They are not weak in strength, some are saints and saints in the Tianwu Realm, and some are strong in the Imperial Martial Realm.

The six people surrounded Xiao Changfeng and Tong Tianze in the center, creating a huge sense of oppression.

"Boy, I will give you a chance now!"

Han Zhendong twitched the corner of his mouth and stared straight at Xiao Changfeng.

His eyes were full of ferocious color.

Like a furious hungry wolf.

Choose people to devour.

"Since private fights are not allowed in the gambling conference, I will naturally abide by it. But this little stammer hit me first, and you humiliated me later. I will naturally avenge this hatred."

"But this young master comes from the Tianzun family after all, and I don't want to bully you."

"So, this young master wants to have a drink with you!"

Han Zhendong leaned his head over, and the cold light in his eyes seemed to burst out.

It's chilling.

Obviously he has thought of a good way.

Gambling and drinking?

Xiao Changfeng was slightly surprised.

He didn't expect that Han Zhendong would come up with this idea.

Whoosh!

Han Zhendong did not give Xiao Changfeng a chance to refuse.

He quickly took out a wine jar from the storage ring.

The whole body of the wine jar is bone gray, and the seal is made of blood-red mud.

A sinister aura emerged, making people shiver.

Snap!

Han Zhendong stretched out his hand and opened the mud seal.

Suddenly, a scent of wine like blood and fire surged out.

It makes people feel like they are in a battlefield of blood and fire.

The scene before his eyes was full of fighting and slaughter.

If you are a person with weak willpower, you may be scared to death.

"Blood Slaughter Wine!"

Someone exclaimed, shocked by the drink Han Zhendong brought out.

Blood slaughter wine is a very special kind of spirit.

Buried under a battlefield with millions of corpses.

It is formed by absorbing dead souls and blood.

Not only the drinks are as hot as fire.

Moreover, it contains an extremely strong sinister aura.

If you are a person with strong willpower.

You can drink this wine to practice and become stronger.

But for most people.

A sip of blood-slaughtering wine, half a step into hell!

It means that taking a sip of the Blood Slaughter Wine is equivalent to stepping half a foot into the underworld.

So no one dares to try it easily.

No one expected it.

Han Zhendong actually owns Blood Slaughter Wine, and even uses it for gambling!

At this time, Han Zhendong stared at Xiao Changfeng.

The sound seemed to come from hell.

"As long as you drink up this jar of wine, I will let bygones be bygones and let it go, otherwise!"
Chapter completed!