Since Yang Yib broke through to the middle of the seventh level of the Yuan Infant Stage, Zhenshi Tower opened four more super-large worlds to Yang Yib, bringing the number of super-large worlds open to Yang Yib to twenty-two.

"Boom~Rumble" Yang Yibu's punch carried an endless boundless momentum and slammed towards the little old man.

"Little friend, do you have such a little strength? If this is your strongest blow, why should you be here to accompany the old man in this life, and be the companion of the old man."

The little old man said with a look of disdain flashing in his godless eyes in the face of Yang Yibu's earth-shattering blow.

"Uncle, no one can say big words, you take my blow first."

Now that he has already started with the little old man, Yang Yibu will not weaken his momentum, and he will not wronged himself in a low voice.

Now that he has decided to fight, Yang Yibu knows that the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, and the little old man in front of him is not a lion, he is a starry sky beast, so Yang Yibu is his pinnacle blow as soon as he comes up.

"Boom~" As he spoke, Yang Yibu's fist had already come to the door of the little old man's face, and he saw that he could smash this weak little old man with one punch.

"Smack~" Facing Yang Yibu's huge fist, the little old man gently waved the crutch in his hand, and his swing was as if he hadn't eaten, and he didn't seem to have any strength at all.

"Click~" The little old man's crutches and Yang Yibu's fist collided slightly, and a crisp sound of bones shattering came out.

"Ah~" A terrible howl came from Yang Yibu's mouth, and while he was howling, Yang Yibu's body flew backwards like a cloud in the whirring wind.

"Porphyry~" After flying far away, Yang Yibu fell headlong from the air and fell into the lake.

In one shot, Yang Yibu was defeated cleanly with a light blow from the little old man, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"Whoa~" After a long time, in a series of water sounds, Yang Yibu came out of the lake, and at this time, Yang Yibu's broken fist had also recovered.

Yang Yibu who rushed out of the water looked very embarrassed, his clothes were ragged, the hair on his head was messy, and water droplets were dripping from his body.

"Little friend, do you still want to fight" The little old man waited for Yang Yibu to dry the clothes on his body, and then looked at Yang Yibu with a smile and asked.

"Fight, why don't you fight, how can I get out of here if I don't fight" Yang Yibu was embarrassed, but he replied very simply.

"Little friend, come on, I still have a word, you have to do your best, otherwise you may get hurt next time."

The little old man still said to Yang Yibu in a voice that was not slow or urgent.

"Uncle, you're welcome" Yang Yibu beckoned, and the pine sword appeared in his hand.

"Huh~" Yang Yibu stabbed out at the little old man with a sword, and a cold, small sword that exuded a cold glow formed above the sky.

The small sword seemed to be suspended harmlessly in the air, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the little old man.

"Hmm~, this sword is still a little interesting, but it's just a little bit worse" The little old man looked at Yang Yibu's sword, and couldn't help but nod and praise.

"Go~" Yang Yibu held the pine sword in both hands and sent it forward at an extremely slow speed.

"Huh~" The small sword of Sen Han suspended in the air flashed, disappeared into the air, and appeared in front of the little old man in the next second, which speed was tens of thousands of times faster than lightning.

"Huh~" The little old man didn't make any extra movements, but gently handed the crutches in his hand forward at a seemingly slow and fast speed.

"Boom~Boom~" There was a loud bang, and Yang Yibu's sword stabbed on the little old man's crutches and disappeared in the rumbling loud noise.

The little old man still stood at random, not even shaking his body, not even the hair of his clothes and clothes were blown by the strong wind of the battle.

"Huh~" The next moment, Yang Yibu's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken line, like lightning.

"Poof~" On the way to fly upside down, Yang Yibu opened his mouth, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, leaving a scarlet all the way.

"Porphy~" Yang Yibu fell into the lake again.

"Little friend, are you still fighting" When Yang Yibu rushed out of the lake and came to the cabin, the little old man's voice sounded at the right time.

"Uncle, if you don't fight, you can't win" Yang Yibu's head shook like a drum, he was self-aware, people stood and let themselves fight, and he couldn't beat others.

The difference between the two sides is really too big, not a little bit, before his cultivation has not been improved, he is just humiliating himself when he fights.

"Uncle, is there really no other way to be accommodating?" Yang Yibu asked without giving up.

"Little friend, no, there are only these two methods, originally there was only one way to defeat me, and the other appetizer was added by me privately."

The little old man shook his head and said, he said it very simply, without the slightest hesitation or mud.

"Defeat this little old man, I don't know what year and month it will be, this is a distant thing, it seems that the only way to do it is to start with the snacks and dishes."

Yang Yibu thought secretly in his heart.

"Xiaoyou, if you can't help it for the time being, the old man is going back to sleep, the old man is sleepy, when do you think of a way or think you can defeat the old man, you are calling the old man."

The little old man looked at Yang Yibu, sighed, put away the wine jug and glass on the small table, turned around and walked towards the door of the cabin.

"Boss, wait" Yang Yibu saw that the little old man was leaving, so he shouted anxiously.

"Little friend, have you thought of other good appetizers?"

After the little old man heard Yang Yibu's shout, he turned his head and looked at Yang Yibu with a smile and said.

The little old man didn't think that Yang Yib shouted that he was fighting him, because it had been proven that Yang Yibu was not his opponent at all.

"Yes, but I didn't dare to take it out because I had used this appetizer before and it was hard to eat, so I didn't take it out."

Yang Yibu gritted his teeth and decided to have a dead horse as a live horse doctor, he planned to hide himself and take out a few small fish that he was going to use for experiments to try.

Yang Yibu also had a whim, and the first thing he thought of was why the miniature five-clawed golden dragon had taken a fancy to his small fish, not the small fish.

Secondly, Yang Yibu thought that this little old man's wine was different, when there was no appetizer, it was simply water, and it was only wine when it was drunk in the stomach.

In addition, I made grilled fish at the time, and there are many ways to make this fish, so I can't make it in other ways, and it will become delicious.

"Xiaoyou, what is it, you take it out first, I'll take a look" The little old man was also interested, and he began to urge Yang Yibu to say.

"Yes~ It's this" Yang Yibu hesitated for a moment, then took out a small fish the size of a palm from the space realm and said.

"Huh~" The little old man made a move, and the little fish in Yang Yibu's hand suddenly flew into the little old man's hand.

"Little friend, how did you make this fish before, and what kind of wine did you use to make this fish?"

The little old man kept looking at the little fish in his hand, as if there was some beautiful flower on this fish, and he kept looking at it while asking Yang Yibu.

"Uncle, I used to grill this fish for wine, and I used to drink this kind of wine," Yang Yib answered the little old man's question truthfully.

With his hand flipped, a pot of wine appeared in Yang Yibu's hand, and he handed the wine in his hand to the little old man.

"Zi~" The little old man took the wine jug handed over by Yang Yibu, tilted his head and poured a big sip into his mouth.

"Ah~Bah~, what kind of wine are you, the worst wine I have here is ten million times better than yours."

As soon as the wine was in his mouth, the little old man hurriedly spit out, complaining while spitting.

"Uncle, I'm a fine wine, I won't tell you anything unbearable."

Yang Yibu's eyes widened, and he looked at the little old man with a very exaggerated expression and said.

"Xiaoyou, my old man didn't tell a lie, I don't believe you can take a sip and taste it."

The little old man handed the wine jug back to Yang Yibu with an unhappy face.

"I'll taste it," Yang Yibu took the wine jug handed back by the little old man with a puzzled face.

"Vomit~" Yang Yibu took the wine jug, tilted his head, and poured a large sip of wine into his mouth, but after the wine was over, Yang Yibu bent down and began to vomit non-stop.

"How so, what the hell is going on, how can this wine become so unpalatable......".

Yang Yibu vomited for a while before he was full of tears, and asked unwillingly looking up to the sky, Yang Yibu had a taste of being in a dream.

He couldn't figure out how the fine wine he used to drink had become so unpalatable, and whether it was still fine wine.

"Did I take the wrong wine?" Yang Yibu thought suddenly, and then he began to rummage through the space ring, and after a while, he took out another jug of fine wine.

As soon as he raised his head, Yang Yibu took a big sip this time, he really didn't believe that his treasured wine would become so unpalatable.

"Vomit ~ vomit ~ vomit ~ " As soon as the wine was in his mouth, Yang Yibu vomited wildly, this time it was more serious, and Yang Yibu even had snot and tears coming down together.

"Why the hell is this? Why is this happening?" shouted Yang Yibu with a puzzled face.

"Little friend, the old man has told you that what the old man just let you drink is the only wine in the whole universe, what kind of wine have you drunk, you will taste the same as chewing wax when you drink other wine, unless you are drinking it many years later."

Looking at Yang Yibu's expression full of pain and confusion, the little old man said slowly.

It's like if a person is used to eating delicious food, and you ask him to eat the bran, of course he will have a hard time swallowing.

"I'm ...... day" Yang Yibu really burst into a foul language, but he also figured out the joints and understood why his wine became so unpalatable.

"Oh my God~, how will you let me live without alcohol in the future" Yang Yibu yelled in his heart with tears.