Doomsday Pavilion

Even if Shan Ye did not throw out his amazing pair of double-edged axes, he still has the top physique among the second-order evolutionary people. The power of one punch and one kick is definitely not so easy to bear. You come and I can’t get together. In just one round, the five people of Dark Blade had blue noses and swollen faces.

This is not because Shan Ye was injured too badly, but because TM is so embarrassing!

Two second-tiers and three first-tiers deal with a second-tier drunk who doesn't even use his original power. It was supposed to be a scene of beating, but now he can't even touch the corners of people's clothes-being molested like this, which Is there still a confrontation that feels tossing about? It might be better to pretend to be dead on the ground.

Tearing down the skin layer by layer, no matter how thick the skin is, there must be a limit.

Shan Ye stepped on a person's chest and held up the wine jar to drink-there was still wine in his wine jar!

The dripping wine dripped from the corner of his mouth, and the captain of the Dark Blade Hunting Team was all over his face.

"You're..."

Captain Darkblade regretted his decision to fall to the ground and pretend to be dead.

"Crack!"

Shan Ye strove hard, and he spouted a mouthful of blood, "You...you..."

"Hahaha, happy! Drink the most beautiful wine and fuck the cheapest bastard!"

Shan Ye once again lifted the wine jar, "For the bitch, do it!"

"Ha ha"

"Yes! For the bitch, do it!"

The captain of Dark Blade had already begun to guinea fowl in his heart.

Why don't you TM go up to the sky and shoulder to shoulder with the sun, daddy is this so you can't see it? Everyone took a step back, borrowed this Po'er to get the donkey off first, right?

Damn, you're so good! !

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything, and the breastbone is shattered into seventeen or eighteen pieces, but now that he wants to resist again, it is also the grasshopper after autumn that he can't get up.

Shan Ye poured the last drop of wine from the altar into his mouth, smirked up to the sky, and roared with red eyes, "Who else! Who else is not convinced! Stand up for Grandpa!"

"Hahaha, the mountain master will unify Rivers and Lakes for generations to come."

"There are ten brave men in the world, and the mountain master owns nine of them. The remaining one is divided into the world."

"Smuggler..."

Shan Ye cast his eyeballs, pointing at the last person to speak and shouting,

"What are you looking at?"

"..."

Liu Kang shuddered, how dare you take this TM? !

"What are you looking at?!" Huang Dashan called again.

"I...I don't look at anything..."

"You don't look at me? You look at me. What do you say you don't look at? That is, Lord Shan is nothing? Are you scolding me?"

"No, not really."

"You're just cursing that I am not something, come, come, grandson Wu, let grandpa teach you how to behave."

"..."

Will your conscience hurt?

Liu Kang looked desperate and confused, what's the matter? who am I? What am i doing? Where am i from Where am I going again?

Shan Ye yelled frantically for a while, and then played a drunken fist under the eyes of everyone Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, drank at least five jars of three-color snake wine, and threw the wine jar everywhere.

How good is this to drink? Is Lin Chou's Sancai Snake Wine so easy to digest?

"Boom."

The last wine jar did not fall to the ground, and there was a muffled noise.

Shan Ye looked up at the yellow sky with the light behind his back, every wind blew his hairy face obediently, time was still at this moment, and everything was silent, like the only protagonist under the spotlight.

Someone whispered, "Mountain, Lord Shan!"

Huang Dashan looked back coldly.

A more coldly gaze stared at him, his body was huge, under the background of night and lights, like an ancient behemoth in black armor.

Hua Kuan Kumul swallowed the meat in his mouth, and lowered his head, the wine jar on his head fell on the palm of his hand, he sniffed it, and stuffed the wine jar into his mouth.

"Quack, quack."

Every sound seemed to chew the frozen gall of everyone on the hillside.

A hunter who dared to smash the head of a Tier 6 alien beast with a wine jar would be the only one who has never been slapped to death.

Of course, if Huang Dashan is really smashed into dust, it doesn’t matter to everyone, you are happy, Mr. Billowing. We just want to watch the excitement casually, and will not delay the interest of your elderly at all.

Huang Dashan didn't even see the rolling in front of him, and sternly shouted, "What are you looking at?"

"Shoo!"

A big pink tongue licked across Shanye's chest from left to right, and the leather armor of the third-order swamp snapping turtle on Huang Dashan instantly turned into strands of floc, and the dark muscles under it were faintly visible.

Shan Ye looked dazed, his eyes were a little more sober, and he stammered hello.

"Hi, get out!"

Fuck you paralyzed! !

The hunters on a hillside began to carefully wonder where they could slip faster, and when the Tier 6 behemoth became angry, wouldn't they clear their scum on the field in an instant?

"Wow!"

Rolling out a piece of wine jar residue from between his teeth and throwing it at the foot of the mountain master.

Shan Ye rolled his eyes and said righteously.

"Children can't drink!"

Who TM dared to drink to the sixth-order strange beast?

"Roar!"

Shan Ye swayed back from a place ten meters away, a large piece of Naxiang Red Beans on the ground was empty, and it was blown to reveal a white ground, and even the soil was scraped off a thick layer.

"Then... that, bring the wine."

Who TM dares not to drink to the sixth-order alien beasts?

A pile of jars filled with ten kilograms of wine was rolled in the palm of the hand like a child holding a handful of sugar cubes, and then eagerly stuffed it into his mouth.

"Quack, quack!"

Rolling eyes lit up, and many adventurers could see smiles and happiness from its black and white bear face.

Floating up, rolling around in the air, and standing up in the air again, holding a bear's paw and kicking.

Shen Feng was taken aback, and then a little fascinated, "This...it's impossible, he is learning from Shan Ye's drunken fist! There are three-point similarities!"

After Shen Feng said, everyone thought about it carefully, and the round and round appearance of punches and kicks, crooked and rolled, wasn't it the same action Huang Dashan had just hit.

It's fine!

Surprisingly, this bear has become a fine one!

"Wow!"

Shan Ye, who was slobbered again, turned to Bai Qiongshou and said, "Wine, wine and wine! Go to Brother Lin for wine!!"

Bai Qiong shrugged, "I think it's better to let it eat you clean."

"Daddy out! Circulation points out daddy out, hurry up and go TM, otherwise Daddy will be a ghost and won't let you go!"

An altar of three-color snake wine was generally delivered up with flowing water, sitting on the ground, dancing and dancing, sending an altar of snake wine into his mouth, tasting it with heart, narrowing his big eyes, and looking intoxicated.

Shan Ye grinned like a beloved concubine, and the corners of his eyes were twitching. Even when he was half drunk and half awake, he could clearly see what he would look like in the future. Tofu and peanuts chewed with ham, right? He couldn't even eat peanuts. Lin Chou's peanuts must be expensive luxury goods again.

In short, he can't afford it.

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