The Steward Demonic Emperor

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“Oh my God, what’s going on? The Grandmaster Song, who was able to bring back the medicinal liquid that was completely destroyed before, failed for the first time in 3 rounds of Dan competition. Is it really as Old Yan said? , Grandmaster Song, can’t he practice fifth grade pill at all?”

On the display stand, Zhuo Fan spread out his palms to reveal the dark ashes, Xiaoya couldn’t help but yell.But she tone barely fell, and a sharp sword-like gaze glared at her fiercely.

With a trembling abruptly, Xiaoya glanced at Zhuo Fan with some fear, and then closed her mouth immediately.But her yelling was heard by everyone present.

For a moment, everyone couldn’t help but tightened, looking towards Zhuo Fan’s direction with sympathy and worry.

The people on the building lord stage looked towards him with a nervous expression.Since the beginning of the Hundred Pills Grand Meeting, the Poison Hand Medicine King has been suppressed, and its arrogance has also been suppressed. It was completely suppressed by Zhuo Fan.

If Zhuo Fan loses, who can be the opponent of Poison Hand Medicine King?

Tao Danniang? Hehe, although she is a sixth grade Pill Refiner who is not just in name only, but also in reality, but unfortunately, he has never looked at her in the face of Poison Hand Medicine King Yan Song.

At this moment, as everyone knows, the only scourge of Poison Hand Medicine King is Zhuo Fan, a peerless genius who masters the secret skills of ancient pill refining.As long as Zhuo Fan is removed, he will be No. 1 in the Universe, not just in name only, but also in reality, unbeatable!

Suddenly, people all looked towards Zhuo Fan with hope. Even those who came here at first and just wanted to find some good Pill Refiners to return to the family, they also involuntarily balanced their hearts to Zhuo Fan. side.

Such a talented Pill Refiner lost the game and lost his life just because the cultivation base was not enough. It would be a shame!

However, reality is reality. Since Zhuo Fan’s first pill refining failed, his complexion has become gray, motionless, it seems that he has received an unbearable blow, and he is completely desperate.

Alas, poor child!

Off the court, there was already a young woman who couldn’t help crying. Poison Hand Medicine King is sneaked, no longer looking at Zhuo Fan, a loser who has completely lost his fighting spirit, and concentrates on pill refining.

The Origin Force Fire in the hand blazed fiercely, and all the medicinal liquid in the fire quickly agglomerated and turned into the embryonic form of a medicinal pill.Seeing that soon, the spirit pill of the Poison Hand Medicine King is about to be refined, Tao Danniang can’t help but rush to refine his hand skills.

It is a pity that all her medicine ingredients have just been refined into medicinal liquid. It is estimated that there is no time to condense into a pill, and the Poison Hand Medicine King has already been refined successfully.

In this situation, 10000 points are in crisis. Chu Qingcheng also ignored the pitiful Zhuo Fan, who was already depressed, and looked towards Tao Danniang and Poison Hand Medicine King. There was a dense layer of sweat on their heads, and their hands were even more nervously clutched. Fists.

“Hahaha ……old man successfully accomplished. Now, the champion of the third round of Danniang and that boy’s head are all old man’s.” Finally, Tao Danniang has just condensed into the prototype of the Dan, Poison Hand Medicine King’s laughter sounded.

In a blink of an eye, the pill in the flames of Poison Hand Medicine King’s hand has already glowed with a crystal clear luster, the next moment is about to become a pill, and no one can stop his Pill King’s pace anymore.

“Hmph, you want to defeat the old man, you are a few hundred years early.” The Poison Hand Medicine King shouted loudly, excited like never before.

It’s not easy. The first 2 rounds were crushed by that damn little bastard. Until now, he can only play the true skills of old man.

Seeing that the medicinal pill in his hand will be completely transformed into a fifth grade spirit pill in one breath, Poison Hand Medicine King’s mouth opens wider and wider, and he is even happier than when he first successfully refined the seventh grade spirit pill that year.

Huangpu Qingyun in the distance, seeing this scene, was also satisfied with nodded.

Tao Danniang fiercely gritted his teeth and sighed unwillingly. Chu Qingcheng and the others on the building lord stage clenched their fists, but only helplessness and resentment were in their eyes.

Everything seems to have settled, and there is no possibility of turning around. Poison Hand Medicine King will become the champion of the third round of Dan competition, and in the last action will take the treasure of his Rain of Flowers Building, Bodhi Fibrous Root.

In the meantime, no one can stop him!

Rain of Flowers Building, after this round, the defeat is set…

Auntie!

Suddenly, somebody sneezed a big sneeze, resounding through the audience.Immediately afterwards, after hearing a loud bang, the flame in the hands of the Poison Hand Medicine King suddenly exploded.

Poison Hand Medicine King accidentally burned his beard and eyebrows.Together with the medicinal pill in his hand, it was completely reduced to ashes!

Uh!

For a moment, everyone was stunned, and they looked at each other, all of which were unknown.How good is it, this old Yan’s medicinal pill exploded?

His Poison Hand Medicine King, as the first Pill Refiner in the Universe, should not make such a mistake.

The body was shaking uncontrollably, and the Poison Hand Medicine King stiffened his body and turned his head slowly, his face was completely replaced by the look of anger that seemed to be eating people.

And the place he looked towards was exactly the position of Zhuo Fan, not far from him.

Following his gaze, people unexpectedly discovered that Zhuo Fan at this time had completely lost his previous depressed complexion, instead there was a crafty smile at the corner of his mouth.Below his nostrils, 2 sticks of azure mucus were also hanging down, I don’t know what it was.

hiss!

He sniffed his nose fiercely and sucked the 2 mucus into his nostrils. Zhuo Fan rubbed his nose with a bright smile and said apologetically: “he he he…sorry, Elder Yan, recently…I feel cold! “

Bang peng ~ peng ~!

As soon as this remark came out, everyone’s eyes suddenly shattered, and their faces twitched fiercely. I don’t know whether to cry or laugh. In the end, they just didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.

Grandmaster Song, the reason you are looking for is too ridiculous. It is even more inconsistent than the previous reason of Poison Hand Medicine King! How can people of cultivation be infected with wind and cold?

Qi Gathering Realm will survive 100 illnesses from now on, okay! Even more how, you are now Bone Tempering Realm cultivation base.

If you want to retaliate against him, then retaliate directly, no one will stop you.But you have to find a better reason for not, don’t treat us as fools!

Everyone present has already seen this, let alone the biggest victim of the explosion, Zhuo Fan, who mainly targeted Poison Hand Medicine King himself.

The body couldn’t stop shaking, and the Poison Hand Medicine King was obviously about to be mad.

Just waiting for a while, and in the blink of an eye, his fifth grade spirit pill was successfully refined.But at this most critical moment, Zhuo Fan, the kid, unexpectedly gave him a trick, letting all of his previous work be used up.

It’s like he found it after searching for 50 years, yearn for something even in dreams of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.Seeing that he was about to get it, he suddenly felt like he was smashed with a hammer.

That kind of heart-wrenching pain can even make his heart stop beating and cry!

“Smelly…smelly brat, the old man must kill you today!”

The Poison Hand Medicine King has been trembling, and people can see that he is suppressing the anger in his heart.But unfortunately, in the end it was not suppressed, loudly roared, and the imposing manner of the whole body was suddenly released, so that the flames of all Pill Refiner present could not stop and began to shake.

call!

With the powerful pressure of hiding the sky and covering the earth, the Poison Hand Medicine King hit Zhuo Fan top of the head with one palm.However, Zhuo Fan was not afraid at all, still standing in place contentedly.

call out!

A white silk satin flew down and instantly wrapped around the palm of the Poison Hand Medicine King. Chu Qingcheng’s silhouette suddenly appeared beside Zhuo Fan, pulling the silk in his hand, and then moved the powerful palm to one side.

“Elder Yan, this is my Hundred Pills Grand Meeting in the Rain of Flowers Building. If you want to cause trouble, please leave this place immediately!” Chu Qingcheng glared and shouted.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, the Poison Hand Medicine King saw that Zhuo Fan was protected by Chu Qingcheng. Knowing that he couldn’t get anything cheap, he pointed at Zhuo Fan and said angrily: “Building Lord Chu, it’s not that the old man wants to make trouble, but this kid Break the rules and disturb the old man pill refining first.”

“Why am I disturbing?” Zhuo Fan raised his brow and refused to admit it.

Angrily snorted, the Poison Hand Medicine King pointed to everyone present, shouted: “The whole audience here, so many people have seen it with their own eyes. The old man fifth grade spirit pill will soon be refined, that is, by your sneeze. It fell short.”

“Uh…accident!” Zhuo Fan groaned for a while, then chuckled, “Ah, didn’t I just say it, I feel cold recently…”

“Fart your mother, is there a Bone Tempering Realm expert who occasionally feels the cold?”

“You just fart, let your seventh grade pill refining master spill the pill, don’t let Lao Tzu feel the wind and cold!” Zhuo Fan giving tit for tat, not giving up.

The Poison Hand Medicine King couldn’t help but lingered for a long time, and couldn’t say a word anymore.

It turns out that this kid is here waiting for the old man, but this is also the case. The Bone Tempering Realm expert contracted wind and cold, and splashed medicinal liquid with the seventh grade Pill Refiner during the refining process. These are absolutely impossible things.

Since he could use this kind of thing as an excuse before, then this kid can also have such an excuse to fight back.

Thinking of this, Poison Hand Medicine King really wanted to smoke his 2 big mouths.At the beginning, I used my brain to think of a decent reason, and I couldn’t commit myself to such a miserable situation that this kid would be so miserable that he could not even answer a word.

After taking 3 or 4 deep breaths, the Poison Hand Medicine King barely calmed himself down, with a pair of faint green pupils, staring fiercely at Zhuo Fan, gnashing teeth said: “Okay, kid, you have a kind The snot spraying… is really fucking accurate, just when the old man fired the last fire and fuse the pill. If not, you are also impossible to spray the snot into the crevices of the pill, so as to spirit. The pill couldn’t fuse under the flames and exploded instead.”

“He he he…deserves to be a pill refining genius, even a sneeze, he can squirt so accurately, the old man really admire, admire…” The killing intent in the eyes of the Poison Hand Medicine King was full, and his teeth were almost broken. , The sarcasm in it is even more audible to everyone.

However, Zhuo Fan still didn’t care, waved his hand, said with a smile: “Where is it, maybe it’s because you and I are both one of the very best pill refining experts, so there is a tacit understanding in it, which is not necessarily. You see, you are the Poison Hand Medicine King, I am one pill overturning heaven, you spill the medicinal liquid when you pill refining, I feel like…”

“Don’t fucking say you feel cold!” However, before Zhuo Fan finished speaking, the Poison Hand Medicine King had already strongly interrupted, and roared, “old man…I don’t like to listen!”

After speaking, he turned around and returned to his seat, ready to re-pill refining.

Zhuo Fan shrugged indifferently, indifferent expression!

When Chu Qingcheng saw the Poison Hand Medicine King return safely, he turned his face not at all and couldn’t help being relieved.After all, most of the battle strength of Rain of Flowers Building is in the hands of the old fellow, and there is also the support of Emperor Sect and other families. Once they tear their faces, they will lose.

Fortunately, he still has a face, and he doesn’t want the world to know the shameless of their Medicine King Palace, so he doesn’t want to make things bigger, otherwise…

Thinking of this, Chu Qingcheng looked towards side Zhuo Fan, his eyes moved slightly, and with the voice of only two people, he whispered: “Husband, can you tell me who you are?”