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Chapter 1314 Who dares to say that you will not get drunk after a thousand cups of wine?

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    A glass of wine flying out of thin air is very particular, and it is not just about the speed that is difficult to discern with the naked eye.

    The entire drink in the glass is filled with the powerful sword intent of the man in blue.

    If you are not careful, you will make a fool of yourself regardless of whether Xiao Chen can catch it or not.

    If you catch it, the wine filled with knife-like intent in the cup will reach the critical point after spinning thousands of times and explode upon touching it.

    The explosion was all over Xiao Chen¡¯s body, and every drop of water was fatal, and he was in a state of utter embarrassment.

    If you can¡¯t handle it, you¡¯ll give the other person the benefit of the doubt and say you¡¯re not sincere.

    This attack was so powerful that the robbers and thieves present were all sneering, waiting to see how Xiao Chen would respond.

    Ba Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and did not take any action. This was a show of force directed at Xiao Chen.  If Xiao Chen can't even pass this small test, it only proves that he made a mistake and shouldn't have brought Xiao Chen here.

    Xiao Chen smiled softly, and the Moon Shadow Knife appeared in his left hand at some unknown moment. Between the electric light and flint, the bright blade was beautifully unsheathed.

    Phew!

    The moment the sword was unsheathed, a strong gust of wind, carrying Xiao Chen's sword intent, roared away, lifting everyone's hair from their foreheads.

    First, use your own powerful sword intent to completely frighten the opponent's sword intent in the drink, making it stop spinning.

    When the blade was completely unsheathed, the blade and the wine glass happened to be walking in a straight line, and the wine glass stopped firmly on the tip of the blade with a swish.

    Xiao Chen uses his excellent eyesight, powerful sword soul, and fast shooting speed.  Catching each other's glass of wine with the tip of the knife, the two looked like they were friends they hadn't seen for many years.

    The man in blue threw the wine glass, and Xiao Chen drew his knife to catch it, cooperating in a "tacit understanding".

    The tense and exciting scene sounds a little complicated, but in fact it only lasts a moment, a blink of an eye.

    The wine glass stopped on the tip of the knife. The wine stopped spinning and popped out. Xiao Chen raised his head and opened his mouth. The wine drew a beautiful arc and fell into Xiao Chen's mouth.

    ¡°Yes, it¡¯s indeed fine wine. I¡¯ll return the glass to you!¡±

    Sheathing the knife, the cup stopped hanging in the air, Xiao Chen wiped the drink from his mouth.  As soon as his eyes were focused, 60% of the sword soul in the sea of ????consciousness moved according to his heart, attached to the wine glass, and rushed towards the young man in blue with a whooshing sound.

    The empty cup that flew directly over was like an incomparable sword light, sharp and boundless, containing infinite sword intent.

    According to the etiquette of toasting, Xiao Chen should offer a glass of wine in return instead of giving an empty glass.

    Etiquette Xiao Chen naturally knew that there was another reason for doing this.

    When they met for the first time, the other party gave him a blow. To be honest, he didn't have much grievance. The world of warriors is like this, and anything good in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

    Xiao Chen has long been able to accept it calmly, but he also has his own arrogance. If the other party can catch the empty cup, he is qualified to let him toast in return.

    If you can¡¯t catch it, then I¡¯m sorry, Xiao Chen won¡¯t even look at this person.

    The expression of the man in blue had already softened a bit after Xiao Chen perfectly caught his wine glass with the tip of his knife.

    At this moment, when he saw the empty cup coming back, he looked solemn.

    "As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and insiders watch the excitement. The movements of the two people going back and forth look a bit fancy.

    The talented and talented people present all know the dangers contained in these simple actions.  If he were a small-time quasi-emperor with little strength, the blue-robed swordsman's glass of wine would be enough to seriously injure him.

    But Xiao Chen not only caught it perfectly, but also gave the man in blue an empty cup in return, which in turn tested the man in blue's strength, and the situation suddenly became interesting.

    "Interesting, Liu Yang's grandfather is called the Black Sea Sword King. He himself has always been the most powerful swordsman among the younger generations of the Black Sea. I am afraid that I will meet a master this time. I don't know if he can catch the cup.  .¡±

    The eyes of the talented people present turned to Liu Yang to see how he would respond, which invisibly increased the pressure on him.

    Liu Yang's thoughts were like lightning, and he thought of many countermeasures in his mind, but they were rejected one by one.  It is not difficult to catch an empty cup, but he not only has to catch it, he also has to catch it beautifully and lightly like Xiao Chen.

    ¡°Otherwise, if you show a little effort, you will fall into a disadvantage in this invisible competition.

    In the blink of an eye, Liu Yang came up with a countermeasure. He stretched out his right index finger and gently caught the flying empty cup.

    Whoops!

    The wine glass quickly rotated between his hands. Without even one turn, a large portion of Xiao Chen's sword intention attached to it was dispersed.

    ?"Not enough!"

    Putting down the wine glass heavily, Xiao Chen felt refreshed all over his body, as if he was drunk but not drunk, and the more he drank, the more energetic he became.

    "as you wish!"

    Liu Yang's face looked a little ugly, and he stood up, his whole person's momentum bursting out.  The movements of his hands were so fast that people could not see clearly. Cups of thousand-year-old snow spread their wings along with the snowbirds and ice phoenixes.

    In the hall, all the geniuses were a little confused. They didn't expect that a simple toast could be made so majestic.

    Xiao Chen, who was wearing the Liuying Gloves, looked at the dazzled Bingfeng. The movements of his hands were much faster than Liu Yang's.

    Drinking one cup after another, Xiao Chen seemed to be really drunk. In the wind and snow, he couldn't help laughing loudly.

    The powerful sword intent emanated from his body, and with the laughter, his usual calmness was gone, and he was arrogant and indulgent.

    flutter¡ª¡ª

    Liu Yang stopped and found that the wine was empty, the thousand-year snow he had brought had been exhausted, and Xiao Chen had already drank a hundred cups in a row.

    "Are you out of wine? It doesn't matter, I have it. There is a saying that a thousand cups of wine is too little for a close friend. Although Mr. Liu and I are not close friends, we are also people who love wine. If you toast me a hundred cups, I will return the wine."  Thousand cups!¡±

    Xiao Chen put down his wine glass and stood up suddenly, his black hair flying like a waterfall with his clothes.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    On the second floor, on every wine table, the empty cups were trembling under the pull of Xiao Chen's 60% sword spirit.

    But the cup was still not enough. The sword intent spread, and in the vast hall on the first floor, as long as the empty wine cup was there, it began to shake violently.

    "what happened!"

    Many warriors in the Zhanhuo Restaurant had horrified expressions on their faces, not knowing what was going on.

    Whoosh¡ª¡ª

    With Xiao Chen¡¯s thought, all the wine glasses were gathered on the second floor, no more, no less, exactly a thousand glasses.

    In the Qiankun Ring, all the thousand-year fire treasured by Xiao Chen flew out. With a wave of his hand, the wine bottle was shattered, and the golden wine sprayed out with jagged golden light.

    Not a drop was leaked, and everything fell into the wine glass hovering high in the sky.

    ¡°Buzz, the wine glass shook slightly, and balls of flames took off. Under the blessing of Xiao Chen¡¯s sword soul, they formed a huge golden crow.

    The Golden Crow spreads its wings, and the terrifying sword intent makes people feel overwhelmed.  With a scream, carrying a thousand cups of thousand-year fire, the Golden Crow slowly flew towards Liu Yang.

    Looking at Liu Yang, the descendant of the Black Sea Sword King, he was frightened and his legs were shaking slightly.

    This scene, the world's heroes, who dare not speak thousands of cups!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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