I’ll give you a hundred glasses, and I’ll give you a toast. Do you dare to drink it
The huge Golden Crow exudes golden light, and Xiao Chen's powerful 60% sword soul makes the Golden Crow's momentum sharp to the extreme.
With the thousand cups of thousand-year fire, Liu Yang, the sword king, was not only oppressed, but his legs and feet became weak.
Even the other descendants of the robbers had dull expressions on their faces, feeling great pressure and their hearts pounding.
At the same time, I felt a sense of fear, but luckily it was not me who was teasing Xiao Chen. I shuddered just thinking about this toast of fine wine.
After drinking a hundred cups of Millennium Snow, Xiao Chen's head felt slightly dizzy. He hadn't drunk so much in a long time. I haven't been drunk for a long time. I can't remember the last time I was drunk.
No matter what his status as the Azure Dragon King, no matter what he is after the Qing Emperor, no matter what he is, if he doesn't become the emperor in five years, he will be a shooting star.
This time, let me get drunk and not care about anything, just let me be arrogant and uninhibited!
The hair and clothes kept dancing, and the powerful sword intention cooperated with Xiao Chen. The aura of dominance that had been restrained in his heart for a long time was released without any scruples.
"Hahahaha, in this huge Black Sea, there are so many talented people, but not even one dares to drink with me!"
Xiao Chen held the wine glass and his face turned red. When he saw the frightened Liu Yang, he couldn't help laughing loudly. He laughed unscrupulously and was extremely happy to match the drunkenness.
The previous movement of the wine glass shocked hundreds of warriors in the lobby of Zhanhuo Restaurant. This place gathered a group of warriors with the most intense personalities in the Black Sea.
But when they reached the top of the restaurant and secretly saw the situation on the second floor, they couldn't help but be surprised.
"Let me go, who is this? So crazy!"
"It's so crazy. It's so crazy. It's the first time I feel that Liu Yang is so pitiful. Who dares to drink these thousand glasses of wine!"
"This swordsman in white seems to be the one who caused a lot of trouble recently. He was the one who chopped off the head of the Iron Man of Zongwu Hall."
"It turned out to be him. I've heard that it was said that after the Thunder Fire King, Xia Yang was winning steadily, but he was so domineering that he lost it. A lot of people were really shocked at that time."
Seeing Xiao Chen's dissolute appearance, these warriors watching secretly talked in low voices with admiration in their eyes.
The strong are respected, no matter where they are.
On the second floor, Bayan looked ashamed. Brother Xiao Chen was probably really drunk. He dared to say anything and offended all the geniuses present.
"Hehe, it's just crazy enough, I like it!" Bayan grinned.
When Liu Yang heard Xiao Chen's words, his face turned red and white, feeling a little ashamed. Previously, Xiao Chen had spoken out against him, but Xiao Chen didn't give him a toast in return. Now, after a thousand cups were pressed against him, he regretted that his intestines were blue.
Let him face it alone. It is impossible to match such a huge sword intention.
"Don't laugh at me. There is no one in the Black Sea. I want Zhao Feng to drink with you!"
Unexpectedly, the first person present to stand up was Jiang Feng, who had been defeated by Xiao Chen once.
Xiao Chen's drunken eyes were dim, he saw Jiang Feng stand up, he laughed and said: "I'll toast you a hundred glasses!"
Whoosh!
While laughing loudly, Xiao Chen waved his hand, and immediately a hundred cups of thousand-year fire broke away and flew quickly towards Jiang Feng.
Every cup of golden wine contains Xiao Chen's powerful sword spirit, and hundreds of cups flying away are like hundreds of wisps of cold sword spirit.
Jiang Feng's face darkened, not daring to look down upon him at all. His figure flashed, his hands changed, he took one cup after another, put it into his mouth, and drank it directly.
But after only thirty drinks, he felt staggered in his steps and dizzy. The powerful stamina of the Thousand-Year Fire made him gradually drunk.
Phew! Phew!
After drinking more than ten cups, Jiang Feng couldn't hold on anymore. The movements of his hands slowed down a bit, and he was suddenly hit by cups of thousand-year fire. His whole body was covered with bruises and flew away.
Only then did everyone realize how strong the staying power of the best wine was, and how powerful Xiao Chen was who could still stand firm after drinking hundreds of cups.
"I'll drink with you!"
"I, Liu Yun, will drink with you!"
But everyone's enthusiasm was aroused by Xiao Chen. With Jiang Feng taking the lead, one by one stood up.
Suddenly, the originally empty second floor became chaotic.
All the prodigies of the Black Sea were drunk with the best liquor like Thousand Years Fire. Normally, one drink would make people feel dizzy, and even after dozens of drinks, it would be difficult not to get drunk.
In the chaos, someone with red eyes and anger in his heart pulled out his weapon and killed Xiao Chen.
The first one to take action was Liu Yang, who had been bullied the most. He drew his sword out of its sheath, ducked and struck out with his killer move.
Xiao Chen laughed loudly, lifted up a cup of scattered Thousand-Year Fire, drank it down, and dodged it lightly.
He stretched out his hand to drink another drink, and with his erratic figure, he performed the Thunder Dragon Step. After taking seven steps in a row, the Thunder Dragon Slash followed the Moon Shadow Sword and slashed through violently.
boom!
Liu Yang, who was blocking with his sword, was violently thrown away by Xiao Chen and hit the wall of the restaurant, looking a little embarrassed.
Xiao Chen Hengdao stood on the wine table, staggering on his feet, drank another drink, and said with a disdainful smile: "It's just that, you still want to sneak attack on me!"
"Go together!"
A group of people were drunk. When they saw Xiao Chen standing on the wine table, their blood flowed. They could no longer hold back and killed them all.
"Well come."
Half drunk and half awake, Xiao Chen only felt unrestrained. There was a kind of wantonness that he had never experienced before, flowing in his blood. After the alcohol evaporated, this wantonness expanded a hundred times.
He laughed three times, waved the Moon Shadow Knife, and killed him directly.
There were flashes of swords and shadows, and there were various visions. In the fierce battle, there was chaos. Xiao Chen shuttled in and out among the crowd.
Such a chaotic battle shocked the warriors who were peeking outside the building.
No one expected that a good party would turn into this.
What is even more unexpected is that Xiao Chen, who was drunk, let go of all his hands and feet. With the power of one person, he could compete with so many talented people, but he was not at a disadvantage.
The powerful 60% sword soul even allowed him to take some initiative in the situation. Thousand cups of thousand-year fire were scattered in the air.
The wine glass contained Xiao Chen's sword intention. It did not break in the chaos. Instead, it rose and fell and flew around with the chaos.
Xiao Chen went completely crazy and released all the pressure. From time to time he would drink a cup of Millennium Fire and fight against the heroes.
Two hours later, except for the solid main body of the restaurant, other wine tables, shelves, screens, and various decorations were all broken, and the ground was a mess.
One by one, the geniuses fell to the ground. It was unclear whether they were completely drunk or were injured by Xiao Chen and passed out.
While swaying, Xiao Chen's white clothes were stained with blood and turned scarlet. Many of them were his own, and even more belonged to the descendants of these big thieves.
Xiao Chen, who was standing on the wine table, drank the last cup of Millennium Fire. He looked around with hazy drunken eyes and found that no one was standing. He couldn't help but burst into laughter again, but there was something more desolate in this laughter. A loneliness that is difficult for outsiders to understand.
The turmoil in the world comes from my generation, and the years rush me as soon as I enter the world; the peak of the imperial road, the scenery is infinite, and there is no shortage of a drunken life.
With a loud laugh, Xiao Chen fell straight down, and the empty wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.
When the fighting started, Ba Yan, who had hid aside, quickly rushed over when he saw this scene. He looked at the messy place and said with a bitter smile: "I really shouldn't have brought him here. The person hosting the party really should have Cried."
Until now, the person who hosted the party, Bayan, has not seen him, which is exactly what he wanted. It would be best if he did not see him.
Carrying Xiao Chen on his back, he was preparing to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, but he accidentally chopped down all the geniuses. This made the matter a bit big.
[Chapter 2 delivered]