Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Give me a hundred drinks, I'll give you a thousand!

Huge golden eagle, emitting golden bright light, Xiao Chen mighty 60% knife soul, let golden eagle the ultimate.

With this thousand cups of millennial fire, not only after the oppressive Liuyang, the sword king, the legs and feet were soft.

Even the descendants of the other thieves were stagnant, under tremendous pressure, and their hearts pounded.

At the same time, after a while, I felt scared. Luckily, Xiao Chen was not herself. This thousand glasses of wine pressed over. Think about it and it won't get cold.

Hundreds of cups of snow for a thousand years, Xiao Chen's head fainted slightly, haven't drunk so vigorously in a long time. Haven't been drunk in a long time, I can't remember the last time I was drunk.

Whatever the identity of the Blue Dragon King, whatever his five years as Emperor after the Blue Emperor is a meteor.

Let me get drunk this time. Whatever. Let me be proud.

Hair and clothes danced continuously, powerful knife accompanied Xiao Chen, long restrained in the heart of the hegemony, releasing uncontrollably.

“Ha Ha Ha Ha, the great Black Sea, the clouds of heaven, no one dares to drink with me! ”

Xiao Chen grabbed the glass and looked slightly red. She saw Liu Yang, who was scared. She couldn't help but laugh loudly. She laughed indiscriminately and was very happy with the wine.

Earlier swings in the glass surprised hundreds of martial artists in the lobby of the War Fire Wine Tower, a place that gathered some of the most intense martial artists in the Black Sea.

But when they came to the height of the tavern, they couldn't help but be surprised to see what was happening on the second floor.

“Holy shit, who the hell is this? Crazy! ”

“This is insane, this is insane. For the first time, I feel sorry for Liu Yang. Who dares to drink this thousand glasses of wine? ”

“This white knife, like the one who has been making a scene lately, cut off the head of the Sect Iron Man directly. ”

“Turns out it was him, I've heard that Xiayang's steady victory after the Thunder Fire King at that time was won by his bully, and it was a real shock to a large group of people. ”

Seeing Xiao Chen, the appearance of a wandering wreck, these secretly watching martial artists, whispering, eyes full of worship.

The strong are respected, wherever they are.

In the second floor, Ba Yan's face was sweaty. The Xiao Chen brothers were probably really drunk. He dared to say anything. One sentence offended all the pride in the presence of God.

“Hey, hey, but crazy enough, I love it!” Ba Yan grinned.

Liu Yang heard Xiao Chen, his face was red and white, some groundless. Earlier, Xiao Chen did not give him a toast, now a thousand cups are pressed, the repentant intestines are green.

Let him face it alone, such a vast knife, is simply incomparable.

“Don't laugh at me. I want Zhao Feng to drink with you! ”

Unexpectedly, the first person proud to come out of the room was Kang Feng, who had planted it once in Xiao Chen's hand.

Xiao Chen's eyes were blurred and Jiang Feng stood up. "Here's to you 100 cups! ”

Clang

In a long laugh, Xiao Chen waved his hand, suddenly a hundred cups of millennial fire, disengaged and quickly flew towards Kang Feng.

Each golden glass of wine is filled with Xiao Chen's powerful knife. Hundreds of glasses fly away, like a razor-sharp knife.

Kang Feng's face was heavy, he didn't dare to have a slight glitter, his body flashed, his hands changed, one cup at a time to catch up, put it in the entrance, and drink it directly.

But after only thirty drinks, he felt his footsteps, his head was dizzy, and the strength of the millennium fire made him drunk.

Pfft! Pfft!

After drinking more than a dozen glasses, Kang Feng couldn't hold on any longer. The movement of his hands slowed some down. He was immediately struck by a thousand glasses of fire. He hit his body and flew out.

Everyone can see how powerful the backlash of the finest wine is, and how powerful Xiao Chen can stand even with a hundred glasses.

“I'll drink with you! ”

“I, Liu Yun, drink with you! ”

But everyone's blood was inspired by Xiao Chen, with Kang Feng taking the lead, one by one stood out.

Time, which was empty on the second floor, was chaotic.

A black sea sky proud, all drunk, a millennial fire such a marvellous spirit. The next drink on a weekday makes you dizzy, you can't even drink dozens, you can't even get drunk.

In the confusion, someone with red eyes, angry heart, pulled out the blade towards Xiao Chen and killed the past.

This first one, the most tragic of the bullies, Liuyang, the long knife out of the sheath, a flashing body, is the kill.

Xiao Chen laughed and softly flew, lifting a cup of scattered millennium fire. Once drank, he gently avoided the past.

Reaching out for another drink, the shadowy figure, the thunder dragon stride, seven steps in a row, the thunder dragon chopped with the moonshadow knife, violently chopped past.

Bang

Liu Yang, blocked by a knife, was severely split out by Xiao Chen, and hit the wall of the liquor store, showing a little wolf.

Xiao Chen Yong-knife stood on the wine table, his footsteps were rugged, another drink, and his face smiled with disdain: “But that's it, you still want to attack me! ”

“Together! ”

A group of people were drunk, saw Xiao Chen standing at the wine table, the blood flowing, couldn't bear anymore, all killed the past.

“Well done. ”

Between half drunk and half awake, Xiao Chen only felt unconstrained. There was a kind of unprecedented indulgence, flowing in the blood, and volatilization of alcohol, which expanded this outburst a hundred times.

Laughed three times, waved the Moon Shadow Knife and killed the past directly.

Knife light sword shadow, visions, intense war, chaos, Xiao Chen in the crowd, came and flew away.

So much chaos, watching those peeping martial artists outside the building, dropped their glasses.

A good party turned out to be like this, no one thought of it.

More unexpectedly, Xiao Chen, drunk, let go of all his hands and feet. The power of one person to resist so much heavenly pride, instead of falling into the wind.

A powerful 60% of the sword's soul, even letting him occupy a little bit of initiative in the situation, in the middle of the sky, a thousand cups of millennial fire, has long been scattered.

The glass contains Xiao Chen's knife intentions. It was not broken during this unrest, but rather danced around with the unrest, ups and downs.

Xiao Chen was completely insane, releasing all the pressure, and from time to time drank a millennium fire, the great warrior group male.

Two hours later, apart from the sturdy main body of the tavern, other wine tables and shelves, screens, all kinds of decorations were shattered and the ground was a mess.

One day he could not be proud, not knowing whether he was completely drunk or fainted from Xiao Chen's wounds.

Shaking, Xiao Chen white clothes stained blood, a scarlet, many of them his own, but more of these heirs.

Xiao Chen, standing on the wine table, drank the last millennium fire, and looked hazy and drunk, and found that no one stood and couldn't help laughing again.

It's just that in this laugh, there's more desolation, more loneliness that outsiders can't understand.

The winds and clouds of the heavens and the earth emerged all my life, entering the Jianghu years hastened; the peak of Empire Road, infinite scenery, the lack of a great drunkenness in life.

Laughing loudly, Xiao Chen fell down quite a bit, and the empty glass of wine fell down and smashed into pieces.

When the war began, he hid in Ba Yan, and saw the scene hurriedly, looking at the wretched ground, grinned bitterly: “I really shouldn't have brought him here, this party host really should cry. ”

Until now, the host of the party did not see Ba Yan, and it was in his favor, did not see the best.

With Xiao Chen behind his back, he was ready to leave the wrong place and accidentally cut off all the pride in the sky. This was a bit of a fuss.