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Chapter 1276 Confession is bleeding!

The liquor from the flagon was poured into Ye Feng's throat.

All the barbarian cultivators present couldn't help but stand up and applaud. The liquor in the frontier city was stronger and stronger than the liquor anywhere.

This pot can kill almost half of a person's life.

No matter how good a drinker a hero is, they can all be defeated by this frontier liquor without exception.

Wu Li's eyes widened in shock. He didn't expect that he just said it casually and Ye Feng drank it without hesitation. Suddenly he felt a little embarrassed.

This pot of strong wine is stronger than usual. In order to cover up the smell of cursed blood, Wu Li specially dyed the wine to have a stronger smell.

As soon as the wine pot was opened, the aroma of poison filled the air, and all the barbarian drunkards present could not help but swallow their saliva.

No one around him dared to speak, they were all staring closely at Ye Feng. The only sound around was the sound of strong drink rolling down the throat.

After a while, Ye Feng drank all the wine and raised the wine bottle to indicate that it was all finished.

The surroundings erupted in warm applause again. Just now, all the barbarian cultivators were dissatisfied with the pressure. Now after Ye Feng finished a large pot of wine, all dissatisfaction turned into submission.

Wu Li's throat was about to rise. Ye Feng actually drank all the strong wine mixed with cursed blood. He didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

Ye Feng looked at the surprised Wu Li and joked with a smile: "What? Are you not convinced?"

Wu Li was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, City Lord, you have a good capacity for drinking, how can you be dissatisfied? We are very convinced. Today, Lord City Lord, not only has superior strength, but also has a greater drinking power. I only represent the frontier fortress."

The fellow barbarians in Chengluoli express their willingness to follow the Lord of the City in the future."

"Okay!" Ye Feng patted Wu Li hard on the shoulder.

Wu Li had a smile on his face, endured the heavy blows, and retreated.

One drop of cursed blood can kill someone. In order to make Ye Feng completely dead, Yan Yu gave Wu Li a whole bottle of cursed blood.

This bottle of cursed blood can be drank in one gulp, but such a capacity can make casual cultivators disappear in an instant.

Even a half-step Vault Realm quasi-great emperor will be deprived of all consciousness in an instant after drinking such a volume of cursed blood.

Wu Li walked back to his seat with very heavy steps, because in just a moment, Ye Feng would surely fall to the ground.

And he will also become the target of public criticism among the human race, and these few steps may be his last remaining moments in the world.

A few breaths seemed so long to him.

Nothing happened until Wu Li almost sat down in his original seat.

He couldn't help but look back. Ye Feng was slowly walking up to the throne. His steps seemed drunk and steady. He couldn't figure it out. Wu Li was restless and sweating profusely.

These barbarians kept their eyes fixed on Ye Feng, their stern expressions attracting attention.

"My dear friends, have you never seen the human race? Why do you keep looking at the city lord?" A barbarian next to him suddenly asked.

Wu Li was frightened for a moment, then smiled and said, "No, no. I'm just shocked that the Lord of the City has such a good drinking capacity."

"Hey, I really didn't expect that your frontier city would actually submit to this human race. Looking at your attitude before, I thought you were the most unwilling to surrender. I didn't expect that you would show such sincerity. This

The fine wines from the frontier cities and towns are not available in many places. They are said to be worth thousands of gold, but you actually brought them and offered them to you. I admire you very much!"

Wu Li had no choice but to smile bitterly. This fine wine is indeed precious. It has been collected for hundreds of years. He took back the empty wine flask and put it here. The strong wine was stained with the remaining aroma of the wine. The eyes of the surrounding Li Barbarian cultivators all looked over with gleaming eyes.

The aroma of the wine is too tempting.

"The situation in the frontier city is very different from before. Our only support may be the human race. If we still can't show sincerity, then we have pushed ourselves into a desperate situation." Wu Li said sadly.

, the situation of the frontier city is indeed deteriorating, and there is no hope.

If this operation is successful and Ye Feng's death draws the attention of the Dune Empire and discovers that the Demon Horn Tribe has invaded the territory of the Liman Tribe, then hope will come to their frontier city.

I no longer have to endure the humiliation and oppression of the Demon Horn Clan.

"Then you have chosen the right person. This human Ye Feng is no ordinary person. Ye Feng's strength is enough to withstand the forces of a Demon Horn Empire, let alone the entire Qingfeng City. In my opinion, with Qingfeng

The strength of the city, the Demon Horn Clan and the power of the various empires, may not be as strong as Qingfeng City."

This powerful barbarian praised him without hesitation and said that he had a vision. He was lucky enough to have been to the Dune Imperial City and witnessed Ye Feng's heroic appearance among the crowds.

He was very lucky to be led by Ye Feng. This was probably the luckiest thing in his life.

Wu Li had a look of disbelief. It was unreasonable for a powerful barbarian tribe to praise the human race so much. He said doubtfully: "This human race has always been incompetent. During the existence of the Magic Little Thousand World, I have never heard of a human race."

Able to surpass the Demonic Horn Clan and even the Barbarian Clan. How do you know that Ye Feng has this ability? Are you not teasing me, or are you mocking the human race?"

The barbarian glanced at Wu Li, as if looking at a country bumpkin, and replied: "You have been staying there for too long, and you have become a frog in the well. Do you know why Ye Feng is appreciated by His Highness the First Prince?

Even the Dune Emperor is willing to let him go out independently."

"Why?" Wu Li really didn't know.

"Then you know that chaotic land, right? Ye Feng led the Qingfeng City Alliance army and swept across the chaotic land. He combined the power of the two empires and looted the chaotic land. This is not over yet. The two inheritance families of the Liman tribe,

He was directly hit hard by Ye Feng. Even the ancient Moyuan family personally sent a summons and licked Ye Feng wildly. This Ye Feng is so crazy, your frontier city should have shown sincerity long ago."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Li's mind was like a bolt from the blue. He was so frightened that he slapped the table and stood up, "What did you say?"

When all the barbarian cultivators saw them, they all looked at them with strange eyes.

Wu Li was silent for a moment and slowly sat down. His expression was very solemn, and his hands were even trembling.

These barbarians were in the same state of mind, almost on the verge of collapse.

If they had known this earlier, they wouldn't have been so stupid and just defected to the human race.

But now, the cursed blood has been drunk by Ye Feng, and everything is irreversible.

Wu Li repented endlessly and hit his head heavily on the table.

At this time, there was a noise outside the venue, a familiar voice came, and all the cultivators turned their heads to look.

I saw a barbarian, flying through all the layers of protection. Several human guards outside the banquet stopped a flying madman.

Wu Li looked up and said, "Quan Yong?!"


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