Chapter 305 Zhang's Shopkeeper's Wine (for the Silver Alliance Leader: It's Xiao Mao, add more!)

Yi Xifeng slowly stood up, grabbed the shoulders of the round-faced young man with one hand, and said to the yellow lion with a smile: "Hey, Hall Master Xie, your opponent is me!"

Xia Mingfei frowned, but he was relieved in an instant, he winked at the white young man, and then flashed towards the street corner with his feet on the ground.

The yellow lion watched the round-faced young man leave, and wanted to stop it, but he still stopped. It is much easier to face the attacks of two people at the same time than to solve them one by one. Before Zhang Yanyan and Yi Xifeng teamed up, they made the man a little doubtful about life.

Judging from the young man's posture just now, he is also a martial artist with good strength. As everyone knows, Xia Mingfei's strength is much worse than Zhang Yanyan's, but as a member of the intelligence group for many years, this light skill and the ability to escape are indeed very good at it.

Yi Xifeng raised his hand and touched the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, I have to say that the palm just now has already caused him a lot of injuries, and if the next battle continues at this pace, he won't be able to last long.

Thinking of this, the white young man decided not to hide his hole cards anymore, and took out a green wine gourd from behind him, which was the green jade drunken fairy gourd that Yi Xifeng had won for two thousand five hundred taels at the auction hall of Sihai Pavilion before!

At this time, the two were several feet apart, saying that they were not close, and they were not far away. When the yellow lion saw the young man take out a green jade gourd, he used his internal strength to explore it, after all, if there are any hole cards played now, he must take them out now.

But this green jade gourd is a little strange, no matter how the man probes and perceives, when the spirit touches the green jade gourd, it will disappear without a trace.

Yi Xifeng's eyes were deep, he kept staring at the other party's every move, and seeing that the other party was not in a hurry to make a move, he pulled out the jade stopper on the gourd extremely naturally and poured the wine in it into his mouth.

The gourd mouth of the green jade, the wine flowing out turned out to be light purple, like a crystal chain, falling into Yi Xifeng's mouth.

This wine is not the plain wine that Yi Xifeng usually brings, but the "sobering wine" brewed by Zhang Ming!

This kind of wine is made from the fruit of Yangshen as the main ingredient and is brewed with more than a dozen kinds of medicinal materials. Originally, Yi Xifeng was a little skeptical about the efficacy of this wine at first, after all, the white young man was one of the few top-notch literary and artistic teenagers in Yinren Town back then, and his talent in medicinal materials was praised even by Wang Laolangzhong!

However, after learning that Zhang Ming was a disciple of the Medicine King......

Oh!

Out of revolutionary friendship, this gourd sobering wine, Zhang Ming gave a five-fold discount, although it seems that the discount is huge, but when the white young man paid, it can be seen from the slightly raised corners of the other party's mouth that he was still slaughtered.

Until now, he has not been willing to take a sip of this gourd lilac wine!

At this time, the situation is different, Yi Xifeng can't care about anything else, picks up this green jade gourd, and pours it into his mouth!

When the yellow lion noticed that something was wrong, it was already too late, after all, the white young man was an old man in the drinking field, and the drinking speed was naturally extremely fast, not giving the opponent time to react at all.

"What? I know that I can't beat it, do you give yourself a sip of wine to strengthen your courage?" asked the man in a brown coat with a gloomy feeling.

After Yi Xifeng pinned the Qingyu Drunken Immortal Hu back to his waist, at this time, his face, which had been defeated by the injury, had become red, and between the surging qi and blood, powerful internal energy fluctuations loomed on him.

"Sending off wine?" The momentum of the white young man gradually climbed, and he soon returned to the level where he was not injured before.

Yi Xifeng shook his finger at the man opposite, and said with a smile: "The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name. ”

The yellow lion was a little jealous of the young man's rising momentum, frowned and roared, "What are you talking about?!"

The man naturally didn't understand what the white pure boy wanted to express, after all, when today's martial arts are today, only the big masters who are at the last level and above the tenth layer can be called "sages"!

Yi Xifeng looked at the annoyed yellow lion and said indifferently: "Will enter the wine!"

After that, the white young man came out with both palms, and the six dragon shadows were no longer like the previous phantoms, but condensed as true!

"Youlong! Liuhe! Palm!"

Yi Xifeng roared angrily, mixed with the momentum of breaking the army, and went straight to Xie Huangqi who was wearing brown clothes!

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The wine will be entered, which is an internal strength move created by Yi Xifeng according to Lin Fenghuo's "Flowing Blade Beacon Fire". Through the particularity of its own exercises, you can temporarily increase the inner diameter level.

Not enough compared to the power of the bloodline of the flowing blade beacon fire, although the self-created by the white pure boy generally has a small effect on his own reaction, but there are many restrictions, the most obvious point is that it needs to be supplemented with medicinal wine.

On that day in the northern camp of Yinren, everyone joined forces to deal with the seriously injured Helian Tiexin, after all, the other party was the peak cultivation of the Indoor Realm, even if the other party was injured and fell into the realm, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse!

At that time, the white pure boy only cultivated in the realm of potential, and with the assistance of Suxin Wine, his strength was successfully improved to the realm of Mang, but Yi Xifeng knew that the limit of Suxin Wine was the realm of Mang, and further up he needed better medicinal wine.

......

Yi Xifeng put out his palms together, this time facing the Yellow Lion's Nine Yin Gang Qi, the dragon of the Six Dragons Realm was not afraid at all!

Xie Huangqi looked at the dozen teenagers who had also just stabilized their bodies with a look of astonishment, and his heart was suddenly terrified!

How could it be? How could this little imp resist my blow? He was seriously injured by this palm just now, and he was evenly matched in the fight again? No! The thing he drank just now was so boring!

Huang Shi pondered the next countermeasure with a gloomy face, and did not choose to make a rash move.

And Yi Xifeng, who was shocked again, was more willing to stop and repair at this time. Although "Shojin Wine" uses alcohol to replace the blood veins, it enhances the degree of internal strength and cohesion, allowing the caster to attack the enemy across borders.

However, the internal strength brought about by transcending his own realm must also be borne by Yi Xifeng himself. Fortunately, there are so many of you, and after Zhou Di's many lightning refinements, his physical recovery ability and toughness have been greatly enhanced.

As a result, judging from the appearance, Yi Xifeng's physical condition at this time is excellent!

"What are you drinking?" the yellow lion asked viciously, staring at the white young man.

The man asked casually, and he didn't expect the other party to really answer this question, but Yi Xifeng naturally couldn't deal with common sense.

He gritted his teeth and took out the wine gourd from behind him again, and said with a smile: "The name of this wine is: Feitian Welcome Wine! Two thousand taels and one pot, quality and quantity! Tong Suo is not bullied!"

After that, the white young man also threw the green jade gourd up and down, and the temperament of a wine seller arose!