Summon the Emperor System

Qiao Feng is good at wine, and there are boundless quantities of it. The more spirits he drinks, the greater his combat effectiveness will be.

After drinking a lot of spirits, at this moment, he confidently suppressed Xue Changshan with a palm.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Hao was dumbfounded and stunned!

Fuck, fancy wine fight!

Holy crap, I even used the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon after drinking, and even used three tricks in a row!

Fuck, Red Star Erguotou with a temperature of 72 degrees can kill 2,000 bottles in one gulp, it's so fierce, my brother Ritian almost knelt down!

Haha, this fight of wine is better than fighting skills, and it is enjoyable.

"Your Excellency, it's your turn."

Qiao Feng was full of arrogance, without being drunk at all, after killing 2,000 bottles in one gulp, he looked at the 'God of Dionysus' Xue Changshan with pride.

Xue Changshan, who has always been old-fashioned and arrogant, at this moment, the corners of his mouth are twitching slightly.

"..."

Xue Changshan was stunned for a few seconds. Qiao Feng's volume shocked him, and he drank 2,000 bottles in one go. This...he felt that he might not be able to do it.

He only weighed a thousand catties of spirits, and this Red Star Erguotou was stronger than any spirit he had seen before, but Qiao Feng, with a mouthful of 2 thousand bottles, killed 4 thousand catties!

At this moment, apart from the slight twitching of the corners of his mouth, Xue Changshan felt his little heart trembling.

But then...

"Crazy!"

There was another roar of refusal to admit defeat: "This old man is the God of Dionysus, no one can be better than this old man!" He slapped the ground suddenly, and a huge palm force pressed down, leaving more than 7,000 bottles piled on the bridge Red Star Erguotou, the wine bottles were all shattered and turned into a piece of powder.

Zhao Hao was startled. This old calf is messed up. Immediately, I felt great joy again.

"I suck."

Xue Changshan held the wine gourd with its mouth facing down, sucked it hard, and after it was blown to pieces, it turned into a vast ocean of spirits, turned into a thick torrent, all flew upside down, and flew into his wine gourd .

"Li Tian, ​​don't even think about defeating me."

Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, let alone a strong man. Xue Changshan is a super master, and he even calls himself Dionysus. He must not lose to others in wine. He has drunk hundreds of bottles just now. For the sake of face, he completely Losing control, he held the wine gourd with both hands, and started pouring it into his mouth again.

"Gudong Gudong!"

"Gudong Gudong!"

"Gudong Gudong!"

One bottle of 2-jin Red Star Erguotou, more than 7,000 bottles, is more than 14,000 catties of 72-degree spirits. Even if he swallowed the sky, he would not be able to drink it all.

"Drink, drink to your heart's content."

Zhao Hao smirked in his heart. The old guy said before that he can drink a thousand catties, but now, he has already drank far beyond the limit. Hahaha, just to provoke you, just to make you mess up.

"Gudong Gudong!"

Xue Changshan held a big gourd in both hands and drank wildly. Soon after, his body gradually began to tremble. Zhao Hao had a smirk on his face, fueled him up, and yelled: "Good drinking capacity, as expected of the God of Dionysus, look Come on, my subordinates are going to lose."

"Good drinking capacity, Qiao admires it!"

Qiao Feng was very excited, and he yelled boldly: "However, Qiao Feng may not lose."

"Gudong Gudong"

Xue Changshan was still drinking. After drinking tens of thousands of catties of Erguotou with a temperature of 72 degrees, he couldn't hold it anymore. He couldn't drink anymore. Suddenly, his body trembled...

"I puff..."

He who was binge drinking spit it out in one gulp.

A sip of old wine, sprayed out 800 meters away, cut through the void, and traveled through the long sky.

"Fuck!"

Zhao Hao yelled, this old man pretending to be a perpetrator actually spit out his drink, and spit out 800 meters away in one gulp.

"Wow!"

Xue Changshan stood in the void, folded his arms around his stomach again, lowered his head and opened his mouth.

"Fuck!"

Zhao Hao was taken aback again, his face turned pale with fright, as if he had lost his soul from fright, he flew back.

"Wow wow wow..."

Xue Changshan stood in the sky and vomited wildly. The old wine vomited out of his mouth flowed down three thousand feet, suspected to be the Milky Way falling nine days.

Boom--

The three-thousand-foot liquor vomited out of his mouth directly smashed the bridge where Zhao Hao was.

Amidst a burst of vomiting, the wine gourd in his hands also fell from the air, and fell to the ground with a 'click'. The whole person couldn't do it anymore, he turned his back to the sky, fell from the air like a dead pig, and fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

Drink too much, completely drink too much. With a capacity of 1,000 catties, in order to win Qiao Feng, he forced himself to drink more than 10,000 catties, which was still Red Star Erguotou with a temperature of 72 degrees.

Dionysus, completely drunk.

Qiao Feng, on the other hand, was not in a state of drunkenness, but was mighty and proud, with extraordinary momentum.

"Bacchus, what do you mean? Don't you like standing on top of me? Why did you fall from the sky?"

Zhao Hao was overjoyed, and quickly stepped forward to take a look, only to see Xue Changshan laying on the ground with his stomach upside down, so drunk that his little eyes could not be opened, like a dead dog, his mouth was still bubbling, Strong alcohol kept coming out.

"Dionysus?"

"Eight Great Licking Kings?"

"Hello?"

Zhao Hao pawed Xue Changshan a few times with his feet. He was like a dead pig, he would not move when he said nothing, his old mouth was crooked, and the spirits flowed out, making it look like he had a cerebral thrombosis. Where is the strong man? His demeanor, the majesty of the Great God.

"It turns out that when an expert is drunk, he has the same virtue as ordinary people."

Zhao Hao took a closer look, and sneered, "Bacchus, what's wrong with you? It's been said that Red Star Erguotou is good to drink, so why don't you believe it?" He could only helplessly shrug his shoulders, making sure he drank it. Numb, completely unconscious.

"It's just like this. Returning to Dionysus, I really threw you to death."

Zhao Hao sneered again, raised his big foot abruptly, stepped on Xue Changshan's head fiercely, and trampled on Xue Changshan's head a few times as hard as a cigarette butt: "Pretending to be a thing, isn't it for a wine fight? Just now Isn't it arrogant? High above you? Why are you lying at my feet now?"

I'll kill you while you're drunk!

"Don't talk, right? If you don't talk, I won't beat you?"

Lift a big foot.

"Bang bang bang!"

It began to stomp on Xue Changshan's head, face, nose, and mouth.

"I let you pretend."

"Bang bang bang!"

"I let you pretend to be Dionysus."

"Bang bang bang!"

"I asked you to pretend to be an expert and call me my son, and you have called me so many times."

"Bang bang bang!"

"Children, children, children"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Crazy crazy crazy crazy..."

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhao Hao used all his strength to step on each step, arousing a wave of air. After a burst of stomping, Xue Changshan's face was covered with plaster and densely packed footprints.

As expected of a strong person in the Immortal Realm, he was not trampled to death under such a violent trampling.

"Well, Ritian boy, how dare you fight wine with this old man!"

"Well, overthinking yourself!"

"Well!"

Xue Changshan, who had been trampled hundreds of times by Zhao Hao, uttered a few drunken words in a daze, and then hiccupped again. In his drunken dream, he still did not forget to pretend to be aggressive.

Subconsciously, he still refused to admit defeat.

There was another evil smile on Zhao Hao's face, and he grabbed the waistband of his trousers with both hands and pulled it...