There are thousands of types of wine, how could he remember the price of each one?
You didn’t say whether it is a strong-flavor or sauce-flavor type, a ten-year-old wine or a twenty-year-old wine, so how can I guess?
“So how much does a cup cost!”
Lao Bingyi asked.
He placed his feet on the ground and arched his body slightly. While stalling for time, he absorbed the essence of flesh and blood to repair the wound on his heart. At the same time, he was also truly curious.
"One hundred and eighty cups!" Fang Xiu said.
"One hundred and eighty glasses of wine!"
Laibing's eyes widened.
He had researched the era Fang Xiu lived in, and found that one hundred and eighty was not a small number.
"Listen to me blowing it for you!"
Fang Xiu smiled and said: "You can open a cup!"
Before he finished speaking, the constellation swords suddenly flew out from the sword box behind him and shot towards the wall of the house behind him.
In the bright sword light, the blood puppets were crawling forward, preparing for a sneak attack, but they were chopped into pieces by the long sword, and the blood mist filled the air.
Fang Xiu pointed his finger in the dark, and hit the silver-haired head of the soldier directly.
"Fang Xiu, you are indeed as sinister as ever!"
The soldier yelled angrily, his feet moved slightly, and his body flew back.
The moment Fang Xiu drew his sword, it exploded. He found that both his own cultivation level and physical strength were far inferior to Fang Xiu's.
Since you are so strong, you can just attack directly. Is there any need for sneak attacks?
Do you look down on yourself, or do you think too highly of myself?
Behind Lai Bing, a puff of blood mist spurted out from his shoulder blades, and instantly condensed into a pair of blood wings. In the cloud sky, the blood puppet fell like dumplings and pounced on Fang Xiu.
"Star Sword, set up the formation!"
Fang Xiu shouted softly, and the twenty-eight constellation swords flew back, flying up and down around him, killing the blood puppets that came towards him one by one.
Fang Xiu and the Black Hidden Sword quickly formed a black line and cut off the soldier's head.
Laibing flapped his wings, but it could not reduce the distance between him and Fang Xiu. Seeing the Black Hidden Sword getting closer and closer, he even felt that the skin on his forehead was being touched by the sword energy of the Black Hidden Sword.
Split.
The bloody wings folded forward, trying to resist the black hidden sword energy, but were directly smashed into pieces by Fang Xiu who was chasing him.
In the next moment, the tip of the black hidden sword grew bigger and bigger in the eyes of Lao Bing.
"Master, Mochou is here!"
The Black Hidden Sword pierced the skin of Laibing's forehead and rested on his forehead. Suddenly, a flaming wind suddenly rose around him, and countless fire snakes came from all directions.
There was also a figure that looked like a hill, wrapped in waves of flames, rushing towards Fang Xiu, as fast as a Dongfeng missile.
Even Fang Xiu was caught off guard. He didn't sense An Mochou's aura before An Mochou appeared.
As soon as Fang Xiu turned his sword, An Mochou's huge body had already collided with him. He even looked at the Black Hidden Sword in Fang Xiu's hand as if it was nothing and directly hit him.
The Black Hidden Sword was inserted into An Mochou's chest, right between her two ribs.
The Black Hidden Sword, which could cut a hill in half, somehow failed to break An Mochou's ribs. There seemed to be a strange force wrapped around the tip of the Black Hidden Sword, blocking the possibility of moving forward.
"What a powerful force, much stronger than me!"
Fang Xiu held the sword in both hands, but was unable to block An Mochou's collision. He was knocked back continuously, crashing through countless houses and walls, and finally fell into the small courtyard of Weiyuan Escort Agency.
"Fang Xi!"
Cheng Zhan and Cheng Miaomiao were hiding in the Bailian Divine Machine Furnace, anxiously waiting for their unknown fate, when they saw Fang Xiu being knocked into the backyard by An Mochou.
As if his potential was exhausted, An Mochou's body suddenly froze on the ground, motionless.
Fang Xiu, on the other hand, continued to be carried away dozens of meters by the remaining force, and crashed into the Bailian Divine Machine Furnace.
"This guy is so loyal that he works so hard!"
Fang Xiu's chest felt heavy and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. He looked at An Mochou, who was frozen in the middle of the small courtyard, with some surprise.
Her originally huge and plump body was now reduced to a pair of thick bones. The loose clothes were put on the bones and fluttered in the wind, making it even more weird.
An Mochou's own strength was not only inferior to Fang Xiu, but even inferior to Lao Bingyi.
But in order to save Lai Bingyi, she used her secret method and devoted all her potential and vitality, which knocked Fang Xiukan hundreds of meters away.
However, he exhausted all his vitality and turned into a skeleton with only his head intact.
"Fang Xiu, you must die today!"
The soldier who had calmed down also swooped over. In just ten breaths, he absorbed a lot of flesh and blood essence, making up for all the losses in his physical body.
Opening his hands, countless blood drops gathered from all directions, condensing into a bloody spear in his hand.
He flew over with a gun, and as soon as his feet left the ground, countless bright lights suddenly burst out in the cloud sky not far away.
Since most of the blood puppets were attracted to Fang Xiu, the pressure on the hundreds of immortals was reduced. After killing the scattered blood puppets that blocked their way, they hurriedly came to kill Lao Bingyi.
Once the flesh and blood millstone formation is set up, there is no other way to break the formation except for the death of the person setting up the formation or the complete refining of the creatures trapped in the formation.
"Lao Bingyi, it is indeed you!"
"I knew that you must have other intentions when you gave up the position of dean of Shengxu Academy!"
"As the reincarnation of the Immortal Lord, do you still have some sense of team spirit and belonging?"
Hundreds of immortals rushed over angrily, yelling curses and questioning fiercely, but they did not stop moving. They quickly formed seals on their chests with their hands, condensing spiritual power attacks one after another, and covered the soldiers.
"If this flesh-and-blood millstone array is to be set up, it will require the blood of at least a thousand large genetically modified beasts. In order to raise this blood, do you know how much effort and energy my master and servant spent!"
When the soldier looked at An Mochou who had turned into white bones, his face showed sadness and emotion: "Originally, this formation was reserved for Fang Xiu on Tianxuan Peak and his disciples in the scenic area, the Immortal Tourists.
Yes, I have promised Mochou that I will promote her to the Golden Core!"
As soon as Lao Bing said this, his eyes swept over the hundreds of immortals and Fang Xiu, and said coldly with a pun: "But I never expected that you would appear here together and even mess up my layout!"
"If you want to have a layout, wait until the next life!"
"Who do you think you are? You're just the weakling who woke up first!"
"Our Immortal Lord, the later you awaken, the higher your realm will be in your previous life!"
Hundreds of Immortal Lords attacked together, with a terrifying momentum.
But Lao Bingyi just threw the blood-colored spear in his hand, and shot away the reincarnated immortal who was rushing at the front.
Countless blood lines on his body were still connected to the entire flesh-and-blood millstone array, and blood-colored spears continued to condense between his hands, and were thrown away, taking away the immortals.
"He has become so powerful!"
"This is the way of cultivating the evil cultivator of flesh and blood. I'm a little jealous!"
"Let's step back first and take a long-term view. His single-body combat power is astonishing. At least it's only at the level of Peak Foundation Establishment. It's even stronger than Fang Xiu of Tianxuan Peak!"
Twenty dozen reincarnated immortals were shot away by the soldiers with long spears. The remaining immortals were shocked and retreated quickly.
However, the flesh and blood essence of more than twenty reincarnated immortals who were shot by bloody spears were completely absorbed by the millstone array.
Above the clouds, new blood puppets were born one after another, joining the battle group, and soon completely restrained the remaining immortals.
"Fang Xiu, it's time to settle the score between us!"
The soldier held a bloody spear in one hand and walked towards Fang Xiu step by step, with a sinister smile on his face.
However, just as he passed by An Mochou's skeleton that was frozen on the ground, the huge skeleton that was originally motionless suddenly started to move.
A pair of white hand bones directly closed together, hugging the unprepared soldier tightly, and the complete head on the skeleton suddenly opened its eyes.
"Master, I said I only want your body in this life!"