I, Goldfinger

The audience was in an uproar!

It’s these 4 peerless Tianjiao again!

These 4 bastards again!

The strength can’t be beaten, the talent can’t be compared, why is even the nose so smart?

Are you all dogs?

A person can actually name thirty or forty kinds of materials, adding up to more than 2/3 of the wine, we have not even drunk a drop of wine, can you give us a way to live?

Are the peerless Tianjiao in this world so devilish?

Even the Dionysian old-timers who were watching were very stunned.

This is a peerless wine that he has spent decades collecting from all over the world, and he would not recognize these exotic herbs if he is not a winemaker.

It is even more impossible for ordinary cultivators, and it is already very good to know 1/3 of them.

Not to mention, these exotic herbs were created by him in a unique way, and the various flavors were fused together, and it was even more difficult to distinguish them.

He once tried with a few old drunkards, and they smelled and drank, and it took him a few days to find thirty or forty kinds of materials. But these few Tianjiao, three times five divided by two, the material in the wine was out…

Demons are not enough to describe them!

Are all this generation of young people so perverted?

Or is he too old to keep up with the times?

Now there are only 43 ingredients left unspoken, which means that only 4 glasses of Drunken Immortal Brew remain, and everyone is nervous.

“Ye Fan, cheer me up quickly, there are only 4 glasses of wine left!” The unscrupulous Taoist priest cheered Ye Fan up.

“Don’t bother me, I want to be quiet, don’t ask me who Jingjing is!” Ye Fan was still melancholy.

The unscrupulous Taoist priest shifted his target and stared at a certain old dog: “It is said that the dog nose is spiritual, others smell it, why can’t your dog nose work?” Bai has grown so big! ”

“It’s not that the stench on your body has failed!” The Black Emperor called.

Wang Teng was also panicked in his heart, as if he had not drunk a glass of wine until now, which was very inconsistent with his status as a young emperor.

But he can’t do poetry, he can’t drink wine, what to do?

He felt as if everything had been very unpleasant since he came to Drunken Immortal City.

The female emperor Wuzhao, Chu Yuzao, Half-demon Tangshan, and Xiao Han, who were favorites to win the championship, were sitting calmly at this time, facing a piece of calmly, as if they were confident, but in fact, they were all frantically calling for foreign aid.

“System elf, help me!”

“Sword Spirit, please cover!”

“Chief, please!”

“Master, quickly take out a poem!”

Lin Beifan was entangled, how to distribute these 4 glasses of wine?

Xiao Han only used two glasses of wine to complete the 7th Nirvana. The wine in Chu Yuza’s hand is enough to complete the 6th Nirvana, so there is no need to give it for the time being. The female emperor Wuzhao and the half-demon Tangshan each have one glass of wine to complete the 6th nirvana…

“Okay, that’s all!” Lin Beifan smiled slightly.

Xiao Han suddenly raised his hand excitedly: “I’m sure of the next medicinal materials, they are…”

Even 20 kinds of medicinal materials are 10 rare medicinal materials in one breath.

“All right!” Wang Treasurer clapped his hands.

“I know too!” The female emperor Wuzhao raised her hand and poured out 10 kinds of materials.

“All right! Give wine! Wang Treasurer waved his hand.

“I also know, the next materials are…” Finally, the half-demon Tangshan, even said 10 kinds of materials.

“Yes!” Wang clapped his hands.

In this way, the last 4 glasses of wine were divided clean.

Chu Yuza’s heart was full of resentment: “Sword Spirit, why didn’t you pull me in the end?” ”

Lin Beifan said straightforwardly: “I am a sword spirit, not a dog, it is already very good to be able to smell so much, what else do you want?” ”

Chu Yuza also knew in his heart that this was the case, but losing to other Tianjiao was a little uncomfortable.

All the tests have ended, all the Drunken Immortal Brew has been divided, and this exciting Drunken Immortal Conference is over.

But there are some things that don’t end.

Wang Treasurer came to Lin Beifan and said with a smile: “Lin Tianjiao, please come with me, Lord Dionysus wants to see you!” ”

“There is work!” Lin Beifan nodded, and then took the little junior sister with him.

The other side.

“The young emperor who has repeatedly lost battles, accompany me to fight outside the city!” Ye Fan issued a provocation.

“Stupid donkey holy body, lead the way ahead!” Wang Teng said with a smile.

Ye Fan’s face turned dark.

So, the two quickly ran outside the city.

“Holy Body Ye Fan vs the Young Emperor!”

“Wonderful can’t be missed!”

“Go see it!”

……

Everyone was looking forward to this big battle, so they followed the two to the battle outside.

For this big war, everyone is more optimistic about Wang Teng.

He has already taken a step ahead of everyone, Nirvana has walked out of the road of the Great Emperor 9 times, and his talent has directly chased the Ancient Emperor. Although he lost consecutive battles before, he lost all peerless Tianjiao, and the ranking was not bad.

The Holy Body Ye Fan can’t do it, only Nirvana three times, how can it be Wang Teng’s opponent?

Although he was not favored by others, Ye Fan was very confident.

Although he has only attained Nirvana three times, he has pushed others three times at a time, which is not much worse than Wang Teng. It may be that he is weak in terms of inheritance, but he has a vision to make up for it.

Today, it is his battle for fame!

Ye Fan’s heart was surging, and he roared: “Northern Emperor Vine, today you will be defeated by my hands!” ”

“Stupid donkey Ye Fan, come on!” Wang Teng holds a sword.

Since losing to Lin Beifan, he left a shadow, and before every duel, he would take out his sword and not give the other party a chance.

Ye Fan’s face turned dark again, can you not mention this?

Ye Fan was furious, and directly burst out a vision-Bitter Sea Golden Lotus, and his strength was greatly improved.

Wang Teng is powerful, but luck is not here.

So after some battles, in the end, it was the Holy Body Ye Fan who won.

Everyone was shocked, they couldn’t imagine that Ye Fan, who was ridiculed, had unconsciously grown to this point, even Wang Teng could defeat it, and the peerless Tianjiao deserved it!

As a result, there was one more person in the ranks of peerless Tianjiao – the Holy Body Ye Fan.

In the Drunken Immortal Tower, Lin Beifan followed the Wang Treasurer to the highest floor of the Drunken Immortal Building, and saw two familiar people, one was his master, and the other was the old beggar who used to be and is now the old man of the god of wine.

“Haha, little brother Lin Beifan, I can’t imagine that that old beggar is me, right? Isn’t it a surprise, isn’t it a surprise? The Bacchus old-timers laughed, full of childlike fun, like an old urchin.

Lin Beifan really wants to roll his eyes, just your appearance has long been seen through by me, and I don’t want to debunk it.

(There is something today, three changes for the time being!) ）