After 20 Years Of Silence, The Clone Is Now Invincible

Yan Bufan came to the No. 12 stone platform. What a coincidence, the next door was Yan Yuelan who had spoken rudely to him before.

Yan Bufan showed an evil smile on his face.

Yan Yuelan also found Yan Bufan and frowned. He really couldn't understand why Yan Bufan, who was not even a First Grade Alchemist, appeared here.

Yan Yuelan looked at Yan Bufan fiercely, and then stopped thinking about it and concentrated on refining the elixir.

He not only wanted to become the youngest Third Grade Alchemist in the Qingyan lineage in the past hundred years, but also the leader of the younger generation of the Qingyan lineage.

"Sister Xitong, you wait, I will surpass you." Yan Yuelan said silently in his heart.

The elixir that Yan Bufan was tested this time was called Xuan Core Condensation, which was an elixir that could increase cultivation.

As the examiner said to start, Yan Bufan slapped the furnace in front of him, and then, the blazing light, "bang", ignited in the palm of his right hand.

Immediately, countless exclamations rang out.

The sudden appearance of the high-level flame made all the candidates present flustered, trying desperately to suppress the flame that was about to get out of control.

Yan Bufan ignored it and continued to stretch out his left hand. With a "bang", another ball of flame ignited in his palm. It was the Eighth Grade Flame Heavenly Dipper Fire.

"Bang!"

Finally, under the combined suppression of the two high-level flames, someone could no longer control the stability of the flame in the furnace. The flame went out of control and caused the furnace to explode.

"Melt!" Yan Bufan shouted softly, controlling the two flames to quickly merge and form a furnace.

The Blazing Light Fire is relatively gentle and focuses on the inside.

The Heavenly Dipper Fire is more domineering and focuses on the outside.

The furnace has been formed, but Yan Bufan still has no intention of stopping. He ignites it again in the palm of his right hand.

"Bang!"

The Starry Flame appeared and was thrown under the Flame Furnace Cauldron, burning wildly.

Three fires came out at the same time!

At this moment, the temperature in Yan Bufan's area was so high that the space seemed to be burning.

"Go."

Yan Bufan pointed, and the herbs for refining the Core Condensation were thrown into the flame furnace.

"Refine!"

Yan Bufan pinched his fingers and shouted, and the Soul Refining Technique started to run at high speed.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Yan Bufan heard the sound of a furnace explosion beside him, and saw Yan Yuelan with a confused face, the furnace in front of him was full of cracks, and black smoke kept coming out.

"The furnace exploded? It's really embarrassing!" Yan Bufan looked at Yan Yuelan and laughed sarcastically: "With this strength, you still want to become the youngest Third Grade Alchemist in the clan in a hundred years? Are you daydreaming? You are not afraid of being laughed at."

The Third Grade Alchemist assessment is much more demanding than the Second Grade Alchemist assessment.

In the Second Grade Alchemist assessment, even if the first refining fails, as long as there is enough time, you can refine it again.

But in the Third Grade Alchemist assessment, failure is failure, and the Third Grade Alchemist assessment cannot be taken again within one month.

Yan Yuelan turned his head sharply, staring at Yan Bufan. His scarlet eyes made him look like a beast that wanted to devour people.

Yan Bufan laughed meanly: "What are you looking at, little waste? I haven't failed yet. Don't tell me that you are jealous."

Hearing this, Yan Yuelan's anger became even worse, and he could hardly hold it back. He gritted his teeth and said: "You are looking for death!"

Yan Bufan hooked his finger and said meanly: "Come on, I'm afraid you don't have the strength, loser!"

"Go to hell!" Yan Yuelan stepped on his foot without hesitation, and pounced out like a cheetah.

At this moment, the anger in his heart has completely exploded.

If it weren't for Yan Bufan.

His Third Grade Alchemist assessment would not have failed.

His dream of becoming the youngest Third Grade Alchemist in the Qingyan lineage in nearly a hundred years would not have been shattered.

"Xuanhuo Palm." Yan Yuelan roared and slapped Yan Bufan hard.

Seeing Yan Yuelan finally take action, Yan Bufan grinned, and a huge flaming arm instantly blocked in front of him, blocking Yan Yuelan's attack.

Yan Bufan laughed: "You are so simple-minded, you can't stand any stimulation."

Hearing this, Yan Yuelan's face changed slightly.

"It's too late to realize it now." Yan Bufan sneered, clenched his right fist, and punched out: "Fire Fist."

A huge flaming fist suddenly condensed behind Yan Bufan, and then punched out.

Wherever the fist went, the space was distorted and illusory.

At this moment, Yan Yuelan's face changed completely.

In a panic.

He crossed his hands and blocked his chest.

However, all this was in vain.

Yan Yuelan's figure was like an ant in front of the fire fist, extremely small.

"Boom!"

The fire fist hit Yan Yuelan hard and exploded.

"Puff!"

Yan Yuelan vomited blood and shot out like a cannonball.

"Crack!"

At the same time, the sound of a broken jade pendant came into Yan Bufan's ears.

"Huh!"

Yan Bufan exclaimed lightly, and he really didn't expect that Yan Yuelan had something to save his life.

"I want to see how many times you can resist," Yan Bufan said indifferently.

Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly felt a strong breath coming from the audience.

At the same time, an extremely angry voice sounded: "Asshole, dare to touch my grandson, I want you to pay with your life."

Yan Bufan turned his head and saw Yan Shi rushing down the audience regardless of everything and killing him.

"Conferred King strongman?"

Seeing this scene, Yan Bufan was not only not panicked, but also laughed. He beat the small one and came to the big one, which was quite profitable.

Yan Bufan took a step forward.

However, at this moment, a faster figure appeared in front of Yan Bufan, stopped Yan Shi and said: "Old Shi, what are you going to do? You can't do it in the union."

Yan Shi stared at Yan Cheng angrily and said coldly: "Yan Cheng, don't mind your own business, get out of here, I'm going to kill that kid, dare to touch my grandson, I want him to regret being born in this world."

After that, Yan Shi punched Yan Cheng with an amazing momentum.

Yan Cheng's face turned cold, his cultivation surged, he grabbed Yan Shi's fist and said coldly: "Old Ghost Shi, you are too presumptuous, if you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude."

Yan Shi's face changed slightly, he never thought that Yan Cheng's strength had improved so much after just a few months, and he already had the strength of a Basic Accomplishment king.

Yan Shi said coldly: "Yan Cheng, do you want to go against our Yaoyang Holy Palace?"

Yan Cheng's face changed slightly, he was not afraid of Yan Shi, but the power behind Yan Shi made him quite afraid.

Just as Yan Cheng hesitated.

A ghostly figure appeared silently beside Yan Cheng, punching the captured Yan Shi.

"Bang!" The fist landed on Yan Shi, and the terrible power raged wildly.

Blood gushed out of Yan Shi's mouth, like a sharp arrow, shooting out, directly knocking a huge hole in the iron wall.

Yan Cheng looked at Yan Bufan in disbelief, then looked at Yan Shi, whose life or death was unknown, and then looked at his hand that had just grabbed Yan Shi.

His mouth slowly opened wide.

He was stunned.

He really didn't expect that Yan Bufan would dare to do it when Yan Shi wanted to kill someone, and he was so cruel, as if he would not stop until Yan Shi was killed.

The most important thing was that he seemed to have become an accomplice.

Silence!

Deathly silence

Everyone present was stunned.

This was too bold, because he was a Fifth Grade Alchemist, a Great Master of Stone, and behind him stood the Transcendent Level force Yaoyang Shengfu.