Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Fourth Full House, Drunk Three Thousand Guests, One Sword Frost and Co(2/2)
A martial arts god appeared behind Liu Yu, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit...
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Zhu Zhenren, Gu Zhenren, Xiao Zhenren, Zhou Yin Zhenren, Yu Liang Zhenren, and several other family real people who took action were forced to retreat by the green bamboo swinged from Qian Chen. A strong sword energy suddenly burst out from the green bamboo. Xie Xuan was startled and waved his sleeves to block the two sides. The golden cup in his hand was thrown out casually, and the clear wine spilled into the sky.
The water drops fell in front of the sword, and the water droplets were split by the green bamboo, and a little water mark like a green lotus petal bloomed in the air.
"Nine people below defeated my sword intent, only the dragon and elephant returned with a sword. This game should be the leader!"
"but……"
Qian Chen withdrew his sword and returned to the bamboo, and the bamboo branches in his hand rose slightly again.
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the Yin God Venerable behind him unrestrainedly, and raised the golden cauldron beside him. Then, under the five-color divine light, the golden cauldron became smaller and smaller in his hand, and finally turned into a three-legged cauldron the size of a wine glass, like a bronze lord gold cup.
The Wanli Yunxiao Tu was provoked by Qingzhu, and the two real people Zhu and Gu activated their magic power to regain their magic weapon, but how could they do it under the five-colored divine light?
Qian Chen sprinkled the scroll, and the ancient city of Jiankang was shady and the river was surging by the city.
He stumbled into the picture and washed it in the river. A huge wave suddenly appeared on the river hundreds of miles away. With a random shot, Jiankang City in the picture of the sky was shocked. At this moment, among the wine shops, the mansions of various aristocratic families, and even the imperial city and the Tongque Tower, the wine rose into the sky and gathered into a lake.
Qian Chen reached out into the map of the sky, and used the golden cup in his hand to fill the infinite wine.
"The water of the three rivers is full of water, can you drink a cup of it?"
"The long sword dances after the wine, and the golden cup is empty and the moon comes!"
Qian Chen raised his glass and drank wildly, his figure seemed drunk and awake, bold and unruly. At this moment, his figure transformed countless times in the hall, and the strongest shadows raised their heads and drank the wine of Sanjiang Rivers, and suddenly leaned over and spit out countless sword energy.
He hooked a shit bucket with his feet and poured it out. Master Gu exclaimed in distress: "My energy-taking battle is everywhere!"
Qian Chen looked up with a little drunken look and said with a smile: "I'm sorry!"
He straightened his figure, and the countless phantoms that overlapped were converging at the same time and gathered together.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "Tonight, I wanted to get angry several times! But I can't resist my friends' face, so I had to beat you all with the intention of drinking... You are arrogant, picky, and judged so many people!"
"Come on, take my sword... Let me also weigh you, your weight!"
He picked up the air under his feet and kicked it at everyone. Countless sword energy with strong alcoholic smells gushed out, as if the sky river broke its dam, and all the sword energy fell. Qian Chen flipped the bamboo pole in his hand and pointed it on the endless sword energy. A green lotus exploded and then spread in all directions.
Qian Chen shouted loudly: "It's not free to come, I have worked hard to step on the hills for a few years!"
Countless green lotus bloomed throughout the hall, but the green bamboo pole fell from the right hand to the left hand.
All the five-colored sword lights floating in Qian Chen's sea of qi poured into the green bamboo. The bamboo pole turned around his wrist, and his figure tilted slightly, as if he was about to fall backwards. However, the sword momentum in his hand was forward and slightly raised. The sword light passed through the infinite sword energy and stabbed out with a sword!
I heard someone chanting loudly in the sword light:
"Three thousand guests are drunk in the hall, and one sword frost is cold in the fourteen states!"
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Boom
Chapter completed!