My master is a god

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update my master is the latest chapter of the gods!A total of thirty-four bottles of beer, this is a myth in the eyes of ordinary people, something that is not in the Guinness Book of Records. Today, Yang Yiyun is going to complete it like a rainbow.

In another ten seconds, the eighth bottle of beer blows down, and then the ninth...

This time Yang Yiyun drank the twentieth bottle in one breath before stopping.

After taking a breath, he drank twelve bottles.

At this moment, his stomach was so full that he was about to start hanging up.

The "Universal Good Fortune" in his body is running. Under the influence of the true energy, the beer that he drank in his stomach began to evaporate a little bit. His situation at this time is a bit similar to the Tianlong Babu Zhong, Duan Yu and Qiao Feng fight wine, Duan Yu can't drink When Qiao Feng, he used the Six-Medition Excalibur to force the drink from his little finger out of his body.

Yang Yiyun's cheating was even more clever. He directly used Zhen Qi to refine the alcohol into sweat and evaporate it out of his body.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yang Yiyun's face is just reddish, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

For a full 20 bottles of beer, the total time spent is less than six minutes. This is a myth.

The onlookers were stunned.

The whistle and applause sounded like thunder.

When Yang Yiyun turned Zhenqi to cheat, sighs from all around came in his ears.

A certain boy said: "My God, is this buddy alive and well?"

"More than the wine fairy is alive, I think he is the god of wine!"

"Twenty bottles of beer were killed in less than six minutes. The Guinness Book of World Records might not have this record!"

"I can only say that it's abnormal."

"Monster~"

"There are fourteen bottles left, guess he can finish it?"

"I can't finish drinking it. I have already finished 20 bottles of cold water. Even if he has 20 bottles of cold water, he can't fit it!"

"I bet this buddy can drink a few more bottles."

"You said one-to-six, how much can those six drink?"

"It's just six bitches. Look, the most one only drank four bottles and he was already unstable. Each of the six of them had fifteen bottles. I think they can't finish half of them."

"Hey, the six of you are going to kneel and call grandson in a while."

People watching the excitement all around, one by one, Yang Yiyun has won a big fame in their eyes, no matter whether Yang Yiyun can finish the remaining 14 bottles of beer today, the 20 bottles he blows down have become a myth.

As for the six Wei Ren at this moment, their faces turned into pig livers. The abnormality in their hearts towards Yang Yiyun was no less than that of those around them watching the excitement.

Looking at the twenty empty wine bottles in front of Yang Yiyun, and then at Wei Ren, who had less than fifteen empty bottles in front of him, he felt depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

At this moment, he really understood that Yang Yiyun was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, deliberately digging a hole for six of them, and the six of them jumped into the big hole that Yang Yiyun had dug with complacency.

Now, this big pit is enough to bury them, and after jumping in, there is no need to cover the soil, and there will be no traces.

Wei Ren knew that there were only three paths left for them today.

First, drinking all the wine can save a bit of face, but a full fifteen bottles can't be drunk to death.

Second, kneel down to beg for mercy and call out to Grandpa Yang Yiyun, but this is also impossible. If they really kneel down and call Grandpa Yang Yiyun, the six of them will have no face to meet people.

The third and last one is the best and the worst for them. Drinking desperately, drinking fragments, and then unconscious, this matter can be confused.

The consequence of this is injury, or stomach bleeding.

At this moment, Wei Ren's six are already riding a tiger. They are being watched by many people, and it is not easy to pretend to be dizzy. As Yang Yiyun said, the onlookers are from other schools. They are big masters, and they are of a passionate age. Age is very important, even if you drink vomiting blood, you must continue to drink.

Liu Lingling on one side was extremely worried, and asked Yang Yiyun in a low voice, "How are you? If it doesn't work, don't drink it. You don't need to be childish if you drink Wei Ren?"

Qian Xiaobei also said: "Yes, yeah, Boss Yun, you are already super god today. If you blow a full 20 bottles, I doubt if you are a human being. It's too awesome. Don't drink it."

"Yes, you can't drink anymore, something will happen if you drink it." Lin Huan looked at Yang Yiyun's eyes with worry.

"Dude, the face has come back, there is no need to drink it again, Yang Lin has not convinced a few people, you count one today." Yang Lin said seriously.

The pseudo-mother Lanhua pointed to a bow: "Oh, Yang Yiyun, you are too gentleman today. I like it, but I am more worried about your body."

Several people expressed concern. At first, Yang Yiyun was very touched by the ears, but in the end I liked the pseudonymous sentence, and almost made Yang Yiyun vomit.

Hurriedly said: "Stop it, especially the pseudo-mother, don't say you like me in the future, buddies are normal, and this drink is nothing to me, don't worry about it."

Hearing Yang Yiyun speak clearly and his body was not shaken, Liu Lingling all felt relieved, which showed that he was really fine.

At the same time, everyone thought Yang Yiyun was abnormal.

After Yang Yiyun received his work, he was full of blood and resurrected. The wine in his belly was all refined. He smiled at Wei Ren and said, "Duke Wei can beg for forgiveness now. I won't let you kneel down. Just call a grandson. Drink, what do you think?"

"Humph~" Wei Ren snorted coldly and said stiffly: "What are you proud of, haven't you finished it? There are 14 bottles left, I see how you can drink it, only 15 bottles of beer, I can still drink it. "

"Hey, that's all right, as long as you don't admit to counseling, I will rest assured, come and continue, see how buddies drink and learn a little! Haha~"

Yang Yiyun smiled badly, just to arouse Wei Ren and the others.

He grabbed a bottle and started blowing.

A total of 14 bottles remained. After refining the 20 bottles he drank, he was now in a zero state.

In the whistles and screams around, Yang Yiyun drank one bottle after another.

Fourteen bottles of beer were blown off in less than three minutes, and only three bottles were left on the table.

At this time, the whistles and screams all around stopped involuntarily, and everyone was frightened by Yang Yiyun's drinking.

In the eyes of everyone, Yang Yiyun did not stop, and blew off the last three bottles in one breath.

"Bang Dang~"

After drinking the last sip of beer, Yang Yiyun threw the empty bottle on the table and let out a bang.

He created a myth today that one person killed thirty-four bottles of beer.

At this moment, the eyes of the surroundings stayed on Yang Yiyun. Everyone wanted to see if Yang Yiyun would fall down or spout out.

After a while, Yang Yiyun just hit a wine barrier.

Yang Lin behind him narrowed his eyes, his face was full of heat, took the lead and clapped.

Then came thunderous applause and whistles.

Yang Yiyun chuckled, waved his hand to stop everyone around him, and then looked at Wei Ren with a shocked look of six and said: "Duke Wei, I have finished drinking. Now I am waiting to watch your performance. Don't confuse or pretend to be dizzy. Still, I can’t drink that sentence, I can ask for mercy."

"Who asks you to drink it~" Wei Ren hated Yang Yiyun, but he didn't lose face at all.

This guy immediately started blowing.

The hard-hearted performance made Yang Yiyun give him a high look.

"Yes, drink~" At this time, the onlookers yelled and asked Wei Ren to drink the wine in front of them.

"Drink and drink..."

The booing booing, the whistling whistle, all staring at Wei Renjiu's drinking.

The six had a bitter face and closed their eyes one by one and began to drink.

At a certain moment, a fat man beside Wei Ren finally finished when he drank the tenth bottle.

"Spray~"

In an instant, a big mouthful came out of his mouth, and then he slammed, and the fat man fell down, completely fragmented.

Perhaps it was because the fat man squirted out, like a chemical reaction, and three people immediately followed, puff puff puff also sprayed.

The three have not drunk as much as the fat man, no more than eight bottles of wine.

There was a Wei Ren and a thin man left in the field.

The thin man tremblingly held the bottle before drinking two bottles of beer. He held a bottle in his hand and didn't drink it. He looked bitterly at the fallen companion in the field.

Only Wei Ren got the seventh bottle.

But at this moment, Grandpa Wei had a pale face. Some people blushed after drinking, and some people turned pale after drinking. Wei Ren is a kind of white.

It seemed that Wei Ren's eyes began to blur, picked up the eighth bottle, rolled his tongue and said, "I... drink it to you... see~"

"Gudong Gudong~"

When Wei Ren started to drink the eighth bottle, Yang Yiyun smiled and stepped back, casually saying to the pseudo-mother behind him: "Go back, don't say I didn't remind you~"

"No reminder..." The pseudo-mother didn't finish her last awake word.

I heard a sound of'puff'.

The next moment the pseudo-mother screamed: "Ah~Wei Eunuch, I want to kill you~"

However, Wei Ren finally did not resist, and sprayed out, and sprayed on the pseudo-mother who was closer.

At this time, the pseudo-mother reacted. Why did Yang Yiyun remind him to step back? It turned out that he had noticed that Wei Ren would spray!

The pseudo-mother screamed and wanted to beat the father-in-law Wei, but father-in-law Wei had fragmented and fell to the ground as a dead dog. The angry pseudo-mother began to curse Yang Yiyun.