The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

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"This kid is weird!"

Another cultivator on the side of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm peak cultivator, after seeing the scene of the electric light and stone fire, his heart couldn't help but the secret path might have really missed this time.

Although this cultivator, like Ma Nanfeng, thought that Yun Xiao might be able to break the palm of Shan Changxin by trick, but the strange behavior of the young man had given him a trace of alertness.

The scene that took place in the depths of this drunken temple was naturally clear to Lu Ye who was not far away. His mood at this moment was quite complicated, and even a trace of awe was born.

Originally, Lu Ye only thought that Yun Xiao was resistant to wine. When he was outside, he only came forward to talk to Yun Xiao because his first impression was good.

But he didn't expect that even a strong man Shan Changxin in the late stage of the Heaven-Through-Sky realm would have his palm cut off by one of his swords. Such a ghostly method is simply terrifying.

And Yunxiao is so strong, while making Lu Ye startled and frightened, he also gave birth to a trace of worry. After all, that Shan Changxin was the great elder of the imperial palace of Drunken Xiancheng. He wounded him like this. The imperial palace was absolutely It is impossible to give up.

However, compared to the imperial palace's Sima Nanfeng, the feelings of these two were a little insignificant. At this moment, he looked at Shan Changxin's distorted face, almost his lungs exploded.

"Little bastard, do you know what you are doing?"

Man Nanfeng, who was angrily attacking his heart, was at this moment where there was still the stability of being an imperial palace in the outside world. If possible, he could not wait to take action immediately and smash the rough-clothed boy into pieces.

"What do you do? You can't see it yourself? Is it possible that the elders of your imperial palace are only allowed to shout and scream at others, but are not allowed to resist? What kind of reason is this?"

With regard to the imperial palace backed by the Canglong Imperial Palace, how could Yun Xiao have a slight affection? Hearing his words, the two who were still sober were a little dumbfounded.

In fact, above the Nine Dragons, the imperial palaces in the major cities really have this kind of deterrence. Sometimes, for the sake of family sects, even if they are bullied by the imperial palace, they can only It was swallowed.

I didn't know that I met Yun Xiao with such a sting, not only forcibly wounding the great elder of the imperial palace, but also uttering wild words and moving this unwritten rule to the bright side.

There are some things that cannot be said on the face. After all, the imperial palace still has to put on a face to maintain justice and order. Like this kind of rational rhetoric, even if Ma Nanfeng's mouth is covered in his mouth, it may not be necessary. Can argue with Yunxiao.

In terms of eloquence, Yun Xiao has not been afraid of anyone, let alone under such circumstances, so for a while, both Ma Nanfeng and Shan Changxin were speechless, and their complexions became purple.

call……

But at this moment, as if a breeze was blowing in the hall, the expressions of several people were shocked, and then they turned their eyes to the direction of the sound of the wind.

Although Ma Nanfeng wanted to kill Yunxiao immediately, but this is the Drunken Hall, he still has some scruples, or the owner behind the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, so he forced his breath first. Endured it.

It's just that Shan Changxin turned his head and his gaze was a bit bitter. It seems that he hasn't forgotten the revenge of the severed palm for a while, maybe it will break out again sometime.

"Huh? This breath..."

When Yun Xiao also turned his head because of the movement, he felt the air in the drunk palace, it seemed that it had become a little different at this moment, at least slightly different from the alcoholic smell just now.

This is also Yun Xiao's half-step holy step's soul power, so he can sense this change. As for the others, their expressions are a little dazed, obviously not knowing what the wind just now means.

"Tsk tusk, it seems that the strength of that person is really far surpassing these fellows of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm!"

In response to the change of alcohol in the hall, Yun Xiao's eyes flashed with a smile that was not a smile, and then looked at the few people over there slightly, as if he was expecting something.

"not good!"

The first person who reacted was Shan Changxin, the great elder of the imperial palace. He saw that his face changed slightly, and he finally sensed something, but it was a pity that he sensed it at this time. It was obviously too late.

Or perhaps it was the elder of the imperial palace in the late stage of the Heaven-Through-Sky Realm. After Yun Xiao cut off a palm, his ability to resist alcohol was far from being as strong as he was at the beginning.

Flop!

Just a few breaths of time passed, when Shan Changxin's face turned red, he finally fell to the ground with no support. It looked like he was drunk directly after drinking one hundred altars of fine wine. .

Obviously, the breeze that blew suddenly just now is a blessing to the alcohol in this drunk temple, like Ma Nanfeng or the peak cultivator of the sky-passing realm, although he can't sense deeper things, at least the alcohol is It's strong and somewhat obvious.

Ma Nanfeng came here to participate in the Drunken Immortal Conference. First, he wanted to find out the details of the boss behind the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, and secondly, he was indeed coveting the ultimate holy wine reward.

This Man Nanfeng himself is a senior alcoholic, and his thirst for Saint-Order wine is not much worse than those of ordinary cultivators. Since he has come here, he will definitely not give up.

What's more, Ma Nanfeng's opponent at this moment, there is only one cultivator who is also the pinnacle of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm, and a young boy who does not know the so-called so-called, how could he be willing to lose?

Especially after Shan Changxin fell to the ground, it was even more impossible for Ma Nanfeng to give up his pursuit of the ultimate wine, not only for himself, but also for the dignity of the imperial palace.

It's a pity that Ma Nanfeng didn't realize the tyranny of the person behind the scenes. With his cultivation at the pinnacle of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm, he probably didn't even have the qualifications to be regarded by that person?

At this time, Ma Nanfeng subconsciously picked up his majestic pulse, hoping to go further, and at the same time, the remaining Heaven-Through Peak powerhouse would naturally not give up easily. .

These two running pulses are contending with the alcohol. Looking at Yunxiao's side, they still have the same expression, stepping forward as if walking in a leisurely courtyard, looking even more chic.

Even Yun Xiao couldn't even feel the pulse fluctuations in her body. It was like an ordinary person walking on the street, so that the two minds next to her were a little strange.

"It seems that this kid really has some treasures to restrain alcohol!"

By forcibly running the pulse energy, he can barely contend with the strong alcoholic Ma Nanfeng, and the thoughts in his heart are once again determined. Perhaps only this reason can explain the strangeness of the rough-clothed boy.

Otherwise, how could a hairy boy in his early twenties be more tyrannical than the bosses who have lived for so many years on the ability to resist alcohol?

"what?"

Just when Ma Nanfeng was coveted and greedy for the possible treasures in Yun Xiao, his eyes suddenly rolled, and the two next to him clearly saw that in the depths of this drunk temple, the scenery seemed a little uncomfortable. It's the same.

I saw in the depths of the misty Drunken Hall just now, a desk that was several feet wide stood upright. On the desk, there was a wine jar exuding ancient flavor, which looked a little strange.

"Is that the holy wine?"

Sensing the special aura emanating from the wine jar, Ma Nanfeng and another cultivator at the pinnacle of the Heaven-Through-Sky realm were full of excitement.

"Holy wine, you must be my Ma Nanfeng's!"

At this moment, the superintendent of the imperial palace seemed to have selectively forgotten even his hatred for Yunxiao, and heard his mouth murmur, showing his uneasy heart.

Whoosh!

However, at this moment, the originally tepid world-passing peak powerhouse suddenly moved, and he swept towards the wine altar at an extremely fast speed.

"Meng Zhidao, you are looking for death!"

Seeing Ma Nanfeng's face couldn't help being gloomy as dripping water, and hearing the name in his mouth, Yun Xiao knew for the first time that he actually knew that person.

But after thinking about it, Yun Xiao was relieved. After all, Zui Xiancheng was so big, a strong man at the pinnacle of the heavenly realm, comparable to the strong man in the imperial palace, how could Ma Nanfeng not pay more attention?

In fact, this Meng Zhidao is the head of a big family in Zui Xiancheng. If you look at the cultivation of the pulse, you are not under Ma Nanfeng, but the backgrounds of the two sides are not comparable.

Compared with other low-level cultivators, Meng Zhidao would not have too much fear of Ma Nanfeng, especially before this might be something of a saint-level wine, he was really a little bit unable to control it.

Most of the people who can come to this drunk immortal conference are those who are addicted to alcohol, this Meng Zhidao is no exception, and he also knows that the so-called fine wine of the holy order may give him a long-lasting pulse cultivation. Mention it up again.

Legend has it that every one of the sommeliers who can brew Saint-tier wine must be at or above the Saint-tier level. From that Saint-tier wine, perhaps they can get a sense of breaking through to the three levels of Saint Veins.

Under such circumstances, even if Ma Nanfeng is the imperial palace, Meng Zhidao will not give in the slightest. This is the courage that every cultivator at the peak of the Heavenly Tongtian realm should have.

If he doesn't even have the courage to fight with others, then if Meng Zhidao wants to break through to the three holy veins, I am afraid it will become a mirrored flower and watery moon, and it will become a fantasy from then on.

Therefore, hearing the threatening voice of Ma Nanfeng behind him, Meng Zhidao, who had already made up his mind, paid no attention at all. He believed that as long as he could get the wine jar first, even if Ma Nanfeng wanted to take it away, It may not be easy to do.

As for the rough-clothed boy who also walked here, although Meng Zhidao was amazed at the weirdness of cutting off Shan Changxin's palm, he would not really take it too seriously. After some cryptic cards are shown in front of people, the threat is not It's that big again.

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