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Not far away, the wine saint slowly condensed into a figure, Yang Feng couldn't tell whether this was a real person or not, this was an extremely clever body type of means. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This method of condensing the fake figure opened Yang Feng's eyes, he had never felt so amazing, Yang Feng felt as if he had entered a new realm of comprehension.

The combination of water and people, this means of breaking the whole into parts and hiding the body, is definitely a master who has stepped into the realm of the realm.

"Don't hide if you have the ability!" The Golden Slayer was furious. "Get out of here for grandpa, fight with dignity, is this the ability of the wine saint in Huaxia!"

"What a clumsy agitation method."

A rickety body slowly appeared from the air, and the wine saint kept his wine gourd, and then leaned it towards his shoulder, looking at the golden killer with disdainful eyes.

"Although your agitation method is very clumsy, I will eat this old man."

The Golden Killer stared at the Wine Saint with a pair of murderous eyes, and the cold killing machine inside really made people feel cold all over the body, and it felt as if there was a jet of ice spring.

It can be seen that the three elders of Kunlun do not have much confidence in the wine saint at this time, they are watching Xu Yang come up to drink, and when they encounter such a thing, they will take action.

The people of the East, they are also not used to it, if they can kill a few this time, they feel very good, at this time, seeing the wine saint make a move, they do not feel any big oppression.

The reputation of the Wine Saint is very great, and it can even be said that he has approached several people in Huaxia who can be called 'Immortals', and even the Dragon King of Huaxia has praised him.

The Dragon King even said back then. If the Wine Saint hadn't been traumatized back then, he wouldn't be the opponent of the Wine Saint half a year later!

Mo Laosi was known as the first master in China back then. He admired the talent of the wine saint very much, and even said that Xu Yang would not be his opponent in the future.

is such a martial arts master.

The mystery means that he rarely makes a move, and the enemies who have seen him shoot are generally not alive, and if the few who survive, it is estimated that they are now half-crippled.

Many people in China are jealous of the name Wine Saint, but not many of them have seen the Wine Saint make a move, if this does not happen. The three elders of Kunlun should also be drinking with the wine saint for the first time today.

The Orientals stirred up their Yaxing, and they were actually quite annoyed.

Wang Daoming closed his eyes on the side, not showing the slightest interest in the battle. Yang Feng thought that this old god stick was swimming in space, and he didn't have any thoughts on it at all.

The cold smile on the corner of the Snow Girl's mouth still did not fall, as if she could freeze the air around her at any time, which was what Xu Yang was used to. Standing next to me is like a nobody.

"Tagawa boy. Do you think that the old man's old bones are useless, and he specially sent a golden killer to test the old man, telling you that if you want to defeat the old man, you call the five killers out together, and it will not be used! ”

The voice of the wine saint is vigorous, and the roar through the internal force gives people a rather shocking feeling.

Tagawa's eyes flickered, and to be honest, he didn't know if there was anything wrong with his senses. But now it seems that the wine saint has indeed not exposed any fearful means.

He believes that wine is wine after all. It's not a big deal.

No matter how you say wine, it's water, and since it's water, he has a golden killer with very strong attack power, and this water can't hurt him at all, but he can easily smash this wine all over the sky.

After hesitating for a moment, Tagawa still didn't say anything.

At this time, silence is better than sound, and not speaking means that he has despised the wine saint, and his attitude represents that he does not believe it at the moment.

Although in the East, he always listened to his father's words about the wine saint or something, as if he had earth-shattering magical powers, but he still believed in his eyes, in his eyes, the wine saint is now a person who can only use some wine to transform into an attack, such an attack he thinks that any master who understands internal force can do it, and what the wine saint can do is just to control it better, and for people in the realm of the realm, this is also a matter of course.

Unconsciously, the wine saint has become the weak person in his heart, and the balance in his heart is directly biased in favor of the golden killer, although the gold killer's reputation and strength assessment are not as big as the wine saint, but now it is obvious that the golden killer is very strong, and it seems that the wine saint has not met his attack head-on.

Such behavior is undoubtedly a sign of weakness.

In fact, there are people who have not seen the wine saint make a move, and even Yang Feng has it, but he understands that the wine saint can become one of the strongest people in Huaxia, and it is definitely much stronger than these.

From the previous chat with Wang Daoming, it can be heard that Wang Daoming admires the wine saint very much, and it is revealed in his words that his strength is not as good as the wine saint.

And when Mo Laosi taught him to listen to the bridge in Wing Chun, there were also some things that mentioned the wine saint, so Yang Feng thought that the wine saint was not such a simple person.

The wine saint's indifferent gaze was cold, and his hand slowly raised, as if it had set off an internal force storm at this time, and the air flow swirled around his body.

This is an aura, quite a powerful aura.

Yang Feng felt this breath, and he understood that he was not on the same level as others at all, he felt that a big mountain was standing in front of him, even if the person in front of him was using the water with the least sharp attack power, he still thought so.

A master can use flowers and leaves as a killing weapon, and the same is true for water, in this world, there is always such a person who can use it to the fullest.

At this time, the state of the hall had changed, and a drop of water slowly condensed in the air.

There is a rather strong aroma of wine on it, if you have seen such a wine as soon as you smell it, you will know that this is pure overlord drunk!

If you smell it, you will get drunk, this is a particularly strong wine, because it is too strong, it is too volatile and volatilized, and what is volatilized is alcohol, so you will get drunk when you smell it.

Overlord drunk is such a wine, it is much milder than sunset drunk, although sunset drunk will be very mild when drunk in the mouth. But when He entered the womb, there was a warm sun-like feeling in his abdomen, and he felt that there would be a scorching heat of the scorching sun rising in his body.

Those who practice martial arts have tasted the sunset drunk of the wine saint and know it. This kind of wine can accelerate the operation of the internal force in his body, so Xu Yang and Wang Daoming are both extremely fond of the wine saint's wine.

The burning knife is also made of a special material, and compared with the sunset drunk, the burning knife has a rather strong feeling.

When a person who practices martial arts drinks the burning knife brewed by the Holy Brew, there will be a sudden eruption of internal force, like the feeling of a volcanic eruption, and as soon as it erupts, it feels like the whole body is full of heat. Sometimes people who are not too precise in their internal force control will see that his whole body is bubbling with white gas.

This is a kind of medicinal power, and it is also the part of the medicinal power that cannot be absorbed when helping people practice martial arts. I all know that if the strength in my body is too full when I practice martial arts, there will be some problems.

In ancient times, there were people who could gather three flowers and instill their life's skills into a person's body. Let's be honest. If there is no special method, this person is very easy to explode and die.

Therefore, the power in the body should not be too full, so the wine brewed by Jiusheng does not have this problem at all, and it cannot be absorbed and excreted from the body.

"The old man is a wine saint, he has been addicted to alcohol all his life, and he has made countless wines, and this overlord drunk is quite proud of the old man's work in his life."

"Dead old man, no matter how good your wine is. What's the use of that! The Golden Killer had just continuously defeated the Wine Saint's attack, and at this time, the confidence in his heart directly skyrocketed. He didn't take the wine saint in his eyes at all, he now felt that the Huaxia wine saint was a bluff old man, and there was nothing great about it at all.

The wine saint ignored this arrogant man, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and it never went down, he looked at the golden killer coldly.

"The old man's overlord drunk is an extremely unique wine, do you think this gourd is like that!"

Yang Feng was really confused by this sentence, and then looked into the air, but found that if these wines were put into that wine gourd, there would be ten times as many as them, and the wine gourd would not be able to fit in at all.

The wine is directly compressed!

Everyone understood what the wine saint wanted to express, the alcohol was directly compressed, so it was so strong.

"Humph! What does this mean that you are a very skilled winemaker? Is this what you rely on! It seems that the wine saint of Huaxia is really just a joke.

The Golden Slayer didn't know what to say anymore, he had basically made up his mind now, and then rushed towards the Wine Saint, the savage momentum was amazing.

"Wine, yes, you're too bad!"

The Golden Slayer gave his own answer, and then rushed towards the Wine Saint, he was ready to directly divide the winner head-on.

The Wine Saint approached his body, then slapped his hands out, and was swept backwards by the huge momentum for a while, and then slowly landed.

He was not knocked off as he imagined, and his light skills of the wine saint were also extremely clever, and there was a very decadent one, but worthy of its name - Drunken Crane Riding the Wind!

I don't know if this light skill was created by himself or taught to him by others, it is very weird, but it is undeniable that it is quite a powerful light body kung fu.

He landed his body on the ground like a bird, without the slightest scar, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was more obvious, and then there was a mocking meaning.

"Tagawa Xiao'er, is this your golden killer! Believe it or not, the old man kills him in seconds! ”

"Arrogance!"

For the wine saint who suddenly became confident, he thought that he was bluffing at this moment, and the golden killers were now forcing him to be powerless, and he could torture and talk nonsense!

The Golden Slayer licked his scarlet lips and looked at the Wine Saint with a sneer, he was a beast, the kind of beast in the jungle, a beast that only knew how to kill.

Dongyang cultivated him to kill and complete all the tasks, his strength is also the best of these people in Dongyang, he has his own pride, at this time, seeing the provocative words of the wine saint, he has only one thought, that is, to tear this old man to pieces!

So he rushed towards the wine saint like a beast.

"Lao Tzu, no matter what realm you are, under absolute power, in a powerful realm, it will be broken!" The Golden Slayer's eyes were already red.

There was a faint golden light on his body and outside his body, it was the kind of Gang Qi that was quite strong, and the sense of destruction on it could be felt from a long distance.

The Wine Saint's eyes faintly looked at the golden killer who rushed towards him and was ready to destroy him, the corners of his mouth hooked fiercely, and his index and middle fingers snapped lightly.

"Wine Domain, Burning Plains!" (To be continued.) )