Chapter 1606 I Want Her to Pour Wine for Me

Although this Vientiane Army is only in the late stage of the Holy Sea, its strength has reached the demigod level, and ordinary demigods are by no means his opponents.

But Song Yan's strength far surpassed that of a demigod, reaching a level comparable to that of a god.

so.

Facing this punch, he lazily raised his hand and pointed a finger.

"puff!"

The finger was like a giant, and it flashed away and crashed into the opponent's fist.

The originally mighty and powerful fist power suddenly collapsed.

At this moment, Song Yan took a step forward and quietly slapped a palm.

"Bang!"

That palm hit the chest of the Vientiane Army, and the opponent flew out directly and hit the shield.

"good!"

Many talented people who were depressed couldn't help but cheered when they saw this scene.

Seeing this, Princess Wanxiang had a look of surprise on her face.

As for the pretty girl who is worried, Chu Fan is in the late stage of Dharma. If he defeats the Wanxiang Army in the late stage of the Holy Sea, wouldn't it overturn her conclusion that the Tianyang Domain's geniuses are all in vain.

After being knocked away with one move, the Vientiane Army's eyes showed a trace of excitement, and then, a layer of light golden light appeared on his body, but it was he who activated the Imperial Sutra "Golden Bell Sutra".

"boom!"

A golden afterimage cut through the void, and a series of explosions sounded loudly. In an instant, the Vientiane Army came to Song Yan again, his fists wrapped in golden light, swaying wantonly. For a time, Song Yan was surrounded by golden fists in all directions. film.

Song Yan pumped his fist, spread his arms, and swung it out neither quickly nor slowly, giving people a feeling of being free and calm.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

His fist was simple and unpretentious, without any radiance spilling out, but it blocked all the golden fist marks, and at the same time, he seized the opportunity to knock the opponent away again.

For a moment, there was a hint of solemnity in the eyes of the Vientiane Army.

"Be careful, Sun God Fist!"

The opponent's aura changed again, and clusters of golden flames rose up from his body, like meteors flying across the sky. The powerful aura solidified the void on the spot.

"Dong dong dong!"

The Vientiane Army punched three times in the air, each punch causing the void to shake violently. The shields put up by the two demigod Vientiane Army were about to shatter, forcing them to use their strength to strengthen the shields.

At the same time, even the geniuses outside the shield felt an oppressive feeling of suffocation. If they put themselves in Chu Fan's shoes, they would probably be unable to receive a punch and would be blasted. Killed to pieces.

"It's interesting, but not enough!"

Song Yan drank lightly and suddenly rose into the sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

All three punches failed, and Song Yan also disappeared.

Suddenly, Song Yan appeared above the head of the Wanxiang Army, then raised his right foot slightly and dropped it.

"boom!"

An aura like the pressure of a sacred mountain hit his head, causing the Vientiane Army's face to change drastically.

He wanted to dodge, but found that the void around him was as hard as peerless iron. In desperation, he could only gather all his strength and punch out.

"Buzz!"

Golden light shot up into the sky and collided with Song Yan's right foot.

At this moment, everyone's eyes widened.

"when!"

A loud noise was heard, the golden light shattered, and then, the Vientiane Army was seen falling back and falling heavily to the ground.

"Crack!"

The ground shattered in response, and even though the ground was protected by demigods, there were cracks like spider webs, which looked particularly terrifying.

"Ahem!"

The Vientiane Army struggled to get up, but he coughed up blood and his face became extremely pale.

Song Yan's figure floated down, landing gracefully opposite him and said lightly: "You are no match for me, admit defeat!"

"The Wanxiang Army only has the souls of those who died in battle, and has no ghosts of surrender!" The other party said slowly.

"But I'm not your enemy, we're just competing!" Song Yan smiled.

"Admit defeat!"

The voice of Princess Vientiane came.

The Vientiane Army was stunned for a moment, then hugged Song Yan's fists and strode out of Fulan Hall.

Then, there was a burst of cheers, but they came from all the geniuses.

The faces of the top leaders of the major forces collectively showed smiles, and they finally saved some face. It was not easy.

Only the pretty girl was unhappy and unwilling.

"Tell me, what do you want?" Princess Wanxiang looked at Song Yan and asked in a kind tone.

Suddenly, the hall fell into silence, and all the prodigies looked at Song Yan with envy, while Elder Shan and Elder Ming quickly sent messages, asking him to propose that Princess Wanxiang go to True Dragon City as a guest.

But Song Yan ignored it at all, and his eyes fell on the pretty girl behind Princess Wanxiang: "Princess, how about I want her to pour three glasses of wine for me?"

"What? Impossible!"

The pretty girl shouted almost silently, and then she glared at Song Yan with anger on her face. Although she was only the personal maid of Princess Wanxiang, her status was many times more noble than that of a prodigy from a remote area. How could she possibly replace such a person? Pour wine, not to mention, she hates him very much.

As for Elder Shan and Elder Ming, when they heard the conditions proposed by Song Yan, they almost jumped up and made smoke. If it weren't for the dinner party, they would have pointed at Song Yan and yelled.

"You'd better change your conditions!" Princess Wanxiang said helplessly.

"Princess, do you want to break your promise and get fat?" Song Yan looked at Princess Wanxiang and asked.

"No, I think you should strive for some practical benefits." Princess Wanxiang smiled.

"No, I want her to pour the wine for me, and I also ask the princess to do it!" Song Yan waved his hand and said with a half-smile.

The geniuses were dumbfounded and thought to themselves, this Chu Fan is so bold, he actually asked the princess's personal maid to pour wine for him. He is simply the number one madman in the Tianyang Domain!

"Princess, no! I don't want to pour wine for him!"

The pretty girl stood up, bent over and begged.

"Go, Qing'er, pour three glasses of wine for Chu Fan!" Princess Wanxiang's smile faded and she said calmly. Although Qing'er was quite fond of her, but following her all year round, it was inevitable that she would be a little arrogant and have higher sights. Yes, it would be great to let her suffer some losses.

"Princess!" The pretty girl had wetness in her eyes.

"Don't let me break my promise!" Princess Wanxiang's face became a little colder.

Suddenly, the pretty girl's heart trembled, and she could not help but feel infinite grievances in her heart. She almost cried. She had never received such a cold face from the princess. It was that Chu Fan who made the princess treat me like this.

Thinking of this, her hatred for Song Yan intensified in her heart, and she wanted to cut that guy into pieces, twitching the muscles and peeling off the skin.

"Go!"

Princess Vientiane urged.

"yes!"

The pretty girl finally gave in and walked towards Song Yan holding a wine bottle, but her eyes were as cold as ice and full of hatred.

Song Yan waved his hand, and a wine glass fell into his hand. Then he stretched it out in front of the pretty girl and motioned her to pour the wine with his eyes.

The pretty girl gritted her teeth and filled a glass of wine for Song Yan. Song Yan took it and drank it all in one gulp, and shouted: "Good wine! Really good wine. The princess's maid poured the wine. It was really extraordinary. It was simply better than the fine wine in the sky." The jade liquid tastes even better!"

Hearing this, Princess Wanxiang smiled lightly.

When the pretty girl heard this, she wanted to strangle the proud guy in front of her.

"Come again!"

At this moment, Song Yan stretched out the wine glass again, and the pretty girl had no choice but to pour wine again.

After drinking three drinks in a row, Song Yan laughed and walked to his seat.

"etc!"

the pretty girl shouted.

"You still want to pour wine for me?" Song Yan said with a playful smile.

The pretty girl gritted her teeth and almost squeezed out her words: "Chu Fan, do you dare to compete with me?"