"This kid is weird!"

Another Tongtian Realm peak cultivator on the side, after seeing this scene of lightning and fire, couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and secretly said that this time he might have really looked away.

Although this cultivator, like Ma Nanfeng, thought that Yun Xiao might be a trick to break the palm of the long letter, but the strange behavior of the young man had already made him a little vigilant.

The scene that happened in the depths of this drunken hall was naturally seen clearly by Lu Ye not far away, and his mood at this moment couldn't help but be quite complicated, and even gave birth to a trace of awe.

Originally, Lu Ye only thought that Yun Xiao was resistant to wine, and when he was outside, he only stepped forward to talk to Yun Xiao because his first impression was good.

But he didn't expect that even Shan Changxin, a powerhouse in the late stage of the Tongtian Realm, would have his palm cut off by one of his swords, such a ghostly method was simply terrifying.

And Yun Xiao was so strong, while making Lu Ye shocked and frightened, he also had a trace of worry, after all, that Shan Changxin was the great elder of the Imperial Palace of Drunken Immortal City, and it was absolutely impossible for the Imperial Palace to give up if he was injured like this.

However, compared to Sima Nanfeng of the Imperial Palace, the mood of these two was a little insignificant, and at this moment, he looked at Shan Changxin's distorted face, and his lungs were almost exploding.

"Little bastard, do you know what you're doing?"

Ma Nanfeng, who was angry and attacking, where was the stability of being the emperor palace in the outside world at this moment, if it was possible, he couldn't wait to take action immediately and break the rough boy into pieces.

"What are you doing? You can't see it yourself? Do you only allow the elders of your imperial palace to shout and kill others, but you don't allow others to resist? What kind of truth is this?"

For the imperial palace with his back to the Canglong Emperor Palace, how could Yun Xiao have a slight good impression, and when he heard his words, the two who were still sober were a little stunned.

In fact, above today's Ninefold Dragon Sky, the imperial palaces of the major cities really have this kind of deterrent power, and sometimes, for the sake of the family sect, even if they are bullied by the people of the imperial palace, they can only swallow their anger.

How do you know that when you encounter such a thorn in the head of Yun Xiao today, not only did she forcibly hurt the great elder of the imperial palace, but also spoke wildly, moving this unwritten rule to the surface.

Some things can't be said on the surface, after all, the imperial palace still has to pretend to maintain justice and order on the surface, like this kind of rhetoric that occupies the truth, even if Ma Nanfeng is full of mouth, he may not be able to argue with Yun Xiao.

If you want to talk about eloquence, Yun Xiao has never been afraid of anyone, let alone in such a situation, so for a while, Ma Nanfeng and Shan Changxin were a little speechless, and their faces were even more swollen and purple.

Call......

And at this moment, it was as if a breeze was blowing in this hall, making several people look awe-inspired, and then turned their eyes to the direction where the wind came from.

Although Ma Nanfeng wanted to kill Yun Xiao immediately, this was the Drunken Temple, and he still had some scruples, or he was afraid of the boss behind the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, so he forcibly endured this breath first.

It's just that the long letter turned his head and looked a little resentful, it seems that he has not forgotten the revenge of the broken palm for a while, maybe when will it break out again.

"Huh? This breath ......."

When Yun Xiao also turned his head because of the slightest movement, he sensed that the air in this drunken hall seemed to have become a little different at this moment, at least slightly different from the smell of wine just now.

This is also the soul power of Yun Xiao's half-step holy stage, so that he can sense this change, as for the others, their faces are a little dazed, obviously they don't know what the wind just now means.

"Tsk, it seems that that person's strength is really far beyond these guys in the Heavenly Realm!"

Sensing the change in the smell of wine in the main hall, Yun Xiao's eyes flashed with a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and then looked at the few people over there with a little playfulness, as if he was expecting something.

"Not good!"

The first person to react was the Great Elder Shan Changxin of the Imperial Palace, seeing that his face changed slightly, he finally sensed something, but unfortunately he only sensed it at this time, obviously it was a little too late.

Or maybe it was this Great Elder of the Imperial Palace in the late stage of the Tongtian Realm, after being cut off by Yun Xiao, his ability to resist the wine qi was far less powerful than at the beginning, and this was the way to go.

Plop!

After only a few breaths, when Shan Changxin's face became red, he finally couldn't support it and fell to the ground, looking at it, it was like drinking a hundred and ten jars of fine wine and getting drunk directly.

Obviously, the breeze that suddenly blew just now was the blessing of the wine in this drunken hall, like Ma Nanfeng or that Tongtian Realm peak cultivator, although he couldn't sense something deeper, but at least this wine was a little strong.

The purpose of Ma Nanfeng coming here to participate in the Drunken Immortal Conference was to find out the details of the boss behind the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, and secondly, to covet the ultimate Saint-level wine reward.

This Ma Nanfeng himself is a senior drunkard, and his thirst for saint-level wine is not much worse than that of ordinary cultivators, since he has come here, then he will definitely not take the initiative to admit defeat.

What's more, Ma Nanfeng's opponent at the moment has only one cultivator who is also at the peak of the Tongtian Realm, and there is also a little boy who doesn't know what to call it, how can he be willing to admit defeat?

Especially after Shan Changxin fell to the ground, it was even more impossible for Ma Nanfeng to give up the pursuit of the final wine, not only for himself, but also for the dignity of the imperial palace.

It's a pity that Ma Nanfeng didn't realize the strength of the person behind the scenes at all, just with his cultivation at the peak of the Heavenly Realm, I'm afraid he doesn't even have the qualifications to be put in the eyes of that person, right?

At this time, Ma Nanfeng subconsciously carried his majestic pulse qi in order to go further, and at the same time, the remaining peak powerhouse of the Tongtian Realm naturally would not give up easily.

These two people are running their pulses to compete with the smell of wine, but on the other hand, Yun Xiao's face still does not change, as if he is walking leisurely towards the front, looking even more chic.

Even Yun Xiao couldn't even sense too many pulse qi fluctuations on his body, it was like an ordinary person walking on the street, which made the two minds next to him feel a little strange.

"It seems that this kid really has some treasures on his body to restrain the smell of alcohol!"

Forcibly operating the pulse qi, in order to barely resist the strong smell of Manan Feng, the thoughts in his heart were once again a little fixed, and perhaps this is the only reason in his heart that can explain the strangeness of the rough-clothed boy.

Otherwise, how could a hairy boy in his early twenties be stronger than these old monsters who have lived for an unknown number of years in addition to his ability to resist alcohol?

"Huh?"

Just when Ma Nanfeng was greedy for the treasures that might exist on Yun Xiao's body, his eyes suddenly turned, and then the two next to him also clearly saw that in the depths of this drunken temple, the scenery seemed to have become a little different.

I saw that in the depths of the drunken hall that was still foggy just now, a desk several feet wide stood up, and on top of the table, there was a wine jar that exuded an ancient atmosphere, which looked a little strange.

"Is that the Holy Order?"

Sensing the special aura emanating from the wine jar, Ma Nanfeng and another cultivator at the peak of the Tongtian Realm all had a trace of excitement in their eyes.

"Holy Rank Wine, you must be my Ma Nanfeng!"

At this moment, the lord of the Imperial Palace seemed to have selectively forgotten even his hatred for Yun Xiao, and he could hear him mutter, showing his inner unpeace.

Sou!

However, at this moment, the originally tepid peak powerhouse of the Tongtian Realm suddenly moved, and he swept towards the wine jar at an extremely fast speed.

"Meng Zhidao, you are looking for death!"

Seeing this, Ma Nanfeng's face couldn't help but be gloomy as if he was about to drip water, and hearing the name in his mouth, Yun Xiao knew for the first time that he actually knew that person.

But after thinking about it, Yun Xiao was relieved, after all, Drunken Immortal City is so big, a powerhouse at the peak of the Tongtian Realm is comparable to the powerhouse of the Imperial Palace, how can Ma Nanfeng not pay more attention to it?

In fact, this Meng Zhidao is the head of a big family in Drunken Immortal City, and if you just look at the pulse qi cultivation, it is not under Ma Nanfeng, but the backgrounds of the two sides have no contrast.

Compared to other low-level cultivators, Meng Dao didn't have too much fear of Ma Nanfeng, especially before this might be a Saint-level wine, he was really a little uncontrollable.

Most of the people who can come to participate in this drunken immortal conference are people who are addicted to alcohol, and this Meng Dao is no exception, and he also knows that the so-called holy rank wine may be able to make his pulse qi cultivation that has not moved for a long time, and then mention it again.

Legend has it that every winemaker who can make a saint-level wine must reach the saint-level level or above, and from that kind of saint-level wine, you may be able to get a trace of insight to break through to the level of the three realms of the holy vein.

Under such circumstances, even if Naman Nanfeng was the head of the Imperial Palace, Meng Zhidao would not have the slightest concession, which was the courage that every peak cultivator of the Tongtian Realm should have.

If you don't even have the courage to compete with others, then if you want to break through to the three realms of the Holy Vein, I'm afraid that this Meng Dao will become a mirror and become a fantasy from now on.

Therefore, hearing the threatening voice of Ma Nanfeng behind him, Meng Zhidao, who had already made up his mind, did not pay attention to it at all, he believed that as long as he could get the wine jar first, even if Ma Nanfeng wanted to snatch it away, he might not be able to do it easily.

As for the rough-clothed boy who also walked here, although Meng Zhidao was amazed by the weirdness of cutting off Shan Changxin's palm, he didn't really take it too seriously, and after some obscure hole cards were revealed, the threat was no longer so big. ()

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