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Chapter 322 Full Stomach of Bad Water (4K Chapters)

In terms of magical powers, Yang Jian is not as good as Huang Yang, and in terms of means, Yang Jian is not as good as Huang Yang.

But in terms of combat awareness, Huang Yang can't keep up with flattery.

After all, Yang Jian, as a second-generation disciple of Chanjiao, was able to be passed down the Nine Turns Mysterious Kung Fu, became the protector of Chanjiao, and became one of the few people who conferred gods in the body in the battle of conferring gods. This alone is enough to prove his Combat talent is definitely not weak.

As for Huang Yang, since he came to this world, he hasn't fought many times at all, and even many times he just used endless magical powers to fight hard.

Although there are more advanced battles, they are all based on the foundation that the magic weapons and supernatural powers are far superior to the opponent.

Whether it is the Chaos Spirit Treasure or the various magical techniques produced by the system space, to a certain extent, they are much better than the divine channel techniques comprehended by these quasi-sages in this world.

Otherwise, with Huang Yang's body, it might not be enough for others to beat him up.

If not, before Huang Yang's hand touched Yang Jian's head, Yang Jian just leaned back.

- avoided.

But would Huang Yang be the kind of person who uses his own weaknesses to attack the other's strengths?
the answer is negative.

I saw Huang Yang opened his mouth and directly used the great prophecy technique: "Decree, come to me!"

Fate rolls...

The power of fate falls on Yang Jian. If you don't practice the way of fate, unless you have a force so strong that the power of fate can't influence it directly breaks the formula of fate, otherwise you can only accept the arrangement of fate.

Huang Yang and Yang Jian are both Da Luo Jinxians, and even their cultivation bases are at the level of Da Luo's later stage. In terms of strength, no one is worse than the other.

Naturally, Yang Jian couldn't defeat Huang Yang's big prophecy.

I saw that Yang Jian's foot slipped, and he fell to Huang Yang's side.

When Yang Jian was about to use his mana to stabilize his figure, he somehow felt that his mana was out of his control and became disordered.

Can only let the body fall to Huang Yang.

It looked as if he was actively sending his head to Huang Yang's hands, only Yang Jian knew that Huang Yang's move seemed to have no power, but in fact, all these emergencies were caused by Huang Yang's big prophecy before.

Watching Yang Jian turn upside down to him, Huang Yang subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it.

Yang Jian, who was supposed to throw himself into his arms, landed in Huang Yang's arms.

Yang Jian's expression froze——

Huang Yang is also like eating Xiang, whether it is to continue to hold it, or to let it go directly.

For a moment, the atmosphere froze, as if time had pressed the pause button. After an unknown amount of time, two words popped out from Yang Jian's mouth: "Let go."

"oh oh"

This time, Huang Yang was very obedient, so he let go when Yang Jian told him to let go.

Seeing that Yang Jian was about to fall to the ground, it seemed that the big prophecy had passed, and the disordered mana in his body immediately recovered. Coupled with Yang Jian's extraordinary skill, his body turned slightly sideways, and he stood up while maintaining his balance.

As if nothing had happened, he frowned and said: "Tianpeng, your spell is too unreasonable, you and I are both Da Luo Jinxian, but I can't resist it, I'm afraid it's the quasi-sage strong, who doesn't pay attention , and follow your way."

"Second brother Yang, you're over the top. The way of fate talks about surprises, but if you're prepared, you can resist it, not to mention quasi-sages."

Hearing Huang Yang's self-deprecating words, Yang Jian shook his head and said, "You can't say that, even if you are prepared, you can't cover everything. Who knows where and how your power of destiny will take effect?"

Hearing this, Huang Yang nodded, and when he was about to continue to say something, he heard the shouts of the six monsters of Meishan.

"Second Master, Marshal, you can start eating..."

Yang Jian looked at Huang Yang, his face returned to a calm state, but his cheeks seemed to be slightly flushed, and he didn't know if it was hot or irritable...

Huang Yang has mana in his body, so his vision will not be restricted by the sky, and he can see everything clearly.

I really couldn't help muttering in my heart: Master, I just want to pat my head, who knew that this big prophecy is so unreliable, and sent everyone to me directly...

The spell of emotion is just a mental retardation, the head and the body can't be distinguished--

"Tianpeng, they are calling for barbecue, let's..., let's go over now..."

As if to divert his attention, Yang Jian spoke to Huang Yang.

"Let's go, let's go, since I entered Buddhism, I haven't eaten barbecue for a long time, I finally came out today, I must eat enough!"

Huang Yang said, put one hand on Yang Jian's shoulder, and continued: "It's just that you are here, I have a good thing here, I will give you a taste later..."

Yang Jian seldom hooked shoulders with others like this. The moment Huang Yang put his hands on him, his body froze slightly, and then he relaxed, because his attention was attracted by the so-called good things in Huang Yang's mouth.

"Good stuff? What good stuff?"

"I'll know when I arrive, and I'll know later!"

……

The six monsters of Meishan have already washed and put away all kinds of meat.

Seeing Yang Jian and Huang Yang come back, the boss Yuan Hong hurriedly got up and arranged a seat and said, "Second Brother, Marshal, sit here..."

Huang Yang and the six Meishan monsters were polite and said, "Today I'm just here to eat and drink, so please don't be polite to me..."

As he talked, Huang Yang took out all kinds of fruit wines he brewed and all kinds of fine wines he collected. Of course, Huang Yang's own purified white wine and so on were indispensable.

"Is that what you're talking about?"

Yang Jian couldn't help laughing as Huang Yang took out large and small crock pots from the space.

The good things Huang Yang said were naturally not just ordinary fruit wines, but the white wine with a purity of 5.00%.

The fruit wine was prepared in case the Six Monsters of Meishan or Yang Jian would not be able to drink the baijiu.

The protagonist is the baijiu that Huang Yang has brewed for a long time.

He picked up a can of liquor and passed it to Yang Jian.

Huang Yang said, "Come and try?"

"Just try it."

Yang Jian took the white wine that Huang Yang handed over, looked up and started blowing the bottle.

Before Huang Yang called to stop, Yang Jian frowned...

Suddenly, he coughed violently.

But he was choked by the spirits.

Putting down the wine bottle in his hand without a trace, Yang Jian looked at Huang Yang and asked, "What kind of wine is this? It's even three points stronger than the strongest wine I've ever had!"

Huang Yang, the strongest wine in the prehistoric world, knew that he had also drank it in the heavenly court. It was the drunken wine brewed by the wine fairy Du Kang.

This Zuixian stuffed boxwood has been drunk, and the degree is only about 30 degrees at most, which is incomparable with the authentic purified liquor.

"This is baijiu, the essence of wine. I brewed it after hard thinking and meditation. Brother Yang, what do you think of this wine?"

Without any burden in his heart, Huang Yang said that the method of purification was conceived by himself, after all, no one in the prehistoric world could find the location of the blue star.

Yang Jian picked up the wine bottle again, took a sip of tea, and after a while, closed his eyes and said with enjoyment: "This wine is so strong, but it has never been seen before. A real man should drink this kind of wine! It's cool... "

"It's fine if you like it, it's fine if you like it..."

Huang Yang smiled, took out a few jars of white wine, handed it to the six monsters of Meishan, and said, "Elder Brother Yang has called it a good wine, you guys are welcome."

The Meishan Six Monsters took over the wine jar, glanced at Yang Jian, who was drinking happily, and began to drink gulpingly.

"Tianpeng, you just told us to drink, why don't you drink?"

Huang Yang picked up a wooden stick, put a bunch of sliced ​​meat on it, put it on the fire and roasted it, and said: "I brewed it, I drank it naturally, you can drink it, I will eat some barbecue..."

Yang Jian always felt that something was wrong, but after a few sips of wine, his head was a little dizzy and he couldn't think of a reason.

"Everyone, drink more, ask me if you want some after you're done, I still have some in my space."

It was the first time to drink such a high-concentration wine. How could I drink so much? Everyone only drank about half a bottle before they started to feel dizzy.

Thanks to the grain in the prehistoric wilderness that is full of aura, the wine brewed from the selected fairy millet is also different from ordinary wine.

If it was ordinary white wine, it would not be able to intoxicate the gods at all, but the wine brewed by this fairy millet had spiritual energy contained in it, and every sip was like a silent attack, but it was not something that Yang Jian and the six monsters of Meishan could resist.

Huang Yang was eating the barbecue by himself, but he was happy, watching the pile of meat, under Huang Yang's hard work, it was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, not only Yang Jian, but even the six Meishan monsters were flushed from drinking.

Huang Yang, who was eating happily, suddenly felt a line of sight focused on him. Huang Yang didn't feel any malice in this sight. After eating the meat skewers in his hand, Huang Yang looked in the direction of his sight——

It turned out that it was Yang Jian who came to see him.

Thinking that he had something to say to him, Yang Jian opened his mouth slightly, fell down without saying anything.

"This amount of alcohol..."

Huang Yang couldn't help shaking his head.

Take out a bamboo pillow from the space, put it under Yang Jian's head for him, and then continue to start the barbecue business.

The moment Huang Yang turned around, Yang Jian, who originally had his eyes closed, opened them——

Looking at the busy figure beside the fire, Shake closed his eyes again.

I couldn't tell whether he was drunk or not.

But these are all Huang Yang did not see.

Time flies, the night slowly fades, and a sunset slants over from the east.

Yang Jian was the first to wake up. Looking at Huang Yang, who was leaning on the rock and dozing, a soft look flashed in his eyes. Then he looked at the messy Meishan six monsters and the broken bones all around him. Yang Jian couldn't help but shook his head and smiled. smiled:

"This canopy..."

"What??? Say bad things about me early in the morning?"

Huang Yang opened his eyes immediately, looked at Yang Jian, and smiled narrowly.

But Yang Jian smiled and said: "Do I need to speak ill of you? You are really bad to the bone..."

Huang Yang: "..."

"You are slandering, be careful I will sue you for slander!"

"Slander or not, I don't know. Where did the meat go?...Maybe Canopy, you can give me an answer?"

This is a bit embarrassing, I can't say that all the meat has gone into my stomach.

Huang Yang immediately rolled his eyes...

At this moment, the six Meishan monsters started to wake up.

Looking at Huang Yang and Yang Jian, Yuan Hong staggered towards them, cupped his hands and said, "Second Master, Marshal, I'm being disrespectful in my lowly position, it's really drunk..."

"It doesn't matter." Yang Jian waved his hand, and continued: "Go and wake up the brothers. We will set off in the morning, and we will go to the Bibo Lake on the Luanshi Mountain with Tianpeng."

"promise……"

……

When it was Chen's time, everyone had finished taking care of them, Yang Jian looked at Huang Yang and said, "Tianpeng, let's go."

Huang Yang nodded, and Yang Jianfei was in front, and the six monsters of Meishan followed behind, and the group flew towards the Bibotan on the rocky mountain.

……

When he arrived at Bibotan, Yang Jian gave a glance to the six monsters of Meishan behind him. The six monsters of Meishan immediately understood, took a step forward, and shouted loudly: "Where is the old dragon king of Wansheng? Why don't you come out quickly and give the head!"

A dragon's chant came from the blue wave pool, and the waves gushed out, and a gray and white dragon flew out of the blue wave pool.

But it is the true body of the old Dragon King of Halloween

Followed by a streamer, it was the nine-headed son-in-law.

The voice was mighty, like Tianwei: "He Fang Xiaoxiao, dare to come to my Bibotan to make trouble, don't you want to live?"

The old Dragon King was very depressed. Yesterday he repelled a Sun Wu who learned from the scriptures, but today more people came. Could it be that he was born to fight against the criminal of the Sai Sai Kingdom?

"I teach you to listen clearly, lest you die and go to Hades who doesn't know who killed you! We are the Six Sages of Meishan, and those two are the famous Erlang God and Marshal Tianpeng, but in your corner My little dragon probably won't know the prestige of us... Hey, forget it, it's useless even if I tell you, after all, I'm going to lose my soul..."

"What a big tone!" The nine-headed son-in-law couldn't help but snorted coldly.

The old Dragon King's feet were wobbling, and he asked the nine-headed son-in-law through his spiritual sense with a trembling tone: "My son-in-law, this is the god of war in the heaven and the last marshal of the navy, are you sure?" Dealing with them? It really won’t work, I’ll wait until I surrender and beg for mercy, maybe there’s still a glimmer of life…”

"I said, old man, why are you always doing things that aggravate other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige? You asked me to beg for mercy before the fight started? Where do you want me to put this face? Besides, I still have a hole card It's not certain who wins and who loses before it comes out!"

The Wansheng old dragon king is also the master of the old dragon. Hearing what the nine-headed son-in-law said, although his heart was a little moved, he was thinking about how he would retreat when the fight broke out.

As the six monsters of Meishan shouted in front of the formation, Huang Yang turned his head to look at Yang Jian and said with a smile: "Second brother Yang, do you think the nine-headed worms have never heard of your reputation? Or do they really have something to rely on? A little The little Jinxian dared to yell at the two of us..."

"You ask me how I know? If you want to know, go up and fight with him and force out his hole cards." Yang Jian couldn't help but give Huang Yang a white look, and didn't pay attention to the nine-headed worm at all.

Huang Yang and Yang Jian were talking, but the Meishan Six Monsters fought with the Nine-Headed Insect and the Wansheng Old Dragon King.

The six Meishan monsters and the six people basically entered and exited at the same time, and the method of attacking with one hand suppressed the Nine-Headed Insect and the Old Dragon King at the same time.

……

"Interesting!" Huang Yang suddenly laughed.

Seeing Yang Jian's gaze, Huang Yang continued, "Look at that Old Dragon King, is he planning to run away?"

Hearing Huang Yang's words, Yang Jian looked at the Wansheng old dragon king, but saw that the Wansheng old dragon king was fighting and retreating, and now he was almost on the edge of the battle circle.

You can basically leave at any time.

If no one found out, then the Meishan Six Monsters wouldn't have time to stop the Wansheng Old Dragon King from leaving, but since he was discovered, Huang Yang really didn't allow him to leave.

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(End of this chapter)