight frown, the Snow King patted the table sharply, and the people in the restaurant quickly lowered their heads, looking at their own rice bowls, for fear that they would end up in the same way as Mu Liao.

"That, thank you." The teenager in the corner looked at Xiao Yang nervously.

"Sit~lightnovelpub.net~Xiao Yang pointed to the vacant seat on the side, and the young man sat down in a hurry, looking excited: "You dare to kill the people in the Mad Lion Palace, you must not be afraid of them. "

"Of course." Xiao Yang smiled. Don't even think that the current Snow King is only Tier 2, but his spirit beast, with the throne origin of the snow attribute, can fight even if he encounters the lord of the branch hall, Mu Shi.

"That's right, Mu Shi and the others have rushed to Tongxuanyu. There is a Tier 1 Spirit King sitting in the door. As long as they are strong Spirit Kings, they will not be afraid of them." The young man glanced at Xue King with jealousy and immediately took it back. look.

"Oh?" Xiao Yang raised his eyebrows.

"You do not know?"

"I have been practicing outside the past few days, and I just returned to the ghost realm."

"That's it." The boy lowered his voice: "The princess Mu Qing of the Mad Lion Palace is going to marry the genius Bai Lixuan. The date is just seven days later. I heard that Bai Lixuan was once a big disciple of Xingyufeng. "

"Bai Li Xuan? Tell me in detail." The jade chopsticks in his hand were put down, Xiao Yang's eyes fell slightly.

Due to the relationship between Da Leitian, Xingyufeng and Mad Lion Palace have always been at odds, since Bai Lixuan was once a disciple of Xingyufeng, how could he marry Mu Qing.

"You don't know Bai Lixuan?"

The young man was just about to explain, and a group of people rushed in aggressively. The Ninth-Order Spirit Sovereign headed by him stared at Xiao Yang coldly, without any doubt: "Come with us, Master Musser wants to see you."

The people in the restaurant instantly cheered up.

The highlight is coming!

"Snapped!"

Picking up a plate that Chi Yan had just pulled clean, Xiao Yang patted the person's face at a speed that was difficult to see, and drew it directly away.

In an instant, several tables were smashed.

Throwing away the fragments in his hand, Xiao Yang's faint voice resounded through the restaurant.

"Musse? Never heard of it, let him come in person."

(End of this chapter)