bullyxtreme Chapter 388 The way to get drunk!
Chapter 388 The way to get drunk!
"Hoo~!"
Spitting out a mouthful of turbid wine, the wine is turbid and seems to be like an endless river falling from the sky. Every drop of wine is wrapped in the avenue of wine, making people intoxicated, forgetting things and self, and unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
"Buzz!"
The field of vision in front of Chu Xun instantly turned into a surging river falling from the sky. The rushing waves carried the power of the world. Chu Xun was intoxicated with one glance. Even if he was awakened with a vigilance deep in his heart, he was instantly suppressed by other artistic conceptions. My mind felt as if I had arrived at the quiet Sutra Pavilion, where I could sit cross-legged and read books quietly.
"The sword rides on the wind,"
"Conquer the devil between heaven and earth."
As Lang Lang's voice entered his mind, his confused mind suddenly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw a boundless sword river surging forward. The degree of domineering was not weaker than the sword intention of the river!
"Finished!" Chu Xun felt a sense of awe in his heart, raised his hand and swiped his sword through the air, but in his heart he still didn't know whether the artistic conception contained in the mouthful of turbid wine just sprayed by the Jiujianxian was an illusion.
He has experienced this.
It feels completely different.
This illusion.
Too realistic.
Intoxicating.
"Zheng!"
A green lotus bloomed in front of him to resist the overwhelming sword energy.
Jiu Jianxian raised his head and took a sip of wine, laughing with a drunken look on his face:
"The water of the great river comes up from the sky,"
"Run to the sea and never return!"
Another majestic sword intent swept over me, and I felt like my chest was filled with clouds. Endless magnanimity spread from my heart. The Jiujianxian counted his swords one after another, each sword was more heroic than the other. Each sword was more domineering than the other. There were some cracks in the Qinglian protecting her body.
"Rapeng rises with the same wind in one day!"
"It soared to ninety thousand miles!"
The Jiu Sword Immortal printed wine with one hand and swung the sword with the other. Infinite sword intent surged out. Close to a blooming green lotus, it was impossible to withstand such domineering sword energy. Chu Xun's eyes also filled with a gleam of light, and he murmured: "Move sword!"
"Zheng!"
Within Qinglian.
Offer a small sword.
This is the essence of Qinglian's sword intention. After absorbing the sword intention of countless sages in Jianzhou, it has already become extraordinary after being nourished. However, when he moved the sword, Chu Xun still asked: "What was that sword just now?" ?”
"Hey~!"
Accompanied by the swaying sword light.
The wine swordsman drank boldly.
He laughed and said: "One of the drinks!"
"Drunk one!"
"The way of wine!"
“The Tao lies in wine!”
"Hahaha!"
He laughed boldly, not caring at all what the consequences would be if he used this small sword. As he walked drunkenly, he wielded the original sword intention, and the Tao of wine was blended into it, causing the smell of wine to appear all around. Fragrant, but Chu Xun had already been vigilant, his mind was clear, and he stabbed with a sword!
"Zheng!"
The little sword whistled.
The momentum is like breaking the bamboo.
Annihilate the Wine Sword Immortal!
Boo!
49 floors!
Clearance!
But Chu Xun did not have any joyful emotions, but was reminiscing about Jiujianxian's actions. The drunken spirit could actually be condensed into the Great Sage Dao Fruit, and it also had such power. It was still an illusion but better than an illusion. If Jiujianxian had already The way of drunkenness makes people intoxicated and confused. If someone assists, wouldn't it be terrifyingly powerful?
Even without the help of anyone to fade out the ability of the Wine Sword Immortal, with his surging sword intent and the Fruit of Wine, he can still be ranked among the top fifteen saints. It is a pity that I don’t know how the Sword Tower created such a character!
"Boom!"
Floor!
……
……
outside world.
Saint ranking.
13!
12!
11!
Chu Xun's ranking suddenly soared and even pushed Cao Chong, the leader of the Wulin League, down. This made Cao Chong face a sudden shock and surprise, with a sigh in his eyes. On that day, he felt that Chu Xun was very strong and had no confidence in defeating him. , but I never thought that he would be so strong, and he has already been ranked... No. 11 without any notice.
Eleven.
It turned out to be eleven.
These passers-by and the forces who placed bets all opened their eyes wide. Especially when Chu Xun pushed down the ranking of Cao, the leader of the Wulin Alliance, countless people were extremely surprised. No one could have imagined that this would be the case. As a result, although Chu Xun was the goalkeeper at the bottom of the saint list, everyone felt that his strength was limited.
But at the moment.
But it subverted their cognition.
a dark horse.
Better than expected.
More wild!
Darker!
Eleventh place on the saint list!
Chu Xun!
The words floating on the list of saints were so bright and dazzling that even the pupils of General Zhennan of the Qin Dynasty became colder and colder, and his eyes were gloomy. This thing that was not eliminated in Huangzhou that day has finally become a disaster. He Leng Bingbing said: "You send a message to Zhenwu Great Sage and ask him to come quickly. If you don't deal with it, he will be dead. Don't blame me for not reminding him!"
Now he is almost in the top ten of the saint list.
Let settle for some time.
Would even the Great Sage Zhenwu dare to say that he would be killed for sure?
……
Inside the Sword Tower.
50 floors.
Chu Xun had just gathered his mind when he saw the figure of a strange man in front of him. He was dressed in coarse linen and carried a long sword on his back. His expression was dull. If he were walking on the street, no one would notice him. little swordsman.
"Zheng!"
He was as taciturn as he looked, and had not said many words. He pulled out the scabbard on his back, and a bright sword light filled the air, and then slashed directly at Chu Xun!
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Green Lotus Sword Intent.
Cracked!
And the other side.
Only one sword was used!
"Stronger!" Chu Xun's eyes showed a solemn look, and he also vaguely realized that it would be impossible to continue to attack the next level with just one sword. The swordsmen who were revealed one after another not only had their own personalities, but the swords in their hands were even more powerful. It's terrifyingly sharp.
"Zheng!"
The second sword swing!
Unremarkable.
There are no moves.
There is no artistic conception.
It's just a pure sword.
But this sword cuts out.
But it's more powerful than the last sword!
"Clang!"
The simple little sword in the center of the green lotus was immediately brought out. In a duel with the Wine Sword Immortal, this small sword could instantly defeat the Jiu Sword Immortal. However, if it were the swordsman in front of him, he found that there was nothing he could do.
"Zheng!"
The third sword is coming!
A simple little sword.
There is a sense of being invincible.
"block!"
Fourth sword!
The fifth sword!
The sixth sword!
"What kind of method is this!" Even Chu Xun was a little numb. He had fought many swordsmen, and had experienced the swordsmanship of many sages in Jianzhou to the Holy Land, but he had never encountered such a weird player. His initial burst of fighting power might be on par with his own, but then one sword was stronger than the other, and one sword was stronger than the other. This was too evil!
In the Tianji Pavilion, the middle-aged men in blue robes looked at the battle with serious expressions, and said softly: "The swordsman in linen clothes, his sword is the purest and most ordinary, without any artistic conception or moves; it is just a sword. The sword is better than a sword, and he belongs to the supreme genius of Jianzhou. When we fought in the sword tower, his moves were copied by the sword tower and turned into one of them!"
A younger junior was surprised and said: "Ma Yi Swordsman, I have heard of him. His sword is very pure. When a quasi-emperor level expert asks him about swordsmanship, his answer is that every sword is his own peak sword." But, as for me, I just need to make sure that every sword strike is the strongest in my life, and the next sword is better than the previous one!"
It seems nonsensical.
But he fought to the extreme.
Just believe.
This sword out.
It is my strongest sword.
Better than any previous sword.
With this idea in mind, he embarked on a new path, but the experts in Tianji Pavilion were sitting upright and said, "Are we finally going to force him to use other methods?"