Although there is this demon god tonight, but in the face of this drunken fist master, they will also fall into the inferior, for the poor star dream and them, drunk and awake is the biggest guarantee at this moment.

"Drunk?"

It was the first time for an evil man to hear such a strange name, but although things were a little unexpected to him, it was undoubtedly an extremely exciting thing to be able to kill such a master!

"It's not bad to bite the gold halfway!" the evil man sneered.

Drunk Qianxing faced this evil man, and he actually felt the pressure, which couldn't help but surprise him, such a young and powerful man, except for Chen Yufeng, Drunk Qianxing had not seen another one.

"You're a bit of a troublemaker, but in the eyes of Uncle Ben, you might be a good opponent. The evil man grinned at the corner of his mouth, with such a master, he would definitely not be lonely tonight.

The evil man made a move, which was different from dealing with Zhan Yanjun just now, at this moment he was like a demon god, and he was fighting with Drunk Qianxing.

"Lu Dongbin, drunk and carrying a pot. ”

Zui Qianxing's body leaned, and the wine jug in his hand stood out, but it was blocked by the evil man with the air knife in his right arm, making Zui Qianxing unable to take a step forward.

The evil man's right arm blocked Drunken Qianxing, and his left fist slammed into his head. Seeing this, Drunk Qianxing lifted his right knee and slammed it into the evil man's abdomen. The evil man's left fist was retracted, pressed down, and forcibly pressed back the trick of Drunken Qianxing, and then kicked Drunken Qianxing with a flying kick.

"Zhang Guolao, drunk toss a glass and kicks a chain. ”

Drunk Qianxing once again used his drunken fist, using his legs to fight hard with the evil man. After a few back and forth moves, the two sides took a few steps back, and they were evenly matched.

Seeing that Drunken Thousand Awakenings couldn't take down the evil man, Pian Xingmeng and Ou Fei Lai Yin were surprised, who is this evil man, even this Drunken Fist Grandmaster can't compare to him?

Drunk Qianxing didn't feel panicked, after all, the true level of both sides has not yet been revealed, if there is a mess now, it can only give the other party a chance.

"Yuhuan step, mandarin duck foot. ”

Drunk Qianxing no longer held up, and used his own special skills, stepping on a wonderful step, and the strong leg technique poured down like a storm, which made the evil man fall into an embarrassing situation for a while. First with his left foot, then with his right foot, one after another, like a fierce machine gun, the evil man could only resist with his hands, quite embarrassed.

"He Xiangu, bounce your waist and offer drunken steps. ”

Drunk Qianxing threw up the wine jug, picked up the fist the size of a casserole and hit the evil man. The evil man's brows furrowed slightly, and his body was suddenly wrapped in a layer of black streamer, and although the flowing fist technique of Drunken Qianxing continued to greet him, it didn't seem to have a very good effect.

Drunk Qianxing retracted his fists, looked at this evil man with a solemn face, and the evaluation of him in his heart at this moment went up to a higher level.

The evil man stood firm, exhaled a breath of turbidity, felt a slight pain in his chest, and his strength was a little unexpected, and exclaimed: "To be able to fight with me to this extent, old man, I have to say that you are really capable." If you can get out of the way, I won't bother with you. ”

Zui Qianxing caught the wine jug, poured a few sips into his mouth, and said lazily: "Wine debts are common everywhere, and life is rare for seventy years. I have lived for half my life, and I have never seen any wind and waves. You foreigner, you don't have a small tone!"

"Foreigners?"

Pian Xingmeng was stunned, this black-haired evil man turned out to be a foreigner? Ou Fei Lai was much calmer in comparison, perhaps she had expected it.

The evil man sneered and said, "Toast and don't eat and drink, Uncle Ben will kill you all tonight to vent his anger!"

As he spoke, the evil man took out a strange knife from his body, why it is strange, because its blade is in the shape of a snake, and the handle is endowed with angel wings, which is extremely strange and gloomy.

"Chong Lingyi is on the cloud road, and the bathing pool is full of scales. This weird knife should be a spirit wing, right?" Zui Qian said in a slightly surprised sense.

Spirit Wing, a unique knife in the world, is also one of the top ten weird knives in the world. It resembles a snake and is given the wings of an angel. In the nineteenth century in Europe, it was associated with a number of assassination cases, and the people who were killed were important members of some gangs or terrorist organizations, which were called the spiritual wings of God at that time, but later some Christian clergy also died under this knife, and the strange color of this knife was even stronger, as the so-called angel is it, and the devil is also it.

"You are the second one who has the knowledge to make me use this sword. The evil man smiled evilly, and the eerie aura on his body became even stronger.

Pity Xingmeng and Ofe Rhine didn't dare to underestimate this evil man at this moment, judging from what he had just shown, it was enough to make them pay attention to it. Zhan Yanjun, on the other hand, stood quietly aside, watching the battle intently.

The evil man made a move, and the spirit wings in his hand seemed to be attached to a very strong aura, slashing at Drunken Qianxing with a knife. Drunk Qianxing stepped on the wonderful steps, and dodged as if dancing.

Impulsive!

The sword frame behind Zui Qianxing was split into pieces, and the sword on it was charred and blackened as if it were burnt. Drunk Qianxing knew very well that this was the masterpiece brought by Spirit Wing.

The evil man held the spirit wings in his hand and began to launch a tidal attack on Drunk Qianxing, and the spirit wings in his hands conjured countless phantoms in an instant, the real and the false were difficult to distinguish, and even mixed with a terrifying murderous aura. Drunk Qianxing used the Drunken Eight Immortals to attack one after another, but with little success, this was the first time for him.

Drunk Qianxing jumped in shape, took a bronze ancient sword from the sword frame when he turned over, and then turned around and slashed, just on the sword body of the spirit wing, and the powerful force made the evil man couldn't help but take a few steps back, but it was fine.

Drunk Qianxing poured a sip of wine into his mouth again, then put the wine jug on his waist, and said indifferently: "You actually left my hand on me, you kid really looks up to yourself." ”

In the face of this drunken fist master, I have to say that this evil man's ability is strong enough.

The evil man didn't reply, grinned, and attacked Drunken Qianxing again. The two sides came and went, the sound of the collision between the weapons was endless, and the surrounding sword frames were shocked and collapsed by the powerful aura formed between the two!

Although Drunk Qianxing is not very familiar with weapons, it is by no means comparable to ordinary people, and while receiving the attack of the evil man, he also harasses the Drunken Eight Immortals from time to time, which makes the evil man annoyed.

"Look for death!"

The evil man was a little angry, put the spirit wing in his left hand, and then stabbed out, and when he was blocked by Drunken Qianxing, his right fist covered a round of black light and smashed into his chest.

Drunk Qianxing let out a low roar, separated the spirit wings, and then held the sword in one hand, and pressed the other hand on the bronze ancient sword, trying to resist the fist of the evil man.

Impulsive!

This bronze ancient sword was unexpectedly dented by the evil man, bent into a strange arc. Zui Qianxing took a few steps back, and then stepped back with his left foot, and the floor suddenly cracked a few cracks, and his body was as motionless as a mountain like a pine and a cypress.

Although the evil man smashed the bronze ancient sword, he couldn't advance another half an inch!

"Four or two thousand pounds!"

Drunk Qianxing suddenly let go of the bronze ancient sword, and then used a soft force with both hands, supporting the evil man's hands, and then pushed it out with a whirlwind, the force was just right.

The evil man's figure kept retreating, and he stopped only after knocking down a sword stand, and looked at the drunk Qianxing in surprise, the strength of the other party was beyond his estimate.

Drunk Qianxing had a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he was still injured by the domineering attack of the evil man just now, but it was only a minor injury.

"Drunk and awake seniors!"

Drunk Qianxing woke up and was injured, and Lian Xingmeng couldn't help but exclaim, this was the first time he had seen him injured. Zhan Yanjun showed a look of surprise on his face, and his eyes were even more solemn when he looked at the evil man.

Although the strength of the drunken Qianxing made the evil man a little unprepared, the other party's injury gave him a certain degree of confidence, and he couldn't help but smile evilly: "There are very few people who can make me admire, and you are one of them." ”

If the leader of the God Butcher hears this sentence, it is estimated that his jaw will drop in shock, the first general of the God Butcher, the God of Slaughter in Europe, will praise the enemy!

Drunk Qianxing picked up the wine jug and poured it into his mouth, whether it was injured or not, wine was the best comfort for Zui Qianxing to wake up.

Just when the atmosphere at the scene was tense, a pair of slender hands suddenly stretched out from behind Pity Xingmeng and O-Fei Rhine, aiming directly at O-Fei Rhein.

"Bold!"

Zhan Yanjun was the first to discover this change, and the Zhengang sword in his hand shook, emitting a fierce sword aura. The owner of the hands let out a startled sigh, jumped in shape, dodged this sword qi, and then fell between the evil man and the drunken Qianxing.

Rumble!

The sword frame in the back was split into pieces by the sword qi, and this sudden change surprised both Mercy Xingmeng and Ophile Rain.

"You've missed! Camilla, you're getting more and more rusty. The evil man said dissatisfiedly to the woman in front of him.

Camilla shrugged her shoulders and replied, "It's been a long time since I've made a move." ”

Zhan Yanjun was surrounded by Pity Xingmeng and Ofei Rhine, and the slightest disturbance could not escape his detection. It's just that the beautiful woman in front of him was able to dodge his attack, and it doesn't seem to be a simple thing.

"You're all God-slayers, aren't you?" asked Mercy Xingmeng coldly as she came to her senses.

"Yes, it seems that the Skynet of the Imperial Heavenly Gate is really extraordinary. Camilla exclaimed.

However, when Camilla saw the spirit wings in the evil man's hand, she couldn't help but ask in surprise, "You can't defeat this person even after sacrificing your spirit wings?"

"He's strong. The evil man replied lightly.

Camilla was a little surprised, you must know that this person will not praise people easily, it seems that drunk Qianxing is really very capable.

"There's a little doll coming out again, and it seems that if nothing else happens tonight, this entertainment city will be difficult to hold. Drunk Qianxing sighed lightly.

Just an evil man is already very tricky, and now there is another woman who is not weak, and for the first time, Drunk Qianxing feels powerless.

Looking at the evil man, Mercy Xingmeng only began to observe him carefully at this time, and she always felt as if she had seen this person somewhere.

"You're familiar, what nationality are you?" asked Lian Xingmeng.

The evil man knew that Pixingmeng was asking him, and couldn't help but smile evilly, "What do you think?"

"France?"

“NO！”

"Ireland?"

“NO！”

"Britain?"

“Bingo！”

After guessing three times and finally guessing correctly, it was only then that Lian Xingmeng remembered that he had seen this man on the information of Skynet, this man who could not be ignored in Britain and even Europe.

"I remember, are you the legendary black list master devil disciple?"