More than a dozen big men stared at the man, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "Good amount of wine." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The man's thick eyebrows soothed, and one withered hand continued to support the table, and the other hand simply grabbed a jar of "three bowls of pour" that was as hot as fire, and poured it into his mouth violently.

However, this time, this altar, the man drank a little slowly, but it didn't seem like he was trying to complete the task of drinking the three jars, but like enjoying the mellow wine brought by the wine.

Cold Night's gaze never left the man, staring straight at the rusted sword that the man pressed on the table was almost unrecognizable. He always had a feeling in his heart that the powerful aura came from that very inconspicuous broken sword.

Jiang Ling is leisurely, he is just a drinker, the rivers and lakes are huge, boundless, one more right and wrong is better than one less.

The man drank two jars of wine, his body was suddenly hot, and he was full of wine, turned over and jumped, slapped the table violently, and smashed the table into four or five halves with one blow, and shouted: "Good wine, enjoyable, the old man hasn't been so happy for a long time." ”

The man once again called himself an old man, but no one at the scene believed it, judging from the man's beautiful face, he was definitely not an old man, at most a man in his thirties, the only thing that made everyone doubt was the man's withered body like rotten wood, especially the skin, which was like dead bark.

The man in the corner drank heartily, picked up the last jar of 'three bowls of pouring' with both hands, drank it all, and praised it repeatedly: "Happy, happy." ”

The shopkeeper looked at the man who always looked like a beggar on weekdays in disbelief, he really didn't expect the man to drink too much, he trembled and leaned over, and said, "Uncle, the three altars are finished!"

The man's thick eyebrows were slightly raised, as if he hadn't heard, and shouted, "Two more altars." ”

When this sentence came out of his mouth, the audience was shocked, no one expected that the man would propose to ask for two altars, perhaps everyone present thought that the man was going to get drunk to his own rhythm.

The shopkeeper subconsciously looked at more than a dozen big men and asked, "What about the wine money?"

More than a dozen big men didn't believe that a man who looked like a beggar could bear two more jars of such strong wine, and one of them said with a pockmarked face: "Give him wine, and I will pay for the wine." ”

It doesn't matter if the shopkeeper is making money anyway, no matter who drinks it, the key is to give money, he took out two jars of sealed 'three bowls of pouring' from the wine rack with doubts, put them in front of the man, and said, "Please use it slowly!"

This time, the shopkeeper didn't dare to be arrogant, and changed 'you use slowly' back to 'please use slowly', which was respectful and polite.

"Hah!"

The man smiled, tossed a few times, grabbed a jar of wine in each of his left and right hands, and poured it into his stomach violently.

Everyone present was shocked by the man's fierceness, and there was no sound for a long time, as if they were all watching the man's solo performance.

Suddenly, the flesh on Mazi's face was horizontal, and the sword at his waist was unsheathed, pointing at the man, and said, "You are playing tricks." ”

The other big men stared at Mazi with a confused look on their faces and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mazi took a sharp breath of air and said, "You smell it, is the smell of wine in the air stronger than before?"

Jiang Ling made an inhalation gesture and found that the smell of wine in the air was indeed several times higher than before.

Mazi stared at the man and said, "He, he used his aura to force out the wine, and steamed the forced wine into wine and released it into the air." ”

"What a strong aura!"

It is no longer possible for ordinary people to force the wine out of the body, not to mention that the wine that has just left the body is steamed into wine and released into the air, so that the wine that is drunk into the stomach without realizing it is enough to shock everyone present in the wine shop.

The man lazily picked up the rusted sword, ignoring everyone's reactions, and walked leisurely towards the door of the wine shop.

Mazi's face was unhappy, looking at the thin beggar's appearance, he never believed that the man had such strength, but he had to recognize the reality of the wine forcing out of the body.

He drew his sword, smacked his face, and said, "Stop!"

The breath of the air exploded, and the anger changed instantly.

The man couldn't see the pile of mundane things at all, and walked straight out without raising his head, but when he walked near Jiang Ling, he suddenly stopped, his brows were tight, his withered body trembled obviously, and the black broken sword in his hand couldn't help but release black light.

He raised his head and looked at Jiang Lingdao, "Who are you?"

Jiang was very strange, and thought: "There are so many people in the wine shop, why did they stop in front of me alone and ask my name, could it be that they found out my disguised identity?"

"No, I spent a lot of money to find a reliable store to disguise, so I shouldn't be easily discovered, so he asked me what my name was?"

Jiang Ling replied suspiciously: "Lin Jiang!"

"Okay, Lin Jiang, I remember you. ”

The man smiled at Jiang Ling, turned his head and continued to walk towards the door of the wine shop, as if the entire wine shop except Lin Jiang was air.

"Stop!"

Mazi's face was directly ignored, and he suddenly burst into anger, stopped the man, and shouted: "Stinky beggar, let you stop, didn't you hear?"

The man was not angry, gently removed the sword stretched out by Mazi, and continued to walk forward, ignoring Mazi's meaning at all.

At this time, Mazi was really angry, deliberately raised his voice, and shouted: "I want to die!"

As soon as the word 'death' was finished, Mazi aura protected his body, his footsteps moved quickly, and he stabbed at the man with a swing of his sword, as if to make the man pay the price for contempt.

Jiang Ling respected the man's drinking, and he hurriedly shouted, "Be careful." ”

The man did not appear flustered, nor did he rush to resist, and let the saber play for a while. When the saber that Asako stretched out was less than half a foot away from him, he raised his gaze and pulled out the black sword that was rusted at his waist and could not be seen.

"Dang!"

The two weapons collided, making a screeching sound.

The rusted black sword released black light, and it was just a touch, to everyone's surprise, it actually cut the saber that Mako cherished like life into two pieces.

"What a powerful sword!"

The most surprising thing was the cold night sitting on the side, from the moment he came in, he felt that the rusty sword was extraordinary, releasing black light, it was by no means an ordinary weapon, but it was like a serpentine sword in his hand, it belonged to a peerless good sword.

Mazi was still unconvinced, and he confronted the man, and he shouted: "Destroy my sword, take your life to pay back." ”

When the other big men got the call of Mazi, they drew their long swords one after another and surrounded the man, all of them looked fierce and vicious, as if they had to kill the man today.

Jiang Ling and the mercenaries in the cold night team had seen countless fighting scenes, but they had never seen the whole team bullying a beggar, and they were angry in their hearts.

After watching for a long time, the team leader issued an order: "It's not too early, hurry up, and go to the head of the iron-blooded regiment on an errand, don't worry about idle chores." ”

The mercenaries also knew that there was no need to fight against a mercenary man of unknown origin for a dead beggar, and although they were angry, they were not stupid enough to work for others.

After hesitating for a while, everyone gradually walked out of the hotel with the team leader, not intending to interfere in the upcoming fight.

More than a dozen big men were overjoyed, and watching the other mercenaries leave one by one, they realized that no one would care even if they killed the beggar in front of them.

In less than a while, in addition to a dozen big men and surrounded men, there were three people left in the wine shop.

One is the shopkeeper, he can't bear or want the fight to happen in the shop, he stepped forward and said: "Harmony makes money, there is something to discuss, there is no need to use a knife or a gun." ”

Mazi turned her face. glared at the shopkeeper and scolded: "Destroy my sword, you must pay for your life, I advise you to get acquainted, and get in quickly, lest the brothers make a move and do you too." ”

The shopkeeper's face changed greatly, and he quickly withdrew a few steps, hiding behind the counter, not daring to make a sound, and secretly staring at the change in atmosphere.

There is another person who has not left, Jiang Ling and Han Ye.

Cold night waits, waiting for an answer, an answer to the rusted black sword. Jiang Ling was waiting, waiting for an answer to a man's strength, because he really couldn't guess the man's strength, but he vaguely felt that the man was very strong.

"Kill me!"

Mazi's face was angry, he raised the table and slammed it against the man, scolding: "Destroy my sword, you must die." ”

The other big men swung their swords and slashed at the man with great speed.

Jiang Ling couldn't stand it anymore, jumped out of the table, raised his foot, kicked at a big man, and scolded: "I hate this kind of thing the most." ”

Cold Night pulled out the serpentine sword and jumped out, emitting a trace of cold air, and said, "I hate it too." ”

Mazi began to think that the two who didn't leave just wanted to watch a good show, but he didn't expect that they would also act, or play against the stage, he was suddenly furious and said, "Kill them together." ”

The man was not grateful, on the contrary, it was as calm as the lake without turmoil, and the breath released made people feel a little terror.

"To deal with some ants, one move is enough. ”

The air flow in the air is said to speed up, and the man did not use the aura, not because he didn't use it, but as if he couldn't use it, but the black gas released by the rusted black sword was even stronger.

"Huh!"

A black light streaked, more than a dozen blood flowers splashed, and then, more than a dozen bodies broke their breath and fell down with a bang, with a trace of sword marks on their necks.

Before Mazi could say the password to kill, he was killed by a black light and fell in a pool of blood, and he didn't know when the opponent would take out the sword until he died.

The rusted black sword was stained with the blood of more than a dozen people, and suddenly the black light was shining, the hilt, the scabbard, and more importantly, the blade of the sword all talked about the traces of rust, emitting bright light, and invisible coercion.

Jiang Ling stared at the shiny black sword in the man's hand, and said in surprise, "Your sword is bloodthirsty. ”

The stone in Han Ye's heart was finally put down, staring at the bloodthirsty black sword, staring at the man in front of him, and said, "The bloodthirsty nether sword, the reappearance of the rivers and lakes, has finally opened up." ”

When the man heard that someone recognized the Bloodthirsty Netherworld Sword that had been silent for hundreds of years, his body trembled slightly, and he turned his head to stare at the cold night, staring at the serpentine sword in Hanye's hand, and said, "It turned out to be a snake-patterned sword, haha, it's not surprising that you can recognize the bloodthirsty Netherworld Sword." ”

Cold Night looked at the man with admiration and said, "Senior, since you have chosen to travel all over the world and seal the bloodthirsty netherworld, why do you want to open the light for the magic sword today?"

The man smiled wryly, pointed at Jiang Ling, and said, "Come and return the sword!"

Simply threw the Bloodthirsty Netherworld Sword and said, "Boy, this sword originally belonged to you, but now it belongs to its original owner, use it well." ”

Jiang Ling took the Bloodthirsty Netherworld Sword, and suddenly felt that his body was withdrawn, and his domineering bloodthirsty ability made him feel disordered, his body trembled, and beads of sweat kept dripping down.

He steadied the Bloodthirsty Nether Sword and thought, "This sword is so powerful, it seems to be blending with my soul. ”

The man looked at the strange sensation emitted by the Bloodthirsty Netherworld, looked at Jiang Ling in wonder, frowned, and then calmed down, and said, "Your soul is not complete, and you can't control the bloodthirsty Netherworld, good people will do it to the end, and help you temporarily seal the power of the magic sword." ”

The withered body leapt to its feet, and a drop of bright red blood burst out of its body, attaching itself to the bloodthirsty netherworld, and then being absorbed by the magic sword.

After absorbing the man's blood, the magic sword quieted down and was held by Jiang Ling steadily.

Han Ye was even more surprised, staring at the Demon Sword and said, "The Spirit Clan's bloodline really restrains the Demon Sword. ”

Jiang Ling was confused, not to mention getting a bloodthirsty sword for no reason, and also met a master who couldn't test his strength, he asked suspiciously: "Senior, can you leave your name, and you can repay your great favor when you meet in the future." ”

The man laughed and said, "It's not necessary to keep your name, just control that sword well, in the future, we will definitely meet again, in addition, remind me that the wine just now is poisonous, you two be careful." ”

After speaking, he jumped up, and the man wore broken shoes and hats, and walked out of the wine shop leisurely, his pace was extremely fast, and he disappeared without a trace in a short time.

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