Chapter 137: Drunken Maniac, Sword No Drunk!
With the huge black qi palm pressed down, Qin Feng didn't have time to carefully find a way to escape!
If there is no accident, under this palm, he will definitely be slapped to death like 'Xiaoqiang', there is no second possibility!
I'm going to die here...?!And die so aggrieved?!
My road is coming to an end?!
Qin Feng was unwilling in his heart!!
And at this time, a leisurely voice sounded in his ears.
"Boy, isn't it very urgent? Promise the old man one thing, the old man will save your life, this deal is a good deal, can you do it?"
Who?!How is this sound so familiar!
However, at this time, Qin Feng could no longer be allowed to think about who had transmitted the voice to him.
"Do!"
Whoop!
Almost at the same moment, a long laugh sounded, and from above the sky, a brilliant sword light that pierced the night fell!
The black qi handprint that was about to be suppressed did not have the slightest resistance under this sword light, and it was directly annihilated and dissipated.
At the same time, a sword light slashed down towards the phantom body of the Great Elder of the Poison Prison Valley!
This phantom body is also clever, and he hurriedly rolled Zhou Hong back a hundred meters, and then dodged, leaving a ditch more than ten zhang deep on the ground.
Qin Feng looked at this sword light, listened to the laughter, and looked up slightly.
No wonder the sound feels a little familiar!
It turned out to be this product!
This drunken maniac is so strong!
The sword at the feet of the drunkard stood in the air, and he himself stood on the tip of the sword with one foot, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and was drinking vigorously.
"Oh, boy, haven't you seen the old man for a long time, I miss it very much at the moment!"
The drunken maniac grinned at Qin Feng, revealing his big white teeth, which were in stark contrast to his dirty face.
"The sword is not drunk!"
The phantom body of the Great Elder of the Poison Prison Valley obviously recognized the drunken maniac, and although he couldn't see his expression clearly, he could also hear his surprise.
"Oh, the old man seems to recognize you. ”
The drunken maniac looked drunk, looking at the phantom body of the Great Elder of the Poison Prison Valley.
"Hey, are you... Forget it, the old man doesn't remember, get out of here. ”
Jian Wudrunk waved his hand impatiently.
And the great elder of this poisonous prison valley turned out to be obedient, he was here with this phantom body, and he had been hiding in Zhou Hong's body, just because he was afraid that Zhou Hong would be killed.
But now what he has to worry about is whether his phantom body will be killed by Jian Wudrunk, if it is killed, the body will be injured at most, but it is not certain whether Zhou Hong can bring it back.
This Zhou Hong has been cultivated by him with countless efforts, and if he misses this, he may not be able to find a replacement in the future.
must not be disappointed, since the guy in front of him does not intend to destroy his phantom body, then he naturally has to go.
Without the slightest hesitation, the phantom body of the Great Elder of the Poison Prison Valley, wrapped up with Zhou Hong, turned into a cloud of black qi and broke through the air.
"Why didn't you kill him?"
Qin Feng glanced at the black qi that broke through the air, and there was coldness in his eyes.
"A phantom body, what's the use of destroying it, but it dirties the old man's sword. ”
Jian Wudrunk smiled, jumped down from the tip of the sword, and landed in front of Qin Feng, his clothes were in tatters, and he was drunk and swaying when he walked.
"Who's that man?"
Qin Feng asked the second question.
"Great Elder of the Poison Prison Valley, Duan Chong, it seems that the cultivation has arrived... Alas, alas, it doesn't matter. A bedbug who only knows how to run, if the old man hadn't been too lazy to kill him, he would have seen Hades go earlier. ”
Jian Wudrunk seemed to be a little more sober at this time.
"Come, have a drink. ”
Saying that, he handed the wine gourd to Qin Feng, Qin Feng frowned, but he didn't refuse, he was depressed in his heart, and naturally wanted to use wine to make a good time.
Taking this wine gourd, Qin Feng had a ruthless look in his eyes.
Poison Prison Valley... Great Elder!
Today's revenge will be repaid a hundred times in the future!
With a cold light in his eyes, Qin Feng raised his head, and the wine in this wine gourd turned into a perfect arc, crystal clear under the moonlight, and fell into Qin Feng's mouth.
"Not bad...!"
Qin Feng took the first sip, and found that this wine was really good wine, and when the drunken maniac was peeing and humming a tune alone, Qin Feng took the second, third, and fourth sips, and drank more than ten sips.
Until this wine gourd was clean, and Qin Feng himself was a little on top.
When the drunken maniac came back, he saw the wine gourd in Qin Feng's hand that had no wine left, and the whole person was stunned!
"Stinky boy, how can you drink more than the old man!
Then his wine woke up in an instant!
"Boy, aren't you stupid?!"
The drunken maniac is angry, but Qin Feng is not.
"Zixuan, is that you? Zixuan..."
Qin Feng looked at the drunken maniac, and when he drank it, he only felt that Zhao Zixuan was standing in front of him, took two steps forward, and then became dizzy, and actually fell asleep directly.
"Xuan, you ghost!"
The drunken maniac frowned, this wine is a good wine that he has stored for a long time, it is mixed with 10,000-year-old Lingzhi and many elixirs, he is a peak monk of the Jiedan, naturally it doesn't matter if he drinks it until he dies.
But this kid in front of him is just a high-grade qi practitioner, and if he drinks it all this time, he must not be blown up by the aura!
He originally thought that Qin Feng could take two sips, so that he could use this spiritual power to recover the injury he had just suffered, who knew how hard it would take to pee himself, and this kid would drink it all!
However, just when the drunken maniac wanted to dispel the power of the alcohol medicine in his body for Qin Feng, he was suddenly stunned...
Because Qin Feng, who was lying on the ground, began to have a surging aura condensing around him!
The dantian in his body is constantly expanding!
His aura was beginning to rise, heading towards the peak of qi training!
"A whole gourd of wine, the spiritual power contained in it is difficult to resist even if it is a foundation, this kid has absorbed it all?!
For the first time, the drunken maniac showed a shocked expression, in his opinion, Qin Feng's qualifications could no longer be described by the words once in a thousand years, once in ten thousand years.
It's absolutely against the sky!
The drunkard's cloudy eyes glowed! He searched for hundreds of years, and finally found the right person!
Of course... Talent in his eyes.
In fact, it was all the great Heavenly Immortal Decision and Eight Nine Xuan Gong in Qin Feng's body that were in play, and a large amount of spiritual power poured in, and the Great Heavenly Immortal Decision and Eight or Nine Xuan Gong in Qin Feng's body were automatically running.
In front of the immortal formula, absorbing the aura of this gourd wine is certainly not a big problem.
The drunken maniac looked at Qin Feng lying on the ground, and wanted to wait here for him to wake up, because he still had something to say to Qin Feng.
But...
A streamer of light galloped from the sky, and the drunken maniac raised his hand and clamped the transmission note, and the rune paper burned.
A sound came out of it and fell into Jian Wudrunk's ears, and his face changed violently.
The perennial cloudy and drunken eyes have a chilling killing intent at the moment.
"Boy, you are sleeping well tonight, and the old man will come to look for you next time. ”
After saying this, he turned into sword light and rose into the sky!
Autumn falls on the top of the mountain.
The moon hangs high.
Qin Feng was left alone, lying on top of this weed, letting the wind blow.