Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1208: Taking Advantage

Like thorns on his back, being looked down upon by such a woman in front of others greatly stimulated Tao Xuan's self-esteem, his pride ignited. He pushed twelve glasses towards the special Vodka container, picked out a cup identical to Ye Fengsheng's, opened the bottle stopper with Vodka from the other side, poured a glass and drank it down, disregarding himself. With a fiery throat carrying Ye Feng's voice, he shouted to the sky: "Ye Feng's voice, who do you despise! One for you, one for me, don't take advantage of me!"

Ye Fengsheng laughed, put the mouth of the bottle to his own lips, and gave Tao Xuan a thumbs-up: "Good job!"

He lowered his head, drank the Vodka that could be used to mix dozens of cocktails.

Visible bubbles rose from the hazy bottle, making "glug glug" sounds, but it completely drew Tian Yu and Tao Xuan's attention, one might say to concern.

They've seen what they could drink, but have not seen what they can drink! This is high-purity Vodka! If you don't mention it, you could directly set a fire ablaze. Is this how that person blows bottles?

His throat tightened, mouth burned. Tao Xuan felt his legs go a bit weak.

Unexpectedly, the Ye Fengsheng opposite really might just die! This bottle of Vodka will go down his stomach. Is it possible to rescue him later? That's another matter. Is this child mad to compete with himself in front of Tian Yu? Once a person dies, even if you make Tian Yu like you, what can you do?

Tian Yu was anxious inside. He tried multiple times to stop Ye Fengsheng, but failed.

The middle-aged man, ignoring the fear of the blue flame, raised his hand, grabbed the tequila, a string of blue flames rushed into his hand from the air. After it poured into his mouth, he picked up the Vodka in front of him, filled it up, then turned back to Ye Fengsheng's face.

"Fusang."

Just when Ye Fengsheng picked up the glass, a flame shot up to the sky, reaching three feet high, straight to the ceiling, not to mention Tao Xuan and Tian Yu. Even the bartender holding the drink couldn't help but take two steps back, his face was full of surprise.

"The wine is alright, but I don't want to drink."

Putting the strong Vodka on the bar counter. Ye Fengsheng handed the bottle to the middle-aged man and drank it down.

"I broke the precept for my Taoist friend, but I don't think they would open a convenient door for me."

The middle-aged man sighed, put down the Vodka in his hand: "My Daoist Disciples don't welcome me, I won't nag here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clapped his hands, the heavy iron rod weighing 100 pounds immediately raised up. After jumping in a circle, it returned to the original position, but the middle-aged man was already gone.

"Ah!"

There weren't many people in the bar, because of the quiet bar, they were all looking for quiet people. Now, seeing this scene, they immediately screamed and retreated. Tian Yu's face turned pale, anxiously looking at Ye Fengsheng.

She wanted to know what the relationship between Ye Fengsheng and the person who just raised a hundred gold bars was. She remembered Ye Fengsheng said he was here looking for someone. Was that the person he was looking for?

"I have things to do, I can't drink with you anymore."

Facing Tian Yu's complex gaze, Ye Feng muttered something in his mouth. Meanwhile, he drank the tequila in his hand clean. This was the last sentence. He reached out to wipe the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, and drew a cluster of flames from the burning wine. He whispered: "Go."

As soon as he finished speaking, only the finger-sized flame, like a line, sprang out in people's incredulous eyes. It left a wisp of residual smoke in the air, bypassed all the people in the bar, and disappeared from their eyes.

When people returned to look for the founder of the statue, those good-looking young people vanished.

"Oh my! Gods!"

Tao Xuan slapped the twelve Vodka glasses he just pushed open. His face was full of fear and trembling.

He never expected the troublemaker today to be a living Immortal! If he had known earlier how capable he was, would he be insane? If an Immortal wears a green hat, later says it out, wouldn't he be envied by everyone? It's not shame at all! It's glory!

Tian Yu holding the blood-red Bloody Mary remained silent for a long time, unable to suppress the body's trembling. She didn't know whether she regretted losing the hand of the Immortal or feared brushing shoulders with danger. Looking back on the words Ye Fengsheng asked her when he came, she always had a bad yet exciting feeling. At this moment, she thought, just now she so close to Ye Fengsheng's frame, naturally, she would feel a rush of dry heat surging from her body, like a million insects gnawing at bones, leaving her speechless.

In the pitch-black night, a Fire Dragon tore through the sky, like a long sea flood dragon, rolling in the wind, breaking through the waves.

Ye Fengsheng stepped on flames, walking in the air along the sensing direction, while he whispered: "Do you think you can escape?"

I don't know whether one could hear the meaning of Ye Fengsheng's words, or if he really felt that he couldn't escape. The middle-aged man suddenly stopped, his thin figure appeared very lonely in the darkness.

Ye Fengsheng leapt out of the flames. He was furious, fell to the ground. The flames did not extinguish. He was like an arrow released from a bowstring, shooting in the opposite direction. In the air, he could hear the echo of the flames shaking.

The middle-aged man did not move, not even his body. He seemed to know Ye Fengsheng's method was just a test, so he paid no attention.

As he thought, a strong Fire Dragon exploded half an inch away from its body, disappearing like ashes in the night wind, leaving no warmth.

Ye Fengsheng's gaze held two kinds of seriousness. The other party did not follow his way to set a rainstorm, this was unexpected. After all, what he performed were ancient national skills. The spirit it contained was not detected by external cultivators, but this person could confirm he had no intention of hurting anyone in such a short time, is it confidence or arrogance?

"Ye Fengsheng, our Kunlun Sect sent more than ten people to find you in the world.

Ye Fengsheng didn't know if the idiot on the opposite side had a problem with his brain, but such words actually irritated his unhappy heart. So when he made moves, he became fiercer than before. Qingxin Formula and Qingxin Formula operated at high speed, injecting spirit into the sword blade in his hand, causing the sword to present a layer of watercolor. After the trace, a circle of golden light surrounded the blade.

As soon as the sword appeared, the middle-aged monk managed to evoke a bad secret method. He realized how fierce his body was. He quickly retreated, watching the broken blade leave a crack of flying sand and stones at his position. Then, deep fear appeared on his forehead.

He was a cultivator of Kunlun, a core cultivator from Kunlun, not from Pei's medium-grade, but from the principal's words, Ye Fengsheng's elder they pursued, is a member of ancient national skill, inheriting ancient national skill. Thus, he insisted on the idea of "near water can get the moon," he actively participated in this pursuit, and attempted to find Ye Fengsheng's whereabouts, to obtain Ye Fengsheng's ancient skill.

Although he was in middle age now, he had lived through Jiazi. He stepped into Jiedan many years ago. The reason he has today's appearance, was all because of his profound cultivation.

He only heard Ye Fengsheng was chased out by the Ye Family, pursued by the Pei family. Kunlun inherited the traditional friendship of Pei family. Hence, he robbed Ye Fengsheng for them. From where did he know Ye Fengsheng was so tough? When this sword was slashed down, he knew this young, younger generation researcher is so fierce