Gourmet of Another World

A bowl of ramen allowed an eight-point god of war to fight directly against the supremacy and eventually win, cutting the supremacy off to the ground, although largely because the supreme man himself was badly wounded, it is undeniable that this increase in fighting power is a pervert.

From the ruins of the ground, the mighty man rose and was covered in wolves, and a sword cut out a sword in his chest, from which the blood of the great red flowed continuously, and the rich bloody smell spread.

The supreme blood is very active, so this bloody smell is spreading, making it all around with this pungent taste.

But the people of the Qingfeng Emperor smelled it, but they couldn't help but tremble.

They're excited.

Because the Fresh Wind Emperor has finally emerged a strong man who can fight the Supreme, relying on external forces, but so what? External forces are nothing as long as they can fight the supremacy of battle.

Liang opened the railing of the battleship and looked at the arrogant Shawmon and Xiaoyue beneath the battleship.

An eight-point god of war, even if he kowtowed an eight-point explosive Yuan Dan, trying to fight against the supremacy is difficult, because the supremacy is so much more powerful than the eight-point god of war.

But there was a scene in front of him that surprised him.

Was he too weak a disciple of the Great Wilderness?

No! Absolutely not. Though the practice of the great wildlife disciples is not the finest, they are several times more intelligent than the work of this nesting area.

But even so, their supreme disciples were still defeated.

Although this disciple is not comparable to the North Palace Ming, … there is no doubt that there is something strange in it.

What he could think of was that hot bowl of ramen.

Who the hell eats a bowl of ramen before a fight? He's not stupid. That ramen is definitely catty.

This ramen... looks kind of awesome.

“North Palace Ming... you will go down and let them know the majesty of my wilderness.” Leung opened his playful lips and said clearly to the North Palace behind him.

North Palace Ming's body suddenly stifled, his eyes slightly shrunk, and his face looked coldly at the beam.

It seemed to sense the eyes of the North Palace, and Leung turned slowly, and that handsome face appeared despicable.

“Don't tell me you can't even solve these two ants... you were able to fight me once. ”

The eyes of the North Palace flashed with anger and snorted coldly, stomping one step and the whole thing burst out of the battleship.

The horrible breath rolled away from him.

That's right, Bei Gongming is the inner disciple of the great wilderness. He once fought with Liang Kaifeng. Although he has now been dumped far behind by Liang Kaifeng, this does not disguise his powerful facts.

He is indeed powerful and, although only in the medium term, his fighting power is at its peak.

“Eh... Never mind, you should stay on the battleship. ”

Suddenly, just as the North Palace was about to rush out of the battleship.

Leung Kai's lazy voice sounded suddenly.

The North Palace glanced at him and only felt a huge amount of pressure suddenly fall from the sky dome, crushing him.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the whole North Palace Ming fell like a dog eating mud and lay on the ground.

The nose was splattered with blood by that enormous force.

“Leung Kai!! ”

The North Palace was angry, and the anger that had been held in its chest sprayed out thinly, climbing up from the ground, roaring and rushing towards the beam.

“Ha-ha-ha! Something like an ant! I am the heavenly pride of the great wilderness, the existence you have always dreamed of! ‘

Liang laughed loudly and shouted at him.

The forces of the heavens and the earth seem to solidify their surroundings.

The figure of the North Palace Ming was directly frozen in place, as was the frozen expression, and the hot blood flowed down his nose.

One of a kind.

A powerful path played directly on the body of the North Palace Ming. The whole of the North Palace Ming flew backwards and fell hard on the board of the battleship.

Looking at the muddy North Palace Ming, Liang smiled.

The North Palace that fought him in the ring was so temperamental, but now he's lying in front of him like a dead dog.

That feeling of comfort made the pores all over the beam seem like they were going to open.

No longer cares about the North Palace Ming like a dead dog on the ground.

Leung's torso rose slightly and stepped out, slowly toward the outside of the battleship.

Shomon and Xiao Yue naturally did not know what was happening on the battleship.

Their eyes were locked on the beam.

He knows that this guy is the owner of this ship, or the most senior man on it.

There is no doubt that the cultivation of this person is absolutely terrible and may be the culmination of the supremacy.

It's like the last time that horrible Huroman demon was born!

But... Shawmont has no fear in his heart at this moment, only the burning will of a bear.

Swinging with your hand, you take out a bowl of hot, airy ramen from the space apparatus. The ramen's red soup is splashing and the scent is overflowing.

Shawmont is ready for another bowl in order to boost his fighting power to its best.

This sense of combat power really intoxicates him.

But just as he was preparing to eat the ramen.

But I felt stiff, my torso could not bounce, like I was bound by a terrible force, I couldn't even make a move like wanting to eat ramen.

What the hell is going on?

Shaw's eyes glanced and looked at the smiling beam.

The beam opens and floats easily in the void, stomping at will.

His hair was drifting and his handsome face grew more and more handsome.

“This ramen is what makes you fight… kind of interesting. ”

Leung said faintly, then lifted his fair palm and flung his hand, and Shawmon's runaway ramen flew uncontrollably towards him.

Shawmont, what strength is this?

He can't even move, and he can take what's in his hand?

Is this supreme? How could this supremacy be so powerful?!

Shawmont's heart beats so violently, does it work against supremacy?

Shawmont doesn't know, but once it works... the consequences are unthinkable.

Pull!

A blade of light suddenly tore the sky apart, as if it were tearing a dark night sky apart from an incandescent bright light.

The bowl was being torn in half by the sword as the floating ramen paused.

The red soup bursts over the dome and spills down.

The ramen of the crystalline muscle canal is scattered and sprinkled.

“Bold! ”

Liang opened the smile on his face and disappeared. He turned his eyes and looked directly at Xiaoyue with anger at the distance and chopped a sword into pieces.

Xiao Yue held a long sword, and there was no look on his handsome face. His eyes turned to the open eyes, and he had no fear whatsoever.

This is the swordsman, the swordsman who never goes forward, fearless.

I'm looking for death!

Liang smiled coldly and suddenly disappeared into the void.

The next moment, when it appeared, it was in front of Xiaoyue.

Both Shawmon and Shaw Yue's eyes were shrinking.

Too soon! This guy's going too fast!

Boom!!

A punch, a fancy punch, was thrown like this, directly towards Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue raised his sword in an attempt to block this punch.

But under one punch, the long sword was broken apart and smashed directly by this punch.

Pfft...

A bite of blood sprayed out, Xiao Yue felt the whole person was about to be torn apart.

His head flashed and he passed out.

From above the dome, like a shell, he fell on the ground, a loud noise, and the smoke rolled.

Xiao Meng's eyes cracked and growled.

Swordlight's hand, after eating ramen, he emits the highest level of combat power.

This sword, containing all his spirituality, this sword, is bound to kill this damn guy in front of you!

Supreme? So what?!

“The Eight-point God of War is able to unleash this fighting power... It's amazing, if I had such an outbreak, I would never bottom-up in a heavenly ranking battle! I have to get it! ”

Leung's eyes opened with greed.

But Shawmont's attack posed no threat to him at all.

Take it out with one hand.

Shawmont, a sword that has gathered a tremendous sense of war, was blown to pieces.

When the sword is broken, man also spits blood and flies out.

Liang Kai lifted his palm and his true qi turned into a big palm in the void. He grabbed it and directly grabbed Shawmon, who was so full of breath, and threw him into the battleship.

He needed to know why Shawmon's fighting had skyrocketed, so he caught Shawmon.

Is that ramen, definitely that ramen?

He needs to know about that ramen.

With a bang, Shawmont fell powerless on the deck of the battleship, spraying blood in his mouth, and all his manipulation was like being sealed off.

“How is that possible! Is the supremacy really that strong?” Shawmont lost his soul.

“Cough… he is no longer supreme.” A faint voice sounded with severe wheezing.

The North Palace looked at Shawmon who had fallen to the ground and gasped, bitterly.

Shawmon is stuck... not supreme anymore.

Is that supreme…?

Above the walls of the Qingfeng Empire, everyone is stuck.

Ji Cheng snowed so hard, how could it be? After Shawmont ate the ramen, his fighting power pushed him to the top. Why was it so easy to get caught?

His body fluttered, and the Breezy Empire easily had a presence to fight the supreme.

But nothing can change.

Leung's robe played a role in the wind. He floated. His body was suspended on the walls of the city. He stood high and watched Ji Chengsheng snow lose his soul.

The corner of the mouth is slightly curved, revealing a slight curvature that is also moronic.

“You are the emperor of this empire... the book was originally just here to get a fire, and now... it has changed its mind and intends to go after the noodles. You can choose to tell the book where to eat noodles, or..."

Liang smiled, “Or… die. ”