After a few sucks, he felt a feeling of fullness and his stomach stopped screaming.

This thing is quite magical!

Xiao Yang couldn't help but exclaim, and then he put away the energy beans.

At this moment, his eyes were only around the third floor of the ancient tower, and he saw a fat man with big ears sitting in front of a square table, biting a fat chicken leg, and some strange sounds were made from his mouth from time to time.

The man put down the chicken legs, picked up the wine glass beside his hand, drank the wine in the glass, and then wiped the oil on his mouth with his sleeve, grinning and laughing: "Is it a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar!"

What kind of shit are these?

Xiao Yang looked at the fat man with his eyebrows condensed, his face covered with oil from chicken legs, and his light shining under the candlelight, making people feel disgusted.

If you remove both ears, it will be like a pumpkin on your neck!

The man put down the wine glass in his hand, then stood up, narrowing his eyes with his eyes as if he was looking at Xiao Yang up and down.

He moved his fists and feet, and then a little cold smile appeared on his fat face, "You kid should have been called by Hongyu, right?"

Xiao Yang nodded slightly, and at the same time, he was also observing the man in front of him.

Although this man intentionally hid the fluctuations of his spiritual power on his body, the spiritual power emitted from his body was able to make Xiao Yang confirm that this man's cultivation was at the middle level of the entry level.

As he had expected before, as the level of the ancient tower increased, the cultivation level of the people guarding each level of the ancient tower also increased.

This guy Hongyu is going to kill me!

Xiao Yang couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.

Without mastering the use of the spiritual source in the body, and having to cross such a huge gap in cultivation level confrontation is no different from hitting a stone with an egg.

The fat-headed man-eared man saw that Xiao Yang was silent and snorted contemptuously, "Boy, hurry up if you want to do it. I have made an appointment with the woman!"

He seemed to have not taken Xiao Yang seriously at all. After all, he should have been so different from the level of cultivation, which is so great.

Xiao Yang's hands were put in the pocket of his trouser pocket, and some fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

A large part of the reason why he was able to kill Hong Erniang was because the difference in cultivation levels between the two of them was not big, and he had the blessing of the source of spiritual power in his body, which could completely make up for the slightest gap in cultivation!

However, the fat man in front of him with big ears is different from the previous Hong Erniang. This is the difference between the three grades, and Xiao Yang was not sure about it!

And at this moment, the fat man's face suddenly became ferocious, and the flesh on his face was piled up. His eyes as big as soybeans suddenly widened, and two ice lights burst out from his pupils, "Damn, are you farting me, right?"

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly clenched his fist as big as a sandbag and slammed heavily on the table full of food behind him.

With a loud bang, the response sounded in an instant, the wooden square table turned into wood chips and drifted all over the ground, and the food was knocked over to the ground.

The fat man with big ears beats his chest and stamps his feet. The anger in his heart seemed to be written on his face. He grimly face and sneered again, "Haha, are you afraid of death?"
Chapter completed!