The Return of the City’s Cultivation

In the banquet room, there was a dead silence, everyone seemed to have been cast a hold technique, sitting there like a wood, looking at Ye Tian dementialy.

Ye Tianjian simply stood there, calmly, a man who was in a state of power, and time did not seem to flow, only his right index finger pressed on Matinghe's abdomen slowly retracted.

Ma Tinghe was like a dog with bones, half paralyzed under Ye Tian's feet. While breathing heavily in his mouth, he kept muttering, "How is this possible?" His eyes looked straight. Of the dead.

He could no longer feel his legs, it was more terrifying than numbness, without any sensation.

His head and face were sweating, and his lips were pale. This was not because of pain, but because of panic. He looked at Ye Tian, ​​his eyes were twitching: "You abolished my legs?"

Ye Tian shook his index finger, and his voice slowly rang, "I said, you only need a finger to deal with you."

His voice was not loud, but it was like a bullet, and the shock of everyone present was relieved from shock.

They subconsciously raised their fingers to Ye Tian, ​​especially those who had been friends with Ma Tinghe, their hands trembled.

"He... when did he make the shot?"

"Ma Tinghe... just fell down like this?"

Everyone felt that their scalp was numb, only from the fact that Ma Tinghe's legs were about to become a shadow, and the turmoil of the banquet room was stunned. Even laymen knew the great power contained in it.

Everyone stood up subconsciously. At this moment, in their subconscious, they did not dare to sit in front of Ye Tian, ​​they were not qualified. .

Xuan Ning was also dumbfounded. Everything in front of her was so incredible that she couldn't believe it. She didn't expect that she would say to herself, "Impossible."

"How can he have such strength!"

"Or Ma Ting Hetu has a false name, but it is also a waste of falsehood."

She still didn't want to admit Ye Tian, ​​she didn't want to believe that Ye Tian, ​​a "smelly man", would have such strength.

"Ye Tian, ​​you are here with Sister Xixi, there is nothing to be proud of."

"Our world is beyond your reach."

Thinking of this, she suddenly heard a slight voice coming into her ears.

"The power of the leg just now is much stronger than before, and I can't estimate it."

"I'm afraid it is more powerful than the giant cannon."

Xuan Ning looked around and saw that the babbling person was Zhang Guangyi. He stood there blankly as if he lost his soul, looking at Ye Tian with some hollow eyes.

"Oh my God, I can't imagine how Ye Tian could defeat his opponent in an instant under such an attack."

"He is by no means an ordinary person."

These words reached Xuan Ning's ears one by one, but she was a little angry, and actually yelled in her heart to Zhang Guangyi: "No knowledge!"

Even if the facts were before her eyes, she still "turned out Ye Tian."

Her self-esteem and phoenix-like arrogance made her not accept this fact at all-Ye Tian would have the strength and qualifications to sit on an equal footing with her.

She is also more reluctant to admit that her best friend is wise and knows the bead, and she has no bead.

In fact, her heart was resisting, because she was horrified to discover that Ye Tian had a sea-like charm on her body, coupled with his disregard for the common people like ants, made her feel aversion to men. She couldn't accept the slightest change.

Thinking of this, the anger in her heart poured oil again, and she shouted to Ye Tian in desperation, "Do you think you are so amazing?"

"I tell you, in front of the Eight Great Young Masters, everything about you is a bubble illusion."

When Xuan Ning said it, he was angry at first, and then he was happy, as if he was so honorable to say these words.

"They are not imaginable by people like you, and it is impossible for you to understand their world for the rest of your life."

Many people thought of the cynicism and sarcasm against Ye Tian before, and they were still shivering. Some people even saw this scene and wanted to find a chance to "escape" from the banquet room. After listening to Xuan Ning, their restlessness and anxiety calmed down instantly. Some people even sneered at the corners of their mouths, and said, "Ha, I forgot, one of the eight young masters is here today."

Even Zhang Guangyi, who was shocked by Ye Tian's strength to the point of Liushen Wuzhu, frowned and couldn't help but whispered to Ye Tian: "What she said is true."

"The Eight Great Young Masters is a legend to us, just like a figure in another mysterious world."

"They have abilities beyond our imagination, beyond the shackles of human flesh, and possess the power to control life and death. Even Ma Tinghe can only be an errand runner."

"Ye Tian, ​​how about..."

Ye Tian didn’t think that Zhang Guangyi, who had never compromised when he mentioned the Eight Great Young Masters, actually expressed deep fear and meant to be subdued, but Ye Tian also knew that he was thinking about himself, but he shook his head at him, slightly revealing a trace. Smile, but did not speak.

Ye Tian’s generation of Immortal Venerable, then he would care about "excellence of the flesh", "control of life and death", whatever you are, if there is an obstacle, it will be swept over.

He stood there without speaking, then Matinghe thought he was scared, and the fear he had for Ye Tian was gone, haha ​​laughed wildly.

"Ye Tian, ​​the Eight Great Young Masters will be here soon. When they arrive, you will know what despair is."

"You will understand that in front of them, you are just a pitiful and humble reptile for a day, and you can crush to death by gently moving your fingers."

When he talked about excitement, his face was flushed, but his eyes were full of cruelty, and he couldn't wait to peel Ye Tian's skin, and the muscles of his cheek twitched and shouted, "If you dare to attack me, you won't give Bada Shao face."

"Regardless of your strength, they have 10,000 ways to make you better than death."

Thinking of the Eight Great Young Masters' methods, Ma Tinghe trembled all over, knowing that no matter how good Ye Tian was, it was just fish on the chopping board.

"Kneel in front of me and beg me, I can ask the Eighth Young Master to leave you a whole body."

After he finished speaking, the signature smug grin appeared on his face again.

Ye Tian was not angry, and he made a calm "Oh" on his face. No one paid any attention. Instead, he asked the waiter to clean up the messy banquet room and re-arrange the dishes so that he could sit on the hollowed-out gilded dining chair in time. , I poured myself a cup of Monhachet, which was 1978, and took a sip, with chopsticks, mushrooms and duck feet, muttering in his mouth: "I'm really hungry."

All the people who watched this scene were taken aback, one by one stared at him sitting there eating and drinking.

"what's the situation?"

"Isn't he afraid of the Eight Great Young Masters?"

Everyone looked at each other, Xuan Ning was stunned there, Zhang Guangyi was anxious, and couldn't help stepping forward and asking, "Ye Tian, ​​what do you think."

In the hearts of everyone, the Eight Great Young Masters are like gods. They can only look up, but they dare not expect to be able to blend in. Even people like Ma Tinghe are proud to be a running dog by their side. .

Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Tian, ​​is he crazy?

Ye Tian took a mouthful of food without caring, and said slowly: "What do you think?"

"I'm naturally waiting here for one of the Eight Young Masters."

The voice just fell, followed by a trembling footsteps.