Yu Cheng.

He is the twenty-seventh generation disciple of Xingxia Valley.

is a generation behind the night master, and when he was in the Xingxia Valley in the past, he called the night master uncle, and he was very well-behaved, which also made the night master very fond of it.

Until the Xingxia Valley was broken by the army sent by the periodic generation, the mountain gate was shattered, the main hall was destroyed, and the whole sect was washed in blood.

But I don't know why, all along, Master Ye hasn't paid much attention to this person.

But those who survived that disaster were all masters.

This strange feeling is still the same even when he hides in this town, and the night master finds that this person's camouflage skills are top-notch.

To sum it up in one sentence, Yu Chengcheng is the kind of person who knows where he is, but you always don't feel his presence.

Low presence?

No, this guy would greet almost everyone in town, and everyone in the room had talked to him for a long time.

But when you have to work, you don't think about calling this person.

The thought of what seemed to be the case for a hundred years made Master Yezi goosebumps all over his body and his hair stood upside down.

How could anyone have such a deep Qi cultivation kung fu?!

The night master has a unique eye, and he will not suspect this person for a while, but if he doubts, he is full of suspicions.

For example, now, a bean-sized cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the night master, and he actually forgot what Yu Cheng's best technique was.

Or, in his impression, Yu Cheng seems to know everything, but he is not very good at anything, so he is not good at anything.

However, who knows if he is really not good at it! The second brother of the Yu family's dream technique, he also had the cheekiness to ask for advice, although he only learned a skin at that time, and was laughed at by everyone, but now a hundred years later, who would think that Yu Cheng had learned some of their skills!

Even Master Night, if he didn't suspect this person, he couldn't remember that he had also taught the other party his own inheritance-the magic of gods and ghosts!

The more Night Master thought about it, the more shocked he became, clenched the Qianqiu Lack Scroll in his hand, and sat tremblingly on the Taishi chair behind him, trying his best to calm his breath.

Just then, the crowd erupted in cheers.

Zhao Zhichao refused to drink a drop of wine when he died, so he let him drink it, and even dried two jars of old wine, forcing Zhao Zhichao to drink.

Zhao Zhichao too, only remembered when he entered the door of the tavern that the master kept telling him not to drink, not to touch the wine, and not even to smell it.

You must know that the wine of Xuanli Sect is hundreds of thousands of years old, which can be called a spiritual product.

That's why you get drunk when you smell it.

But the wine here is not so strong.

Zhao Zhichao tried to drink a bowl, but he didn't feel much.

just won a round of applause from the people around him.

"Okay, Brother Zhao!

Yu Cheng patted Zhao Zhichao's back and laughed.

Although he was praised for the amount of alcohol after drinking a bowl of wine, Zhao Zhichao was very embarrassed, but everyone in Xingxia Valley didn't seem to mind and echoed it.

Zhao Zhichao was even more embarrassed, and drank three bowls with his head bored, his stomach was already empty, and he poured so much wine at once, he suddenly shouted: "I want vegetables!"

In a nutshell, the whole house shook under the shout, which immediately caused everyone to exclaim, and Wan Niang hurriedly cooked in person and brought a few catties of boiled meat slices.

Zhao Zhichao only realized at this time that he didn't feel anything when the wine just entered his throat, but he was full of stamina, and he was drinking on an empty stomach, so he was drunk.

"Hahaha, let me tell you, how powerful my punch is. ”

As he spoke, he rolled up the sleeves of his suit, revealing his thin and weak arms, and showed them to everyone.

The people of Xingxia Valley were already very curious about him, and drinking alcohol was also the fastest shortcut, but now Zhao Zhichao was obviously drunk and willing to show his strength, of course they couldn't ask for it.

"Hahaha, okay, let me wait to see the power of the immortal disciples!"

Yu Cheng laughed.

Hu Bo also joined in the fun: "I don't believe that this thin arm and thin leg can have any strength." ”

However, no one had the idea of empty-handed and Zhao Zhichao.

They know how powerful Zhao Zhichao is.

The incorruptible body of King Kong, who was smashed without a trace of damage by any weapon magic weapon, could not be compared, but they also wanted to know the true strength of the immortal disciples.

"Oh, you don't believe it!"

Zhao Zhichao drank high, the world was spinning, and now he has left all his master's teachings behind.

The people of Xingxia Valley don't know what kind of death they have made.

I saw Zhao Zhichao inhaling.

The atmosphere around them seemed to fall to the freezing point all of a sudden, and everyone's hearts and breath were stagnant, and they vaguely realized that something terrible was about to happen.

However, they didn't have time to stop it, and they didn't even have time to speak.

Zhao Zhichao finished charging and punched.

Against the wall, blast out.

Simply put, everyone seems to have lost their hearing in one moment, and in the next moment they have ushered in the most powerful impact they have ever seen in their lives.

Before the night master had time to see what the consequences of this immortal disciple had caused, his hair bun was washed away, and all the clothes that had been very particular about it for a hundred years were washed away, and his stable posture was also washed down unexpectedly at this moment, and the nearly two-hundred-year-old night master sat on the Taishi chair and fell backwards, falling on all sides.

Hu Bo was tall and mighty, and he was actually the first to be photographed on the wall, not to mention others, Yu Cheng, who was the closest, felt that his life was in danger, and before he had time to use the life-saving method, his clothes burst open, showing strips of cloth, and he was thrown against the wall, directly embedded in it, and lost consciousness.

Not to mention others.

The dozens of people in Xingxia Valley went through countless life and death calamities before they fled from the army of the Zhou Khan Dynasty to this wild place for more than a hundred years, but they didn't expect that they were almost wiped out because a young man was drunk.

After Zhao Zhichao punched this punch, the wine smell all over his body also waved out, and he suddenly became much more sober.

Hurriedly inspected the breath of the people around him.

Only the farthest away Night Master could stay awake, and he got up from the ground tremblingly, forgetting to take the Qianqiu Lack of Technique scroll that had not left his hand at that moment.

He was so embarrassed that he pointed at Zhao Zhichao with some fear: "You... You must be a killer sent by the Zhou Khan Dynasty!"

Zhao Zhichao was about to go over to help the old man, but was stopped by the other party.

"Tell me, which sect you belong to!

The night student looks like a refugee.