"help me?"
Shen Chenfeng was a little bit dumbfounded. With Elder Chixiao's strength, even if he stood still, the other party couldn't hurt him at all.
But facing Lu Boyan's burning eyes, Shen Chenfeng smiled slightly and said, "What do you want to do?"
"I, Lu Boyan, am the Holy Son of the Great Wilderness. I have followed the Sword Saints of the Four Seas since I was a child and have practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years. I know that my swordsmanship is so profound that I will rarely encounter an opponent in my life."
Lu Boyan's face was full of arrogance, and his voice was full of domineering.
No one around dared to refute.
Because Lu Boyan does have the arrogant capital.
But the next moment, Lu Boyan changed the topic and said: "Master said that I was too sharp, so he asked me to go down the mountain to practice and meet the heroes of the world. But what I didn't expect was that the Star Dou Conference has not started yet. I am the great and noble Holy Son. , I was defeated by you, a cultivator of the Celestial Realm."
Hearing this, the atmosphere became obviously solemn.
The crowd looked at the sharp Lu Boyan and did not dare to breathe.
"Brother, you are persistent."
Shen Chenfeng smiled slightly and said modestly: "I only relied on my physical strength to get so many delicious food by chance. In fact, it is not a real competition."
"Shen Chenfeng, you don't have to cover up for me."
Lu Boyan took a step forward, and a cold breath came over him, saying: "If you lose, you lose. I, Lu Boyan, never make any excuses."
"Then what?"
Shen Chenfeng raised his eyebrows and asked intently.
"I want to compete with you again."
Lu Boyan looked at the delicacies all over the ground, and with a flash of light in his hand, a wine pot appeared out of thin air, saying: "Although these delicacies are full of color and aroma, they are a bit too monotonous. As the saying goes, the spring breeze welcomes heroes, and good wine is given to heroes. When there is good food, , how can we not have good wine to cheer us up?"
"This bottle of immortal wine is a specialty of our Great Wilderness Immortal Sect. Its name is Zui Sheng Meng Death. It is collected from ninety-nine drops of morning and evening dew, mixed with the precious elixir Dream Powder, and brewed for thirty years."
Seeing the wine flask in Lu Boyan's hand, the crowd couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Oh My God!"
"It is rumored that there is a powerful fairy spirit in the drunken life and dream, and it is a real fairy wine."
"But the drunken dream is very powerful. If you drink it, you will have endless illusions. If you don't have superb cultivation, you will get trapped in it, and even become obsessed. It is extremely terrifying."
Listening to the crowd's exclamations, Lu Boyan smiled proudly.
He held up the jug in his hand and said calmly: "Shen Chenfeng, only heroes can drink this jug of wine. Do you dare to fight me again?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Chen Chenfeng's heart surged with pride. He waved his hand and told Lu Wushuang: "Since Brother Lu has brought out such fine wine, we can't be stingy. You go and distribute the delicious food so that everyone can taste it together."
"good!"
Lu Boyan's eyes lit up and he said: "Have a mind for the world and don't stick to trivial matters. Shen Chenfeng, no matter what your cultivation level is. With this alone, you are enough to be called a hero."
"nonsense!"
While distributing delicious food to the crowd, Lu Wushuang responded coldly: "My eldest brother is unparalleled in the world. How can he be described as more than just a hero?"
"Whether he is a hero or a bear, we have to drink this bottle of wine to know."
Lu Boyan waved to Lu Wushuang and said, "Come on, I know you are also very unconvinced. In this case, why don't we fight again."
Lu Wushuang hesitated a little, but when Shen Chenfeng nodded, he immediately sat down and said viciously: "You asked for this, don't regret it if you lose."
"Hahaha, although I, Lu Boyan, am not talented. But when it comes to sword skills and drinking, I have never lost to others."
Lu Boyan turned his palm and took out three wine glasses.
At this moment, an extremely dazzling electric light suddenly flashed in the space.
Everyone felt numb all over their bodies, and a tall and handsome young man appeared in the hall.
He was wearing a thunderbolt robe, and his whole body shone with a faint electric light, as if the God of Thunder had come to the world, full of arrogance and domineering aura.
"Sage Zixia, Immortal of the East!"
Seeing this young man, the crowd caused a commotion.
Chen Jianghe even jumped up and yelled: "Dongfang Xian, what are you doing here?"
In Zixia Sect, it is no secret that the Great Elder and the Holy Son are at odds.
Even because of the personal grudge between the two people, the entire sect has turned into two major factions, and the fighting is very fierce.
Chen Jianghe was so active in organizing the Star Dou Conference, firstly, to win over the various sects and become the leader of the Twelve Alliances. The second is to use the power of various sects to suppress Dongfangxian's arrogance and dominate the entire Zixia Sect.
Seeing Dongfang Xian suddenly visiting him at this time, Chen Jianghe thought that the other party wanted to cause trouble, and he couldn't help but become nervous immediately.
However, Dongfangxian ignored Chen Jianghe at all. Instead, he looked at Lu Boyan and the others and said, "You guys are so elegant. Heroes and wine, how can you miss me, Dongfangxian?"
Hearing this, the crowd trembled inwardly.
When it comes to heroes in this world, I, Dongfangxian, take my place.
So domineering!
"I have long heard that the Holy Son of Zixia is a great hero, and when I saw him today, he truly lived up to his reputation."
Lu Boyan was bold by nature, laughed loudly, took out a wine glass again, and said: "Brother Dongfang, please take a seat quickly. But this drunkenness is very energetic. If you accidentally drink too much and miss the Star Dou Conference, don't do it." Blame me."
"It's a joy in life to be able to have a drink with all the heroes. Even if you miss the Star Conference, what's the harm?"
The Oriental Fairy sat down with a smile on her face.
"Brother Dongfang, you can't say that."
"Although it is indeed extremely enjoyable for everyone to drink together. But the Star Dou Conference gathers geniuses from all twelve sects."
"It would be a great regret in life if we couldn't fight with him."
Lu Boyan filled up the wine for the four of them with his own hands, and saw microwaves rippling in the wine glasses, showing countless scenes.
There are mountains, flowing water, and barren grasslands.
There are clear skies and dark clouds.
It's the same glass of wine, but different characters, from different angles, see completely different scenes, which can be described as wonderful and unusual.
Lu Wushuang played with the wine glass in his hand and pretended to be disdainful: "If you ask me, there are no great masters among the sects participating in the Star Dou Conference this time."
"Hahaha, Holy Son of the Great Demon Sect, you are a bit underestimating the world's heroes."
Dongfang Xian smiled wantonly and said: "The ones who come now are just some little shrimps. Those real genius masters have not shown up yet."
Being called a little shrimp on the spot, every immortal disciple present looked extremely ugly.
However, due to the power of Dongfangxian, they did not dare to say anything.
"oh?"
Lu Wushuang didn't know much about the Twelve Alliances. Seeing Dongfang Xian speak at this time, he couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me, among the Twelve Sects, besides a few of us, who else dares to call himself a hero?"
