Since ancient times, wine is the product of people's sorrow, in addition to those drunkards who are addicted to alcohol, those so-called borrowing alcohol to eliminate sorrows, all because of life or emotional setbacks, of course, things can not be so absolute, there are always people who are not among them, right?

Drunk Qianxing carried a wine jug, stepped on a wonderful pace, and dodged the old man's attacks again and again, even if it was a world-famous Lost Trace Boxing, he didn't necessarily have to get this drunken boxing master.

"The drunkenness is big, and the sun and the moon are long in the pot. I said you, why are you so persistent? Wouldn't it be over with a drink with me, and you still need to take care of the troubles of this world?" said to the old man with a smile.

The old man didn't answer, but the strength in his hand increased a lot, even if he was drunk and awake, he had to show real skills to deal with it.

"Lu Dongbin, drunk and carrying a pot. ”

Zui Qianxing's eyes suddenly became cold, and in the face of the fist shadow rushing towards him, all Zui Qianxing had to do was to shake the wine jug in front of the old man's eyes, and then clenched his right fist and smashed it. The old man was not in a hurry, saw through this false move, and also fought back with his fists.

"Bang!" the two fists collided, making a loud noise, and the fallen leaves around the two were shattered into pieces. Zui Qianxing withdrew his fist, and the wine jug in his hand smashed towards the old man's chest. It's a pity that the old man was quick and blocked it with his left arm, but it also left a bruise on his arm.

Drunk Qianxing stepped aside and chuckled, "This time, I have the upper hand." ”

Looking at the bruise on his left arm, the old man's face was gloomy, and he used his internal force to heal his injured parts, although his Lost Trace Fist had been practiced to the point of being superb, but it was still a lot worse than Drunk Qian waking up, after all, he had lived at least one more Jiazi, and Drunk Qian Xing was much younger than himself!

"He's simply a martial arts wizard!"

The old man secretly praised in his heart, such a person is by no means an ordinary person, he didn't expect that he had withdrawn from the rivers and lakes for many years, and there were so many more geniuses in the world, Chen Yufeng was one, and he was drunk and awake.

"You are indeed a strange person, it is really a blessing for Huaxia to have such a martial arts wizard as you! It's a pity that our positions are different, in order to repay the kindness of the head of the Dugu family, the old man can only destroy you with his own hands. The old man shook his head and sighed.

In the face of the old man's murderous words, Drunk Qianxing was unmoved, he poured a large sip of wine into his mouth, and then said: "I have been traveling the great rivers and mountains of China for a while, and I have basically gone to the places I should go, and I have basically seen the people I should see. Old man, I once went to Longhu Mountain, the birthplace of Taoism, to talk to an old Taoist priest, and I won't say much about the content, anyway, according to the words of the old Taoist priest, I can live to more than one Jiazi, so what you just said is not realistic. ”

Don't look at drunk Qianxing soaking in wine jars all day long, but he still believes in Taoism in his bones. So I also believe in the words of the old Taoist, and the old Taoist is not a mediocre person.

When the old man heard this, his face sank, and he said, "Have you lived for a Jiazi?" Hmph, it seems that the old Taoist priest is just a generation of idle clouds and wild cranes, see how I can shatter this prophecy." ”

The old man no longer kept it at this time, and the Lost Trace Fist was unleashed like a flowing cloud, but each punch carried a terrifying energy.

Drunk Qianxing was not to be outdone, and also made the drunken fist to a certain realm, for a while, flying sand and stones, the powerful fist force burst out of the ground one after another, even Jiang Ming and Xue Gui, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, also felt a strong pressure.

"Drunk tossed glass, mandarin duck feet. ”

Drunk Qianxing used these two killing moves one after another, but the old man's strength was really strong, and he actually blocked the two violent tricks of Drunk Qianxing, not advancing but retreating, and swung towards Drunk Qianxing with strong energy in his hand.

"Four or two thousand pounds. ”

Zui Qianxing stretched out his hands in parallel, defusing the old man's inevitable attack with a soft force, and then pushed it out flat. The old man was extremely surprised, how much was this drunk and awake hidden?

In the face of this strong enemy, Drunk Qianxing will not let go of any fleeting opportunity, and the momentum on his body suddenly soared, and he shouted:

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

The attack was like a violent wind, and Zui Qianxing's fist, which was as big as a casserole, hit the old man's chest one after another, and the force was extremely violent.

At the end of the first ** blow, Zui Qianxing's hand was filled with internal force, and then he struck out with one palm. Now, even if the old man descends to earth like a god, he can't withstand the powerful move of getting drunk and waking up again. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the old man slid backwards along the grass until he stopped in the corner, leaving a narrow trail.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ming and Xue Gui were dumbfounded. As early as in the previous battle, the two had heard of Zui Qianxing's miraculous ability, but after all, it was only the satisfaction of the ears. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, this strength is simply breathtaking even for the master of the door!

"Gross. The old man's body was hit hard, and he coughed several times before he slowly raised his head to look at the drunk Qianxing who was drinking in a dashing manner, and gently spit out two words:

"Tai Chi!"

Zui Qianxing put down the wine jug and said softly: "I am a martial arts miscellaneous, and I will dabble in all kinds of martial arts, but except for drunken boxing, the others can only be regarded as fur." I only know a little bit about this Tai Chi, but I still know a little bit about what Tai Chi gives birth to two yi, two yi gives birth to four elephants, and four elephants give birth to gossip. Old man, I see that you are old, it is better to find a place to live in your old age, this kind of life is not suitable for you. ”

The old man laughed and said, "I am indeed old in age, but this does not mean that my heart is also old. I'm not going to let you pass through here. ”

As he spoke, the old man pulled out a dagger from behind him, and his eyes were fixed on Zui Qianxing.

Drunk Qianxing's face sank, like such a stubborn old man, it seems that he has completely become a dog of the Dugu family, and a dog loyal to his master will never betray his master.

Drunk Qianxing shouted violently, he was going to kill the old man's life. The old man endured the pain in his body, and with his tenacious willpower, he threw the dagger at the heart of the drunken Qianxing with all his strength.

But the old man who is already in his last years can mobilize the strength and internal force like a dry spring, no matter how hard he tries to squeeze it, it will not help.

Drunk Qianxing easily dodged the old man's dagger and kicked it away, then threw the wine jug into the air, bent his right hand into an eagle claw, and shouted angrily: "Uncle Cao Guo, the immortal toasts and locks the throat buckle." ”

In the middle of the lightning, the old man's neck was neatly broken by Drunken Qianxing, and all the neck bones were crushed! At this moment, the dagger happened to pierce deeply into the trunk of the tree, and the picture was frozen here.

The old man snorted, the corners of his mouth hooked up a curl with difficulty, and then his body slowly fell down and died!

Drunk Qianxing found a big tree to sit under a big tree without saying a word, and drank alone. Perhaps for an alcoholic like him, only alcohol can make him feel a little comfort.

Jiang Ming and Xue Gui looked at each other, such a fierce old man died in the hands of Drunk Qianxing, I don't know whether to say that Drunk Qianxing is strong, or that the old man is old?

Jiang Ming subconsciously looked at the old man's corpse, and the kind face that was no different from an ordinary old man was clearly presented in front of everyone.

When Xue Gui saw this scene, he whispered to Jiang Ming, "Did he laugh because he was relieved?"

Jiang Ming lay on his back on the ground, looked at the bright moon in the night sky, and replied, "Perhaps." ”

……

Dugu Jinghong once again blocked Su Qingwu's attack, his figure took a few steps back, and his face was slightly solemn.

After the rampage, Su Qingwu was like a demon god, not to mention that the momentum on his body had increased several times, and even the means were extremely cruel, in the battle with Dugu Jinghong, he specifically attacked his soft place, if Dugu Jinghong accidentally exposed his feet, it would really be hated for eternity!

"Look at the sword!"

All Dust Feiyang can do now is to harass Dugu Jinghong, after all, his strength is not good, and a head-on confrontation is of little effect.

Dugu Jinghong used the black gold knife to slaughter the city to block the dust, and then wanted to go forward and kill him first. It's a pity that Su Qingwu didn't give him any chance, an extremely powerful sword qi slashed out, and even the air trembled slightly!

Dugu Jinghong did not take it hard, but escaped with his own way, and the consequence of this was that a thick tree behind him was stubbed. It was cut off by this sword qi, and the incision was smooth and neat!

"Even if you run wild, you can't beat me!" Dugu screamed angrily, waving his hand and sending out several qi blades. Seeing this, Su Qingwu swung several swords in a row, and these several qi blades directly became shattered.

"Drink!" Dugu Jinghong took this opportunity to slaughter the city's black gold knife and black light flashed, slashing towards Su Qingwu. This time, Su Qingwu chose to make a hard connection, but he was split into the air, sprinkling a bewitching blood red in the air.

"The light sword is like a shadow. ”

Battles are ever-changing, and every chance can turn the tide of battle. Dust Feiyang used his strongest trick, and suddenly, the Chengying Sword transformed into several, and then attacked Dugu Jinghong one after another.

Dugu Jinghong stuck the black gold knife of the slaughter city on the ground, and his hands gathered into a blade, struggling to resist this killing move.

"Flutter!"

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh sounded, looking at the long sword on his chest that was as thin as a cicada's wings, Dugu Jinghong looked incredulous.

"Ahem. Su Qingwu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her body still maintained the state of throwing objects, this decisive attack was undoubtedly her masterpiece!

Dugu was furious, and used his internal force to knock the long sword away, and the blood was like a pillar. Looking at Su Qingwu, who had already lifted the violent state, Dugu Jinghong gritted his teeth and said, "Is this your last resort?" Ahem, I really haven't experienced it for a long time! You damn woman, I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

Su Qingwu staggered to his feet and sneered, "This is your clothed mound." ”

"Yes, you're going to die here!" said Dusty Fly.

Dugu Jinghong glanced at Dust Feiyang coldly, gathered into a powerful qi blade in his hand, and then knocked Dust Feiyang away!

"Noise!"

Dugu Jinghong smiled disdainfully, Dust Feiyang, who had almost exhausted his physical strength, really couldn't resist this attack, so he was unfortunately knocked away.

Dugu Jinghong looked at Su Qingwu, who was angry, and sneered: "This may be your well-dressed mound." ”

Su Qingwu clenched his fists tightly, Dugu Jinghong's strength was too strong, so powerful that it was terrifying, and it was almost impossible to defeat him!

"Oh, really?"

An abrupt voice sounded, shaking the two of them.

"Flutter. ”

Dugu Jinghong's right arm was cut off, and blood flew all over the sky, all of this came too suddenly, and even Dugu Jinghong didn't react.

Feeling the pain from his right arm, Dugu Jinghong's face was as pale as snow, and his eyes were bloodshot.

It was a little girl, her expression was as cold as if she was from hell, her eyes were hollow like an abyss, and she held a long knife dripping with blood in her hand.

"I think I can erect a tombstone for you. The little girl said coldly.

This girl is a world-famous black angel, the head of Skynet, and the star dream!