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Liu Chen indulges in wine and food every day, and is as happy as a fairy.

Although many masters came to challenge every day, most of them were sent away by Li Xunhuan and Sun Baifa, and there were almost no who were qualified for Liu Chen to make a move.

Do everything with sincerity. When cultivating, we must be sincere and sincere, and when we are enjoying, we must also be sincere. A true martial artist will never be affected by external objects, even in the gentle countryside with thousands of feet of red dust and nephrite jade in the depths, the heart of martial arts will not be shaken by half a point.

Although You Longsheng and Lu Fengxian's martial arts are good, they are far inferior to Li Xunhuan and Old Man Tianji, and they are not qualified to let Liu Chen take action in person.

However, Liu Chen still decided to take it personally.

Li Xunhuan and Sun Baifa are not the professional thugs he hired, it is not good to trouble them all the time, and the little red girl will have opinions. Moreover, Lu Fengxian was so under-slender, as soon as Liu Chen saw his arrogant face that was so angry that no one paid attention to him, he couldn't help but itch his hands, and wanted to twitch hard and fan his face into persimmons.

Therefore, without waiting for Li Xunhuan and Sun Baifa to speak, Liu Chen stood up, slowly took two steps forward, and said with a smile: "Friends come from afar, aren't you happy? ”

Two bowls of high-quality daughter red, the wine is golden, viscous and transparent, the wine is full of aroma, and the room is full of fragrance. The wine had a mellow aroma and poured it on Lu Fengxian and You Longsheng.

Obviously it was just a bowl of wine, and the wine that could be drunk dry in one sip, but in the eyes of Lu Fengxian and You Longsheng, it was like a rolling river and a heavenly river pouring down, and all directions were covered by the aura contained in the wine, and all the space to avoid and dodge was sealed.

Although the world is wide and the restaurant is big, Lu Fengxian and You Longsheng are like being trapped in a cage, there is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to retreat.

The good thing is that they don't just dodge.

There is also a sword in the hand of the dragon sword, the name of the sword is Qiushui, and the clear light is circulating, just like a bend of Qinghong. The sword light is like a fire tree and silver flowers, like a dragon and snake dancing, and under the oblique light of the sunset, it shoots out a little bit of cold. Every bit of cold light is a condensation of true qi, condensing the true power that cannot be underestimated, once ordinary characters in the rivers and lakes are touched, they will be bloody and broken on the spot.

In the original book, You Longsheng was easily defeated by Ah Fei, and although his martial arts were good, they did not reach this level. With the skills that You Longsheng showed at this time, he may not be as good as Li Xunhuan and Old Man Tianji, but in the top ten rankings of the weapon spectrum, there should be a place for him, and this ranking will not be too low.

Lu Fengxian's eyes showed a solemn look. He thought that You Longsheng was just relying on his family background, and his martial arts would not be high, but he didn't want to see it today, but it was impressive.

Wine rains like arrows. crackling, like rain hitting the plantains, the wine hit the sword of love in You Longsheng's hand without dropping.

You Longsheng was dumbfounded, staring at the Love Snatching Sword, and his eyes were about to fall.

The Sword of Love is made of a hundred refined iron, extremely sharp and indestructible, that is, compared with the ancient god soldier Fish Intestine Sword, in addition to being less famous, it is not inferior at all.

However, at this moment, the sword is full of round holes, smooth and round, as if it was carefully carved by a craftsman. Dozens of round holes are of the same shape and size, as if they are inherently integrated with the Sword of Love, and there is no dissonance in the slightest.

Wine, soft and weak, even if it is dripped on tissue paper, it cannot be penetrated. Although it is said that dripping water pierces through stones, it will take tens or hundreds of years of work, and it will not be achieved in a moment.

Dark iron, hard to strong, extremely hard. Not to mention the drink, even if you shoot with a strong bow and a crossbow, you can't hurt it in the slightest. Shooting through the dark iron with wine, for thousands of years, although many geniuses have been born in the rivers and lakes, no one has ever done it.

Before today, if someone told You Longsheng that wine could shoot through the dark iron, You Longsheng would not only not believe it, but would also think that person was a fool. But now, he believes.

After the wine shot through the sword of love, the castration was endless, and it all hit You Longsheng.

You Longsheng's heart swelled with endless fear and despair. He originally thought that since his debut, he was ready to face death calmly, but at this moment, he knew that death was so terrible. Faced with the great terror between life and death, he realized that his idea of looking down on life and death was complete nonsense.

You Long didn't want to die, but the rain of wine had already hit him.

Wine rain, even the deadly sword made of Xuantie can shoot through, although You Longsheng's swordsmanship is good, and his internal cultivation is also quite foundational, but after all, it is flesh and blood, how can it be compared with Xuantie?

In an uproar, the qi in the wine rain suddenly turned from rigid to soft, binding You Longsheng like silk threads, and then condensed and turned into countless white and transparent ice edges.

You Longsheng was frozen all over, bound by cobweb-like ice edges, but he was not injured.

In contrast, Lu Fengxian's situation is relatively bad.

Lu Fengxian had already abandoned the silver halberd, and his weapon was a fist, a pair of slender and powerful, fierce and changeable iron fists.

The last reliance of a warrior is only his fist, which is true. But Lu Fengxian is now eager to have the silver halberd in his hand, even if there is no silver halberd, it is good to have a rotten iron bar. If you have a guy in your hand, you don't have to fight with your fist, no matter how hard your fist is, it's also meaty.

Lu Fengxian had no other way, his fists were like heavy hammers and axes, chopping and grabbing, and he instantly threw dozens of punches and split dozens of palms, the sky was full of fist wind and palm shadows, the strength was agitated, the palm power was as strong as a mountain, and the momentum was like lightning and thunder, shocking.

Obviously, after abandoning the silver halberd and not using it, Lu Fengxian's martial arts have indeed improved by leaps and bounds, far better than when he used the silver halberd.

You Longsheng's martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds due to Lin Xian'er's capture, and his swordsmanship is subtle and exquisite, but compared with Lu Fengxian, he is a little immature, inexperienced, and not calm and spicy enough.

Lu Fengxian's boxing technique is fierce and fierce but not aggressive, both rigid and soft, the moves are exquisite and spicy, the strength is strong and full of stamina, and there are few flaws between the transformation of rigidity and softness, which can be called a must in martial arts. But in front of Liu Chen, it was not enough to see it at all.

The wine spilled out, it was bits and pieces, like a shower, although it was overwhelming and widespread, but it was extremely scattered.

When the rain of wine rushed to Lu Fengxian's body three feet in front of him, it suddenly turned into a three-inch-long crystal fist, breaking through the layers of palm wind and energy, smashing directly into the middle palace, and slamming heavily on Lu Fengxian's chest.

There was a click, a crisp sound, and Lu Fengxian's chest sank like a collapsed wall, and most of his sternal ribs were fractured.

Liu Chen laughed, "It's cool now, tell you to have a pretend/force face, and send it to the door to call me, it's too polite, isn't it sorry for you?"

Liu Chen's sleeves fluttered. Crackling and slapping continued, like a long snake, wandering back and forth in the restaurant.

Lu Fengxian's face is really not ugly, not only is it not ugly, but it is also cold and cool, relatively handsome, and has a cold, hard and heroic atmosphere.

But under Liu Chen's rhythmic patting, his well-defined face became bigger and swollen little by little, and a good portrait of a cool man turned into a big steamed bun alive.

Although Lu Fengxian's face was swollen, he did not scratch a little bit of skin, and after the bruising disappeared, he was able to recover as before, without worrying about the problem of broken appearance, which undoubtedly confirmed Liu Chen's profound and incomparable face-slapping skills.

Just after beating Lu Fengxian, before he could drink a glass of wine, a group of uninvited guests walked in.

There are quite a few people who came this time, both good and evil. These people may be quite famous in the rivers and lakes, but Liu Chen doesn't know any of them.

It doesn't matter if Liu Chen doesn't know each other, Li Xunhuan and Sun Baifa can know each other.

After Li Xunhuan's brief introduction, Liu Chen's eyes lit up, and his gaze swept slightly through the crowd, landing on a woman in a tight blue leather coat.