Although this does not mean that he can defeat the drunken monk, after all, the gap in cultivation is too big.

But at this time, the dragon head suddenly became full of confidence in Yang Chen again, he believed that the things hidden in this young man's body were endless, and what he saw at this time was just the tip of the iceberg!

Roar, roar, roar

At this time, the beast-like roar of the drunken monk shook the surroundings, as if it was about to tear everything apart.

Yang Chen stood the blood-red Shura blade on his chest with one hand, his gaze calm but awe-inspiring!

Although he had a slight upper hand in the first confrontation just now, it didn't mean anything, the fighter was fleeting, and after missing it, it would be difficult to have a second time!

After all. The other party's cultivation is far better than his own!

Crackling!

The drunken monk was completely enraged at this time, his legs as thick as tree trunks suddenly lifted, and the thick iron chains wrapped around his ankles, accompanied by a sound of breaking the air, slashed towards Yang Chen!

Yang Chen didn't dare to block with brute force at all. You can only dodge by casting a shadow step.

Under the premise that the other party has an absolute crushing advantage, Yang Chen has no chance to fight the other party hard.

He can only use his unparalleled body to maneuver with the other party, and wait for opportunities to find opportunities.

The drunken monk's offensive became more and more ferocious and intensive, and Yang Chen's body was tossing and turning and trying to dodge, and several times he almost brushed shoulders with death.

The atmosphere in the high-level conference hall was extremely solemn, and everyone stared intently at the large crystal screen in front of them, and even their breathing became cautious.

They knew very well what the young man was facing at this time, and they only needed to make the slightest mistake, and any attack by asking the drunken monk could kill him on the spot!

And in the process. Once again, they found something very counterintuitive.

Although the young man's body is fast, this body can only dodge, but it has no attack power.

After all, where is the gap between the cultivation of the drunken monk and the drunken monk, and in such a small space, it stands to reason that no matter how fast the body method is. It won't last long.

However, when this young man seemed to have no way out several times, he made the most correct judgment several times, and before asking the drunken monk to make a move, he accurately judged the direction and angle of the other party's shot, and then dodged it.

And such a realm can only be achieved through countless battles, and the instinct and experience that have been tempered little by little in the battle.

However, this young man is only twenty-five or sixteen years old, where did he get all this combat experience?

Crackling!

Bang!

The drunken monk's offensive became more and more intense, and Yang Chen seemed to be a little powerless.

The dragon head and the others were so nervous that they didn't even dare to take a breath, and a layer of fine beads of sweat began to seep out of their heads.

If it goes on like this, Yang Chen won't be long behind!

At this time, the pressure Yang Chen was under was far from being something that the dragon head and others could experience.

Only he knew how ferocious this red-eyed beast was, and if it weren't for his Shadow Walk and the astronomical amount of experience he had accumulated on the battlefield for hundreds of years, he would have been turned into a pulp.

In the process of dealing with the other party, he has been waiting for an opportunity to find the other party's flaws.

But the more he got to the back, the more his heart began to tighten. Because he found that the big man in front of him looked very strong in appearance, but the attack moves were very delicate, so fine that he couldn't even insert a needle!

Fighting hard with the other party is equivalent to looking for death, and dealing with the other party is to find flaws. But now it seems that there is no possibility of a flaw in this big man!

And Yang Chen's physical strength is gradually exhausted, if he continues like this, it will take less than three minutes, and his little life will have to be explained here!

Flaw, flaw, flaw!

Yang Chen kept repeating the word in his mind as he tossed and turned.

Cangxue once said to him that there can be no absolutely perfect thing in this world, and everything has weaknesses and flaws.

But. Where is the flaw in this big guy?

Yang Chen was anxious.

swish

An iron chain was almost pressed against his back, and there was a hot pain in his back, Yang Chen's physical strength had been almost consumed, and his movements began to slow down!

After two minutes like this, Yang Chen finally reached the end of the crossbow.

And the drunken monk was still in his peak state, his body swept up in the air, his legs were thrown out heavily, and two thick iron chains, one left and one right, swept towards Yang Chen.

At this time, Yang Chen was almost desperate.

It wasn't hard to dodge the two chains, but he knew that with the strength he had left, he would no longer have the power to dodge this attack after dodging it.

Is this really the case today?

Yang Chen's willpower was finally close to the edge. I'm already preparing to be pulped into meat by those two chains.

However, at this time, he suddenly remembered that Cangxue had also said something to him: If it looks like there is no flaw from one angle, then don't let go of another angle.

This sentence exploded in Yang Chen's mind like a thunderbolt!

Yes, the drunken monk's attack is flawless, but why do you have to focus on him?

At that moment, Yang Chen's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the wine vat full of sweet wine next to him!

A lot of images pass through my mind in a flash!

The drunken monk always smells of wine, and when he drinks, the kind of intoxication on his face seems to have everything. It's all because of this wine!

Moreover, Yang Chen also recalled a very important detail!

The drunken monk didn't look so manic before, but after Yang Chen said a word, he began to go crazy suddenly!

And Yang Chen's sentence, the last sentence said: "Such a good wine." Wouldn't it be a pity not to taste two bites?"

The drunken monk immediately went berserk, and replied, "Fart, dare to beat me for the idea of drinking." Sin deserves death!"

It is not difficult to see that it was Yang Chen who mentioned the vat of wine, which made the drunken monk angry.

In other words, that vat of wine is what the drunken monk cares about the most!

What a person cares about the most is often a person's biggest flaw!

Yang Chen suddenly brightened!

Suddenly. The fighting spirit, which has fallen to the bottom, is burning again!

After his body unfolded and struggled to dodge the two chains, the drunken monk launched a new round of attacks again, and his palms suddenly pushed forward with a burst of strong energy.

But this time, Yang Chen didn't continue to choose to dodge!

Allowing his body to be exposed under the other party's palms, he made an unbelievable movement, raised a palm, and pushed a palm towards the wine vat behind the drunken monk.

Suddenly, an aura palm print burst towards the vat.

Because he gave up dodging, he asked the drunken monk's palms, which were already close to Yang Chen, and it only took one ten-thousandth of a second for Yang Chen to be beaten into pulp!

Fight!

Yang Chen gritted his teeth, it's time to die, it's all up to this time!

At the same time, the Ninth Bureau High Conference Hall.

All of them turned pale, completely losing the last trace of luck.

They knew that this time, Yang Chen would never be saved again.

In their opinion, Yang Chen's willpower had been completely crushed, so he was already planning to give up.

Otherwise, how could he allow the drunken monk's palms to push up his chest?

It's just that before they have time to feel sorry and sad. The dramatic scene is happening again!

I saw that on the huge crystal screen, the drunken monk suddenly gave up the attack!

When the pair of fleshy palms were about to approach Yang Chen's chest, the whole person suddenly screamed, and he turned around and flew towards the wine jar!

At this time, Yang Chen's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold glow!

Now is the time!

Ask the drunken monk's back, completely exposed in front of Yang Chen!

The Shura blade flashed blood-red again, his hands held the hilt of the sword, his body swept high, and he struggled in mid-air to swing towards the opponent's broad back!

"My wine!"

At this time, the drunken monk completely ignored the danger behind him. That vat of wine is his whole world!

He just wanted to intercept that palm print quickly, and at this time, in his eyes, there was only his vat of wine!

He had even forgotten that he was in a hurry and didn't even have luck with the spiritual shield. At this time, the entire back was naked in front of the other party!

Boom!

Finally, in the last one, the drunken monk intercepted the palm print, which was regarded as preserving the altar of wine that he regarded as more important than life.

However, before I had time to rejoice, I suddenly felt a chill rise from the back of my neck, and then it went down my back.

And then, he didn't know anything.

After a slight condensation, there was a sudden uproar. The huge body split in half on both sides!

Until he died, the eyes of the drunken monk were still staring at his vat of fine wine.

Poof!

Yang Chen's buttocks slumped to the ground, panting heavily, he had used all his strength with the knife just now.

If he can't kill that big guy again, then he really won't have any chance.

He took another turn at the gate of the Hades Palace.

"Grass, if you don't die in a big disaster, there will be a blessing in the future, if Lao Tzu doesn't clean up the things in this Yanlong Tower today, I won't be surnamed Yang!"

Yang Chen shouted, scolding, venting the emotions in his heart.

And at this time, the Ninth Bureau of the High Conference Hall.

Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, but they were amused by this disgruntled young man.

He didn't know that his every move was being watched by others on the outside, so what he showed at this time was all the real him.

"It seems that he has always been a young man!"

The dragon head shook his head and smiled, but he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, and his eyes were full of endless appreciation and relief.

This young man surprised him, and at this time it could no longer be described in words that were only in the genius of the world.

"It seems that we can't drink any pot of Tianxuan Immortal Tea today!"

Several elders shrugged their shoulders, but having said that, there was endless joy and excitement on their faces and eyes.

Getting such an ancient genius in the ninth game is far more important than a pot of Tianxuan Immortal Tea.

In the current form, if this person joins in the ninth game, the situation that has been deadlocked for hundreds of years is likely to be reversed in the hands of their generation!

Not necessarily. “

The dragon head shook his head with a smile and said, "Although he defeated the drunken monk, the test is not over yet, next, although he is not worried about his life, but it is much more difficult than the drunken monk, only after he has passed this test, can he be regarded as officially passing the first layer of the Yanlong Tower." “