"Just you!"
The boy, as the vanguard, stood forward with disdain in his eyes.
The Drunken Immortal is well-known and is indeed a strong man.
But it’s far from being a fear.
The boy is not well-known outside, but in the Cloud Region...
It raised its hand, and the morale behind it surged, shouting:
"Yun Tong enters the world, and shoots three with one finger!"
"Yun Tong enters the world, and shoots three with one finger!"
…
Even if it is a trick, morale is particularly important.
In the boy's first battle in the Cloud Territory, he single-handedly drove out three foreign enemies who had intruded into the Cloud Territory.
With just this one battle, he made a name for himself and became famous in Bagu Mountain.
With it leading the way, everyone was eager to try, and their greed for the vast area behind the Drunken Immortal rose.
"Hilarious! It was able to drive those three away because they had met Bai Ling'er before."
The wine fairy sneered, why was it so afraid of Bai Ling'er?
It's not just rumors that it's crazy.
More importantly, I know a lot about Bai Ling'er's true madness.
"Death is imminent, yet you are still stubborn."
The boy was cold and not angry at all.
If I show too much anger at this time, it will clearly show that this happened.
"One-on-one? Forget it, we don't have the time to watch the game."
The elk took a few steps forward and walked side by side with the boy.
As soon as it heard the other party mention Bai Ling'er, its anger rose.
On the other side, a man who looked like a otaku walked out slowly, as if he had kidney deficiency.
"Since the Wine Immortal disdains Yun Tong's one-on-three attack, why not try it yourself?"
"Little ones!"
"Just go around it, attack the wide area, don't worry."
"I'm just a wine fairy, I don't have the energy to stop you."
With three against one, the city was destroyed. The monsters cheered and for the first time, facing the destruction of the city, they were no longer afraid and rushed forward!
"If the Wine Immortal can't stop you, then I'll show my hand."
The wine jar shattered, and the fragments flew in the air, piecing together to form a broken sword.
Even the blade of the sword is uneven.
A smell of alcohol, along with the sound of swordsmanship, swept through the entire venue.
"Who are you--"
The whole audience was shocked and burst into an uproar.
"Sword Gui!"
"Wrong, it's the Drunken Sword Immortal."
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