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

On the empty island, the two men completed the confrontation in an instant.

With the atmosphere of silence in the whole place, all the stone pillars lowered at the same moment.

At the same time, the teleportation array leaving the sky island also lit up.

After all the stone pillars returned to the ground, the winemakers did not choose to leave.

Instead, he looked at the thin back with all kinds of eyes that implied curiosity, wonder, frustration, etc.

Wang Jingzhen clenched his fists, the excitement in his eyes slowly faded, and he glanced at Wang Xianxian.

Recalling what I had done to cheer for Wang Xianxian just now, I was ashamed and angry, but also a little resentful in my heart.

"Damn it, how old are you, and you're still pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? It's so tacky!"

Of course, in this case, he could only complain in his heart.

Although it's cliche to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, it's really fun. If it were him, it would probably be even more fun.

Moreover, Wang Jingzhen knew very well that Wang Xianxian's performance just now indirectly saved the Wang family.

Although the Wang family will still bear infamy after today, it is still better than being nailed to the pillar of shame in history.

But to be honest, when he thinks about the reversal of public opinion in the next few days, Wang Jingzhen starts to feel bad for Wang Xianxian again.

While Wang Jing was shaking the cricket, Mo Li's handsome face began to look a little dazed.

He stared blankly at Wang Xianxian not far ahead, the shock in his eyes almost overwhelming him.

He couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it.

It was already hard to accept that a foreigner of the same age could brew a fifth-grade top-quality spiritual wine, let alone a fifteen-year-old Wang Xianxian.

In the past five years, he had devoted almost all of his youth to that fourth-order spiritual wine.

This allowed him to brew the best quality wine.

He really couldn't figure out how to brew the fifth-level top-quality spiritual wine.

I don't even understand what kind of talent it is that can enable a fifteen-year-old child to achieve such achievements.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the two strongest geniuses who were looking at each other.

"Haha, your name is Wang Xianxian, right?" Caesar smiled, "Were you telling me to shut up just now?"

Seeing the ferocious look hidden in the other person's smile, Wang Xianxian felt no emotion in his heart.

He would never give a good look to such foreigners who insulted his country.

Not only because he is Chinese, but more importantly because he is now carrying the blood of the Golden Crow and the destiny of China.

So, Wang Xianxian responded calmly: "Otherwise, what if you are blind and can't see the words, or do you have cerebral palsy and can't read the words?"

The young man's unceremonious response made Caesar's handsome face become a little uncertain.

Ever since he fused the golden wine cup, no one of his age had ever dared to talk to him like this.

"You are really lucky. You got such an opportunity at the age of only fifteen. Haha, I think you probably used that thing when making wine?" Caesar strode forward, stood in front of Wang Xianxian and sneered.

"That thing?" Wang Xianxian was suddenly stunned.

Seeing the young man's brows furrowed and looking confused, Caesar couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

‘Still pretending! ’

At this point, even though the facts are in front of him, Caesar still doesn't quite believe that Wang Xianxian won him solely by virtue of his own talent and strength.

Now he has determined that Wang Xianxian controls an artifact similar to the golden wine cup he holds.

Otherwise, how could he sense the desire emanating from the golden wine cup in the other party.

Recalling the power of the golden goblet, Caesar's depression was relieved a lot.

In his opinion, in the test just now, Wang Xianxian must have used an artifact similar to a golden wine glass, so he could achieve such excellent results.

If he had taken the spiritual wine out of the golden goblet later, there would be no comparison at all.

Wang Xianxian glanced at the blond young man in front of him. Although he didn't know what the thing in his words was, he could vaguely guess that the other person was implying that he was cheating.

At the same time, he also determined that the person in front of him must have cheated by some means.

Thinking of this, a sarcastic smile appeared on Wang Xianxian's face: "You are right, as long as you are happy."

Wang Xianxian was too lazy to argue with the other party about these useless things, because it was not his strong point and he found it boring.

Since the other person is willing to indulge in his own fantasy, let him do it.

Superfluous explanations will only make the other party more convinced of his own conjecture.

Whether it is true or not, reality will give Caesar a perfect answer in a few days.

At that time, he will use his performance to wake up the golden baboon himself.

After saying that, Wang Xianxian had a teasing smile on his lips, and then left the island under Caesar's sinister gaze.

Looking at Wang Xianxian's leaving figure, Caesar pursed his lips tightly, revealing a trace of imperceptible sarcasm: "Despicable power thief, you really regard your own artifact as your own! Tomorrow's game is no longer a self-problem. !”

"Tomorrow, I have to recognize my true level!"

Suddenly, Caesar's pupils began to expand as he was speaking harshly, and then a mysterious aura replaced the original unruly look.

The pupils shrank again, and the blond young man's eyes gradually became sharp, his gaze became sharp and penetrating, as if he could see the back of the young man who had disappeared long ago.

"I found you, Master Zhongyan!"

[Sorry everyone, my hands are still a little uncomfortable. I will sort out the outline today and fill it in with voice input tomorrow. There will be three chapters tomorrow. 】