Chapter 343 (1/2)

Fang Yan dare not belittle the enemy.

No one dares to belittle the enemy.

Even if his current name is laojiugui, everyone calls him laojiugui and even forgets his original name.

With a spoon at your fingertips, you can throw a galaxy. The Milky way, like a silver dragon, becomes a frozen whole, rising from the big VAT and crashing towards Fangyan.

This is the most outrageous collision, outrageous to do not need any skills.

And because of the strong wine smell in the burning knife, the silver dragon is full of the tyranny of the dragon and the killing intention of the knife.

The dragon is the most powerful and proud creature in the world. He who blocks me dies, and he who blocks me dies. Although it's a wine dragon, and although its strength and truth are greatly reduced, it still has the ability to destroy and destroy for the small human beings.

Boom -

when the faucet hit Fang Yan, the little silver dragon opened his big mouth like to swallow Fang Yan.

Whoosh!

The heart of Taiji rotates, and the realm of Taiji unfolds naturally.

Even Fang Yan's subconscious thought it was in danger, and the body responded automatically.

In the realm of Taiji, the silver dragon is clearer and more fierce.

Fang Yan can clearly see the crystal clear drops of water. The countless violent drops of water restlessly form the water dragon, singing the passionate battle song, and preparing to fight.

Fang Yan held out a finger.

That finger didn't block the faucet, because the impact of the faucet would fracture or break his finger.

He points his fingers toward the middle of the dragon's back. The rebound force on the back of the dragon is so amazing that he almost needs to spring his fingers away.

Fang Yan is quite stubborn. He stabs a big hole in the dragon's back.

Cut the dragon's back!

Beat the snake seven inches, cut the dragon's back.

Bang!

The silver dragon is divided into two parts. The strength in the middle is no longer consistent. It can't support the whole silver dragon's operation. The Dragon explodes.

The rain is falling, Fang Yan opens his mouth and sucks the splashing liquor.

”Good wine.” Fang Yan said loudly. ”All things are removed, but wine and poetry are left.”

”Can drinking be without tools?”

Mo Qingdi reaches out to pat the jar. The half man high wine jar under his feet rises from the ground and smashes at Fang Yan.

Fang Yan steps in plum blossom and stretches forward with one hand. When the wine jar is about to attack, step forward and pat the right hand on the edge of the wine port.

A majestic atmosphere came from the top of the wine vat, which excluded the guidance and control of Fang Yan. It's not the gravity of the wine tank, but don't underestimate the flow of energy left on it.

Fang Yan claps the cylinder with one hand, and the body rotates rapidly.

Stepping on the twelve palaces of plum blossom, the wine jar was also waved like a top by him.

Whistling -

the wind is whistling and the snow is flying.

The young man in green shirt raised the VAT to give his skill, and he was handsome and unrestrained.

Fang Yan has been fully controlled after feeling that he has drained all the strength of the old wine ghost's pat on the wine jar.

Boom!

Fang Yan suddenly raised the vat with one hand, and the burning knife in the VAT burst out like a sudden wine waterfall.

Fang Yan opens his mouth and swallows it.

The wine flies fast, and Fang Yan drinks fast. No matter how fast you drink it, you can't pour it in a vat. So a lot of wine poured on Fang Yan's face, head, clothes and neck, and his whole person became a drinker.

Hu -

he took a big gulp. Fang Yan was so addicted that he threw the big vat with hundreds of Jin to the old drunkard.

The old wine devil took over the VAT, and he also raised his head and took a swig. The difference is that he poured slowly and drank bravely, but there was not a drop of wine overflowing, which would not be wasted at all.

The old drinker's drink is very long. Fang Yan is also used to his drinking.