Xu Yeqiu was not familiar with Kazama drunk, and he had never seen Kazama drunk since Kazama passed through the weak water river by walking a rope.

However, Xu Yeqiu did not underestimate Kazama's drunkenness, because the other party was able to cross the weak water river in a dangerous way such as walking a rope, and his courage must be extraordinary. What made him even more concerned was that he was already a Da Luo Jin Immortal, but he couldn't see Kazama's drunken cultivation!

In other words, it is very likely that the other party deliberately concealed his cultivation!

Looking at Kazama drunk vigilantly, Xu Yeqiu pulled out his long sword and tried Kazama, "I advise you to go down, you are not my opponent!"

"Yes, you haven't fought before, how do you know that this seat is not your opponent?" Kazama was drunk and relaxed, and there was no nervousness at all.

"Ben Shao gave you the stairs, you didn't appreciate it?" Xu Yeqiu's face sank.

Kazama looked at the eight-zhang luck dragon behind Xu Yeqiu, and said: "This seat feels that the dragon behind me is too small and not powerful enough, if you give half of the luck dragon behind you to this seat, this seat can consider it!"

Xu Yeqiu glared at Kazama drunken coldly, "Since you don't know each other, don't blame Ben Shao for being ruthless!" After that, Xu Yeqiu's body left a figure in place, but his deity had already rushed to Kazama's body and swung the sword in his hand at Kazama!

"Brush"

The long sword volleyed into the air, bringing a burst of cold ghostly light, and Kazama was drunk and found that the aura used by Xu Yeqiu actually had the breath of netherworld!

Xu Yeqiu is an immortal cultivator, he will never be able to absorb the Netherworld Qi!

The black eyes narrowed slightly, and Kazama began to observe Xu Yeqiu carefully.

The Black Stygian spear picked the long sword through, and Kazama began to launch a fierce attack.

Xu Yeqiu sneered at the corner of his mouth, and there was a black aura around his body. Kazama was drunk and instantly understood what was going on!

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Xu Yeqiu, a generation of heavenly pride, actually chose to accept the inheritance of foreign demons!

"Xu Yeqiu, where did you receive the inheritance?" Kazama asked. He had also searched for many ruins, but he had never found any traces of extraterritorial demons.

Xu Yeqiu listened to Kazama's drunken question and smiled proudly, "This has nothing to do with you! You just need to know that you are not my opponent!"

After finishing speaking, the aura around Xu Yeqiu's body suddenly shook, and there were thirty-six jet-black long swords in front of him. This long sword is not a real sword, but is condensed from the aura of the netherworld.

Thirty-six black long swords were spread out in front of Xu Yeqiu in a circular shape, with an endless killing aura.

Xu Yeqiu looked at Kazama drunk with contempt, and snorted: "Sword wheel!"

With Xu Yeqiu's shout, the tip of the thirty-six black long swords turned in vain, pointing directly at Kazama.

"Hahahaha, go die!" Xu Yeqiu laughed, his face a little hideous.

Kazama shook his head with a regretful face, this Xu Yeqiu was clearly controlled by what the extraterritorial demon had passed down to him, and now even his personality was distorted.

"How can it be so easy to kill this seat?" Kazama's drunken flat lips sneered, and the black spear roared out, and he gently picked at the black long sword one by one.

The black spear collided with the black sword transformed by the Netherworld's aura, as if it had hit an egg with a stone, easily shattering the black spear, causing it to dissipate into black points of light.

Seeing this, Xu Yeqiu's face changed slightly, but he quickly calmed down, "You are really hiding your strength!, but the attack just now should be the strongest attack you can use, right?" Xu Yeqiu looked at Kazama coldly, but his expression was quite arrogant.

Anyway, in Xu Yeqiu's opinion, what if Kazama was drunk and hid his strength?

Moreover, Kazama has used his strongest attack, and he hasn't used all his strength yet!

Without a trace of pity, Xu Yeqiu's eyes were full of coldness, "Sword Swing Canyon!"

With a loud drink, Xu Yeqiu's right wrist made a strange flip, and he swept out a terrifying sword move at Kazama, and his body then turned into a posture of turning his back to Kazama and swinging a long sword with his right hand.

Xu Yeqiu thought that his current posture must be very handsome and stylish, and there must be many people below who were shocked by his terrifying and chic attack.

His eyes looked at the ground coldly, and the corners of his lips were hooked proudly, Xu Yeqiu was immersed in the fantasy that everyone was shocked by his killing move, and after a while, he pretended to be calm and withdrew his right hand, and then turned to look at Kazama.

In Xu Yeqiu's imagination, Kazama must have died a miserable death!

However, when he was turning around, he only heard Kazama say in a drunken and joking voice: "Yo, Xu Yeqiu, that posture was good just now!

Xu Yeqiu was surprised to see that Kazama was unscathed, but when he thought of his previous fantasy and Kazama's drunken words, his face suddenly became as black as the bottom of the pot.

How could it be? How could he not be injured at all? This is not scientific!

Shouldn't Kazama be tragically dismembered by his terrible killing move?

"What's the matter, I'm not dead, it's hard for you to believe it?" Kazama said as he looked at Xu Yeqiu's surprised expression.

"How could you not be dead? This is impossible!" Xu Yeqiu said angrily.

"You feel too good about yourself, don't you? Even the sword that didn't touch the corner of the Honza's clothes tried to kill the Honza?" Kazama sneered.

"Shut up for me!Die!" Xu Yeqiu was furious, he deeply felt that he had become a big joke in the eyes of everyone just now!

And the reason why he became a laughing stock is because Kazama drunk didn't die!

If he dies, everyone will cheer for him and be shocked by him!

It's all Kazama's fault, only when he dies can he wash away the shame on himself!

"Brush Brush Brush"

The sword qi swept towards Kazama's drunk body one after another.

And Kazama was drunk, but he was like a cat playing with mice, dodging while provoking Xu Yeqiu's sword with the black spear.

"Bell"

The guns and swords collided, and there was a piercing collision.

And along with the sound of collision, there was also Xu Yeqiu's scream.

His wrist was directly swept by the energy brought up by Kazama's drunken black spear, and his wrist was instantly broken!

With a scream of "ah", the sword in Xu Yeqiu's hand also fell to the ground with a "clang".

However, Kazama didn't show mercy to Xu Yeqiu's subordinates, and the black spear stabbed lightly, directly giving Xu Yeqiu a heart-chill.

People like Xu Yeqiu must not stay. Because sooner or later he will become a demon, and the scourge will be endless!