Cheeky Sword God

　　 how?

　　 If it was before, Wu Chi could naturally take a lesson and put on the air of being a master! But now, all he can do is... admit counsel!

　　 "Uncle Zhang, what are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you move wine for this girl?"

　　 "……"

　　 As soon as this sentence came out, the purple-clothed woman's face was stretched for a long time, and she suddenly froze, as if she had hit the cotton with a punch that had been gathered for a long time.

　　 Willow eyebrows were raised, and the purple-clothed woman sneered, "I thought she was a spineless person, but she was also a bully and fearful of hardship. After taking care of this girl's nosy, do you want to expose it so lightly?"

　　 The sword light flashed, and the purple-clothed woman was annoyed, and she shot fiercely, and the sword pointed at the key point of Wu Chi.

　　 Unknowingly, Wu Chi had already walked to the guards who had been killed by the purple-clothed woman. At a point, a sword suddenly jumped into Wu Chi's hands.

"Ding!"

　　 Long swords fought, although they took a step back, but the sword was finally blocked by Wu Chi.

　　 "Hey, there are two things, no wonder you dare to be nostalgic." With a light huh, the purple-clothed woman's sword power changed, and she flew towards Wu Chi again like a ghost.

　　 His pupils shrank slightly, Wu Chi did not retreat but moved forward, and the sword edge cut diagonally and took the purple-clothed woman's wrist.

The foundation of kendo was destroyed. Although there was no sword aura, Wu Chi’s vision and sword intent were still there. Although the purple-clothed woman’s sword moves were weird, they were extremely clever. If she tried to block her attack, she would immediately fall into endless endlessness. During the attack, and the woman's swordsmanship is like a ghost, even if it is to be blocked, it may not be blocked.

　　 Since then, only by doing the opposite, using offense instead of defense, forcing her to withdraw her sword and return to defense, can she be able to clear the siege.

　　'S face changed suddenly, the purple-clothed woman retracted her sword and returned to defense, her eyes revealed an incredible color, "You can actually see through my sword?"

　　 "Girl, we have no grievances and no grudges, how about we stop here?"

　　 seems to have easily cracked the opponent's offensive, but Wu Chi knows himself bitterly. True Qi was exhausted, and every time he shot now, he had to endure great pain! But under the attack of this purple-clothed woman, if he doesn't use his true energy, no matter how subtle the sword is, he won't even want to catch someone else's move.

　　 "The beauty of thinking! Look at the trick!"

　　 Just now, the offensive was blocked by Wu Chi, and the purple-clothed woman was annoyed, so why would she stop there?

　　 Since then, Wu Chi suddenly complained, but in a moment, his body was as if he had been pierced by a ten thousand needle, and beads of perspiration leaked from his forehead.

　　 If it weren't for Ming Wu Chengying's sword intent, he would often be able to see through the flaws in the opponent's sword when he shot it, and I was afraid that it would have long been unable to sustain it.

　　While Wu Chi was struggling to support, the purple-clothed woman became more and more alarmed. Since she became a master, she has rarely met opponents among her peers. Under this set of Phantom Swordsmanship, I don't know how many strong people have been killed.

　　 But the guy opposite, obviously even Xuanfan's strength is very reluctant, but she can accurately avoid the ultimate move in her swordsmanship. Although it seems dangerous, it will happen for a while, but she can't get in at all.

　　 Under the irritation in her heart, the purple-clothed woman snorted coldly, and a layer of purple sword aura suddenly appeared on the blade, and she arrogantly killed Wu Chi.

With a chuckle, Wu Chi sighed in his heart, completely giving up resistance.

　　 If it were before, this bit of sword aura was nothing at all, but now that the foundation of kendo is destroyed, this bit of sword aura is undoubtedly deadly enough.

　　 Jianfeng stopped three inches in front of Wu Chi's throat, and the purple-clothed woman said triumphantly, "If you don't believe this girl, you can't be cured."

　　 smiled bitterly, Wu Chi shrugged, "The girl has condensed a sword spirit, I am naturally no opponent!"

"Why, I think this girl is winning with sword energy, you are not convinced?" The purple-clothed woman raised her brows, and immediately understood the meaning of Wu Chi's words, and said dissatisfied, "You can't live up to your own strength, and you can't cultivate sword energy. Do you still blame me?"

　　 "Don't dare!" Although pointed at by Jianfeng, Wu Chi didn't show any fear at all. Anyway, he turned to Zhang Guidao, "Uncle Zhang, if you don't help this girl get wine, do you really want to wait for death?"

　　 Zhang Gui was already looking silly just now, but now he was reminded by Wu Chi, he immediately reacted, and he was busy going outside to move wine.

　　 Encountering such a murderous female devil, no matter what reason, even the shopkeeper is dead, if you still hold on and refuse to bring the wine, it is really going to die.

　　 "You are quite courageous." A somewhat unexpected glance at Wu Chi, the purple-clothed woman retracted her sword and sat down at the table again.

　　 "I can't beat you, but, depending on the girl's appearance, she is also a good drinker. How about a different comparison?"

　　 calmly sat down opposite the purple-clothed woman, Wu Chi said casually.

　　 "You want to compare alcohol with me?" The purple-clothed woman curled her lips in disdain and asked.

　　 "Why, dare you?" Wu Chi asked without pouring a bowl of wine for himself.

"Interesting, since that's the case, let's take a gamble." Reached out and patted another jar of wine on the table, the woman in purple said leisurely, "Ten jars of wine per person, as long as you can survive ten jars without getting drunk. , Even if you win."

　　 "Ten altars?" Wu Chi was dumbfounded.

　　 It's not that he can't drink, but it's great, that is, drinking two or three pots is the limit! Everyone talks about ten altars per person. How can this compare?

　　 "Why, not enough? Then twenty altars are good." After a squint at Wu Chi, the purple-clothed woman said disdainfully.

　　 "No, no, ten altars are fine, very fine." Wu Chi interrupted busyly.

　　 Just kidding, he can't finish all ten altars and he still has twenty altars.

　　 "Since you want to bet, there must be a bet."

　　 "What do you want to bet on? Silver or gold?" With a move in his heart, Wu Chi asked.

　　 There are a lot of gold tickets and spirit crystals on him. If he can use these things to fool him, he will just find a chance to give in.

　　 He gave Wu Chi a disdainful look, and the purple-clothed woman said leisurely, "This girl never cares about gold and silver. If you want to bet, you just bet something interesting."

　　 his gaze swept away, and he fell on the boy who was helping Zhang Gui carry the wine.

　　 "Let's do it, aren't you nosy? Let's bet this kid's life, if you win, he's good! If you lose, don't blame me for being cruel."

　　 "Why?" Wu Chi suddenly jumped up.

　　 "You can't beat me on the basis of you." The purple-clothed woman came back confidently.

　　 "……"

　　 For an instant, Wu Chi was almost crazy.

　　 How come you never seem to take advantage of women? It's nothing more than Zhou Xiaoniu, but now she was eaten to death by this female devil again.

　　 "Of course, you can also choose not to bet. I will kill him now. The saving is an eye-catcher."

　　 "...It's a bet!" Wu Chi gritted his teeth as he sat down again angrily.

　　 "You advise you not to be cautious." After a glance at Wu Chi, the purple-clothed woman continued, "If this kid dared to run early, I promise he can't get out of this door."

　　 If the strength is not as good as that of people, there is no right to say no at all.

　　 If it was Wu Chi's own life, he could not care about it, but if it was related to Zhang Yang's life, Wu Chi could not help it.

　　 Picked up a jar of wine, and patted it slightly with his bare hand, a stream of wine suddenly flew out like a waterline, accurately falling into the mouth of the woman in purple.

　　 smiled bitterly, Wu Chi didn't dare to play such tricks with real energy, honestly picked up the wine jar, and drank gulps.

　　 A jar of fine wine, but it was down in a moment.

　　 This is the first time Wu Chi drank this fast wine. When he put down the wine jar, his face was a little red.

　　 "Come again!"

　　 Seeing Wu Chi finished drinking, the purple-clothed woman grabbed another altar. She also stretched out her hand and patted the waterline again and drank the second altar slowly.

　　 After three jars of wine went down in a row, Wu Chi's mind was already a little confused.

　　 I can see the expressionless face of the purple-clothed woman, and I understand that there is nothing at all.

　　 "I surrender, you let this little guy go, you want to kill, rush to me, OK?" Holding the fourth jar of wine in his hand, Wu Chi said in a deep voice.

　　 "Why, you still want to pay the bill if you lose?" The delicate brows were raised slightly, and a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. The purple-clothed woman said softly.

　　 "He is just a child and has nothing to do with him. It is me who bet on alcohol with you. If you lose, you should lose my life."

　　 Wu Chi still remembered that he still slipped into his car on the road and asked if he could teach him cultivation. Now that an inexplicable gambling is about to lose his life, how can he bear it?

　　 "What is his relationship with you?" Looking at Wu Chi with some curiosity, the purple-clothed woman asked.

　　 "Uncle Zhang saved my life." Lifting his head, Wu Chi replied truthfully.

　　 "How can he be an ordinary person~www.wuxiaspot.com~ how can he save you?" He snorted dissatisfiedly, and the purple-clothed woman said disdainfully.

The moment 　　's voice fell, he seemed to think of something, his figure shook slightly, and he reached out and grabbed Wu Chi's wrist, "Have you been injured?"

　　 Zhen Qi penetrated into Wu Chi's body, and the purple-clothed woman suddenly discovered that Wu Chi's body was completely messed up, her Zhen Qi was exhausted, and it was almost impossible to maintain the state of extinction.

　　 Perceiving Wu Chi's injury, the woman in purple is finally moved!

　　 It is hard to imagine that the opponent was in this state, forcibly blocking his attack, forcing himself to use his sword energy to win.

　　 "Brother Wu is a good man, don't hurt him."

　　 Seeing the purple-clothed woman grabbing Wu Chi's wrist, Zhang Yang, who was hiding aside, ran over and shouted loudly.

　　 ignored the publicity, the purple-clothed woman frowned slightly, "You are hurt, so you shouldn't drink! It's because you are not too annoying, let it be."

　　 "Did you promise to let them go?" Wu Chi asked with a hint of joy on his face.

　　 "Why?" With a sneer, the purple-clothed woman faintly said, "I can spare your life, but since you have lost, I will naturally take the bet! I have such a temperament, no discussion."

　　 "You!" Wu Chi got up angrily, pointed at the purple-clothed woman but didn't know what to do.

　　 "What? Do you still want to do something with me?" There was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, and the purple-clothed woman asked leisurely.

　　With Wu Chi's current state, doing it is just to insult himself.