"Sky Swallowing Murder Star...... Black holes?"

Qiu Wuyi immediately thought of this official name, the black hole created by the drunkard master naturally did not have the power of the original black hole, then again, if he really created a black hole, I am afraid that even this planet will be finished.

But this small black hole can already absorb the power of a seamless heavenly garment, if it is used to kill people, it is estimated that the appearance of the deceased is absolutely miserable, not to mention the corpse, there is probably not even minced meat left, which is why Xie Ning was so excited that he forgot to disguise.

As soon as he thought that he had actually had a duel with the drunkard master, Qiu Wuyi felt a chill in his palms, what would happen if the drunkard master used this trick to devour the sky?

Heaven and Earth Fierce Fighting Conference Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, who will definitely not appear like a drunkard master who seems to be incompetent, but in fact hides profound strength?

Don't be careless, be very careful no matter what, Qiu Wuyi repeatedly reminded himself in his heart.

In this battle, it seems that the winner has been decided.

It can be seen from the mental state of the two people that although the drunkard master is now full of decadence, this person has grown like this, not because of excessive power consumption and decadence.

Yang Wenwu was already exhausted, even though the recovery speed of the seamless heavenly clothes was amazing, he could no longer withstand the violent consumption just now, and finally let his breathing calm down.

The real thing that happened in it is only understood by Yang Wenwu himself and the drunkard master.

Fortunately, there was a helmet to cover his face, otherwise Yang Wenwu's expression would definitely make everyone wary at this time.

Shame and anger have turned Yang Wenwu into a beast, and it is unimaginable that a mere piece of heavenly clothing can absorb all of his moves, and even the power in the heavenly clothes has been sucked in.

In an instant just now, this curse thunder beast had become like an empty shell, and there was no strength left, and it was only now that it had finally recovered thirty percent.

If the drunkard master attacked, Yang Wenwu knew that even if he had seamless heavenly clothes, he would not be able to use enough strength to resist, and it could be said that he would definitely be defeated.

But the drunkard master didn't make a move, perhaps because he was lazy, in a sense, he gave Yang Wenwu a step.

Yang Wenwu not only did not appreciate it, but a stronger killing intent surged in his heart.

To be pitied by those who wear the clothes of heaven is simply a great shame.

The bloodshot eyes were hidden under the helmet, staring resentfully at the drunkard master's indifferent face.

"Do you want to fight? Don't fight, how about a tie?"

The drunkard master untied the Grandmaster's cloth wrapped around his waist, completely indifferent to the victory or defeat, and squinted lazily.

"Well, your name?"

Yang Wenwu quietly walked towards the drunkard master step by step, hiding the killing intent and war intent in his heart, as if he wanted to make peace with him.

"Oriental ......"

"Die!"

As soon as the drunkard master opened his mouth, Yang Wenwu immediately burst into action, and the dense electricity in the shape of a spider web suddenly spread from under his feet in all directions, not only the ground, but also countless thunderbolts suddenly drilled out of the air within the range of the spider web, and the sky was even vertically split down a series of dazzling lightning bolts.

Qiu Wuyi's eyes flickered, and his vision was occupied by a wild dance of lightning in an instant, and the thunder that fell from the sky followed, shaking Qiu Wuyi's ears to buzz.

And this fierce thunder didn't seem to be able to suppress Yang Wenwu's smug ridicule.

"Uncle has been attacked!"

Sha Ye was about to step forward to attack, but an empty wine bottle flew out of the thunder and smashed it on Sha Ye's head impartially, as if to signal him not to do anything superfluous.

"It's uncle!"

Cheng Tiexuan raised his hand and pointed at it, only to see a gust of wind emerging from the battlefield of lightning and thunder, and it had already torn a corner of the encirclement.

"You...... You're ......"

Yang Wenwu knew that his surprise attack had been seen through, and the drunkard master even broke out of the encirclement, and was about to push out the sharp horns on his helmet, but a tattered strip of cloth flew out of the tornado, entangled his body at once.

"Haha, this is my uncle's own ultra-high concentration of liquor drunk Yama, if there is no high-strength internal organs made of clothes and bones, I will be drunk to death if I drink a drop. ”

The tornado came to an abrupt end, revealing a drunken face, and the drunkard master spat out a finger-sized bottle in his mouth.

However, the red wine smell only stayed on the drunkard master's face for a moment, and in an instant, it turned into a fighting spirit that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and Qiu Wuyi didn't care about his face, he pulled up his companion and turned around and ran.

If it's just the coercion exuded by the strong, the problem is that just looking at the breath released by the drunkard master, there is a dizzy feeling of being carried away by alcohol, and you really can't get close.

From what the drunkard master said just now, it seems that it can be inferred that the bones in the drunkard master's heavenly clothes will actually replace his internal organs, which seems to be somewhat similar to Fan Lingyu's free pupil.

"Hmm......"

Yang Wenwu was entangled in the cloth of the grandmaster and was about to struggle, but he was already pressed in by the drunkard master's alcoholic gas, and he was immediately dizzy and couldn't see anything clearly.

"I'm going to hit it!"

The drunkard master didn't use any stunts, picked up the cloth of the grandmaster, rushed over and kicked Yang Wenwu down, splitting his head and covering his face was a random pump.

The expressions of everyone who had managed to escape to safety were all petrified.

There is no technique of a martial artist at all, it is exactly the same as the fighting method of the scoundrel on the street, Yang Wenwu, who is fully armored, rolls around on the ground with his head in embarrassment, but the drunkard master laughs proudly, this situation is really not like a duel between the heavens.

"Smack!"

Pumping happily, the drunkard master flicked his wrist, and the flexible snake-like grandmaster's cloth rolled Yang Wenwu's head tightly.

"Go ahead!"

The drunkard master raised his foot to Yang Wenwu's chin and kicked it, and his right hand, which was holding the cloth of the grandmaster, suddenly exerted force, only to see Yang Wenwu being thrown high into the sky, drawing a big arc, turning into a star and flying into the distance.

"Hiccup, you three come here!"

The drunkard master put away the cloth of the grandmaster and shouted at the three Black Dragon Master brothers who were lying on the ground in the distance and did not dare to get up.

"Follow the teachings!"

When the three of them saw that the teacher was easily beaten away, and they also knew that this person was the teacher of the group of people they looked down on, they were already extremely ashamed in their hearts, and naturally they did not dare to disobey the order of the drunkard master.

"Stupid man! If you can't beat it, you have to die, who stipulated it? Seeing that the three of you are not very old, you haven't learned anything, and you have learned some bullshit, are you taught by the waste teacher? Remember! If you are defeated today, even if you bear the greatest shame, you must live until you can take revenge! Don't fucking just seek death!"

The drunkard master pointed at the heads of the three people and reprimanded them one by one, although his tone was rough, it was difficult to hide the meaning of care.

"But...... We have no other way out......"

The black dragon led by the black dragon has been shattered several times today, thinking of his past life, he only feels that it is really ridiculous, Yang Wenwu, who is regarded as a god, is just a guy who is strong on the outside, but if he deviates from Yang Wenwu, they have no way out.

"Well, how about I arrange it? I'll tell you how to get to Southern Cross City safe and sound, at least find something to do in the outer city first, and then wait for next year to see if you can come to our Tianwu Hall, even if you can't, it is better to make a living in the outer city than to commit suicide with that kind of person, at least you can control your own life." ”

Cheng Tiexuan walked over with a smile, and at this time, the smell of wine had dissipated, and he was no longer a threat to him.

Qiu Wuyi nodded slightly, no one knew how long Cheng Tiexuan's hand was extended, but since he dared to guarantee it, it proved that it was worth a try.

"Okay, that's it, Xiao Chengcheng, Uncle entrusted this matter to you, and, what are you doing?"

After the drunkard master exhaled a few times, his body was drunk, and he suddenly squinted at the intersection.

Only then did Qiu Wuyi notice that there were already a few onlookers at the far intersection, probably because of the end of the battle, and there was a suspicious person walking towards this side.

It was a man who couldn't see through his age, in short, about thirty or forty to fifty or sixty years old, with curly white hair, one big eye, one small eye, his back bent, an unexpectedly neat white coat, and the black gloves on his hands were also very valuable, but this outfit looked extremely abrupt when matched, and he couldn't stop laughing.

Although this guy can't be said to be extremely ugly, it will make people feel a sense of psychological disgust, and it seems that he is not good.

"Hehehehe, what a wonderful battle, we are also some famous tailors, it is rare to see peers here, it is rare. ”

The hunchbacked freak's laughter is like a whirring fan in an old computer case, mixed with a screeching current, as if the man was born to make others unhappy.

"I'm really going to meet weirdos everywhere today. ”

Ling Qi closed one eye, raised his short gun and aimed at the hunchbacked monster who was walking step by step, and the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

"Go, go, the tailor is the tailor, what? Do you want to fight too? No, then again, who are you?"

There was a faint hostility between the drunkard master's furrowed eyebrows, which was a little heavier than when facing Yang Wenwu.

"That's it, if you want to fight, there are people to accompany you!"

Ling Qi, who was in an increasingly unhappy mood, quickly walked to the drunkard master's side in a few steps, crossed his waist and glared angrily.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, I don't mean to fight with you, it's just that I rarely see my peers here, since you don't want to talk to my annoying old guy, then take your leave, hahahaha. ”

The hunchbacked weirdo was not angry or arguing, he turned around with a strange smile and walked slowly into the crowd and soon disappeared.

"Who is that?"

Cheng Tiexuan turned his head and asked suspiciously.

"Who knows, but there's one thing I'm sure ...... uncle"

The drunkard master's gaze remained in the direction where the weirdo had disappeared.

"That is...... Someone has their eye on us. ”

Xie Ning suddenly took over the words of the drunkard master. The drunkard master nodded silently, wiped his hands on his face, wiped his serious expression clean, and turned into a decadent appearance again.