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[Chapter 466]: Heavy snow suddenly falls, can you get drunk

Fang Zhi was devoted to drinking, and he had no distractions, since he practiced martial arts to the present, he had been carrying a heavy burden all the time, spending every day and night in vigilance, and rarely relaxing physically and mentally.

Only when he is with Lin Jing will his mind be stable and calm.

After five bottles of wine were put into his stomach, Fang Zhi only felt that his lower abdomen seemed to be burning with a warm fire.

This warmth made his consciousness blur a little, although the taste of the flowerless wine is not strong and contains a fragrance, but in the final analysis, this wine has great stamina!

The martial artists of the Yuan Dan Realm can drink at most one catty and eight taels.

This crystal jade bottle can hold eight taels of sake, Fang Zhi drank four catties in a row at this time, if an ordinary Earth Yuan Realm martial artist dared to drink it so violently, I am afraid that his stomach and abdomen would be burned through, and it was precisely because his physical body had been tempered that he could be so unscrupulous.

After the wine came up, Fang Zhi only felt that he was fluttering, and he was bored for a while, and he was so happy that he suddenly became a little infatuated.

The martial arts path is difficult, and he is even more cautious as a disciple of the Han Sect, but how long can that tense divine string be tense?

After a long time, how can you not be tired?

There are some words that can not be told to the soul elder, and Lin Jing is a million miles away, and the pain in it is probably only understood by Fang Zhi alone.

After two pillars of incense, Fang Zhi drank eight bottles of flowerless wine.

Six and a half catties of fierce wine into his stomach, even if he is a powerhouse in the Earth Yuan Realm, he is a little unbearable.

The intensity of the alcohol pounded his mind, causing him to look drunk.

And at this time...... On the street of the winery, several young warriors dressed in three-star talisman robes rushed to this place with iron faces.

The person who came was none other than several disciples of the Fu Master Guild headed by Liao Xing.

When Liao Xing first entered the wine pavilion, the disciples who were sitting on the wine table staring at Fang Zhi immediately got up and hurriedly came over.

Liao Xing, who has not been seen for a few days, is still the same as before that day, but at this time, his face is full of iron, and there is a thick anger flashing in his eyes.

"Where is it?" The moment he stepped into the wine pavilion, Liao Xing's face sank and asked in a cold voice.

A disciple stepped forward and silently pointed to Fang Zhidi's position, saying, "It's him." ”

Liao Xing followed his finger gaze, and when he saw Fang Zhidi for a moment, his face changed involuntarily, and he subconsciously exclaimed: "Is it him? is he Lin Xiaoqi?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Liao, I will never admit my mistake, it's him!" the disciple replied with great certainty.

At this point, Liao Xing's face couldn't help but turn blue, his complexion kept changing, and he immediately understood that he had been deceived by Fang Zhi in Qingzhou that day.

But why did Zhao Qingdie call him Fang Zhi again?

Liao Xing, who was distracted, didn't have much patience, and after taking out a three-grade talisman from the storage bag as a reward and giving it to the disciple who reported the news, he couldn't help but lead the two people behind him to stride towards Fang Zhi.

Fang Zhi, who was drinking at this time, had never noticed the scene in the wine pavilion at all.

Although he was extremely lax, Soul Elder had always scouted the movements around Fang Zhi.

At this time, seeing Liao Xing walking towards Fang Zhi, the soul elder silently reminded: "Liao Xing is here, most likely because he has seen through your identity and came to trouble you!"

"He'd better not mess with me. Fang Zhi, who was half-drunk and half-awake, heard the words of the soul elder, and replied coldly, still drinking the wine as before.

"I think he's going to mess with you. Seeing Liao Xing coming murderously, the soul elder said coldly.

The next moment, Liao Xing was already close to Fang Zhi's wine table.

Liao Xing's face was full of frost and cold, and when he got closer, he sat opposite Fang Zhidi, his eyes were sharp like poisonous snakes, he lowered his voice, and asked hoarsely: "Should I call you Lin Xiaoqi, or should I call you Fang Zhi?"

"I'm in a bad mood right now, I hope you can stay away from me, or I'll kill someone. Fang Zhi raised his eyebrows, raised his head indifferently and drank all the flowerless wine in the cup, and spoke indifferently.

"So, you are Lin Xiaoqi?" Liao Xing was not afraid at all, but a strong anger flashed in his eyes.

"I repeat, stay away from me, or I'll kill you. Fang Zhi raised his head and crushed the wine glass in his hand.

The quality of his physical body reached the middle grade of the spiritual weapon, and he instantly crushed the wine glass into sifted powder.

"Really, how about we go out and have a fight in the martial arts?" Liao Xing's face was shaking, and his eyes were extremely cold.

If it weren't for the rule that no force can be used in the city, I'm afraid he would have flipped the table and started at this time.

"You insist on looking for death, don't you?" Fang Zhi leaned back in his chair, his delicate cheeks had a wine-scented flush, and his drunken eyes looked indifferently at Liao Xing in front of him.

Liao Xing was not only cold, but full of murderous intent, and roared in a low voice: "I can't ask for it, why don't you and I go to the martial arts and have a battle of life and death?"

"Where is the martial arts?" Fang Zhi raised his head, closed his eyes, and asked casually.

Liao Xing sneered and immediately replied: "Jiuge Street walks along the north, and the fork in the road is five hundred steps!"

"Go, then I will fulfill you. Fang Zhi didn't think about it, he immediately got up, casually took the last bottle of fig wine in his hand, lifted the lid of the pot and poured it into his mouth.

Walking out of the wine pavilion, Fang Zhi found that it was suddenly snowing in the silent night.

It looked like the snow had just fallen, and the ground had just been covered with a layer of silver makeup.

Liao Xing and the three followed, and the two subordinates behind him, one of them showed concern on his face, and said to him: "Senior brother, isn't it appropriate? This Lin Xiaoqi is a good seedling that is rare to see in the Fu Master Guild for a hundred years, and you and him are fighting to the death...... If something really goes wrong with him, the ancestors will probably be furious. ”

"Hehe, I'll break one of his legs and let him have a longer memory, it's okay!" Liao Xing strategized, looking like he was in control of the overall situation.

After he said this, the two disciples immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Although every state city has a rule that no force can be used, most cities have martial arts rings!

The purpose of the martial arts ring is to allow those disgruntled warriors to have a fight, whether it is a battle of life and death, or an ordinary competition.

As long as you use force in the martial arts ring, you don't have to suffer the punishment of the city rules!

The goose feathers and snow fell to the ground, and Fang Zhidi's steps were a little frivolous at this time, and his body staggered.

Liao Xing followed behind him, and the contempt in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

is such a guy who can't even dispel the urge to drink and can't walk steadily, but he deserves to be called a peerless genius that is rare in a hundred years for the guild?

What a joke!

God is really blind, and he actually gives such a person an excellent talent in martial arts!

"When I abolish one of his legs today, the word Liao Xing will definitely become famous in the Northern Regions, which is also what this son deserves!"