Wine Sword Immortal: Divine Level Winemaker, Drunkenly Kills Tianmen!

"Your Highness..."

Looking at the hesitant expression of his minister, the Spirit Emperor looked at his daughter with a stiff smile and sighed softly.

"We will discuss this later. Let's see how the battle goes."

Hearing His Majesty speak, the ministers responded in unison: "Yes."

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Inside the Imperial Palace.

Seeing the golden light gradually dissipating and the Sword Emperor's arm returning to its original shape, Wang Xianxian's body tensed slightly and he was ready to fight again.

The Sword Emperor's projection, which entered the third stage, looked at the young man not far away.

For the first time, fear appeared in his dull eyes.

After the first two stages of battle, Sword Emperor Projection has come to a conclusion.

The young man in front of him not only far surpassed him in physical and mental strength, but even his own talent could not suppress him.

In fact, the opponent's sword intent has reached an incredible amount.

Facing such an enemy, one cannot use the killing move rashly.

The gap in hard power between the two sides must be made up first!

Thinking of this, Sword Emperor Projection took a deep breath.

Immediately afterwards, the familiar black and white energy surged out of the space again.

The huge power of heaven and earth poured directly into his body and integrated into every corner of his body.

With the power of heaven and earth, the physical attributes of the Sword Emperor's projection also experienced a surge.

At the same time, the young man in the distance stood with his head raised and drank from a pot.

Different from the fierce sword intent that constantly overflowed around the Sword Emperor's projection, the boy's body was not only surrounded by sword intent, but also added a bit of fantasy aura fluctuations.

"That's drunk!" Lin Jiu stood up suddenly!

The experienced high-level warriors quickly recognized the mysterious aura added by the young man.

"This kid is really terrifying. At such a young age, he actually understands the meaning of sword and wine at the same time!"

"As expected of His Majesty the Spiritual Emperor, he is the illegitimate son who has been hidden for many years."

Although ordinary viewers couldn't tell the strange things about the young man, as warriors, they could understand a thing or two.

If the two sword warriors dueling did not launch an attack, they would both choose to improve their attributes through secret techniques.

This often means the beginning of a fight!

The primitive and savage animal nature has always been hidden in the blood of human warriors.

They are eager to fight, eager to be strong, and eager to win!

Everyone was staring at the two sword cultivators on the screen attentively.

A little bit of wine spilled from the corners of the young man's mouth, gathered at the jawline, flowed down his neck, and finally wet the clothes on his chest.

Wiping away the remaining spirit wine from the corner of his mouth, Wang Xianxian looked straight ahead.

The projection of the Sword Emperor opposite was also watching him.

Fighting spirit! rising!

Almost at the same time, the two of them clenched their swords!

They stared at each other, then raised their swords and slashed at the enemy.

The extreme speed quickly shortened the distance between the two!

Fifty meters.

Twenty meters.

Fifteen meters...

The mirror images of the two people were gradually reflected on the swords of the two swords.

In an instant, the cold light has arrived!

Qiang——

The shocking sound waves emitted by the collision of the sword blades carried the dust and swept across the battlefield like a sandstorm.

The two stood in a stalemate with swords.

Feeling the power coming from the sword, the Sword Emperor's projection looked at the young man close at hand and smiled jokingly.

"Since you have decided to fight, I hope you will not slow down before making me happy."

Wang Xianxian did not speak, but continued to increase the intensity of holding the sword.

However, what he didn't expect was that the power of the Sword Emperor's projection was no longer weaker than him.

The young man's surprise made the Sword Emperor's projection even more happy: "Do you regret it?"

Wang Xianxian glanced at the Sword Emperor's projection calmly.

"A swordsman will have no regrets when he draws his sword."

The Sword Emperor projection was stunned. After thinking for a moment, a strange smile appeared on his face.

"This sentence... is really interesting..."

After saying that, the Sword Emperor's projection suddenly exerted force.

The huge force directly caused Wang Xianxian's figure to retreat several meters backward.

During the break in retreat, Wang Xianxian took the opportunity to control the flying sword to slash towards the Sword Emperor's projection.

Facing the dozens of flying swords stabbing him, the Sword Emperor's projection quickly waved the ancient sword in his hand.

The extremely fast sword skills turned the simple sword into a ruthless cutting machine, directly knocking away Wang Xianxian's wine sword.

In the end, while the Sword Emperor's projection repelled all the wine swords, Wang Xianxian also stabilized his figure.

Seeing this, the Sword Emperor's projection stood on the spot, and the sword in his hand also changed its posture.

The power of heaven and earth in his body is constantly rippling like the sound of a bell.

He is gathering strength!

Through his movements, Wang Xianxian could feel the violent energy inside the Sword Emperor's projection.

The young man tensed his body, shifted his center of gravity, and stared at the opponent's sword.

After charging up, the Sword Emperor's projection was wrapped in black and white energy.

He used his legs hard, like cannonballs, to kill Wang Xianxian!

When the audience watching the live broadcast saw this, their hearts rose in their throats.

"Fuck, hide, why are you standing there!"

"The attributes of the Sword Emperor's projection have skyrocketed and the attribute suppression has been lost. How can we fight this?"

"Haha, you are obviously scared to death. Is this the genius?"

Wang Xianxian took a deep breath, stretched his shoulders, and the red-gold Golden Crow Fire ignited from his body again.

Immediately afterwards, the young man's dark hair turned into a soft pink as if it was ignited by the fire of the Golden Crow!

This pink color is exactly the same as Yu Xian'er's hair color.

To be more precise, it was the hair color of the Spirit Emperor.

"Energy!"

The vision of the Great Sun and the Golden Crow rises from behind the young man like the rising sun.

The Golden Crow flapped its wings and screamed loudly, and the boy's sword was quickly ignited by golden flames.

Wang Xianxian, who had received a powerful increase, looked at the enemy that was approaching rapidly, and his legs exploded with unimaginable power, and he shot forward violently.

In an instant, swords and swords collided with each other with supreme power.

The ground beneath the two of them cracked like a spider web due to the powerful force!

The collision only opened the curtain of fighting.

After resisting the powerful impact, Wang Xianxian quickly wielded the Xianxian Sword and slashed out. The Sword Emperor Projection saw this and also swung his sword in response!

Qiang——

The sound of the collision of swords echoed through the sky!

Both of them danced the swords in their hands into afterimages!

The sound of swords emitted from the collision of sword blades played a symphony full of violence!

In the flash of swords and shadows, their eyes collided with each other.

Feeling the murderous intention between each other to kill each other, the speed of the two sword swings increased sharply again.

Qiang——

After another collision that penetrated the sky, the two figures retreated at the same time.

After simply adjusting the chaotic aura in his body, Wang Xianxian and the Sword Emperor's projection launched attacks at the same time.

The fighting is on again!

The blood bar of the Sword Emperor's projection was rapidly declining, and as a price, the young man's blood was constantly spraying into the sky.

The blood-for-blood battle is daunting.

It's not so much a martial arts contest as it is the most primitive and bloody fight between beasts.

Everyone who watched the battle was shocked by this brutal, bloody and blood-soaking battle.

The cheers and shouts were like a tsunami, flooding all cities in Daxia.

“It’s so exciting!!!”

"This is a real man, this is the swordsman of my dreams!!!"

“Yunjiu is awesome!!!”

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Imperial Palace, Observation Room.

Lin Lei, who was covered in bandages, looked at Wang Xianxian who kept swinging his sword and couldn't help but cheer loudly.

"Brother Yun, kill!!!"

Du Yin, who was equally embarrassed next to him, frowned and kicked Lin Lei with his foot.

"Kill for what? You can't tell what kind of situation he is in now, can you?"

Just when Lin Lei was confused, Wang Beichen, who was lying on the bed in the corner of the viewing room, sneered.

"Hahaha, you exchanged blood with the projection, your brain was kicked by a donkey, right?"

"The loss of blood by projection will not affect one's own condition, but the challenger is nothing more than flesh and blood. Injury will cause a serious decline in physical condition."

After hearing this, Linley suddenly reacted.

He didn't even pay attention to the sarcasm in Wang Beichen's words. He looked worriedly at Wang Xianxian who was fighting bloody battles on the screen and muttered to himself.

"Brother Yun, you can't lose..."