Survive the Whole People Against the Beast: I Can See the Hidden Information

"You child is so domineering. What is your background? Who is the teacher?" There are no lack of disciples from the Supreme sect in the tavern. At this moment, the stalwart man is too arrogant, and he can't help blocking the attack and reprimands.

Su Fan's eyes flashed, and he wondered if there was any restriction placed on the stalwart man, and he couldn't see through his specific realm.

Of course, this is the case without using the "Breaking Eyes".

In general, try not to use it as much as possible to avoid being countered by a certain ability and causing unnecessary trouble.

"Master, this arrogant and domineering fellow has the aura of a monster race." Xiao Huo lurked in the internal space, reminded with his pupils flashing with temptation.

"Yes, and very familiar, maybe the same race as me." Tuntian added.

"The same race?" Su Fan was a little surprised, "Could it be that it is also an eagle monster?"

"Where did you get the waste?" The stalwart man looked at the speaker indifferently, and answered the question with a question.

"Brother Beidou is also here?"

"It turned out to be the saint son of the Supreme Master Tianjizong."

"I didn't expect that there really is a saint in the small tavern, hey, how can he be arrogant now?"

The speaker was obviously very famous, and as soon as he exited, many guests in the tavern recognized him.

"I've heard of Li Mu, the first son of Tianjizong, but who are you? Why dare to appear in front of me." The stalwart man dismissed it, and opened his mouth to be the first son.

"Hehe, this is also the saint son of Tianjizong. He entered the Void Treading Realm a few years ago. He is an unworldly genius of the Tianjizong. He has few rivals in the same generation."

Some people may justify the Beidou in order to curry favor.

"It's better to get away with Li Mu and waste my time." The stalwart man was so arrogant that he didn't put the so-called Saint Child in his eyes.

"It's really arrogant, what is your origin!" Beidou asked, squinting. He knew that the stalwart man had an extraordinary background, but he was also a supreme master, and he didn't have much fear.

"What do you do with so much nonsense!" The stalwart man squinted at the crowd, sticking out his right hand and patted directly towards Beidou, his power is unpredictable.

At this moment, people in Genduo were shocked, feeling suffocated, and the strong pressure made people breathless.

An illusory palm appeared in the air, with thousands of patterns intertwined, flowing like water waves.

"Bang."

Beidou raised his forehead and put his palm against it, but his expression sank, only his arms were numb.

The Dao pattern on the palm of the hand was radiant, and bursts of mysterious and mysterious aura came out, and the strength on it became heavier.

"Crack."

Cracks appeared on the floor at Beidou's feet, and the cracks were densely covered like spider webs, and he couldn't bear it. When he was suppressed into the downstairs, his body suddenly shone brightly.

Immediately afterwards, there were dozens of stars around Beidou, like diamonds with two eyes, shining brightly and constantly flickering.

"This is the Glory Star Secret Art, the supreme secret technique of the Celestial Pole Sect. The general Void Stepping Realm (level 21-30) sacrifices a single star. It is worthy of being the Son of the Big Dipper. There are dozens of stars around him. "

The hearts of many spectators were shaken, the Saint Son is the Saint Son, even if it is not in the number one position, it should not be underestimated.

Two dazzling divine lights shot out from the stalwart man's pupils, which was breathtaking, as if he was about to perform a great killing technique.

Su Fan remained calm. To be honest, he basically didn't see the fight between the practitioners. At this moment, there were two true patriots in front of him. Whether he had seen some methods, he would be prepared for it in the future.

Suddenly, he raised his brows and saw the Wuxin monk on the opposite side, and he stood up slowly.

"Does the master want to prevent the two from fighting?" Su Fan muttered to himself, "Dare to intervene in the battle of the Saint Child, I am afraid not only the strength is strong, but the forces behind it are also extremely extraordinary."

"Huntian Xiaopeng King benefactor, the competition has not yet started, why bother to fight?" The Wuxin monk simply said, but his body was majestic, and countless Buddha phantoms appeared in the air, whispering unknown Buddhist scriptures.

"What, this stalwart man is King Huntian Xiaopeng!"

"Isn't that the power of the name of Ten Thousand Demons, the descendants of Huntian Great Sage Peng Demon King?!"

"No wonder you don't put the saints in your eyes. I heard that King Huntian Xiaopeng's cultivation base is unfathomable. He is a master of the younger generation of Monster Race. I didn't expect him to be attracted."

Monk Wuxin immediately caused a commotion in the tavern as soon as he spoke. He never thought that this black-haired man who appeared to be a human was a fierce Xiaopeng king in the monster race.

"Who are you again?" King Huntian Xiaopeng had a killing intent in his eyes, his tone was cold, and he was very dissatisfied with the unintentional monk who had stopped him.

"White Horse Temple - Wuxin monk." Wuxin began to report to his family.

Su Fan was startled. If he remembered correctly, the White Horse Temple was also one of the eight top orthodoxy in Kyushu.

Su Fan looked carefully at Wuxin again, thinking that he was probably a Buddha comparable to the Son of God.

"White Horse Temple... Wuxin..." King Huntian Xiaopeng's pupils were as sharp as a knife, and his eyes could be forced into the bones of people, and the killing intent was enveloped by the Wuxin monk.

Everyone in the tavern was at a loss as to the name "unintentional monk". They knew the White Horse Temple, but they didn't know that there was such a figure among the Buddhas of the White Horse Temple.

Perhaps it was because the Wuxin monk was too low-key on weekdays, they guessed it in their hearts.

But Wuxin himself faced the substantive killing intent of King Huntian Xiaopeng, but looked at him calmly, calmly, and with a kind smile on his face.

"Huh." King Huntian Xiaopeng sneered, then turned his head and glanced at the holy son Beidou, "Well, because the host of the White Horse Temple used to be kind to me in the past, then let me spare my life for now."

Beidou's face was gloomy, King Huntian Xiaopeng was really lawless, and his tone was frivolous, as if taking his life was just a trivial matter, which made him extremely annoyed.

However, he just fought against ~www.readwn.com~ to make him understand that King Huntian Xiaopeng does have arrogant capital, not to mention that his elder Peng Demon King is extremely fast and unparalleled, even the lord of the Supreme Master is quite jealous, no General power.

Thinking about it, he had to treat it as if he hadn't heard it, and snorted not to go too far.

King Huntian Xiaopeng smiled contemptuously, glanced around, and moved his gaze to an empty spot.

An old man behind him took a few steps forward and wiped the dust off the table and chairs, and then he was allowed to sit down. Then the two old men stood beside him like guards.

"Hehe, it seems that this prosperous age really attracted a lot of outstanding people. There are several figures comparable to the Saint Son in a small tavern. The Saint Son is really walking all over the floor." Su Fan looked at the unintentional monk who returned home and sat down peacefully. There is something in the words.

Monk Wuxin smiled slightly when he heard the words, "Donor Su blames me for concealing the identity of the Buddha?"

"No." Unexpectedly, Su Fan denied it directly and gave a surprising answer, "Although I think the master is weird, I can tell that you are not malicious to me."

Of course, there is no malice at the moment. Su Fan added something in his heart.