The reputation is mighty!
The drunken maniac who maintained his masterly demeanor one moment was smashed directly to the ground by Lu Ze the next moment.
boom!
The moment the drunkard's body collided with the ground.
People even saw shock waves erupting from the drunkard's head to the ground.
People saw that the stainless steel floor had exceeded the upper limit of energy it could absorb, and the entire ground was as soft as a blanket, crawling, rolling, and finally exploding.
The head of the alcoholic maniac is undoubtedly the strongest person here. He can still gain the upper hand with his human body against steel. He is worthy of being called the strongest person here.
But the dizzy alcoholic felt a huge insult.
"Let me go—"
His roar and Lu Ze's action of loosening his three fingers happened at the same moment - at the same time.
Lu Ze let go of the drunkard.
The drunkards are like a train that derails at high speed, plowing out dazzling sparks and steel shavings, carrying billowing smoke and dust, sweeping straight for hundreds of meters.
As for the four Silver Guards who tried to stop the drunkards, they were like bowling pins on the track, flying backwards the moment they came into contact with the drunkards.
"Cough, cough cough..."
The guests on the east side rushed out of the smoke with disgraceful faces, and then stared into the distance with their mouths open, feeling a chill in their hearts.
Wang Yishui on the high platform was also completely stunned.
"——My library!"
When he saw that even his most beloved rare book cabinet, used to house his collection, had been smashed, he lost his composure, and his voice and expression became distorted.
beside him.
Ye Zhengming opened his mouth in confusion.
"Oh my God……"
Since seeing the alcoholic maniac today, he has vividly remembered every word he said.
Number nine on the list?
Is there anyone in Yunzhou City who cannot be killed?
Even Ye Zhengming, who grew up in the country of fighting, the North Bear Country, had never seen such an arrogant person.
But no matter whether it was the arrogant demeanor of the drunkard or the enigmatic Wang Yishui, he felt that the drunkard was right.
If he appears, it will be a dimensionality-reducing blow to everyone here.
The result...is this? !
Anyone who has been brainwashed all morning and sees the scene of using his face to brake and fly hundreds of meters away can't help but curse.
Ye Zhengming's eyes flashed with anger, not towards Lu Ze, but towards the drunkard over there.
Because he felt that his intelligence was seriously insulted.
If we were in the Northern Bear Country, those guys from the fighting nation would have already rushed forward to do it, shouting "Ula".
【Grass! 】
This swear word was cursed in my heart.
On the other side, the fat man Song Chuyang, with narrowed eyes, said nothing, took out a white handkerchief and wiped his forehead constantly.
Not sure whether it was fear or the heat, Song Chuyang was sweating profusely.
…
…
The smoke and dust billowed like a giant dragon.
In the midst of the ever-expanding waves of mist, there was a sudden sound of clashing swords.
--Ding!
The drunkard who used his face to brake for hundreds of meters seemed to finally be unable to bear the friction and heat generated by an old face.
A suffocating sword intent emerged.
The huge sword as wide as a door panel was finally drawn out from behind and stabbed into the ground.
The harsh friction sound and the crazy splashing of sparks.
The drunkard finally braked to a stop.
The momentum carried the smoke and dust from all directions and formed a black shadow that flashed past.
The drunkard raised his head ferociously, half of his face was covered in blood.
"How dare you insult me, Shuzi!"
This sound is like the legendary lion's roar in Buddhism, as loud as a bell or a bell, deafening and deafening.
The guests within a hundred meters were stunned by the sound.
But soon, people's attention was attracted by the twisted outline of the alcoholic who appeared out of thin air.
I don’t know if it’s the color of the smoke or the color itself.
The whole body of the alcoholic fanatic seemed to be ignited with light black flames without temperature, squirming and steaming.
——Gangfeng body protection!
The faint black energy even spread to cover the giant sword.
"Gang Feng Cloth Body...Ten Star Gale Wind...The pinnacle of this world."
Although there had been countless speculations before, when the guests saw this moment, their brains were still dizzy.
The alcoholic maniac turned out to be the strongest person in the world, the pinnacle of human cultivation, a 10-star war king whose every word, deed, and move was full of power in the world!
But seeing this made them even more frightened.
The drunkard is a 10-star war king, so...
What about that young man?
When their eyes fell on Lu Ze's young face again, a feeling of suffocation flashed through people's brains.
Because they finally reacted completely!
It took all the strength of two fingers to resist the overwhelming attack of the 10-star war king.
Then he used three fingers to throw the person away, and there was a wonderful show of braking on the left cheek.
Is this what people say?
Tang Yingqi's heart beat violently, and her beautiful eyes stared at Lu Ze without blinking.
Lu Ze, who looked like a god and a demon at this moment, still had that annoyingly familiar smile, and was still his childhood sweetheart.
But the domineering one among them was the most manly thing Tang Yingqi had ever seen in her life!
She didn't realize that her fists had clenched the blue veins bulging.
If it weren't for the fear of distracting Lu Ze, she would have been so excited that she would have shouted out!
Tang Yingqi waved her hand fiercely, seeming to be imitating Lu Ze's actions just now.
Just turning around and smashing it was more enjoyable than her carrying a rocket launcher to bombard the enemy!
…
Ding.
The metal bottle cap was thrown to the ground.
The drunkard took out a flat flask and took a swig of strong liquor.
The cruelty and madness in his eyes seemed to be covered slowly but quickly by three points of satisfaction.
But as he got drunker, the aura on his body became stronger!
this……
"What was he drinking?"
Someone murmured to themselves, which happened to reveal everyone's thoughts.
Because the drunkard has not registered his number.
Those who are not proficient in spiritual practice will inevitably think that this is some magical medicinal wine.
After swallowing the strong liquor in one gulp, the drunkard crumpled the exquisite silver flask into a ball and threw it aside.
Then he stepped with the sole of his foot.
The terrifying air wave that spread for hundreds of meters spread once again.
The drunkard lifted up the black epee with one hand and lifted into the air. The faint black mist dragged directly to the sky. Looking at the long arc...
It was actually about to be chopped down from a height of 100 meters!
The pervasive black energy obscured his face, truly like a devil coming to the world.
The crowd below finally realized something was wrong and fled in all directions in terror.
…
"Insulting you?"
Lu Ze's three fingers of his right hand were held up in front of him. His eyes were calm and seemed a little strange.
He raised his eyelids slightly and stared high into the sky.
The fleeing crowd heard the denial in Lu Ze's tone.
A very firm and serious denial...
"No."
"This is your honor."
"And I will let you die at the most glorious moment in your life."
Lu Ze's three fingers of his right hand were held up in front of him. His eyes were calm and seemed a little strange.
He raised his eyelids slightly and stared high into the sky.
The fleeing crowd heard the denial in Lu Ze's tone.
A very firm and serious denial...
"No."
"This is your honor."
"And I will let you die at the most glorious moment in your life."
