Summon the Emperor System

Qiao Feng has a good drink, and there is a huge amount of it. The more spirits he drank, the fighting power would increase greatly.

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

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hao was dumbfounded and stunned!

Damn it, fancy wine fighting!

Fuck, I drank the eighteen palms of Jianglong even after drinking, and even used three tricks!

Damn it, the 72-degree red star Erguotou, 2,000 bottles in one bite, it's so fierce, my Brother Ritian almost kneeled!

Haha, this fight of wine is more beautiful and enjoyable than fights.

"Sir, it's your turn."

Qiao Feng was so arrogant and uninspired. After consuming 2,000 bottles in one gulp, he looked at Xue Changshan, the ‘Bacchus’ who was a little frightened and forced out.

Xue Changshan, who has always been arrogant and old-fashioned, is twitching slightly at this moment.

"..."

Xue Changshan was stunned for several seconds, Qiao Feng was shocked by the sheer amount of it, and he drank 2,000 bottles in one breath. This... he felt that he might not be able to do it.

He only weighs a thousand catties of spirits, and this Red Star Erguotou is stronger than any spirits he has ever seen before, but Qiao Feng, 2,000 bottles in one mouthful, kills 4 thousand catties!

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

But then...

"Crazy!"

There was another roar that refused to admit defeat: "The old man is the **** of wine, and no one is better than the old man!" He slammed a palm to the ground, and a huge palm force pressed it down, leaving more than 7000 bottles piled on the bridge. Red Star Erguotou, the wine bottles were all shattered and turned into a piece of powder.

Zhao Hao was surprised. This old **** is muddled. Suddenly, there was great joy in my heart.

"I suck."

Xue Changshan held the wine gourd, the mouth of the gourd was down, and he sucked it hard. After being blown to pieces, it turned into a vast expanse of strong wine, turned into a thick torrent, all flew upside down, and flew into his wine gourd. .

"Everyday kid, don't want to beat me."

Jiu Zhuang is courageous, let alone a strong man. Xue Changshan is a super expert, and he even claims to be a Dionysian. He must not lose to others in wine. He has just drunk hundreds of bottles just for the sake of saving face. Out of control, holding the wine gourd with both hands, he started pouring wildly into his mouth again.

"Gudong Gudong!"

"Gudong Gudong!"

"Gudong Gudong!"

1 bottle of 2 catties of Red Star Erguotou, more than 7,000 bottles, that is more than 14,000 catties of 72-degree spirits, even if he swallows the sky in Haikou, he can't finish it with a few big mouthfuls.

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

Zhao Hao had a smirk in his heart. The old guy said before that he had a thousand catties of alcohol, but now, he has drunk far beyond the standard. Hahaha, just to irritate you, just to make you messy.

"Gudong Gudong!"

Xue Changshan held the big gourd in his hands and drank, not long after, his body gradually began to tremble, Zhao Hao had a smirk on his face, added fire to him, and yelled: "Good drinker, worthy of Dionysus, look I came here to lose."

"Good drinker, Joe admires!"

Qiao Feng was excited and shouted heroically: "But Qiao Feng may not lose."

"Gudong Gudong"

Xue Changshan was still drinking. After drinking 10,000 catties of 72 degrees Erguotou, he couldn't hold it anymore. He couldn't drink anymore. Suddenly, his body trembled suddenly...

"I puff..."

He, who was drinking heavily, squirted out directly.

A sip of old wine spit out 800 meters away, cutting through the void and traversing the long sky.

"Fuck!"

Zhao Hao yelled, this old pretending to persecute the offender unexpectedly squirted out eight hundred meters away.

"Wow!"

Xue Changshan stood in the void, hugged his abdomen with his hands, bowed his head and opened his mouth.

"Fuck!"

Zhao Hao was taken aback again, pale in horror, and flew back as if he had lost his soul.

"Wow..."

Xue Changshan stood in the sky and vomited wildly. The old wine vomited out of his mouth seemed to fly down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days.

Boom, click——

The three thousand feet of spirits vomited from his mouth directly smashed the bridge where Zhao Hao was.

In the midst of a flurry of nausea, the wine gourd in his hands also fell from the air, and fell to the ground with a ‘click’. The whole person is also dysfunctional. He turned up to the sky and fell from the air like a dead pig. With a ‘bang’, it also fell to the ground.

Drink it up, drink it up thoroughly. In order to win Qiao Feng, he drank more than 10,000 catties, which is still 72 degrees Red Star Erguotou. The alcohol is overpowering, and it can't cover it, and it can't cover it at all.

Bacchus, drank thoroughly.

On the other hand, Qiao Feng is not drunk, standing majestic and majestic.

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

Zhao Hao was happy, and quickly stepped forward to take a look, and saw Xue Changshan lying on the ground with his stomach upside down, so drunk, his drunk little eyes couldn't open, like a dead dog, his mouth was still bubbling. Going out constantly brave strong liquor.

"Bacchus?"

"The Eight Big Licking Kings?"

"Hello?"

Zhao Hao scratched Xue Changshan several times with his feet. He was like a dead pig, and he didn't move. He tilted his old mouth, and the spirits rushed out, making it like he had a cerebral thrombosis. Where is there a strong man? The demeanor, the majesty of the great god.

"It turns out that an expert is drunk. Just like ordinary people, he has such a virtue."

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

"It's just that, returning to the Dionysus, it really throws you to death."

Zhao Hao sneered again, suddenly raised his big foot, slammed on Xue Changshan's head, and slammed it a few times like a cigarette butt: "Pretend to be something, don't you want to fight alcohol? Just now? Isn't it arrogant? Isn't it high above? Why are you lying under my feet now?"

Take advantage of your drunk, kill you!

"Don't speak, right? I won't beat you if I don't speak?"

Lift a big foot.

"Boom boom!"

He began to step on Xue Changshan's head, face, nose, and mouth continuously.

"I let you pretend."

"Boom boom!"

"I let you pretend to be Bacchus."

"Boom boom!"

"I asked you to pretend to be superior and call Lao Tzu Xiaoer, but I also called it many times."

"Boom boom!"

"Children's children's children's children"

"Boom boom!"

"Crazy and crazy, crazy and crazy..."

"Boom boom!"

Every time Zhao Hao stepped on, he exhausted all his strength and stirred up a sea of ​​anger. After the explosion, Xue Changshan's face was covered with mud and dense footprints.

It is worthy of being an immortal realm powerhouse, under such an explosive step, he has not been trampled to death.

"Well, every day kid, dare to fight wine with the old man!"

"Well, I don't know what I can do!"

"Uh!"

Xue Changshan, who had been trampled on hundreds of feet by Zhao Hao, uttered two drunken words in a daze, and then hiccuped in alcohol. In his drunken dream, he still did not forget to pretend to be forced.

He still refused to admit defeat subconsciously.

A wicked smile appeared on Zhao Hao's face, and he grabbed the waistband with both hands and pulled...