Chapter 375: Alcohol Intoxicated! (Fourth Update, Please Subscribe!)

While everyone was watching, Di Qingxue walked back. There was no doubt that she won this battle.

This battle was surprisingly won!

Liu Tianlan stood where he was, with disheveled black hair, quite embarrassed.

His face was a little ugly. Before, Di Qingxue defeated him, so he might be able to bear the setback of failure.

but.

When he found out that his failure was just to help Ye Wushuang realize the sword, no matter how good his heart was, he almost lost his temper.

However, the genius who was hailed by the crowd as being able to enter the top three, that kind of strong character, is not comparable to ordinary people.

Soon, he swallowed his anger in his heart again!

"I lost this battle, but I didn't lose!"

Liu Tianlan murmured, and immediately stared at Bei Zhe Yunzhuo and Wu Dao, the confidence in those eyes was still there, and it was stronger than before!

This kind of change made Bei Zhe Yunzhuo and Wu Dao concentrate their eyes, thinking that there was an illusion. This defeat failed to defeat Liu Tianlan, but made them more confident. What happened?

Liu Tianlan didn't say any more, and turned back to the original position.

However, this time, instead of standing, he sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.

"What's going on, how could Senior Brother Liu..."

"Shut up!"

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect looked at the defeated Liu Tianlan, shook their heads in disbelief, and kept murmuring in denial, but they were stopped by the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Immediately, the Heavenly Sword Sect Master stared at Liu Tianlan and murmured: "He hasn't lost this battle yet. Di Qingxue defeated him, but he also fulfilled him, making his swordsmanship even better!"

Take it to the next level!

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were at a loss when they heard the words, not understanding the meaning of the words.

"Sect Master, did Tian Lan understand it..." An elder of the Tianjian Sect seemed to have guessed, and turned to ask, but was interrupted by the Sect Master of the Sky Sword Sect.

"This time, as long as Beizhe Yunzhuo or Wudao defeats Di Qingxue, then Tianlan still has a chance to win the first place, as long as he defeats Wudao and Beizhe Yunzhuo!"

The Heavenly Sword Sect Master said excitedly, his expression was agitated, he didn't feel disappointed because of Liu Tianlan's defeat, on the contrary, he believed even more in Liu Tianlan's ability to defeat Wudao and defeat Bei Zhe Yunzhuo.

Hearing this, the elder was affirming something, his eyes trembled slightly, staring at Liu Tianlan who was sitting cross-legged, his eyes couldn't hide the excitement!

For Liu Tianlan, they were not disappointed, but had even greater expectations!

On the battle stage, Liu Tianlan's body shuttled sword shadows, and his aura was subtly changing!

Yu Huatian stood up, cast a cold glance at Liu Tianlan, and then stepped onto the stage. Now Liu Tianlan has also lost a match, just like him.

Therefore, they all have a chance, as long as there is no defeat below!

"In this battle, I will challenge Fengyang!"

Yu Huatian's eyes fell on Feng Yang.

Feng Yang seemed to have expected it, smiled lightly, and walked up.

"Admit defeat, just stay below!" Seeing Fengyang coming up, Yu Huatian said coldly, asking Fengyang to admit defeat below.

However, Fengyang's footsteps did not stop.

Seeing that Feng Yang didn't stop, Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "It's more embarrassing to stand on the stage and admit defeat than to be below. You must come up."

Yu Huatian never thought that Fengyang would fight, and there was a contemptuous attitude between the lines. In his eyes, Fengyang would choose to admit defeat.

but.

This time, he underestimated Feng Yang.

Before, Fengyang lost several times, so he knew his gap.

However, while being aware of the gap, he desperately longs for a breakthrough, longs for strength, and the only way to break through is to fight!

So, he didn't want to wait any longer, it was an honor to come to the barbarian god battle, and he didn't want to make himself regret, so he wanted to fight!

"I accept the challenge, regardless of success or failure, I just want a fight!"

Feng Yang's gaze was firm.

This kind of reaction made Yu Huatian startled for a moment, and then he became very angry!

"You will regret it!" Yu Huatian uttered a word coldly, and vented his frustration on Feng Yang.

kill!

With a cold drink, Yu Huatian sharpened up, pulled out a golden longbow, and arrows all over the sky shot down like a rain of stars.

Feng Yang's eyes opened, his breath rose, and his palms continued to shoot out, one after another terrifying palm prints bombarded the past, destroying the streamer.

"One shot is peerless!"

Yu Huatian's face darkened, and he pulled out the long bow. The endless arrow shadows condensed together, like thousands of arrows superimposed, piercing the void, and killing towards Fengyang Town.

A strong air force locked Fengyang.

Feng Yang frowned, and shouted: "Tian Tian Thirteen Seals!"

Clasping his hands, he made a mysterious gesture, transforming into eight palm prints in succession, blasting and killing the streamer arrow in succession.

The eight palm prints should be the heaven-shaking eight seals, and Ye Wushuang knew that Feng Yang should have only comprehended the heaven-shaking eight seals.

However, these eight seals are already very strong, and their power is comparable to the best combat skills at the spiritual level!

Bang, boom, boom...

The eight palm prints bombarded the arrow, five consecutive blows, before it collapsed, and the other three palm prints all blasted towards Yuhuatian.

"snort!"

Yu Huatian snorted coldly, the golden longbow trembled, and the golden light was shining brightly. The arrow Mie Bahuang was cast out instantly, and the beam of light that penetrated the sky destroyed three palm prints and shot towards Yu Huatian.

Yu Huatian made countless palm prints in a row, but failed to wipe them out, so he could only retreat in a burst.

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang also knew that Fengyang had lost this battle.

Feng Yang also knew that he had only cultivated the eight seals of the thirteen seals of Fantian, and he was not Yu Huatian's opponent, so he shouted: "This battle, I believe..."

"Admit defeat, just think about it!" Seeing Fengyang stopped, Yu Huatian sneered, swiped the longbow, and a terrifying arrow pierced Xiang Fengyang abruptly.

Feng Yang's face changed, he didn't expect that at this juncture, Yu Huatian would kill him, his body reacted quickly, but it was too late.

That ray of light instantly penetrated his body.

"Shameless!"

"Asshole!"

The members of Yunlan Ancient Sect roared angrily, Fengyang had stopped and chose to admit defeat, Yuhuatian would attack and kill Fengyang again.

"Didn't he say the word "lose" yet? It's not against the rules, he's not dead anyway, isn't he?"

Yu Huatian turned his head and sneered at Ye Wushuang.

Immediately, Yuhuatian stared at Fengyang again, and said with disdain: "A trash, if you admit defeat, it means that you think highly of you, and you don't know how to live or die. This arrow is a lesson for you."

One shot, lesson learned!

If Fengyang hadn't reacted quickly with this arrow, he would have been killed.

A lesson, to make Fengyang pay his life, this makes Fengyang feel extremely humiliated!

Feng Yang clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, he turned his head and walked on, he knew that he could not blame others for all this, but blame himself for being too weak!

In this battle, Fengyang was defeated. Since Panwu had a bye, this battle came to Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang was about to step up.

However, Feng Yang stopped him, "Do me a favor!"

"Fathering Heaven!"

Ye Wushuang turned his head and stared at Fengyang, knowing what he wanted to say.

"Be more cruel, come down and buy you a drink, the strongest wine!"

Feng Yang said, taking out a jug.

"liquor?"

Ye Wushuang narrowed his eyes, he had drank it before, and it was indeed a good thing.

"This is half-drunk, the strongest wine, a drop of half-drunk, burning the heart!"

Feng Yang smiled faintly, "However, you have to torture him, otherwise, I'll drink it myself!"

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang grabbed the jug and took a sip, the wine was as strong as his stomach, and his heart was burning with a knife, "The strongest wine, burn your heart, refreshing, you are destined to never have a chance to drink this jug of wine! "

Turning his head and smiling at Fengyang, Ye Wushuang stepped up, and said a faint voice, "Yuhuatian, get out!"