God Of Martial Arts

The red wine pot is filled with the spirit of burning yuan.

"Two, please."

Tang youyou Yu waves her hand, and suddenly two pots of wine are flying towards Lin Feng and cloud.

The jug whirled wildly, but it was so smooth that it didn't splash out from the spout. It was amazing.

The eyes of the crowd are all congealed. They want to see how Yun Feiyang and Lin Feng can pick up the wine pot. Under high-speed rotation, as long as the balance of the pot is slightly damaged, the wine in it will inevitably splash out.

"Thank you, Miss Tang."

When yunfeiyang pulls the wine pot to the front of his body, he still keeps rotating. However, the speed of the rotation gradually slows down until it stops. Yunfeiyang then reaches out to catch the wine pot and puts it in front of the table, with strong control.

As for Lin Feng, it's not so complicated. He grabs the wine from the jug, and the wine splashes out of the jug, which makes the eyes of the crowd coagulate. Does this guy only know brute force.

However, at this time, Lin Feng opened his mouth and saw that the wine splashed out turned into an arc and kept flying into his mouth.

The sound of gurgling sounds, Lin Feng's throat rolling, there is no stop under the stomach of alcohol.

"Hiss, good wine."

Lin Feng licked his mouth, but he didn't spill any wine. He drank it all.

As for Lin Feng's body at this time, the silent power of Zhenyuan is rolling and manic, which makes Lin Feng's whole body burn like a flame, which is very hot. However, when he feels the power of Zhenyuan, he has an indescribable sense of smoothness.

The reason why he didn't drink the liquor was to let the wine burn his real yuan, which made the power of Zhenyuan sealed by medicine boil up and promote the recovery of Zhenyuan power.

"Miss Tang, a pot of wine is not enough to enjoy. I don't know if there are more."

Lin Feng that tiny some waxy yellow face actually appeared a wisp of red, holding an empty wine pot, Lin Feng said.

"This guy!"

Everyone's eyes are fixed on Lin Feng. The yuan burning liquor is really strong. When the liquor is drunk, it burns Zhenyuan, which makes the five internal organs tumbling in his body, and slowly tastes some flavor. But Lin Feng's breath is like a pot, but few people do this. If people below the Xuanwu realm, they may be directly burned to death.

Lin Feng, he is not enough. He needs more pots.

Where do they know that what Lin Feng wants at the moment is to burn, and he needs that terrible strong wine to stimulate his real yuan.

At this time, Dilong's standing body is still there, but it seems a little stiff. Lin Feng's agitation seems that he has become a superfluous person. He simply ignores him and makes him stand extremely uncomfortable, and his face gets colder and colder.

Tang youyou looked at Lin Feng and said with a smile: "wine, I never lack."

After that, Tang youyou knocked on the table and said, "ten pots of burning yuan spirits."

I saw her voice drop, the porch opened again, a pot of burning yuan liquor kept appearing on her wine table.

Tang youyou waves his hand again, and suddenly, a pot of burning yuan spirit flies towards Lin Feng, which has the potential of connecting beads.

Lin Feng still held out his hand, and a click sound came out. The pot broke. Lin Feng took a strong breath, and all the wine in the pot flew into his mouth. The nine bottles of wine in the back were in a line and stopped in the void.

"Click, click"

the crowd saw that the wine pots arranged in the void were constantly broken, while the Fen yuan liquor turned into an elegant arc and kept pouring into Lin Feng's mouth.

Lin Feng drank all the ten pots of Fen yuan spirits in one breath.

At this time, Lin Feng's face was hot and red, as if it had been burned by fire.

His throat kept rolling, and a stream of hot air kept coming out of Lin Feng's body. It was hot and too hot. At this time, Lin Feng felt that there was a terrible flame in his body, burning his whole blood, meridians and internal organs.

This burning yuan liquor is really too strong. Even with Lin Feng's physical strength, he still feels unbearable.

The rest of the crowd were also stunned. Their eyes were fixed on Lin Feng. Ten pots of Yuan burning liquor were poured into the stomach of the four powerful men in the Xuanwu realm. I'm afraid they can't bear it. Lin Feng is crazy.

"I guess he can't bear it now."

The crowd saw Lin Feng's face constantly changing, all of them were the color of fire, and their hearts also murmured.

"Beyond our means."

Dilong directly vomited a voice, despised Lin Feng and was not afraid to drink. However, he had tasted the Fen yuan liquor. He did not dare to try ten pots of it at the same time. I'm afraid it would be too much. This Lin Feng doesn't know how to live or die.

Lin Feng heard Dilong's words, his head suddenly raised and a flame flashed in his eyes.

"Good wine!"

A voice from Lin Feng's mouth, see his mouth open, accompanied by the sound fall, a loud sound, a terrible flame suddenly released from his mouth, extremely abrupt, no sign.This flame, also with the spirit of wine, directly spit out at Dilong.

Dilong felt the flame and reacted, and his steps immediately trembled. However, the sudden flame was too fast, and it came in an instant. The flame directly fell on him. When his retreating body stopped, his face was blackened and his clothes were even ignited. What made Dilong's eyes cold was that the flame was still caught With a breath of wine, he spits on him.

Dilong's eyes are stiff there, the eyes of the crowd are also frozen, staring at Lin Feng.

This Lin Feng, Dilong did not find him to settle accounts first, he actually directly to Dilong first vomited a mouthful of wine gas?

However, Yun Feiyang's face showed a smile. He did not feel any accident at all, as if this was a matter of reason. This is what Lin Feng should do.

This Dilong was just the sixth reconstruction of the Xuanwu realm. He was at the bottom of the list of people in the Longshan empire. He had no right to speak. He wanted to bully him and Lin Feng to show off their power. How could he and Lin Feng agree.

"Miss Tang, this wine is really good. Can you give me some?"

Lin Feng's clear eyes with a trace of trembling smile, seems a bit shy, embarrassed, coupled with his drunken eyes with a bit of flame, it is quite interesting.

Tang youyou is stunned. This guy is very kind to speak. Although the spirit of burning yuan is not as good as the nine pots of jade liquor on the ninth floor, it is also a really rare wine. It can gather the power of fire, which is very useful for cultivating the power of flame skill. It can also broaden channels of energy, burn Zhenyuan, and make Zhenyuan power run more freely.

This wine is very precious. Lin Feng has drunk ten pots of wine directly, and there are many of them. Now he has the good intention to ask for it.

But look at Lin Feng that seems to have been burned by the flame of the face, still clean and clear eyes, but do not let people feel disgusted, it seems, very interesting.

"Are you still thinking about drinking?"

At this time, one side of Dilong cold spit out a voice, very cold, this Lin Feng, will a mouthful of wine gas spit on his body, let him so embarrassed, thinking of in the heart, or drink?

Lin Feng glanced at Dilong, ignored, and turned his eyes to Tang youyou.

But see Tang youyou's face rarely showed a smile, to Lin Feng way: "I this wine, but the value is not cheap, but since you open your mouth, I will send you ten pots."

"Ten pots?"

Lin Feng murmured a voice, seems to have some hesitation, this let the crowd is a burst of consternation, this guy, is not enough?

"I can trade it with you." Lin Feng opens his mouth to Tang youyou.

But Tang youyou shook his head: "the wine made by the Tang family is not endless. Twenty pots a day are enough."

"Give him a hundred pots, and I'll take out the equivalent to make up for the Tang family."

At this time, the silent Jun Mo Xi suddenly opened his mouth, and the eyes of the crowd were all coagulated. Jun Mo Xi, would you like to send Lin Feng wine?

What's more, a hundred pots?

Even Tang youyou and Lin Feng are very surprised, looking at Jun Mo Xi, Tang youyou nodded and said, "since you say so, I will make an exception."

"Prepare a hundred pots of Yuan burning liquor."

Tang youyou knocks on the table and spits out a sound, which makes Lin Feng's eyes stagnant. Unexpectedly, he can get so many yuan burning spirits. This time, it's a worthwhile trip.

"Thank you."

Lin Feng to Jun Mo Xi slightly nodded, since Jun Mo Xi wants to send, he will accept!