The drunkard gets in the way!

"This drunk doesn't want to die, right?"

"Blocking the travel of the tribal saintess is a provocation to the tribe and a great disrespect to the god of the tribe's totem. The White Feather Tribe is one of the three major tribes of the Flying Feather Alliance, and this drunkard's life is probably coming to an end. ”

It is said that 20 years ago, there was also an incident on this temple street where a drunken man mistakenly trespassed and prevented the saint from traveling. ”

"I've heard of it too. The drunkard who stood in the way was cursed by the sorcerer and thrown to the Windy Ridge for ten days to receive punishment from the feather god. But ten days later, the drunkard was left with a pile of bones, and his flesh was eaten by the vultures of the Great Wind Ridge. ”

"The tribal wizard is telling you that if the body is eaten by the vultures of the Great Wind Ridge, the soul will be taken away by the wind demons, and there is no possibility of reincarnation. It's creepy to think about, it's a result that's worse than death. ”

"Something is wrong, this drunk should be dressed as a foreigner. ”

"You see he also wears a silver soul ring on his arm, which should be a servant that only the nobles of the tribe can have. ”

"It turned out to be an ignorant foreigner. ”

"No wonder he doesn't know the rules. ”

"It's just a pity that he is so young and handsome. ”

......

The procession of the Holy Maiden of the White Feather Tribe was forced to stop in the middle of the street.

The warrior in brocade, who was opening the way in front of the procession, found that someone was blocking the street, and he was still a drunk man with a wine gourd, and he was immediately furious.

"This is the Holy Maiden of the White Feather Tribe, who is traveling. ”

"Blocking the saint's journey is a capital offense. ”

"Where did the drunkard come from, don't get out of here. ”

While shouting, several warriors in brocade clothes rushed up with gold-wrapped sticks in their hands.

Xu Yang ignored it, the whole person was like a green willow drunk with the spring breeze, fluttering, shaking, but the soles of his feet grew on the ground like roots.

Xu Yang raised his head, raised the wine gourd, a silver thread fell, fell into his mouth, and then shook the wine gourd, and said with some disappointment: "There is not much wine in the gourd." The wine in the Temple Street Liquor Store is mellow and sweet, which is very suitable for my taste, but it is less beaten. I'm going to make another gourd of fine wine, so as not to miss the spring color of Temple Street. ”

"Huh?" Xu Yang rubbed his eyes, and found that several brocade-clothed warriors on the opposite side stopped in front of him with gold-wrapped sticks, and said inexplicably: "Who are you? Why are you blocking my way to buy wine?"

A brocade-clothed warrior who took the lead took two steps forward, pointed at Xu Yang with the tip of the stick wrapped in a golden stick in his hand, and said sharply: "You drunkard, don't get out of the way." If not, Lao Tzu will wrap a golden stick in his hand and smash your life. ”

Xu Yang carried the wine gourd in one hand, patted his stomach with the other, burped, and then said, "Drunkard, this big brother, you are complimenting me." Drinkers, the unity of people and wine, selflessness, and seeking a free place, are worthy of the word drunkard. ”

Then he changed his mind and said with a serious face: "Let me get out of the way? Don't you see that I'm going to buy wine? You're disrespecting a drunkard." ”

The warrior in brocade said angrily: "You drunkard, who do you think you are after drinking too much? Look at the silver soul ring you wear on your arm, it should be the servant of a nobleman." Hit the dog to watch the owner and let your owner come out. ”

Xu Yang's eyes widened, and he said, "Who is your dog, barking so wildly, it's really a dog." ”

The brocade-clothed warrior blushed with shame and scolded, "You drunken bitch, see if I don't break your dog's legs!"

Before he could finish speaking, the golden rod in his hand had swept out.

The long stick was more than a foot high against the ground, setting off a golden light and sweeping straight to Xu Yang's knees.

This is not a simple stick, even if it is smashed on a stone, it can also be knocked to pieces.

The crowd on both sides of the road was shocked by the sudden fight.

Some of the cautious and timid stepped back, lest the stick sweep away them. Some women covered their eyes with their hands, not daring to look at the bloody scene that followed.

Xu Yang smiled slightly, and the green aura on the surface of his body flickered, revealing the shadow of emerald green vines.

Call!.

The stick swept out by the brocade-clothed warrior on the opposite side seemed to hit Xu Yang's knee, but it passed through as if it were nothing.

Xu Yang's body bent back at a weird angle, and the soles of his feet stuck to the ground,

With his eyes facing the sky, he just dodged the power of a stick. Immediately afterwards, he straightened up like a green branch climbing a wall.

Without stopping for a moment, Xu Yang's body turned into a green vine of light and shadow, and disappeared in place.

The next moment, Xu Yang's body appeared in front of the warrior in brocade.

Xu Yang raised his right elbow and put it on the chin of the warrior in brocade, and scolded angrily: "Good dogs don't bark. ”

Bang!

The whole person of the brocade-clothed warrior flew upside down and fell the ground a few feet away.

The guy had four of his front teeth out, his mouth was covered in blood, he couldn't speak with a whimper, and he threw a gold-wrapped stick aside.

Seeing that his own people were beaten, more than a dozen warriors in brocade clothes rushed up. They surrounded Xu Yang in the middle, wrapped a golden stick in their hands, and fell into battle in a blink of an eye, obviously well-trained.

"Stick to kill!" someone shouted angrily.

More than a dozen gold-wrapped sticks smashed down on the top of Xu Yang's head from top to bottom, like a tiger pounced on food, whirring in the wind.

This time it's not about breaking your legs, it's about smashing your skull.

Xu Yang didn't dodge either, he raised his right palm and lifted it upward, running the Aoki Spirit Body Technique.

Above the palm of his right hand, a number of green branches of light and shadow flickered, revealing a green circular circle.

"Wood Spirit Array—Vine Bondage!"

In an instant, a number of green vine shadows drilled out of the circle. As soon as the green vine was entangled, the dozen or so gold-wrapped sticks that fell were wrapped around and hung in the air, and they were not allowed to fall.

More than a dozen brocade-clothed warriors were unwilling to see that the gold-wrapped stick they picked up was blocked by Xu Yang.

Ahhh

They roared in unison, exerting all their strength, trying to suppress Xu Yang downward.

More than a dozen well-trained tribal elite warriors, their combined strength is comparable to falling down a mountain.

Xu Yang is like a green pine, not moving at all.

"Make way for this drunkard. Xu Yang snorted softly, and at the same time raised his right hand upward.

Airplanes!

The power of the Wood Spirit Array suddenly exploded, the green aura swirled and swirled, the ancient runes jumped, and the shadow of the green vine became more and more condensed.

Bang bang, bang bang.

The dozen or so gold-wrapped sticks that stood on the Wood Spirit Array were completely broken and shattered.

Wrapped in gold sticks, the exterior is wrapped in gold leaf, and the inside is made of thousand-year-old fine iron. At the moment, it is as unbearable as rotten wood.

More than a dozen brocade-clothed warriors didn't have time to react, and they suddenly lost their balance and fell to the ground one after another.

It's a long story, from the first brocade warrior to the back dozen brocade warriors were all put to the ground by Xu Yang, it was just a moment's work.

The crowd of onlookers exploded.

"Where did this man in green come from?"

"He wears a silver soul ring on his arm, which can only be worn by the highest-ranking servants. Could it be that he is the high-ranking guard of some big man in the Flying Feather Alliance?"

"I have never seen a person who defeated more than a dozen elite warriors in one move. ”

"These elite warriors who defend the Holy Maiden bully the common people a lot on weekdays, and someone should clean them up today. ”

"Heroes come out of teenagers. ”

In the crowd, no one said that Xu Yang was an ignorant drunk, but a young hero who had the courage to resist and had unique skills.

......

There was a sudden chaos ahead, and as soon as the white-feathered saintess raised her hand, the eight strong men she was riding in were steadily placed on the ground.

The White Feather Saintess asked solemnly, "What's going on in front of you?"

The young maid who served on the side said respectfully: "Back to the Holy Maiden, there is a drunkard in front of you blocking the way. ”

The White Feather Saintess nodded and said, "Just let someone drive him away." I was in a hurry to go to the Feather Temple to pray for blessings. If it is late, not only will the holy women of the Red Feather Tribe and the Cangyu Tribe steal the limelight, but also lose the face of our White Feather Tribe. ”

When the White Feather Holy Maiden saw from a distance that more than a dozen elite warriors of her tribe were all overturned to the ground by the drunks who blocked the way, she could no longer hold back and walked directly down from the chariot.

The white feather saint Maiden's robe reached the ground behind her, showing her slender figure.

The personal maid on the side showed a panicked look on her face and said, "Holy Maiden, it seems that that person is not an ordinary drunkard, he is very powerful, do you want to avoid it." ”

The white-feathered saintess took off her feather cloak and threw it on the squire

In the woman's hand, she said decisively: "Stand down." ”

The maid took the feather veil cloak and obediently let it aside.

The White Feather Holy Maiden whispered to herself: "The Holy Maiden of the White Feather Tribe has never been a vase ornament. This time, maybe someone deliberately sent a master to give me a dismount. I want to see what this drunkard can do, and who is the master behind him?"

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the white-feathered saintess nodded on her tiptoes, her clothes fluttered, like a white luan spreading her wings, and she arrived opposite Xu Yang in a blink of an eye.

Without saying a word, the White Feather Saintess shot out of the air with a single palm.

Palm out!

In the blink of an eye, a storm and snow appeared.

White feather silver blades, frost cold arrows, and the void creaked.

"Wind and Snow Array—White Feather!"

It's like a powerful technique with the dual attributes of wind and snow.

Xu Yang had really drunk wine before, and it was the wine of an ordinary wine shop in the Feather God Temple Fair.

For an alcoholic, when you arrive in a new place, you must try the local wine. Otherwise, it's the same as not coming.

The White Feather Holy Maiden suddenly made a move, but Xu Yang was not surprised.

Here's your chance.

But Xu Yang didn't make a move, but used the technique of Mu Dun, the light and shadow of the green vine under his feet twisted, and his body quickly retreated ten zhang.

At this moment, a loud goshawk cry broke through the air, and everyone heard it.

In mid-air, a brown storm blinked. There were clusters of blooming silver arcs on the surface of the storm.

A figure looms in the storm, from far to near.

It was a boy with a pair of giant goshawk wings on his back.

The young man had a handsome face, dressed in a blue and gray brocade robe, with long hair simply pinned behind his head with a simple blue feather hairpin, and two silver spears stuck in a gun bag behind his back.

The corners of Xu Yang's mouth, who retreated backwards, hooked up a smile that was close to success, and he secretly thought in his heart: "Cang Yuzhi, the next thing is to rely on your acting skills." ”

Without a pause, Cang Yuzhi stood in front of Xu Yang, facing the white feather saintess opposite, and also pushed out with one palm.

Palm out!

"Wind and Thunder Array—Cangyu!"

A storm of wind and thunder appeared on the surface of his palm.

Lightning silver spear, blue feather long sword, the void rumbling and roaring.

Cang Yu Zhi is a natural silver thunder attribute skill, but he has practiced the art of Cang Yu semi-beast the day after tomorrow. After his body is half-eagle beast, he can give birth to a pair of goshawk wings connected to his own bloodline behind his back, and temporarily has a powerful wind attribute ability.

can perform the Wind and Thunder Technique so freely at the same time, the entire Flying Feather Alliance can't find a second person. This is also Cang Yuzhi's specialty.

"Is it Cang Yu Zhi?" The White Feather Holy Maiden, who originally attacked Xu Yang, immediately recognized the Eagle Wing Boy who had been killed halfway.

The White Feather Holy Maiden did not choose to stop, but instead increased the technique that had originally blessed the power of five successes to eighty percent, almost close to a full blow.

Two inferences were quickly made in the heart of the White Feather Holy Maiden.

First, Cang Yuzhi is the person behind the drunkard's blockade, so he has to pay the price. This is the price of provocation against the White Feather Tribe.

Second, if Cang Yuzhi is just nosy, then he should be given some color. Cang Yuzhi's only sister is the holy daughter of the Cangyu tribe, and she is also coming to participate in this feather god blessing ceremony. And Cang Yu Zhi's cultivation and combat power are higher than those of Cang Yu Holy Maiden.

This day is the traditional festival of the feather god of the Flying Feather Alliance, and it can also be said to be a day of secret battle between the three holy women of the Cangyu tribe, the white feather tribe and the red feather tribe.

Among the three holy maidens, who is the one with the most beautiful face? Who is the most popular among the believers? Who is the one who is most qualified to talk to the spirit of the feather god? Who is the first saint of the Flying Feather Alliance?

The answers to these questions will be given after the blessing ceremony. And the victor will bring great fame and status to the tribe behind him.

The White Feather Saintess suddenly struck.

The Winged Boy was born.

This is something that has never happened to the Feather God Temple Fair.

Everyone on the side of the street was stunned, and for a moment, everything became eerily quiet.

Xu Yang, who retreated to a safe place at the back, picked up the wine gourd, raised his head and took a big sip of wine into his throat, his face was slightly drunk, and he muttered: "Good wine." ”