Of course, the other two jars of wine were also intact. They were held in Tulan's arms, and they broke more than a dozen times and stood on another huge rock.

At this moment, the young man was a dead body in his eyes. He was dead. Not only was he dead now, but even if he returned to real life, he was dead.

These two jars of wine were almost ruined. These were the two jars of wine taken out of that cave in a lifetime of death.

"Haha, I admire you very much as a high-level warrior, so you can do it by you. However, I, Mr. Liu, never like to make wedding dresses for others. You just want to get things I can't get." After that, the young man raised his two swords and slashed at Tulan desperately.

Tulan held the wine jar with both hands, which was really inconvenient to fight back. Only with this opportunity could the young man be less afraid.

At this moment, Tulan can only hide.

The boy named Liu was definitely not an idiot. He stabbed more than a dozen swords in an instant, and the sword was dense and airtight.

In the airtight rain of swords, it seemed that it had been pierced countless times, and the two jars of wine in his arms were pierced. But very strangely, the sound of the jar of wine was not heard.

In fact, I suddenly found the gap in the opponent's sword rain and cleverly dodged the opponent's attack. His martial arts value was too high, and his body movement was too fast, 1.5 times that of the opponent. It was not difficult to find a gap in this shower.

But he is a passive person. In order to protect his wine, he must fall into a passive state and must hide at all times. The young man named Liu had to fight for his life without reservation.

This is a big taboo for military strategists. Once there are things that are scrupulous or constrained, it will bring a hint of hidden crisis.

After more than 100 fights between the two sides, Tulan's pants and clothes were scratched. Even if he was a little bit more tilted, he would suffer some damage.

It seems that this guy is going to fight him to death, and even if he dies, he will have to put himself in it.

Tulan was quite angry, but for the two jars of precious wine in his arms, he had no choice. He absolutely had to protect the two old wines. That was his hope for upgrading. Only when the power was upgraded can he deal with the young man.

But at this moment, he was already in danger of his life. He was forced into this situation by a person who was much lower than himself, which made Tulan very crazy. He absolutely could not tolerate it. He thought of a way, and he wanted to protect the two jars of wine while killing that guy.

If you can free up one hand, you will have a chance to win.

At some point, he stacked two jars of wine together and threw them high into the air.

He not only liberated one hand, but also two hands. He had to wait until the two jars of wine fell, and then he would contact the two jars of wine again.

This is extremely risky because that guy was not given for nothing. His pair of swords were sharp and fast, and he quickly woven into a sword net and came from the ground.

But this was simply impossible. Suddenly, he had completely lifted his constraints. He could easily defeat the enemy with one move, but time was still difficult to control. Only by ending the battle as soon as possible and contacting the two jars of wine could he achieve his goal.

"Transfer the flower and connect the wooden finger!" He suddenly shouted a loud chess, and he didn't even dodge the swords. The swords cut a pound of his body and made a slight hole in his body. He could pierce his heart by going deeper, but at this moment, his two fingers had already penetrated the other's throat and heart.

The speed is too fast, the late-engine limit is limited, and it has reached this strength.

The young man named Liu flew out in his life, folded down from the cliff, and moved straight in a parabola.

Tulan succeeded and he didn't expect that he would defeat his opponent in just 0.3 seconds. Although he paid the price of blood, he was just a physical injury. If his bartender was kept, his future might be preserved.

He stretched out his hands very casually to pick up the two jars of old wine.

"Swish!"

The afterimages of two ropes were thrown over, and the two jars of wine that were about to fall into their hands were suddenly entangled by a rope and led in another direction.

"No, there are experts!" Suddenly realizing that something was wrong, he immediately ran towards the direction of the rope flying. He tried to grab the two jars of wine back, but it was too late.

A beautiful young man was already standing in front of him, holding the two jars of old wine in his hand. "Thank you for your kindness from Brother Tulan! I will be rewarded after I won the Huashan Sword Competition." He was a young man in white clothes, with a demeanor in every move.

Of course Tulan could guess who he was. Even if he changed his image, his attitude towards people and things was very similar to that of the eldest son Ximen.

Although he is very insidious and cunning in his bones, he is very humble and polite on the surface and has been praised by many fans.

"Young Master Ximen, this is the treasure wine I got in the cave for a lifetime. It would be a bit unfamiliar to you when you take it away." Tulan arrived.

"Mr. Tu, how could I ask for your wine for nothing? You also know that with your strength, it is impossible to win the leader of the Huashan Sword Competition. That boy, Constantine and I are both mountains that you cannot overcome, so why bother you? Otherwise, we will work together and do my best. When we reach real life, I will give it back twice as much." Master Ximen said very sincerely, as if he could not see any deceitful meaning in his eyes.

Even the audience outside became his fans instantly and understood his robber's behavior. Some young girls immediately exonerated their idols.

This is a big irony. When you are obsessed with a mercy, it is not a mistake for that person to make a big mistake. Even if that person crosses the bottom line of virtue, it is understandable.

This involves deep human nature. In the 1970s, a thief often went to other villages to steal.

However, every time the thief steals a lot of things, he will distribute them to people in the same village. The people in their village regard him as a hero, at least as a thief, and do not regard him as an unforgivable evil person.

It took the policemen six or seven years to capture the thief. The reason why he hid so well was that he was loved by the raft in their village. Every time the police room came to raid, they would give some excuses and tell the policemen that the thief was not in the village.

It was not just a thief. After Columbus discovered the New World, he became the hero of their clan. But for the Indians, they were sinners throughout the ages, and they almost destroyed their clan.

"I am not your opponent, but you still have two jars of wine in your hand. At this moment, I am not your opponent?" He suddenly said calmly, and then he smiled instead of anger, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The force values ​​between them should be comparable. If they are 64, Master Ximen has a 60% chance of winning, and suddenly there is a market chance of winning. But at this moment, the wine in Master Ximen's hand seemed to have become a curse that limits his force value, which would definitely make him unable to exert his full force value.

But if these two jars of wine are broken, all efforts will be in vain.

So of course he understood this truth and did not immediately turn against Tulan.

"I don't want to monopolize this jar of wine. Let's sit down and do it half of the jar of wine." Master Ximen actually sat on Lin, and then he slowly opened the two jars of wine.

Since it was folded just now, the two jars of wine were about half a jar. Master Ximen folded one jar of wine into the other jar, then shook it repeatedly. After folding it a few times, he divided the two jars of wine very evenly.
Chapter completed!