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 Rank Three, 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 is constantly overflowing around the Sword Emperor's projection, the boy's body is not only surrounded by Sword Intent, but also adds a bit of fantasy aura fluctuations.

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

The experienced high-level Martial Artist also 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 can't tell the strange things about the boy, as Martial Artists, they can understand a thing or two.

If the two sword Martial Artists dueling did not attack, they both chose to enhance 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 Martial Artist.

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 retreat, Wang Xianxian took the opportunity to control the flying sword to slash at the projection of the Sword Emperor.

Facing dozens of flying swords stabbing at him, the projection of the Sword Emperor quickly swung the ancient long sword in his hand.

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

In the end, while the projection of the Sword Emperor repelled all the wine swords, Wang Xianxian also stabilized his body.

Seeing this, the projection of the Sword Emperor stood in place, and the sword in his hand also changed its posture.

The power of heaven and earth on his body was constantly rippling like a bell.

He was accumulating strength!

Through the action, Wang Xianxian could feel the violent energy in the projection of the Sword Emperor.

The boy tensed his body, lowered his center of gravity, and stared at the opponent's sword.

After the accumulation of power, the projection of the Sword Emperor was full of black and white energy.

He used his legs to kill Wang Xianxian like a cannonball!

Seeing this, the audience watching the live broadcast were heartbroken.

"Fuck, hide, what are you standing there for!"

"The attributes of the Sword Emperor projection have skyrocketed. How can we fight without the attribute suppression?"

"Haha, he is obviously scared silly, Prodigy is like this?"

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

Then, the boy's dark hair turned into a soft pink as if ignited by the Golden Crow Fire!

This pink is exactly the same as the hair color of Yun Xian'er.

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

"Empower!"

The Great Sun Golden Crow vision rose from behind the boy like the morning sun.

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

Wang Xianxian, who had received a powerful amplification, looked at the rapidly attacking enemy, and his legs burst out with unimaginable power and shot forward.

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

The ground under the feet of the two people cracked directly into a spider web because of the powerful force!

The collision was just the beginning of the fight.

After withstanding the strong impact, Wang Xianxian quickly swung the Xianxian Sword and slashed out. Seeing this, the Sword Emperor projection also swung the sword in response!

Clang——

The sound of the collision between the swords resounded through the sky!

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

The sound of the swords rang out when the blades collided, playing a symphony full of violence!

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

Feeling the murderous intent between each other to put the other to death, the speed of the two swords swung again.

Clang——

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

Simply adjusting the disordered breath in the body, Wang Xianxian and the Sword Emperor projection launched an attack at the same time.

The fight was staged again!

The blood bar of the Sword Emperor projection was rapidly decreasing, and as a price, the boy's blood was constantly splashing in the sky.

The battle with blood transformation was daunting.

Rather than saying it was a duel, it was better to say it was the most primitive and bloody fight of beasts.

Everyone watching the battle was shocked by this brutal, bloody and exciting battle.

The cheers and shouts were like a tsunami, flooding all the cities of Great Xia.

"It's so fucking exciting!!!"

"This is a real man, this is the swordsman I dream of!!!"

"Yunjiu is awesome!!!"

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The Imperial Palace, the viewing room.

Lin Lei, who was wrapped in bandages, looked at Wang Xianxian who was swinging his sword non-stop, and couldn't help but cheer loudly.

"Brother Yun, kill!!!"

Du Yin, who was also in a mess next to him, frowned and kicked Lin Lei with his foot.

"What are you killing? Can't you see what situation he is in now?"

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

"Haha, and the projection of Blood Transformation, your brain was kicked by a donkey, right?"

"The projection loses blood, but it will not affect its own state, but the challenger is just a flesh and blood body, and being injured will cause a serious decline in physical condition."

Hearing this, Lin Lei suddenly reacted.

He didn't even care about the sarcasm in Wang Beichen's words. He looked at Wang Xianxian who was fighting on the screen with worry, muttering to himself.

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