Chapter 96 It turned out to be you

A man in gray clothes slowly walked down from the fourth floor and sniffed with his nose. It was easy to find Zhao Qianyang to find a table. The fragrance floated from there.

"One hundred cents, this jar of wine is the main one for us." The man in gray opened his mouth and said.

The people on the third floor look like this gray man. Such a fragrant wine is not too much for 100,000 dollars. This man is obviously here to find fault. His eyes were very refreshed and he walked strutly like Zhao Qianyang's table.

Tai Haochi couldn't help looking at these two eyes and thought that this man was too good at asking for a favor. Not to mention 100 cents, even if he could buy this jar of wine for a thousand cents, he could buy as much as much as he could. This was impossible to meet and ask for.

As if he hadn't seen the man, Zhao Qianyang condensed two bowls and poured wine. "Come on, Sister Ying, how about tasting this wine?" With that, he poured the clear and mellow wine into the bowl.

This man saw that Zhao Qianyang had storage space and knew that he was also a soul man. He was a little afraid in his heart, but his young master liked drinking the most. The master of the soul realm could not eat or drink, and he should not come to such a place. He didn't know that these two bowls were directly condensed by Zhao Qianyang with soul power. He didn't dare to think of such a soul power super-control technology.

The Phantom holds the wine bowl. Please take a sip. The smooth wine flows through the tip of the tongue, which is extremely mellow. When I burned my throat, it was light and spicy, and there was a warm heat current in my lower abdomen. This wine is so beautiful.

"B bastard, there is less wine in my family. You dare to drink it." The man roared, and dozens of black runes condensed in his palm in an instant.

Haochi felt a terrible momentum on the man's body, which made him feel pressure. He quickly retreated more than three meters, and the pressure was relieved.

People who drink on the floor also consciously dispersed. Those who can come to the third floor are basically soul practitioners. They release their soul shields and watch from the sidelines.

"Sister Ying, there are flies that have been in the way to 'buzz' in my ear. What do you think I should do?" Zhao Qianyang asked softly.

"Lead his neck with his intestines and see how he speaks." While the Phantom spoke, a bowl of wine had been drunk into his stomach and put the wine bowl next to Zhao Qianyang.

"It's too cruel." Zhao Qianyang shrugged his shoulders and looked like a ghost, completely ignoring the fierce man beside him.

"Then strangle him with his tongue. In this case, he can't say anything. The Phantom smiled at the fruit wine bowl.

"This method is good." Zhao Qianyang turned his head to the man in gray, "Hey, if you strangle your neck with your tongue, Grandpa, I won't kill you."

The manly clothes in gray were furious and took the lead in attacking, "You are looking for death." The black rune turned into a black ball, and the black gas outside the ball was tossed and evil. The man in gray robe smiled gistly and took the black ball away like Zhao Qianyang.

"Dodge quickly." Tai Haochi shouted. He didn't know why he wanted to remind him. He only felt that Zhao Qianyang was different from those soul practitioners in Jincheng and would not bully others, so he didn't want to be hurt.

"It's embarrassing." Zhao Qianyang said lightly. He sat there, and his body made a bend in an extremely strange way. The black ball flew over Zhao Qianyang's side and hit the wall of the Yuxiang Building. There was a loud noise, and the wall broke a two-meter-big opening. The cold black fog was confused, and the temperature in the whole building dropped.

Tai Haochi was stunned at the bottom of his heart. This man's strength was really powerful, and Zhao Qianyang was even more powerful. His body seemed to have no flesh and blood, bending casually, which was really unheard of. When the black fog floated with the wind, Taihaochi only felt that his body became very cold and numb, which was more than a hundred times stronger than his ice spell.

When the man in gray saw the strength of the man in hustle and bustle, he hurriedly left. They didn't want to fight anymore and were affected.

Zhao Qianyang waved casually, and the gentle flame burned all the black fog. Taihaochi felt that the firelight was very strange, dispelling all the cold, but it did not make people feel hot. I admire Zhao Qianyang even more.

The man in gray didn't expect Zhao Qianyang to have such a ability. His heart was fierce, and his black soul power gushed out of his body like a storm. "This is what you asked for. You can't blame me."

"It's over." Tai Haichi complained in his heart. What can he do here? Now he only feels stiff all over his body and it's too late to escape. Only the soul power of luck can grit his teeth to withstand the impact in the air.

"Drink, take your life!" The black soul power condensed into a huge eagle's claw, and the black lightning surrounded the claws. The claws were caught like Zhao Qianyang with a sad and deep cold wind, as if to tear Zhao Qianyang in half. This is his proudest stunt - cracked soul claws. If you are caught, you can directly burn the soul and condense into soul beads, which has the same effect as the black flame of the phantom.

"Get out of here." Zhao Qianyang shouted coldly, and the soul power shook out with the sound and directly broke the claws.

The man in gray only felt like a thunder, his eyes were dizzy, and his whole body was shaking in the vibration of the sound. After a while, he came to his senses and saw Zhao Qianyang standing beside him, his eyes piercing his heart like a sharp blade, and fear arises spontaneously. Close to the sound, he can smash his strongest cracked soul claws, which he has never seen before. He smelled the breath of death, his whole body twitched and trembled involuntarily, and sweated like rain.

tai hao chi only felt a glimpse of his eyes, and the dark and horrible claws disappeared magically and disappeared extremely strangely. Looking at the man in gray, he stood there as if he lacked his soul and twitched gently, which was caused by the extreme fear of the soul. This Kaizi was so mysterious that he lied to his food. . Thinking of this, Tai Haichi was afraid for a while. Fortunately, he had never angered Zhao Qianyang, so he was determined to die.

More than a dozen soul practitioners poured in downstairs. They were the thres of the Yuxiang Building. They noticed that someone dared to be wild in the Yuxiang Building, and naturally they would not let it go.

The Phantom took a sip of wine and waved it casually. A seemingly nihilistic barrier was formed at the entrance of the corridor. The soul practitioners running in the front touched a nose of ashes, and the soul power blade vigorously split on the barrier, which made his hands hurt. A faint sound sounded in my ear.

"Go quickly, it's not your business."

The crowd stood there and stared. Look at me, I look at you.

"Brother Liu, what should we do?"

"What else can I do? Let's withdraw. With this ability, what can we do when we go up?

Everyone went downstairs again dejectedly. I can only pray that the people who fight above will not tear down their buildings.

"What...what do you... do you... want to do?" The man in gray pulled out all his strength before he finished this sentence.

"Aren't you coming to buy wine? I want you to strangle your neck with your tongue, can you do it?" Zhao Qianyang said that there was a faint smile in his expression, which was more horrible than the devil in the eyes of the man in gray.

"You, you..." The man in gray had a cold breath in his mouth. In that case, his tongue must be broken.

"Who is so rampant that he dares to beat my servants." A deep and heavy voice came from behind. After the man in gray heard it, a heart was put back into his stomach. The young master came down and he was saved.

Zhao Qianyang turned his head and looked a little surprised when he saw the man. He was nearly three meters tall and had dark skin, just like an adult chimpanzee. Behind him were three men in gray and short-dressed soul men, who packed the whole fourth floor for dinner.

After seeing Zhao Qianyang, the young master couldn't help but be stunned, frowned angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "It's you. I didn't expect you to climb out of that broken town."

"Well, I didn't expect that this young master was you. You seem to have grown taller again, but why do you still look stupid?" Zhao Qianyang smiled and said that he was very familiar with this person. It was Acheng who laughed at his coming-of-age ceremony and didn't expect to meet him in this place. So will the dust and mountains be nearby, what about Wu Xiao? Thinking of this, Zhao Qianyang was a little happy. It would be best to see Wu Xiao.

The man in gray only knows that his young master is quite mysterious, and the practice method is different from that of ordinary soul practitioners, just like there is something born to store soul power in his body, and after he practices the soul, the soul power of the young master is also different, secretly containing a cold evil spirit, and people's souls can't help it after approaching. While Zhao Qianyang was talking to Acheng, he hurriedly fled to Acheng.

"Haha, I didn't expect to meet you here. It's just right to forget all the previous hatred." Acheng said with a wild smile.

"Qianyang, who is this dark monster?" The Phantom asked loudly.

Zhao Qianyang said, "This thing is my hometown, but there are some grudges."

"I'm not a thing, I'm your grandfather." Acheng roared, his voice was like thunder, and the shocked Yuxianglou trembled.

Tai Haochi squatted down and covered his ears hard. The sound was like drilling into his brain, and the pain was difficult.

Zhao Qianyang stood there as if nothing had happened and said lightly, "Oh, it's really a shame for Luo Fanzhen. Don't you have such a big man? Don't you have more brains?" Although his voice was blue, it clearly reached the ears of everyone on the third floor.

Phantom listened to Zhao Qianyang cancel Acheng and smiled softly.

"Zhao Qianyang, if you want to die, Grandpa, I will fulfill you." Acheng became angry and grinned, "To destroy the soul." The palm scratched, and the runes gushed out, condensing a black ball, thick as thick as ink. It seemed that it was full of extremely powerful and violent energy, with purple lightning flashing on it, and the air was full of the sound of lightning bursting.

Acheng looked at Zhao Qianyang with a ferocious smile. His progress in the past three years is simply thousands of miles away. It is impossible for Zhao Qianyang to catch up with him. He will slowly torture Zhao Qianyang, make him feel horrible, and then let him die slowly.