The Supreme Emperor of the City

Chapter 393 Feeling Improved Today

"Don't be nervous, I'm weak, and I'm even weaker now that I haven't sobered up."

Drunken Immortal seemed to see the nervousness of the man in black, and comforted him very softly.

And at the moment when his words fell, he, who was more than ten meters away from the black-robed man, appeared in front of the black-robed man out of thin air.

His palm was printed on the chest of the man in black.

On his palm, a layer of mist condensed into a vortex and bombarded the man in black.

The man in black rubbed and flew backwards for more than ten meters before barely stopping his body.

At the corner of his mouth, traces of blood could be vaguely seen.

"Damn, this monster."

The man in black muttered to himself in a low voice, he looked at the drunken fairy with fear in his eyes.

This guy actually said that he was weak, and he was able to fight many supreme emperors with his general strength without drinking.

And after drinking, his attack methods are even more unruly, and his power has increased several layers.

I... am not the opponent of this monster.

"That man in black robe is too weak."

Lin Xing, who was watching in the dark, muttered a little dissatisfied.

Of course he could tell that the Drunk Immortal was very strong, not only that his attacks made people unable to see any rules, but what was even more frightening was his control over his own power.

But that black-robed man, under his own attention, seems to be an existence of the Supreme Emperor Realm.

Xiao Mian, being so weak as an existence in the Supreme Emperor Realm, is simply a disgrace to the Supreme Emperor Realm.

Lin Xing even suspected that with his full combat power, he could forcefully smash that black-robed man to death.

"It's a little weaker."

Old Man Tianji and Old Man Shi nodded in a tacit understanding.

They also felt that the man in black was too weak to be ashamed of the Supreme Emperor.

As an existence of the Supreme Emperor Realm, not to mention being able to split [-]/[-] with anyone.

But at least facing the drunken fairy, it shouldn't be so unbearable.

They all suspected that the man in black robe in front of them was a parallel importer.

"Why are you so weak?"

After the drunken fairy attacked the man in black robe, he didn't continue to try to attack.

He lowered his head to look at his hands, and looked at the man in black in a daze.

Then he asked the question that the three of Lin Xing wanted to ask.

The three of Lin Xing watched from the perspective of bystanders, so some things didn't feel very real.

But he, because of his face-to-face confrontation with the man in black, can feel how powerful this guy is.

To describe it in one sentence, he feels that the person in front of him is not the existence of Supreme Emperor Realm at all.

It's too weak, so weak that I feel like I'm a peerless emperor...

He almost misunderstood whether he accidentally drank too much alcohol, and suddenly became a peerless emperor.

The man in black narrowed his eyes suddenly when he heard the drunken fairy's words.

He backed up with a jerk, appearing in the air at a height of hundreds of meters.

The surrounding space quickly twisted, and the black-robed man quickly formed seals with his hands.

On his left hand side, a very surging flame appeared, and on his right hand side, layers of water waves appeared.

In the end, the flames and water waves merged perfectly, and the water and fire merged to form a long dragon that attacked the drunken fairy.

"So that's it. You're like a mage in a game. Melee combat is a crispy skin."

Seeing this scene, Drunk Immortal was suddenly enlightened.

He slowly raised his hand and patted the long dragon lightly.

Around his palm, layers of energy like water mist lingered on his palm.

Bang!
His palm collided with the long dragon, and the energy lingering in his palm poured into the long dragon's body wave after wave.

In the blink of an eye, Changlong's body twisted and changed inch by inch, and then turned into streaks of mist and rose into the sky.

"belch!!"

After finishing the black-robed man's moves casually, Zui Xian hiccupped and spit out a mouthful of alcohol.

With this mouthful of alcohol, a strong aroma of alcohol quickly spread to the surroundings.

In the air, a phantom appeared.

Xu Ying wobbled in the air with a flagon in his hand, and then threw the flagon directly at the man in black.

The man in black retreated quickly, but he still couldn't get out of the range of the jug.

His face was ugly, and he pinched Yin Jue again with his hands.

Not long after, behind the black-robed man, the same phantom appeared.

The phantom's face was blurred, and he was covered in a large black robe, and there were countless screams faintly around him.

In that phantom's hand, he was still holding a death scythe! !
Bang bang bang!
The phantom holding the death sickle waved the sickle in his hand, and harvested the wine gourd.

But when the sickle and the wine gourd collided, the scorpion of the wine gourd suddenly fell off.

A surging aroma of wine emanates from it.

Enveloped by the aroma of the wine, the phantom quickly became extremely illusory.

The body swayed twice in the air, and then exploded with a bang.

At the same time, the face of the man in black, who was enveloped in the smell of alcohol, turned red with drunkenness.

He raised his foot and took two steps in the air, shaking extraordinarily, and then hit the ground straight with a bang.

"That's kind of awesome."

The three of Lin Xing, who were secretly watching the battle in front of them, looked at each other silently, and became a little speechless.

This battle at the Supreme Emperor Realm was obviously a bit too dramatic.

At the same time, they also mourned silently for the person who opposed the Xiumeng.

That guy's physical fitness is obviously not good, he is using a long-range attack style, and his body is a crispy skin.

It's a pity that he met a rather strange drunken fairy, and then he was hanged and beaten.

However, Lin Xing and the others also knew that the black-robed man would not die.

And if the drunken fairy wanted to capture him alive, it would be even more difficult.

"what!"

Just as the three of Lin Xing thought, when the drunken fairy walked slowly to the place where the black-robed man fell, he suddenly became a little surprised.

Because in the big pit in front of him, there is no drunken fairy, only traces of blood stains.

Apparently, the black-robed man used his escape method of pressing the bottom of the box and fled for his life.

"Forget it, I'll clean you up tomorrow."

Shaking his head, Zui Xian took out the wine bottle from his trouser pocket, opened the wine and took two or three sips before staggering away from here.

He feels that he has improved today.

It was all because of being drunk before, which caused him to leave before he even had a fight with the man in black.

But today, I beat him for a while.

Well, he believes that when he fights against that man in black tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, he can almost kill him.

Even if you can't kill him, you should be able to seriously injure him, and let him cultivate for decades without any accidents.

The corners of Lin Xing and the others twitched as they watched Zuixian leave.

But they didn't jump out immediately, because their experience told themselves that the man in black is definitely still here! ! !
(End of this chapter)