"Drunken Sword Immortal, a bottle of wine"

Lei Cang recognized the old man's origin at a glance.

"I haven't heard this name for a long time. I thought I was not here, so cats and dogs dare to call themselves the God of Swords! It's a pity."

He stood up with a bottle of wine, and the wine gourd that was originally used as a pillow appeared in his hand. This was because he was dissatisfied with the title of Ling Yun, the Sword God of the North District.

Even he, a sword cultivator of the older generation, can only be called Drunken Sword Immortal. He doesn't even dare to take the word "Sword Immortal". Some people even call him: Sword God of the North District.

"It doesn't matter whether you are here or not. If you like, I can engrave the words "Sword God" on you when you go to your grave, so why not."

Ling Yun said.

"You will be feared later, you are so arrogant."

Jiu Yipot laughed, and the sword energy on his body was vaguely visible, but he controlled it very well. He was only three feet away from him and did not destroy anything in the hall.

He was preparing to fight Ling Yun.

Ling Yun looked at Gongsun Wuya, and saw that this guy smiled and gave way with the others, but did not stop the pot of wine. The Likong just now was just an appetizer, and the pot of wine was one of the main dishes.

"Master"

Lei Cang wanted to take action, but was stopped by Ling Yun.

This bottle of wine is much stronger than the previous Li Kong, and much stronger than Mu Zhenghua.

Whoosh!

Jiu Yipot waved his hand, and a sword energy slashed towards Ling Yun. Ling Yun did not release the sword energy, but when Jiu Yipot's sword energy approached him, he stretched out his hand to block the sword energy and let the sword fly away.

The energy hit the stone wall of the flying building.

"The sword energy is a little faster, but the power is not enough. Old guy, don't you have a stronger move?"

Ling Yun smiled and said.

"snort!"

Jiu Yipot was very angry, and the consequences were very serious. He released dozens of sword energy in an instant, but it was not the condensed sword energy like Lingyun, he used it directly.

One-on-one, the power is much stronger than the condensed sword energy.

Unfortunately, it still failed to hurt Ling Yun at all. All the sword energy was used by Ling Yun to demolish the building, and even half of the roof was lifted by the sword energy. Lu Zhengyuan felt really hurt when he saw this!

He spent millions of spirit beads to build this, and it took three months. Although it is only two stories high, it is not an ordinary wooden wall, and it is difficult for ordinary swords to destroy it.

Below the supreme level, without using Shinto treasures, the building cannot be harmed at all.

But under the sword energy of a supreme master like Jiu Yihuan, there is something like paper.

"Are you tearing down the building?"

Li Yi Ke's face looked very ugly. Logically, Ling Yun could disperse his sword energy and fight back his sword energy, but he let the sword fly everywhere.

"Uh, old guy, it seems you are the one demolishing the building, right?"

Ling Yun smiled and said. Those sword energies were unleashed by a pot of wine. It has nothing to do with him.

"Amitabha, the donor doesn't dare to confront the Drunken Immortal Sword head-on, so he is not the Sword God of the North District. Let's call him the Sword Insect of the North District instead."

Likong was very worried about Ling Yun scratching his wrist earlier. If his uncle hadn't scolded him, he would have started fighting with Ling Yun.

"Haha, that's good. The North District Sword Insect is quite suitable for him."

A pot of wine provoked Ling Yun. Because Ling Yun only used moves, he could not test how strong Ling Yun's swordsmanship was.

"It doesn't matter. But old guy, your sword energy is good at demolishing buildings. If you want to kill someone, I'm afraid it will be weak."

Ling Yun said, neither sad nor happy.

He didn't care about the title. If it wasn't for the purpose of establishing power on the Xizhou Continent, he wouldn't bother to come up with such a title. However, a pot of wine wanted to provoke him, but he also wanted to provoke him.

"Okay, let me show you what I can do. The sword is in the wine, and the heart is intoxicated!"

He drank from a pot of wine, smashed the wine gourd with his hands, and the wine spilled out. He was trapped between his hands by his power, and he used the wine to display his sword realm.

The aroma of wine suddenly spread throughout the hall, and then a sword flew out from the wine and stabbed Ling Yun. This was the sword realm, and it was also the strongest move of the wine pot.

"That's true."

Whoosh

Ling Yun smiled, stretched out his hand and directly knocked out the sword realm of the wine pot. But this time the target was not Fei Lou, but Gongsun Wuya.

"not good!"

Jiu Yipot was shocked. He wanted to stop it but it was too late. In front of Ling Yun, he couldn't take back his sword realm.

Bang!

Gongsun Wuya was very calm. A man in green robes beside him stepped out, stretched out his hand to block the sword realm of the wine pot. What he used was the power of ancient times.

"go back."

The green-robed man gave a light drink and pushed the sword-like sword towards Ling Yun.

"It's not mine, why come back?"

Ling Yun smiled and stepped forward. Without even extending his hand, the sword realm was forced back by him again.

"Um"

The green-robed man's face changed slightly, because after Ling Yun forced the sword realm back with a pot of wine, he became stronger. Previously, he used one hand to fight back the sword realm, but this time he had to use both hands.

To control the Sword Realm, he could only use brute force, but Ling Yun could use it skillfully. The Sword Realm was hit back again, and he stretched out his hand a little and went back, and the power of the Sword Realm was directly increased by ten times. He was deliberately testing

The man in green robe wanted to see what his spirit was.

Is he an ancient black turtle like him?

The power of the sword realm suddenly increased tenfold, which was completely beyond the range that a jug of wine could bear. If he continued to be played with, once the sword realm backfired, his master would suffer.
Chapter completed!