You can do whatever you want with me.
He hadn't eaten or slept for three days and three nights, and his eyes had turned black, turning into panda eyes.
Long Fei himself almost went crazy.
Unless it was a moment of life and death, he swore that he would never train his Alchemy proficiency like this again. It was too tiring.
Now …
He just wanted to end it early.
Because …
He was really sleepy, really hungry.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry, don't waste any more time." Long Fei strode towards the stage.
Yin Changfeng sneered, "You're in a hurry to die? "Alright, then I'll grant your wish."
Following that.
Yin Zhangfeng looked at Yi Yourong and said, "Yourong, what I said just now is still valid. Kneel down and kowtow to me as an apology. Hand over the Mystic Moon Underworld Wheel and the position of Young Sect Master, and I will spare his life."
Yin Changfeng was full of confidence.
Win against Long Fei in alchemy?
Too simple!
Yi Yourong's heart sank. She was not confident.
Just that … Without waiting for her to speak, Long Fei turned around and cursed, "F * ck your grandpa, are you f * cking going to compete or not? If you don't want to compete, then scram far away from laozi. "
"Kowtow and apologize to you? Is your brain full of shit, or is it that you're still asleep? "
The crowd quietened down.
Everyone looked at Long Fei in unison, their faces filled with astonishment.
"Scolding the Great Clan Elder?"
"Pointing at the nose and scolding, isn't this too arrogant?"
"F * ck, he's really crazy."
"Even if you're courting death, you shouldn't be like this."
… ….
Great Clan Elder was amazing?
He couldn't scold him?
With Long Fei's personality, forget about the Great Clan Elder, even if the Heavenly King was in front of him, he would still scold his eighteen generations of ancestors if he was unhappy.
Yin Changfeng's face darkened, and bellowed: "You dog, I will definitely kill you with my own hands!"
Long Fei said: "You want to kill me? Then stop talking and hurry up and get on the Pill Stage. You should have died three days ago. If I let you live to see tomorrow's sun, I will write the two words' Long Fei 'backwards. "
Extremely arrogant!
Yi Yourong looked at Long Fei, her heart filled with doubt.
Why?
What right did Long Fei have to be so arrogant? One had to know that this was an alchemy competition, and Yin Zhangfeng was a Seventh Grade Alchemy Grandmaster. What right did he have to win? There was no chance of winning.
Yue Wanshan was also puzzled as he said, "This brat … is really arrogant enough. It's just that is really good like this? We're competing in alchemy. "
At this moment.
Xiao Die walked over and whispered: "Sister Yi, it's okay, Ah Long is strong."
The thin monkey said, "Of course!"
The big guy said with a silly smile, "That's our boss!"
The green bull let out a loud moo.
Yi Yourong looked at Xiao Die and the others. Their injuries were very serious, and it was impossible for them to recover in a short period of time. But now, all of them had recovered as though they had never been injured. What was going on?
Just as Yi Yourong was about to ask, Yin Zhangfeng shouted, "Set up the stage!"
"Let's go to the Pill Platform!"
His voice trembled.
The Elixir Pavilion disciples shouted in unison, "Up the Elixir Stage, up the Elixir Stage, up the Elixir Stage …"
Two mobile alchemy platforms were pushed out.
Yin Zhangfeng looked at Long Fei and said sinisterly: "This time, I will definitely kill you!"
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Yin Zhangfeng's figure moved, he took a step forward, and in the blink of an eye, he landed on the high Pill Stage. His eyes turned sinister, and the aura on his body suddenly changed, becoming very hot.
He was a genius in alchemy.
As soon as he stepped onto the Pill Stage, the aura on his body changed.
This kind of person was born to refine pills.
There weren't many Seventh Grade Alchemy Grandmaster in his sixties in the entire Zhenwu Continent.
Once the news of him breaking through to the seventh rank spread out, there would definitely be many large sects that would come to invite him, even the Zhao Clan.
"Come up and accept your death!" Yin Zhangfeng bellowed.
Long Fei clasped his fists together, his joints cracking, and said disdainfully: "We'll know who's going to die soon."
He prepared to walk onto the Pill Stage.
At this time. Yi Yourong walked to Long Fei's side and whispered a few words into his ear.
Long Fei's eyes darkened, and turned to look at Yin Zhangfeng, "Damn, aren't you being too ruthless?"
Soon after.
Long Fei said to Yi Yourong: "If I win this time …"
Yi Yourong revealed a charming and moving smile. This smile could hook a person's soul out, and it was too hard to hold back. She gently blew at Long Fei, and said with a slightly coquettish voice: "If you win, you can do whatever you want to me."
"Gudong!"
Long Fei's Adam's apple rolled, and the evil fire in his crotch burned fiercely. Originally, when he saw Yi Yourong's charming smile, he was already a little unable to control himself. The last sentence, "I can do whatever you want to me", made him fantasize about the scene of rolling around in bed and fighting for a few days and nights.
"You're the one who said it!" Long Fei seemed to have forgotten about what happened last time.
Immediately.
Long Fei's eyes flashed with a bright light, his entire person seemed to have been injected with chicken blood as he strode onto the Pill Stage.
The two Pill Stages were ten meters apart, and were about eight meters tall.
Looking down from above.
It was as if they were fighting in a movie.
Yin Zhangfeng mocked, "A little disciple overestimates himself and wants to compete with me in pill refining. Today, I will let you know what pill refining is."
Long Fei could not wait any longer, and said: "Stop talking, aren't you annoyed? Hurry up and start, laozi still has important things to do, don't waste my time. "
His expression did not put Yin Zhangfeng in his eyes at all.
It was as if he was completely disdainful.
This made Yin Zhangfeng even more unhappy in his heart.
However …
He was a seventh-grade Alchemy Grand Master. The anger in his heart surged, but after slightly adjusting his state of mind, he calmed down.
At this time.
An elder walked out and said, "The Spirit Grass has already been placed in front of you. Use them to refine a Spirit Pill. Whoever has the highest grade will win."
"Remember!"
"You only have one chance!"
There was only one set of Spirit Grass in front of them, and it was only enough to refine one pill. If there was a mistake, or if the furnace exploded, then there would be no more chances.
Yin Zhangfeng sneered: "Brat, don't say that I'm bullying you, you can choose a few more sets of Spirit Grass. That way, when the furnace explodes, the spirit liquid will spray out or something."
"Anyway, you're going to lose for sure today."
He wanted to make a fool of Long Fei.
It was just that …
Long Fei looked at the six or seven Spirit Grass on the stage, and they were all of a high level. His eyes shone with a golden light, as if he had never seen a Spirit Grass before.
"Holy sh * t!"
"I'm rich!"
"So many Spirit Grass." Long Fei's saliva was about to flow out. After refining wild vegetables and flowers for three days, how could he not be excited when he suddenly saw a high level Spirit Grass.
Yin Zhangfeng disdainfully said, "Bumpkin."
Waves of laughter came from below the stage.
"Look at him, he definitely hasn't seen such a high level Spirit Grass before."
"Idiot!"
"Trash is trash."
"I'm going to lose for sure!"
"Get down here early."
… ….
Yi Yourong looked at Long Fei and started to become nervous, "Does he know how to refine pills or not?"
Yue Wanshan's palms could not help but break out in cold sweat.
Of all the people present, only Xiao Die and the others were calm, because they knew in their hearts that Long Fei's Alchemy skills were too strong.
A pill that didn't look like much, but it could cure all the injuries on their bodies.
Even Yin Zhangfeng couldn't do it.
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