When the knife in the hand of the Amaterasu Evil God was about to fall on the neck of the young master of the Lan family, he suddenly heard a muffled sound of "pop", and then, the knife in his hand was hit hard by an object and turned to the side. Amaterasu was slightly surprised and calmed down, but saw a roasted chicken leg hit the back of the knife, rolled to the ground, and was steaming hot, so he tightened the knife in his hand, looked around, and shouted viciously: "Brave enough, get out of the ...... for Lao Tzu."

Before the words fell, a thing flew again, so fast, rushed into the mouth, only to feel slippery and greasy, shaking the teeth painful, Amaterasu was startled, and hurriedly spit out the contents of the mouth, but saw that it was a chicken buttocks, spread on the ground, shiny and tender, and couldn't help but be angry in my heart, and screamed: "Grandma's, which turtle grandson, get out of Lao Tzu!"

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help laughing.

When Amaterasu saw it, he became more and more angry, his face was blue for a while, purple for a while, extremely ugly, and he shouted viciously: "Damn, if you don't come out again, Lao Tzu will kill him!"

Everyone only listened to the sound of "pop", like a slap in the face, and with a "ah-yo", they saw that the sky could not kill anyone, raising their hands to cover their cheeks, grinning in pain, and looking around. Everyone saw that after another chicken leg hit Amaterasu in the face, it fell to the ground, bounced it, and rolled off to the side with a grunt. Then, I saw the young man in a shabby coarse cloth and blue robe on the chief seat standing up with a bowl of wine, laughing, just a few hatreds.

Ji Ji looked at the evil god Amaterasu, raised his head, drank all the wine in the bowl, and said with a smile: "Hey, this benevolent brother, I see that as soon as you come, you will be very busy, and in your life, you will be as busy as you every day, what fun is there, this is not good." ...... The chicken thighs and chicken butts just now should taste pretty good, well, I ate a large piece before, and I personally think that the taste of this Pingliang roast chicken is very good, so I especially recommend you to try it, it tastes good, isn't it?...... Haha, this benevolent brother, why don't you come here, sit down, drink, eat meat, and look at beautiful women, it's not a bad thing in life, haha, how about it?"

With flowers in his mouth, chattering, he turned his head to look at the flame dress, Gu Zi took the wine jar, poured a bowl full of it, took it up, Meimei took a big sip, and laughed.

Flame Nishang turned her head away, snorted heavily, and ignored him.

"You turtle grandson, roll over to Lao Tzu. ...... Eat meat, Lao Tzu eat your mother's meat!" A.Amaterasu didn't get angry, pushed the young master of the Lan family away, clenched the knife in his hand tightly, his eyes were red, he looked at him viciously, and screamed.

He laughed, took a jar of old wine on the table, staggered, walked out slowly, stood five steps in front of Amaterasu's evil god, looked at Amaterasu with a smile, and said, "Didn't you say that you are high in kung fu? ...... Hehe, you have high kung fu, you say that you are not right, the Buddha respects three incense sticks, and people salute three sips of wine, right. I toast you, you don't drink, I let you eat meat, but you want to eat your mother's meat, haha, you are really interesting. ......" grinned and babbled.

The Amaterasu Evil God was already angry, screamed at the top of his voice, and leaned forward, stabbing straight at the enemy.

Ji Ji grinned, carried the wine jar, and no longer spoke, stepped on the Bagua Pisces step, slid a step diagonally to the side, avoided the sharp blade of Amaterasu, and his body fell down, half lying on the ground, lifting the wine jar, and taking a beautiful sip.

When Amaterasu saw it, he was furious in his heart, turned around, and slashed at the half-lying on the ground.

Ji Ji half squinted his eyes, held the wine jar in his left hand, and gently put his right elbow on the ground, his body was already floating up, his body was horizontal in the air, he turned half a circle, facing the momentum of Amaterasu, his legs kicked and swept

And out, a kick on the knife side of Amaterasu's cut, and a kick to Amaterasu's chest, "bang", is kicking Amaterasu's chest. Amaterasu couldn't help but take two steps back, and there was a sharp pain in his chest.

Amaterasu didn't take the young man in front of him in his eyes, he didn't expect this person to be so fast, and at this time, although he was drunk and crooked, he was really a hidden person, so he put away his contempt.

When everyone in the field saw that there was no room for revenge, their legs were like the wind, and they couldn't help but cheer.

Amaterasu stabilized his mind, took a knife trick in his left hand, unfolded the oblique moon knife technique, bullied forward, and rushed to attack several enemies.

Ji Jiqiu carried the wine jar in his left hand, stepped on the Bagua Pisces step, his body was dignified, he took a step to the left side, avoided the blade, the wine jar in his left hand hit the knife body, and his right hand poked out, and his five fingers were like hooks, and he went straight to the door of Amaterasu. The left and right hands are used together, the wine jar disturbs the enemy, and the right hand is attacked. Amaterasu Evil God waved the ring head knife in his hand, and performed the oblique moon knife technique, which was extraordinary, and when he unfolded the knife momentum, he saw the knife flowers flying, the pieces of dark shadows slashed, the knife was scattered, and the knife did not leave the vital parts of the opponent's body.

Seeing his sharp sword, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered the essence of calligraphy and painting that Lan Lan said: "calm and vigorous, round and free, not dry or lewd, moist as jade, undulating and orderly, vertical and horizontal", and according to his father's summary of swordsmanship, "There should be some defects in swordsmanship and calligraphy and painting, which are too perfect, and they are vulgar, and they are crafts, not art, father's" Getaway's swordsmanship, kill a person in ten steps, thousands of miles without leaving the chic and comfortable, between heaven and earth, each time the sword is a little different, such as the pen and ink of calligraphy and painting, round and moisturizing and meaningful, giving people great enjoyment. As soon as he thought of this, his body suddenly changed, and the wine jar in his hand was no longer a wine can, but a paintbrush, the wine was ink, and the sword shadow from Amaterasu's dense attack was the rice paper on which he painted.

When the wine is drunk or in the vibration of his hand, it splashes out, and the splashed wine will hit the evil god Amaterasu between his hand and wave it.

Everyone sees, both of them are fast, gestures and knife skills are weird and abnormal, one is obscene and thin, like a monkey jumping up and down, the other is elegant, clothes are like butterflies, one is handsome and one ugly, one is tall and one is short, a knife and a can, between the entanglements, you may hear the crisp sound of the knife touching the wine jar "dangdang", which makes people dazzled.

The wine jar is in its hand, sometimes sliding along the blade, sometimes the wine splashes out, there is a void in the real, there is a real reality, every time the wine can and the blade touch, it is not real, it is like the soft tip of the brush, finely crafted, a touch passes, elegant, smart, with the different strength and speed, the drawing effect of the knife shadow as the rice paper is also different. The wine splashes like ink, the ink is colorful, and the dots fly out, sometimes it will penetrate the dense sword of the Amaterasu evil god, and the vitality of the brush and ink falls on the Amaterasu evil god, just like the rain drops into the lake, splashing the water-colored flowers, the smoke is warm, stirring up the microwave sparkling on the water surface, and it seems to be really connected with the air veins of the tide and the evening in the landscape painting.

The wine jar, the wine, and the shadow of Amaterasu's knife are the paintbrushes, the splashed ink, and the rice paper in Luoyang, which are perfectly combined at this time, which is exactly what Lan Lan mentioned, and when the three are perfectly combined, it is a trio band, providing rich and colorful space and changes for the taste of pen and ink.

A few hats to the pot as a pen, a pen wave down, between the clouds and flowing water, wonderful, the wine can in the hand, the wine in the hands of the agitation, splashing like a flower, a few hatred in the calligraphy and painting to the fullest, always laugh a lot, long sleeves wave, like the smooth and vivid charm in the landscape painting.

The two of them are erratic, with different techniques, and they have several tricks, one

The blade is like snow, dense as snow flakes, just like a few enemies on the head, shoulders, and around the body, accumulating a thin layer of snow. A wine jar is dignified, elegant, agile as the wind, and passes by Amaterasu every time it is not allowed to happen.

Both sides are good at winning, are proficient in magic skills to play kung fu first-class masters, between the fighting, do not make the tricks real, a little hair is received, so dismantled thirty or forty moves, Wu Zi does not distinguish between victory and defeat.

Seeing that he couldn't fight for a long time, he suddenly sold a flaw, revealing his left figure, Amaterasu saw it, and took the opportunity to go straight up, and the knife in his hand was hurriedly swung out, slamming the opponent's chest, and screaming: "Die!" A knife stabbed out, the tip of the knife was slightly off, and it poked straight at the left chest of the enemy.

A few hatreds laughed a long time, stepped on the gossip double fish step, slid up to the right, his body was like the wind, his left hand jar vibrate, and the knife in Amaterasu's hand swept through the outer door, stirring up a pool of wine floating in the air, and his right arm suddenly pierced out, his five fingers were like hooks, grabbing the wine, and splashing it from the gap in the shadow of the knife exposed by Amaterasu, and with a wave. Amaterasu hurriedly bent down and swung his sword in an arc, trying to block the rush of drink. Ji Ji had already seen this, and his right hand hooked and waved, only to see that a little bit of wine was spilled again, like a bee, and with a wave of it, it was more powerful than lightning.

That day, the evil god could not avoid it, "oops" A scream of pain, short dodge, wine like arrows, but where to dodge, couldn't help but roll to the ground, stood up in embarrassment, covered his left cheek, grinning in pain.

Everyone looked intently, and when they saw Amaterasu's face, they couldn't help but laugh happily.

Yan Nishang looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but smile, only to see that Amaterasu's left and right faces were covered with a little bit of blood, just like a rash that had just appeared. Amaterasu himself gave birth to the sharp-beaked monkey gills, and when he saw it at this time, his face was full of blood-red pockmarks, which was very funny.

"Grandma, what are you laughing at? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you all......! Grandma's, it's painful to die!" Amaterasu gently rubbed his hand against the pitted blood spots on his face, grinning in pain, and said in a shrieked voice of anger.

"Yes, do you still want to fight? Then you don't have to go back,...... Amaterasu. He laughed, raised the wine jar, took a big sip, looked at the Amaterasu evil god, stood up straight, said coldly, and slowly pulled out the hairpin on the bun, swayed in the wind, and turned into a slender and narrow three-foot folding iron sword.

Amaterasu could hear the cold killing intent in the laughter, and couldn't help but be angry, and immediately turned his head to look at the revenge, his eyes were red, he held the ring-headed knife tightly in his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "How are you going?"

Amaterasu was careless for a while, and killed his senior sister Nalan Rouruo in Nantian Tianting that day, and he felt a little guilty in his heart, so in this life, he was only afraid of his junior brother Fanxiang alone, and at this time, in the laughter of a few hatreds, a cold look flashed, and his tone was cold, and he smelled the breath of death, and he couldn't help but be afraid in his heart.

"Kill him, kill him, avenge the dead brothers,...... Kill Beigong, the ugly monkey. ”

"Stand up to Beigong and avenge your dead brother!"

"Kill this turtle grandson, kill this turtle grandson!"

At this time, everyone in the field was clamoring, shouting, shouting, and more than 10,000 voices were buzzing, like a swarm of bees gathered together, and the scene began to be enthusiastic again.

Seeing this, the Amaterasu evil god gradually condensed with bloodshot eyes, looked around at the people on the field, turned his head to look at the revenge, and said sharply: "Boy, what is your name, report it, Lao Tzu will not kill the nameless." As he spoke, he also held the ring knife tightly in his hand.

Ji Ji looked at Amaterasu, paced two steps idly, raised the wine jar, took a sip beautifully, held the wine in his left hand, held a sword in his right hand, and danced in a long shirt, laughing, very comfortable and free.