Chapter 165: The Battle of the Strong

Looking at the exit of the alley, a figure slowly walked out. It was a scruffily dressed middle-aged drunk man with a dirty face and a white bone flask in his hand.

This man is very strong!

Ye Yu felt a powerful aura lurking in the body of a middle-aged drunk, like a lying tiger and a sharp sword in its sheath. In front of this drunkard, Ye Yu was like an ant to a human, this feeling, he had felt in the young officers of Tianfeng City and the Purple King, this drunk man was the third person to make him feel this way.

"Hey, people nowadays, they're really ignorant." He said as he shoved a blood-stained wallet into his arms. He immediately found Ye Yu on the side, showing a kind smile, he raised the wine jug in his hand, "Little brother, I accidentally got lost in this city, where can I find a place to sell wine." ”

Ye Yu raised his stiff arm and pointed in the direction of the restaurant. The drunk man walked towards Ye Hao, he subconsciously tensed his muscles, but the drunk man just patted him lightly on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, hey, in this world now, there are really not many kind-hearted people." ”

The drunk man pulled on his slippers and staggered towards the restaurant. It wasn't until he disappeared from Ye Yu's sight that the latter let out a long breath and relaxed his tense body.

This drunk, with the young officer, the Purple King is definitely a level of character! There is still such a powerful existence in this outlaw city! Are these people here for the Soul Stone? Ye Yu was a little worried, now that the strong people in the Outlaw City are gathered, once the matter of his own soul stone is exposed, will he Ye Yu be able to deal with this group of strong people? The answer is clearly no.

Hey, when will I get stronger...... Ye Yu turned around a little frustrated and wanted to leave. Before he could lift his feet, he heard a cold voice not far behind him.

"Long time no see, drunkard."

"Ah, who should I be, it turned out to be Lord Long Poyun Dragon of Benlong City, why did you also come to Death City for a tour? Hey, didn't your dragon guard come with you? ”

"To deal with you, you don't need Long Xiaowei!"

"Hey, what are you talking about, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and we will fight and kill as soon as we come, which hurts my feelings. Let's go, let's go for a drink, I'm in for a treat tonight. ”

"No, drunkard's wine, I can't afford to drink it."

Long Poyun's words made the scene instantly cold, and Ye Hao made up his mind several times, and finally turned around and sneaked in the direction where the two were talking.

In the middle of the wide road, a middle-aged drunk man stood opposite a sturdy man, who was dressed in metal armor and wore a bright red cloak on his back, which was quite retro, and it was the first time he had seen it in the last days. The metal armor was carved with delicate dragon patterns, and a dragon head on its chest was lifelike, as if it was about to break through the armor.

This Long Poyun is also a top powerhouse! The two unreservedly released their momentum, and the two majestic breaths collided together, like a hurricane sweeping in all directions, and Ye Yu felt that it was even a little difficult to breathe.

"Captain Long, are you unwilling to give me this face today?" The middle-aged drunk's words were a little colder.

"As long as you stay in this outlaw city honestly, I won't say anything or do anything. But if you want to make a move, I can only tell you that this soul stone does not belong to you. ”

"What if I refuse?" The drunkard said, "You should know my relationship with the Soul King. ”

"I don't care!" Long Poyun said proudly, "Soul Stone, I am determined to get it!" ”

"Then, let's make a move, but let me warn you first, don't go too far, this is the territory of the Purple King, he only dealt with a person from the Shadow Hall a few days ago, he won't give the face of the Shadow King, and I'm afraid your Long Poyun's face will not be good."

"The Purple King?" Long Poyun let out a disdainful laugh, "Others are afraid of him, I'm not afraid, I have the ability, let him go to Benlong City to find me." It just so happened that I taught his little henchman, the guy named Brute. Looking at the middle-aged drunk, Long Poyun slowly raised his fist.

"Take me and let you go."

"Ha, arrogant!" The middle-aged drunk man was also angered by Long Poyun's arrogance, "Come on, I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time." However, if I take your move, you will take my move too! ”

"I'm afraid you won't be able to take it!" Long Poyun let out a low roar, and a gray aura rose from his body, turning into a giant dragon coiled around his body. The big red cloak hunted and moved, Long Poyun's body flashed, his fist was like a surging river, and he went straight to the middle-aged drunk.

"Tyrannosaurus Fist: Cloud Breaker!"

At a distance of about 100 meters, Ye Yu still felt that he was enveloped by this punch, and he raised his hands and defended against Pei Ran's fist with all his might. Long Poyun's fist passed, and the powerful force lifted the ground and walls into the air. In the rubble of waste, the figure of Long Poyun was as mighty as a god.

One person, one punch, can be so powerful!

"Good time!" The middle-aged drunk, with a flick of his right hand, held the wine jug in his hand, stretched forward, just in front of Long Poyun's fist, the fist kettle was connected, and a loud bang was made, and a shock wave exploded from the junction, mercilessly crushing everything around. Stones and dirt flew all over the sky, and even Ye Yu in the distance was taken back two steps by the shockwave.

The two of them exploded with the power of a small bomb in just one blow, is this what humans can achieve? I'm afraid these two people have surpassed steel, right?

"Tyrannosaurus Fist, but that's it." With a breath, the middle-aged drunk took a step back. "Long Poyun, you also take my trick 'Heavy Rain'!" He flicked the flask, conjuring up countless shadows. With a wave of his arm, the shadow of the pot in the sky blasted towards Long Poyun like a torrential rain.

In the face of these countless pot shadows, even Long Poyun couldn't block them all, he simply raised his arms, and the dragon-shaped gray gas wrapped his whole body, like an armor, it seemed that he was directly preparing to eat the trick of a middle-aged drunk.

The stormy shadow of the pot hit Long Poyun's body, and a series of clanging sounds sounded, and he didn't know what kind of material the wine jug he was holding in his hand was made of, so hard. Long Poyun's body was beaten by the endless attacks and slid backwards a little, and his feet plowed two deep ravines on the ground. Ye Yu couldn't count how many attacks the middle-aged drunk man had made, and when he withdrew the wine jug in his hand,

"The 'rainstorm', one of the seven killings of the drunken pot, that's all?" Long Poyun lowered his arm, "It's really disappointing to me." ”

The two glared at each other a few times, and Long Poyun suddenly turned his head to look into the distance. "Hmph, this guy is not deaf. You remember, the Soul Stone is mine. If you don't make a move, I will admit your personal feelings, if you make a move, I will kill you with all my might! After the cruel words, Long Poyun waved his cloak and left in style.