C276: Bacchus (2/2)

I rub!

Are you crazy when you have wine? What are you special, invincible!

Ye Fan scolded and got up, glanced at Huang Muchen, who was ”forced” next to him, and said, ”Don't you stop it?”

Huang Muchen shook his lips and said, ”Fighting immortals is a matter of my fart! Not to mention that you have the function of immortality and are afraid of a fart.”

You!

What the **** did Laozi work hard to save? Ye Fan's heart was depressed.

”He's so old, wouldn't it be okay to drink so much?” Huang Muchen pointed at Wu Chi and said.

”He believes in ghosts!” Ye Fan turned his head and was taken aback.

I saw Wu Chi buried half of his head in Dading, and opened his mouth to suck, and the immortal wine poured into his mouth.

I do!

Ye Fan has been ”forced”.

You must know that this batch of immortal wine has several tons, and it has been aged for hundreds of years. The degree is especially dozens of times higher than Erguotou.

If you drink this, the gods will have to pour.

Bacchus!

Grunt ~ Bacchus drank the last few drops of immortal wine, shaking his feet.

I saw him walking in chaos, but he never fell to the ground. A punch was blown, and an overwhelming array of martial arts exploded.

In every move, martial arts intentions wrapped him.

Ye Fan's pupils are shrinking, and the old man with his heart is definitely the most powerful man in martial arts.

”Left fist, right palm, imaginary step and traverse ~” Ye Fan even did one move and followed the old man to learn.

Strangely, by doing these weird movements, the martial arts in the body became more fluid.