The disciples of Feiyun Hall worked in pairs, carried out three cloud ladders, and supported them on the spot. About a foot away from the ladder, Xu erected a bamboo pole with a thick bowl mouth and five lengths. When Zhang Haichao saw it, he thought it was a salt bucket for drawing brine. Hehe, that's supposed to be a salt bucket. As the gong rang out, the three men of Feiyun Hall took out their big swords and rushed towards the ladder, without holding their hands, they went up to the top of the ladder with all their might, and then leaped down and slashed in the air! Without stopping at all, he changed three people and three barrels, and cut a total of ten batches.

Although this skill is not too difficult, how many of the two gangs of Yancao can do it? Then jump directly off the knife and split the salt bucket, which is called a volley slash. Awesome! The moves are simple enough, and they are full of power! The key is that these people are just ordinary thugs in Feiyun Hall, and thirty of them will come out at once!

That's really enough to stand up. Yes, Ziyang Zhenren's skills are high, and Yang Ziyi's methods are ruthless. But if there were no large number of capable men, would Yan Cao be able to convince him? This time, thirty salt buckets were split, and the warning was clearly revealed. Zhang Haichao was pondering that Yang Ziyi had also stepped on a cart to go to the house in Barrier County, which was a bit similar to this trick, so what was the use? Who would stand under the ladder and let you cut it? I'm afraid that few people present knew that this was exactly the siege training of the Great Sui Xijing Imperial Forest Army. In fact, all of the more than 300 Feiyuntang thugs present knew how to do it, and they didn't all end up because they were afraid of frightening Yan Cao.

Zhao Jingzhi gestured to Zhang Haichao and twisted his neck, which means: Hall Master, who is going to try it when you are old?

Zhang Haichao pretended not to see it, no one was a fairy, and he had never played it once, so it was difficult to guarantee that he would not go on a business trip. Even Fuyun Fuguang saw it, and these two were completely sure, but Uncle Shi ignored it, and they ignored it.

Zhao Jingzhi was a little angry, but he wasn't happy yet. Yao said to everyone: Everyone, please raise your glass!

He stood in front of the main hall, and stood on the steps, and took up the jar of wine, and poured it to the ground. Almost all of them were shocked and poured a toast on the ground, isn't that a curse to death? Unfortunately, the change is so fast, and the fire of the people is extinguished before it can be raised.

The disciple of Feiyun Hall lifted half of the salt bucket and caught the wine, and the bamboo straw was slightly poured, and the wine immediately flowed from one end to the other. The next one was immediately caught again, one by one, and a wine bridge was erected in a few breaths! Sixty pieces of bamboo grass were enough, and it was really convenient to pour the wine, and Zhao Jing just poured one altar after another, and the wine was left and right, filling all the people on the field. If you say that you don't sprinkle a little, it's fake, but there are really not many that can land. Due to the fact that more than 100 people raised their hands in the end, it is not difficult to see that the helpers of Feiyun Hall are all trained for a long time and cooperate tacitly.

Zhao Jingzhi was even more proud, and he almost shook his head and tail. Aren't you Ziyang Zhenren high? Aren't you the hall master of Feiyun Hall? See for yourself, the brothers of Feiyun Hall listen to you or listen to me!

Seeing that everyone was drinking below, Zhang Haichao looked at the table, obediently! The blood wine poured in the morning was frozen, this joke is too big, how can you drink it later? Looking around, everyone else is also frozen! Alas, others can't control it, Zhang Haichao secretly asked Fuyun to find two hand stoves, and simmered himself and Ziyi's bowls on the hand stove.

He was beating Xiao Jiujiu here, and Zhao Jingzhi was so in a mess! It turned out that everyone downstairs had wine to drink, but there was none upstairs! Zhao Jingzhi's head immediately became two circles, no matter how much he played with this wine, he couldn't flow to a high place!

The upstairs trouble, the laughter downstairs, Feiyuntang suppressed all the heroes today, and now it is finally embarrassing. Zhang Haichao was stealing fun when he had nothing to do, and he was pinched the back. Ziyi whispered: Go and save the scene.

Zhang Haichao shook his head, he didn't go to death, this Zhao Jingzhi really didn't give face today. Looking at the purple clothes, his eyes changed from happiness to disappointment, Zhang Haichao said in his heart: Forget it, it's a shame!

He said to Qiu's Shi Di: How about the three of them toasting the heroes upstairs with Poor Dao?

The Qiu brothers didn't dare to call the shots, but Lin Ying nodded slightly, and the three guys immediately rushed to the field. The three brothers went to the right, and Zhang Haichao went to the left, and at the same time sent the wine glass on the case to the second floor with a long whip. Zhang Haichao had just thrown three glasses, and the Qiu brothers had already sent twenty glasses, and they were in a hurry, and they accidentally overused their strength! The glass of wine flew towards the guest's face without putting it on the table!

At this moment, Wang Bodang, a lay disciple of the Shaolin faction, reached out with iron claws, grabbed the wine glass steadily, and placed it in front of the guests. Zhang Haichao thanked him. Look at the right hand side again, the salute is already finished! Zhang Haichao's face turned red, it's not that he can't help but do it, it's really that the whip method is not as good as others, and then look at Zhao Jingzhi's stinky appearance, his brain is hot, and Lao Jun's mantra has been forgotten. Showing his white sword, he grabbed the altar of wine, and shouted upstairs: It's a friend's who sticks out the bowl!

I said! Who upstairs is not a friend, isn't that looking for death? With two blinks of his eyelids, he stretched out one hundred and eighty large bowls! Zhang Haichao pulled the silver rope, and the wine jar flew up diagonally and poured it one by one, and it was only after pouring down five jars in a row that it was counted! Although the upstairs shouted "Dao Chang's divine skill!" and "Happy and happy!" "Downstairs was splashing with hops, but fortunately, many of them were their own people, or they were about to become their own people, and they were embarrassed to scold him、、、、、、

It's not perfect, but it's a bit overbearing. Wang Yao's small eyes stared at the small sword, and the wine jar was casually pierced like paper! However, in this additional competition, of course, the Qiu brothers won. Everyone in the Cao Gang is big, and their faces are finally better.

I've made enough trouble, and I'm done fighting, so I have to drink the blood wine in the end, right? The snow is fluttering, and the heroes on the ground are holding small bowls and crying. Is this blood wine? This layer of ice on it can't be pierced with chopsticks! Seeing that everyone was in a daze, Zhang Haichao was righteous and awe-inspiring, took the lead, and shouted:

Blessed and shared,

There are difficulties together,

head loss of blood flow,

Don't forget the righteousness!

After all, it's all in one drink. Yes, like XO, add ice and blood to make any modulation. The two gangs of Yancao and the brothers of Feiyuntang shouted an oath and wanted to come to look at the starry sky, but this wine can't be poured out! Bastard, who is making trouble today, mother's, after drinking blood wine in the morning, they all went home to hug their wives. Zhao Jingzhi pulled out his dagger, pulled out the ice cover, drank it cold, and then ate ice cream、、、、、、

Wang Yao regretted it in his heart! What kind of Huashan faction am I looking for to kick the field! What are you doing to play with a spinning top! Grandma's, Lao Tzu's front teeth have already fallen out! I can't gnaw it!

It is said that the attendance rate of thatched houses in Yongxian County was 100% that day, and even the vegetable fields in the outer city were fertilized for free.

Zhao Jingzhi commanded his subordinates to beat the author.

Author: Hero, give me a chance to listen to me!

Zhao Jingzhi: No need, the explanation is a cover-up. Lao Tzu was angry as soon as he appeared, and finally he was forced to abuse his power and his subordinates to rob the thatched house. Is there anyone in this world who is so mad?

Brothers: No!

Author: Daxia spares his life! I was scared by the surname Zhang! This is all his idea to embarrass Daxia.

Zhao Jingzhi: Wow! You're afraid that he's not afraid of me, give me more strength, and use the ten tortures of the Manchu Dynasty!

Author: Don't! Let's change the plot immediately, we must let the hero show his face more, let the purple-clothed sister *, the hero, you are promoted to the third level, dominate the rivers and lakes, thousands of generations, wise and martial, and beat Ziyang's stinky Taoist priest all over the ground to find teeth, or not?

A certain little brother: Big brother, look at him a bit like those people around the emperor. The sycophants can win the Olympic gold medal.

Zhao Jingzhi: Yes, I heard that after the person was that, he was more concentrated, Sima Qian wrote a long story after that, it is better to send him into that, that, and ensure that this book is not that.

Author: Hero, which one is that?

Brothers: Don't worry, get to that and then that, wait for that, and then you'll know which one it is. )

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