Chapter 269: My Lords, Listen to the Dragon's Roar!

The opponents Man Mang chose were two Beast Emperors and one Evil Spirit Emperor!

And one must know.

The strength of a Beast Emperor's physical body is beyond imagination.

The Mental Power of an Evil Spirit Emperor is so formidable that it can easily annihilate a city.

The combination of these two existences, especially with two Beast Emperors, is a perfect lineup.

Their combat power is more than a notch stronger than the one Succubus Emperor and two Evil Spirit Emperors chosen by the Vice Principal of Beijing Martial Arts University!

"You human, you are truly courting death!"

Therefore, the two Alien Beasts and one Evil Spirit were even more furious, feeling that Man Mang did not take them seriously and looked down upon their shared Eighth Grade realm!

They even decided that in a moment, they would not only defeat Man Mang but also make this human Martial Saint wish he were dead!

But then the fourth battlefield opened.

If Ye Bai were here, a scene that would surely shock him appeared...

"Boom, boom!"

Man Mang was seen instantly releasing a pitch-black Domain!

The pitch-black substance was a gas filling the Domain; when this gas touched the enemy's skin, even one as strong as a Beast Emperor's physical body would hiss incessantly!

Man Mang himself initially had golden light rising from his body; that was the light of the Immortal Golden Body.

The next instant, however, he was covered in thick black mist, which instantly condensed into a ferocious suit of armor!

"Die!!"

Man Mang's eyes were full of madness and irritability as he engaged the two Beast Emperors in close-quarters combat!

It was a complete departure from the image Ye Bai had of Man Mang as a smiling tiger who was always calculating and making concessions!

"Hmph, this old thing Man Mang, didn't he just become a Martial Saint a step earlier than me? What is he showing off for!"

"Didn't he learn from me back then, walking the path of the ultimate physical body?"

On Sun Wudi's side, he let out a cold snort, revealing that not only had he and Man Mang never gotten along, but their fighting styles were actually quite similar...

Then, led by Sun Wudi.

The Seventh Grade battle also erupted!

"I am invincible!! Who dares to fight!"

Sun Wudi, this perpetually unreliable Principal of Qingshan Martial Arts University, was equally stunning; after a roar, he activated Blood Armor Attachment.

He had no weapon in his hands.

He simply raised his two fists and attacked five Seventh Grade Peak Alien Race members at once!

This was actually the first time Sun Wudi had fought with all his might in such a long time.

If Ye Bai were here, he would surely be shocked again.

Meigui was already violent enough.

Sun Wudi was even more like a human tyrannosaurus, a Martial King bulldozer!

Every punch could send the corresponding Seventh Grade Peak Alien Race member flying backward!

Every kick could stomp the ground, blasting out one deep pit after another!

However, it is worth mentioning.

In the Seventh Grade battle, the most stunning one was actually not Sun Wudi...

Nor was it those Seventh Grade Peak powerhouses from Haicheng and Gangcheng Wuda.

It was not even the few half-step Martial Saints whose Immortal Golden Body prototypes were already more than half forged!

Instead, it was an old man who had originally only kept his drunkenness within a reasonable range and had always remained clear-headed.

But when he decided to fight the Three Great Alien Races to the death, he began guzzling wine crazily, even lying on his flying sword while traveling, with wine constantly going down his throat—at first glance, he looked like a beggar who had never tasted alcohol!

Ye Bai's master, Zui Xiaoyao!

"My disciple, he is still inside the Yiji..."

"Although he can share the 【Air Person】, as long as he is willing, he will be fine, but he is loyal and righteous, and he likely won't sit by and watch Meigui and the sisters of Zhu Huang encounter danger."

"And I, as his master, am incompetent; I haven't taught him anything, and there is nothing I can teach him."

"Now I cannot fail to fulfill my duties as a master..."

This was what Zui Xiaoyao muttered to himself along the way while drinking.

At first, he didn't pick an opponent, just lying on his flying sword, following the main force as they charged toward the Alien Race.

One Seventh Grade Peak Alien Beast saw this and immediately set its sights on Zui Xiaoyao.

"Hehe, this human is mine!"

"Kill him, and I will have achieved the first kill of this battle! The Emperors will surely reward me!"

This was a King Bloodline Exotic Beast that had been stuck at this realm for many years, so seeing the drunken Zui Xiaoyao, it thought it had found an easy target.

Then...

Just as this beast took a step toward Zui Xiaoyao, a shocking scene occurred...

"Clang!"

Zui Xiaoyao let out a hiccup, and at the same time, a streak of sword light traversed the heavens and earth!

There were no other movements; many people and Alien Race members didn't even see the casual wave Zui Xiaoyao used to control his flying sword!

They only saw that the Seventh Grade Peak Alien Beast was instantly decapitated! It died with its eyes wide open!

"He is Zui Xiaoyao!"

"The Wine Sword King Zui Xiaoyao who came to our territory over a decade ago!!"

At this moment, an Alien Race finally recognized the identity of Zui Xiaoyao.

There were a dozen or so Seventh Grade in total.

They exchanged glances, and then, unexpectedly, they all attacked Zui Xiaoyao at the same time!

"Don't let him keep drinking!!"

Their goal was simply to knock the wine gourd out of Zui Xiaoyao's hand as quickly as possible!

He was the Wine Sword King, famous for slaying Alien Race while drunk!

He once used the strength of a newly entered Seventh Grade to slay a Seventh Grade Peak with a single sword strike!

More than a dozen years ago, there was even a saying among the Alien Race specifically used to describe Zui Xiaoyao.

If you encounter a sober Zui Xiaoyao, then congratulations; even if you are one minor realm weaker than Zui Xiaoyao, he cannot do anything to you, and you can return alive.

If it is a drunk Zui Xiaoyao, then do not hesitate: run!

If you cannot run, then gather enough Alien Race to stop Zui Xiaoyao from continuing to drink!

Because for the Wine Sword King, the more he drinks and the drunker he gets, the stronger his strength becomes!

Not long ago, he had also been drinking at the entrance of the Yiji; Zui Xiaoyao is not just greedy for the cup...

Even over the past dozen years, Zui Xiaoyao immersing himself in the world of wine was actually not entirely a sign of low spirits...

But back to the battle.

Did the actions of the dozen or so Alien Race have any meaning?

None.

"Hiccup."

Because Zui Xiaoyao had truly drunk just about enough; now his consciousness was blurred, and he mistook the dozen or so Seventh Grade Alien Beast in his vision for hundreds of enemies attacking at once.

Then Zui Xiaoyao tossed the gourd aside.

He wobbled as he climbed to his feet.

"One sword, Immortal Kneels..."

He traced a line with his finger.

He was using the signature technique that made him famous over a dozen years ago!

It is said to have been learned from a sword art left behind from the ancient era!

"Puchi!" He instantly killed one Seventh Grade!

"Kill him!!"

The remaining Seventh Grade Alien Race were stimulated to even greater madness by the blood splattered on their faces.

"One sword, Heaven Gate Opens..."

Another sword strike!

This time, he instantly killed three Seventh Grade Alien Race!

And although in the next second, the remaining Seventh Grade Alien Race had all attacked to right in front of him.

At first glance, it looked like Zui Xiaoyao had no choice but to retreat, yet he was currently too drunk, his consciousness blurred, and he could not retreat.

The eyes of the various Alien Race all held a glimmer of hope, feeling that they could kill this Wine Sword King who had been renowned for over a dozen years.

"Gentlemen, listen... to the dragon's roar!"

Zui Xiaoyao moved again; for the first time, a long sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed down with one strike!

This time, only the sound of a dragon's roar was heard!

There were no other strange phenomena.

Yet nearly ten Seventh Grade Alien Race all stopped in their tracks!

"How is this possible?" Their eyes were filled with disbelief.

Clearly, those who could be summoned by the Mieshi Houwang were at least Seventh Grade Peak.

Those charging at Zui Xiaoyao included Alien Beast, Succubus, and Evil Spirit.

Starting from their crowns, light began to leak out at this moment, spreading downward bit by bit until they finally perished.

Three sword strikes, slaying over a dozen of the same rank!