Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

Bixiao is the most agile.

Hearing Gu Changqing's agreement, she immediately jumped in front of everyone.

Then, he took out a full cup of Gengjin Immortal Wine.

Then, he drank it all in one gulp!

Suddenly, a hint of bright red appeared visibly on her exquisite and beautiful face.

But the next moment, something strange happened.

Sa!

All that was heard was a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Bixiao's blood surged, and an unparalleled aura burst out from his body.

Sword intent!

That is an extremely pure sword intent!

All the disciples immediately showed expressions of inexplicable surprise.

"Hiss... Is Senior Sister Bixiao's sword attainment also so profound?"

"As expected of a saint's disciple, with a stunning appearance and domineering swordsmanship."

"Senior Sister Bixiao, have you drunk too much? Is that why you have trouble controlling your breath?"

Many ordinary disciples and registered disciples were amazed.

In their impression, Bixiao seemed to be lively and agile, like a mountain elf, harmless to humans and animals.

But today's sword intent made it clear to everyone.

After all, as a disciple taught directly by a saint, Bixiao's attainments in swordsmanship are incomparable to those of ordinary disciples.

Compared with ordinary disciples, the reactions of Yunxiao and Qiongxiao were even more unexpected.

"Third sister? When did you develop such a sharp and fierce sword power?"

"That's right. It seems that the power from before was even more breathtaking than that of the two of us?!"

The two girls spoke immediately.

The three sisters understand each other very well.

Therefore, Yunxiao and Qiongxiao knew very well that Bixiao's attainments in swordsmanship were far from being as strong as they had previously sensed.

However, he heard the exclamations of the crowd and the questions from his two sisters.

At this moment, Bixiao also had a look of confusion on his face.

"This... I don't know why either."

"It seems that... after that glass of fine wine went down my throat, the sword art that I controlled began to operate involuntarily."

"Moreover, a more domineering force has been injected into it."

Bixiao looked as if he was recalling something, and said this doubtfully.

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples looked at Gu Changqing.

what?

This time, the fine wine actually has such an effect?

Faced with everyone's confused and doubtful expressions, Gu Changqing ignored them.

At this time, he was also drinking Gengjin Xianniang one cup after another.

With every sip of wine, a powerful aura circulated around his body.

This scene undoubtedly confirmed what Bixiao said.

How could anyone still have any doubt? !

"If that's the case, what's wrong with getting drunk today?!"

"Haha, the more you drink, the greater the transformation."

"Today, I will drink a thousand pounds of wine."

The disciples no longer had any doubts or hesitations.

They all entered Gu Changqing's cave and took out jar of fine wine.

For a moment, hundreds of thousands of disciples were completely excited.

Jin'ao Island was also bustling with people, it was so lively!

Even all the cultivators in the outside world couldn't help but look sideways.

"Tsk... Is that fellow Daoist Drunken Swordsman distributing fine wine to everyone again?"

"It's a pity that we are not from Jiejiao, otherwise I would like to try the wine of the Drunken Sword Immortal. What is so mysterious about it?"

"As expected of Jiejiao, there is no discrimination in teaching."

"Such a peaceful and lively atmosphere is rare among the saints."

Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

By now, it is a well-known fact that Gu Changqing's wine is extraordinary.

Some powerful people couldn't help but reveal envious expressions, regretting that they couldn't have a taste of it.

In addition, there are also strong people who lament the atmosphere of Jiejiao.

You know, in the Chan sect, the rules are very strict.

The disciples also treat each other with respect.

It is rare to see people like the Jiejiao, drinking wine together without distinction between you and me.

Such a huge commotion finally disturbed Tongtian in the Biyou Palace.

At this time, in the Biyou Palace!

The sage Tongtian, who had been practicing in seclusion, slowly opened his eyes.

I could hear the non-stop chatter, laughter, and conversation from the outside world.

Tongtian couldn't help but shook his head and laughed.

"These guys really can't be quiet for a moment."

"Even if you are promoting a Changqing disciple, it shouldn't be like this, right?"

Tongtian said to himself.

He naturally thought that everyone was still talking about Gu Changqing's previous heaven-defying act.

But the next moment, Tongtian realized something was wrong.

There is no other reason!

Sensing carefully, Tongtian had already sensed the specific words of the disciples.

"Haha...Brother Lu Yue, let's have another drink!"

"Senior Sister Jin Ling has a huge capacity for drinking. She can drink hundreds of cups without getting drunk."

"Haha, Senior Brother Duobao, why are you so drunk?"

Tongtian was stunned when he heard such words, and then he reacted.

This is not promoting or praising Gu Changqing at all.

It's clearly just nonsense after being drunk.

Of course, if this happened to Gu Changqing, it wouldn't seem strange, and Tongtian had even become accustomed to it.

But from what people said, it was obvious that hundreds of thousands of disciples of Jiejiao had participated in it and were drunk.

My Jiejiao, a dignified sect of saints, has turned into a sect full of drunkards?

Tongtian was completely speechless with black lines on his head!

"Disciple Changqing, it's fine if you just like fine wine!"

"But how can you lead your fellow disciples astray?"

Tongtian spoke unhappily, muttering to himself.

Not bad!

In his opinion, Gu Changqing's letting hundreds of thousands of disciples drink together and getting so drunk was simply leading the other disciples astray.

After all, not every disciple of Jiejiao can be as amazing as Gu Changqing and gain improvement from drinking wine.

Before he finished speaking, he immediately stood up and left the Biyou Palace.

I would like to see why hundreds of thousands of disciples of Jiejiao are so drunk?

Manifest in the outside world.

At the first moment, Tongtian saw endless divine light bursting and fairy light interweaving in the direction of Gu Changqing's cave.

Large patches of divine light shone down, appearing extremely holy.

At the same time, in the sky, more terrifying scenes emerged.

Above Zhao Gongming's head, a real immortal sword was hanging high, thousands of feet wide, crushing the void and tearing the universe apart.

Above the head of the Golden Spirit Mother, the sword is mighty and powerful, standing like a divine peak, full of oppression!

Duobao, the first disciple of Jiejiao, is even more amazing.

He looked like he was already very drunk.

His body was swaying and standing in the void.

There is no sword in his hand, but he dances high in the sky.

His movements are strange and unpredictable, mysterious and inexplicable.

With every move, there was an endless interweaving of sword intent that was even more outrageous and domineering than that of Zhao Gongming and others.

He looked a bit like Gu Changqing.

Looking at this scene, Tongtian's originally somewhat angry expression suddenly froze.

He was dazed and stood there in amazement!

strangeness!

It's so strange!

Is this... still my Jiejiao?

For a moment, Tongtian couldn't help but have such thoughts in his mind.