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Chapter 151 is arrogant

Fight wine and fight!

This also attracts some people who have not been involved in the haunting room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info watched Zhou Ze fight with wine and martial arts, and there were more and more onlookers, and the people who didn't want to make trouble in the cave room were also ready to move at this time.

Because everyone wants to go to the First World War, not all for the sake of the cave house. It's also more about validating what they've learned, and now there's a good opportunity for them to take this opportunity to understand themselves.

A jar of wine fought with one person, and many people who watched it were enthusiastic, and they admired Zhou Zesheng in their hearts.

The battle continued one after another, but even if Zhou Ze was suppressed on the same strength. But no one can insist on a hundred moves in Zhou Ze's hands.

Many people watched Zhou Ze drink one jar after another of wine, and one cultivator after another faced off against him.

The wine jar smashed together every time, and the ground was already full of wine jar fragments.

Zhou Ze was still in high spirits, standing there with great pride, not refusing to come, fighting wine and martial arts, and many people who watched it were touched.

Wu Xiyu was the one who was most touched, he watched Zhou Ze face the heroes with full fighting spirit, and every time he fought a battle, he showed the peak momentum, and the cultivators were defeated one by one.

In this series of battles, Zhou Ze had drunk more than sixty jars of wine and defeated more than sixty cultivators.

Wu Xiyu watched from the side, and was also influenced by Zhou Ze, eager to replace Zhou Ze himself, incarnate Zhou Ze and fight with these heroes. The blood in his body was boiling, and he looked at Zhou Ze's eyes burning. When a man is in the world, this should be the case.

The war continued, and Zhou Ze and them became more and more intense. It seems that the wine has also come up, and Zhou Ze is even more fierce.

The forces that can go to Kunlun are all well-known forces. The outstanding disciples they have cultivated are naturally extraordinary, not to mention that there are also holy sons of various ancient sects among them, this is definitely a terrifying existence.

One game after another, many people feel that Zhou Ze should be at the limit and should be defeated. But Zhou Ze became more and more courageous, and there was no tendency to lose.

On the contrary, it was Zhou Ze's posture that inspired the enthusiasm of these men, and the battle with Zhou Ze was even more intense.

Everyone was dazzled to watch every big battle, because it was so extraordinary. Everyone is extraordinary, they dare to go up because they are confident in themselves, and they think that they can suppress Zhou Ze, but no matter how subtle the moves, no matter how fierce the attack, they are all taken down by Zhou Ze.

"The Purple Flame Method of the Purple Flame Ancient Sect has actually been blocked!"

"The mastery of the Xuanyan family was also blocked by his anger!"

"The innocent greed of the Son of Innocence has also been broken by him!"

“……”

Many people were speechless, looking at Zhou Ze's eyes becoming more and more solemn. After dozens of battles in a row, Zhou Ze had not been injured at this time, and he was able to block it every time, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Young Supreme!"

"Definitely comparable to the ancient Juvenile Supreme!"

"This is still the case of suppressing the same power!"

"If it's the same realm, I'm afraid no one can hold on to thirty moves in his hands!"

"These cultivators who made a move are all well-known talents!"

"Tsk, the vision of the Divine Mother really doesn't have to be picked!"

"With such combat power, only the Young Supreme can fight!"

"Yes, if he hadn't suppressed the same forces, we wouldn't have been able to fight him at all!"

“……”

Many people talked about it and looked at Zhou Ze. At this time, Zhou Ze drank a jar of wine again, and fought with a cultivator again, and until now, more than eighty cultivators have been defeated by him. Each of them did not stick to 100 moves, and in fact only a few people were able to exceed 50 moves.

"The amount of alcohol is massive, and the force is unfathomable!"

"No wonder the Three God King Realms brought many cultivators to kill him, and he was easily killed!"

"Hehe, it's not a good thing for Brahma Holy Land to provoke such a person!"

"Yes, such an existence, although they dare not hit their holy land, but their disciples who have been training outside should be careful when encountering them!"

“……”

There was a lot of talk all around, and they all paid attention to this battle. Later, even some people of the older generation came to pay attention to this battle, of course they couldn't make trouble in the cave room, but they also looked at Zhou Ze and shining.

Some sect masters even ordered their disciples to test Zhou Ze's potential to see what kind of strength and secrets this husband chosen by the Kunlun Divine Mother was hiding.

The fragments of the wine jar had been piled up into a hill, and Zhou Ze drank a hundred jars of fine wine. Even if Zhou Ze consumed wine power in successive battles, constantly volatilizing and releasing it, he also felt some alcohol at this time.

This makes him even more of a crazy driving force, with the help of power to dispel alcohol.

Seeing Zhou Ze like this, many people paid attention. Seeing their hearts surging, a hundred wines and a hundred battles, how magnificent this is!

Wu Xiyu even drank three jars of wine at this time, clenched his fists tightly, and couldn't wait to participate in the field!

"When Brother Zhou can't hold on, I'll take over the battle!" Wu Xiyu made a decision in his heart.

Zhou Ze has fought hundreds of games in a row, and the characters in each game are the best in each field, and he is confident that Zhou Ze should not be able to fight for long. It's going to be his limit.

This kind of wheel battle is terrifying, and it is difficult for Zhou Ze, who is enough to consume, to bear it, especially since he has drunk so much wine. If it weren't for the repeated battles, so much wine would have put him down a long time ago.

"......Boom" Zhou Ze rushed out with a force, and once again defeated an ancient sect saint son in thirty moves, he waved his arm, lifted a jar of wine, and looked at the Quartet, "Come again!"

Many people looked at each other in awe as they looked at the man standing there carrying the wine jar.

"How happy it is to be able to fight with a character like Brother Zhou. Although he fought with Brother Zhou this time and took advantage of the danger of others, even if he won, he would not be able to win. But if I miss this battle, I will regret it for the rest of my life!" a young man shot up, landed in front of Zhou Ze, and drank directly on his back after lifting a jar of wine.

"Hahaha!" Zhou Ze also raised his head and drank, looked at the other party and said, "There is nothing that cannot be defeated, because you can't win!"

"Then it's up to Brother Zhou to make a move!" the other party laughed, and pounced directly on Zhou Ze, and as soon as he made a move, he evolved into a fierce crocodile tail swing.

"Demon Crocodile Ancient Sect Holy Son!" Someone exclaimed, this is a first-class ancient religion in a domain, and this generation of Holy Son is rumored to be the most outstanding Holy Son for thousands of years, especially because of him, he has obtained the true inheritance of the Ancient Demon Crocodile Ancient Sect and made up for its peerless learning. Unexpectedly, he also appeared to fight with Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze fought with the Demon Crocodile Holy Son, and many people thought that Zhou Ze might lose this battle. It's not that Zhou Ze is inferior to the other party, but that he has been fighting for too long, and he has the same power to suppress it.

But the result made everyone stunned, because the Demon Crocodile Holy Son was defeated in the hands of Zhou Ze in ninety-six moves after ninety-five moves. has never survived a hundred moves.

"Come again!" Zhou Ze rolled up another jar of wine and shouted loudly.

There was a dead silence all around, and he looked at Zhou Ze in a daze, only feeling that this was the real man's majesty, and he was arrogant.