Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 347 Liang Heize

The night passed, when the sun first appeared, the whole Yecheng became lively again, only...

Ruyi Restaurant is still deserted!

As far as the current situation is concerned, the magic hall will not fall, and the Ruyi Xiaoguan is no longer saved.

In fact, Qiao Ye is also very curious, why does Ye Xuan stick to such a small restaurant? If he is willing to compromise, with Motang as the backstage, he should have a very good life in his childhood. Anyway, where should I cook instead of cooking?

When everyone has their own ideas and pursuits, these are not simply measurable with money.

"I'm going out!" Qiao Ye greeted Lin Ziyi, "Go to the teahouse and see if you can hear anything."

Lin Ziyi nodded and smiled: "Go!"

The teahouse is indeed a good place, you can get a lot of needed information just by listening, but Qiao Ye didn't gain much today.

Because, in the teahouse, everything is talking about the Motang, to be precise, the dozen or so good players in the Motang were killed in the street.

Qiao Ye changed his clothes and made some simple dressing up. Moreover, when the fight broke out, people on the street were chased away by the people from Motang, so not many people recognized Qiao Ye, but this matter For Qiao Ye, there is really nothing good to hear, and the person is killed by Qiao Ye.

So, after wandering around for a while with no gain, Qiao Ye saw that it was almost noon, and simply strolled back to the Ruyi Restaurant for dinner. Not to mention, Ye Xuan's craftsmanship was quite unforgettable.

After returning to the Ruyi Restaurant, Qiao Ye just entered the door, and was a little surprised that there were still guests today.

A black-faced man was sitting by the window. There were many dishes on the table, and the table was almost full.

When Qiao Ye looked at it, the other party also looked over, and then smiled and said, "This brother, do you want to sit down and eat together?"

Qiao Ye narrowed his eyes and looked at each other firmly, the focus was not on the other side's table, but...

Ye Xuan is at the opponent's feet!

Ye Xuan looked as if he had been beaten, and was thrown there with a bruised nose and a swollen face. The black-faced man also put one foot up and put it directly on Ye Xuan's body, looking leisurely.

Qiao Ye said coldly, "I think, no need!"

"I think..." The black-faced man suddenly bounced on the wine glass in front of him: "Let's eat together!"

The finger popped out, and the wine glass on the table quickly spun, and then flew out in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye's reaction was very fast, and he turned his body sharply.

The swirling wine glass rubbed Qiao Ye's cheeks and flew out, hitting the wall behind. The wine glass was not broken, but the wall was cracked and the whole wine glass was embedded in the wall.

"My name is Liang Heize, one of the two vice-masters of the Demon Hall." Liang Heize raised his eyebrows and said, "I am a very kind person, so let me have a good meal before you die. Let me think about it, what is this called? Coming? By the way, cut your head!"

Liang Heize, one of the vice hall masters of the Demon Hall, the ninth-rank peak of the Demon Sect Realm, can be said to be one of the two people with the highest cultivation level in the Demon Hall besides Bai Kaixin, because the Demon Hall has two vice hall masters.

Qiao Ye's eyes gradually darkened, he sat down in front of Liang Heize, glanced at the table and said, "It seems that you have eaten a lot?"

Liang Heize said, "It's quite a lot. The food here is quite delicious."

"I am also very kind. I can let you die more easily by letting people go." Qiao Ye said, "Also, you are full and you are on your way, right?"

"Do you want to kill me?" Liang Heize laughed and pointed at Qiao Ye: "This is the funniest joke I've heard this year, congratulations, you successfully amused me!"

The moment Liang Heize said that, he suddenly stretched out his hand and swept across the table, and then the sound of strong wind suddenly appeared, and the chopsticks on the table were directly swept up by Liang Heize and shot towards Qiao Ye's eyes.

Qiao Ye directly stretched out his hand and wiped it in front of his eyes, took the two chopsticks, and slapped them on the table.

Liang Heize raised his brows, grabbed one hand on the edge of the table and was about to lift the table, but at this moment, Qiao Ye slammed the palm of his hand and forced the table back again.

One of the two held the table, and the other reached out and pressed the table down, caught in a wrestling.

"Boy, monks from outside are not good at reciting scriptures!" Liang Heize sneered: "I'm not afraid to tell you, our Motang has the final say in the land of Yecheng, and we dare to kill the people of our Motang within Yecheng. Then there is only one dead end!"

boom!

Liang Heize suddenly raised his leg and kicked under the table, and then the table was torn apart, and the bowls and basins on the table were scattered and fell everywhere.

Qiao Ye bent down sharply, lifted Ye Xuan and glanced at him, but just fainted, no worries about his life, and then pushed Ye Xuan to the side with a hand to avoid it being affected.

Liang Heize looked at Qiao Ye with a sneer and said, "I already gave you a chance, since you don't know how to lift up, don't blame me, I will take your head off and hang it directly on the city tower of Yecheng, so that all Everyone knows that this is the end of offending our Demon Hall!"

Qiao Ye's lazy nonsense hooked his fingers directly at Liang Heize.

"drink!"

Liang Heize snorted coldly, and after a low drink, he hooked his toes and kicked a stool beside him towards Qiao Ye.

The next moment, the two jumped out at the same time, and slammed a heavy punch forward.

With a bang, when the two fists hit the stool, the stool was torn apart instantly, and then the two fists slammed into each other's chests.

Bang, bang!

The muffled sound of **** to the flesh.

After Liang Heize's expression changed, he retreated a few steps to the rear, fighting with his body, he was not Qiao Ye's opponent.

"That's it?" Qiao Ye put his hands behind his back and said, "If you only have this ability, and you want to take my head, I'm afraid there is no way!"

"Boy, what are you proud of!" Liang Heize stomped his feet and said, "Demonization, the Elephant of Dragon Demon!"

Roar!

With the sudden appearance of a dragon roar, the tables and chairs in the Ruyi Small Hall were instantly blown aside, and even the roof tiles were lifted.

Liang Heize's body was filled with black light, wrapping his entire body and surrounding him in circles, revealing an evil and tyrannical feeling.

Qiao Ye raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

Liang Heize sneered: "I'm not the same as the trash you killed yesterday!"

Liang Heize's magic rank is really not low!

Qiao Ye pondered for a while in his heart, that breath, if it was Martial Soul, at least the Earth Ming rank, and the rank should not be below the sixth rank, that is to say, at least the sixth rank!

at the same time……

With the appearance of the black light, Liang Heize's body slowly elongated, and the body began to change continuously, entering a state of demonization!

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