God level choice of Douluo

The black-feathered chicken raised its head and flapped its wings: "What's so good about wine? Keep fighting. Master Chicken hasn't had enough of it yet!"

Chen Nan ignored it and threw a jar of wine to Zhao Han. The two sat on the floor. Chen Nan said, "Would you like to eat chicken?"

"It's just right. It's good to grill it and use it with wine and food."

Chen Nan nodded: "That's exactly what I meant. It's just that these chickens have thick skin and thick meat, so ordinary fire won't cook them."

"It's okay, I have Samadhi True Fire. Even if it is made of diamond iron, it will be cooked after burning it for a day and a night." Zhao Han slapped the wine jar away, raised his head and took a sip.

Listening to the conversation between the two people, the black-haired chicken suddenly became furious.

It had chicken feathers all over its body, and looked up to the sky with an extremely angry voice and shouted: "Oh, oh, oh... damn boy, don't tell me that Chicken Master knows you from now on. Damn it, don't say it's Samadhi Real Fire, even if Liu Mei Real Fire is... How can I help Master Chicken!"

It's not that this bitch is bragging. With its body that reaches the second level of the sky, the real fire of Liumei really can't burn it to death. At most, it will only feel severe pain.

Chen Nan directly threw a bottle of wine at him: "Stop talking nonsense and come over and drink."

The black-feathered chicken cursed, caught the wine bottle with his wings, jumped down from the branch, and rolled his eyes at Chen Nan, looking very unhappy with him.

Zhao Han stared at the black-feathered chicken with great interest and asked: "Brother Chen, where did you catch this pet? It is not only strong, but also has a high IQ!"

As soon as he heard the word pet, the black-haired chicken immediately exploded——

"Your uncle's, you are his pet. Master Chicken is his master, and he is Master Chicken's pet!"

Glancing at the ferocious black-feathered chicken, Chen Nan pushed him aside and said with a smile: "This bitch has a mean mouth. Let's drink our wine, so don't ignore it."

"You bitch, you are a bitch. No, you are a bitch. How dare you insult your grandpa chicken? Grandpa chicken will peck you to death sooner or later. Fuck you!" The black-feathered chicken arrogantly yelled, "Moreover. Yes, Grandpa Chicken asked you to be my pet because he was looking down on you. If I offended your Grandpa Chicken, I sold you to a nightclub to be a duck."

Two extremely powerful men of the younger generation were both scolded by a chicken one after another.

Chen Nan was speechless, and Zhao Han was even more speechless.

There is probably only one such excellent chicken in the world.

Putting the chicken aside to dry, Chen Nan touched Zhao Han with the wine bottle, raised his head and took a sip, and said: "To be honest, among my peers, I have never encountered such a strong opponent as you." .”

"it's the same."

Zhao Han looked at the night sky with the bright moon hanging high and said: "In the battle between peers, no one has ever been able to take my ten moves."

Chen Nan said: "With your strength, it should be difficult for the younger generation in your Taixuan Dao Sect to have an opponent, right?"

Zhao Han nodded and said: "Yes, among the disciples of my Taixuan Dao Sect, my senior brother and second senior brother are the ones with the highest cultivation level, but they are almost ten years older than me, so naturally they cannot be compared."

Chen Nan was silent for a while and said, "There is something I don't know whether I should ask or not."

"But it doesn't matter. After this battle, I have regarded you as a close friend. There is nothing I can't say." Zhao Han said happily.

Chen Nan didn't do any ink and asked directly: "Among the magic weapons you just used, the best one is just a tenth-grade spiritual weapon armor. With your level of cultivation, even if your master's elders give you a treasure It’s not an exaggeration to use a weapon, why did you only use a tenth-grade spiritual weapon?”

The treasure weapon corresponds to the realm of the Earth, and is far more powerful than the spiritual weapon of the Yudao realm.

"My master did give me a few treasures, but I don't like to rely on external forces, so I have never used those treasures." Zhao Han tugged at the broken battle robe on his body and said, "This tenth-grade It took me half a year to refine the armor of the spiritual weapon, but I didn’t expect it to be shattered by one move from you.”

Speaking of the latter part, Zhao Han smiled bitterly and shook his head, feeling very sorry.

Chen Nan was a little surprised.

He originally thought that Zhao Han's armor was given to him by his elders, but he didn't expect that he had refined it himself.

The cultivation of the seventh heaven of Yudao actually refined the armor of tenth grade spiritual weapon!

Under normal circumstances, when cultivators refine magic weapons, they can only refine the level corresponding to their own strength. The seventh level of Yudao can only refine seventh-grade spiritual weapons, which makes it difficult to cross levels. However, Zhao Han not only crossed the level, but also continued to do so. Crossed the third level!

With such qualifications, looking at the cultivators in the world, it is probably difficult for anyone to match him.

Chen Nan said: "If you had used the treasure just now, I would have been defeated."

"In a duel of the same generation, I will only rely on my own strength. Even if I am killed by my opponent, it will be because my skills are inferior to others; unless I meet an opponent of the older generation, I will use the treasure weapon." Zhao Han looked at it. He glanced at you and said, "And you look younger than me. If I use a treasure to defeat you, I will feel disgraceful."

"You're a weirdo."

Chen Nan patted him on the shoulder and said: "My principles are exactly the opposite of yours. As long as it is an enemy, I will kill him at all costs, because I feel that only by being ruthless can you go further."

Zhao Han smiled and said: "We are enemies, why don't you secretly stab me in the back now?"

"Because I don't think we will become enemies." Chen Nan shook his head and said: "If you were an enemy, I really wouldn't mind giving you a sneak attack. For me, the only thing between me and the enemy is life and death, and there is no principle or morality."

When Zhao Han heard this, he laughed loudly and said, "Because of your frankness, I am determined to be your friend. If you don't mind, we will become brothers today and treat each other with sincerity."

Chen Nan asked: "How old are you?"

"Twenty-three." Zhao Han said.

"That won't work." Chen Nan shook his head and said, "I'm only twenty-one. If we become sworn brothers, you will become my brother. It's such a shame."

Zhao Han was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Then we will just be brothers, no matter how big or small we are."

"Listen to this."

Chen Nan cut his finger and a few drops of blood dripped into the wine bottle.

Zhao Han also dropped a few drops, and they each took a sip. Zhao Han said: "The ancients said that they did not wish to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but they wished to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. I think these are too hypocritical. We don't Speaking of this, I, Zhao Han, swear here today that I will never do anything to disgrace my brothers. If I violate this, I will be struck by thunder from heaven."

Chen Nan said seriously: "I also swear that I will never betray my brothers in the future. If I say anything false, I will never be able to find a wife and have no children or grandchildren."

The two gathered earth to make incense and kowtowed to heaven and earth. Zhao Han smiled and said: "Your oath is too poisonous. I heard that you, Mr. Chen, have a romantic nature. You can lack everything around you, the most indispensable thing." She is a beautiful woman, it would be too cruel if this really makes you unable to find a wife."

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