City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

In the real martial world, the cultivation base of a low-grade alchemist or a low-grade refiner is at least in the wild-level realm, because only a wild-level realm warrior can release the true essence and condense the fire. The most basic conditions.

And a middle-grade alchemist or middle-grade refiner usually possesses the cultivation level of the Hong-level realm, otherwise it will not be able to control the vitality more accurately to achieve the effect of improving the level of the pill or spirit weapon.

Hong Qitian inferred from this that even though the guy named Bai Fang in front of him had hidden his cultivation base, he should also be a Hong-rank martial artist.

However, Hong Qitian didn't think Fang Bai's strength could compete with him.

After all, in the eyes of Hong Qitian, Fang Bai, who had undergone a disguised appearance, seemed to be only about forty years old. At this age, only those second-grade sects or more powerful sects could be cultivated with rich background. A Hong-level strong person, otherwise it would be difficult to become a Hong-level warrior.

Take Hong Qitian as an example, he is also considered to be outstandingly talented, but when he was promoted to the Hong-level realm, he was over eighty years old, and now he is at the middle-level Hong-rank realm, even more than a hundred years old.

It's just that when a martial artist cultivates, he absorbs the vitality of the heavens and the earth, and his physical body has been tempered heavily, so it looks much younger than his actual age.

For example, Hong Qitian is now over a hundred years old, but he seems to be just a vigorous 60-year-old man.

Hong Qitian felt that Fang Bai should be a newcomer to the Hong-level warrior. As the saying goes, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. He is not old and self-reliant and powerful, so he has no eyes and speaks wildly, even the predecessor of the alchemy world. Inside.

Of course, Fang Bai’s arrogant words were just that Hong Daqi listened to Yu Dajiang’s one-sided words. He now came to Fang Bai to teach this ignorant young man, and then drive him out of Ziyan City so as not to threaten him. Status.

Hong Qitian thought that by releasing the aura of a warrior, he would be able to give Fang Bai a prestige and make him a big ugly, but he did not expect that Fang Bai, who was enveloped by the aura of his warrior, would not change his face, although his black hair was flying and fluttering. , The clothes are hunting and dancing, but the body stands tall as a pine.

"This... this kid is not easy, I still underestimated him!"

Hong Qitian was secretly frightened, and immediately put away his original contempt, his face began to become serious.

"If you want to drive me out of Ziyan City, you must first defeat me! Otherwise, don't bother me!"

Fang Bai left Hong Qitian with a contemptuous look, and then jumped up high, passing over the high courtyard wall of the Martial Artist Trading Market, several ups and downs, people were already a thousand meters away, swept towards the east of the city.

"Humph, overwhelming!"

With a cold snort, Hong Qitian leaped onto the wall, squinted at Fang Bai's back, and then chased him.

Although it was already dusk at the moment, the warrior trading market was about to close, and most of the warriors had already dispersed, but a small number of warriors noticed the movement of Hong Qitian and Fang Bai, hiding in the distance and watching.

If Hong Qitian doesn’t chase Fang Bai, those warriors will think that he is dedicated to the elders and Hong-level mid-level powerhouses in the Purple Flame Sect, and are afraid of a rising star who has just emerged. If this is spread out, it will have a reputation for Hong Qitian. It will be a blow.

Therefore, Hong Qitian must chase Fang Bai and try his best to defeat Fang Bai, otherwise he will not be able to step down.

Fang Bai first, Hong Qitian behind, the two powerhouses one after another, rushing towards the outside of Ziyan City, leaving only an afterimage that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Some warriors wanted to watch the excitement with the past, but when they chased out of the martial arts trading market, they couldn't see Fang Bai and Hong Qitian, and they couldn't even capture the breath of the two of them, so they had to give up regretfully.

Ten miles east of Ziyan City, by the lake of fire.

Fang Bai stopped by the lake and turned to look at Hong Qitian who was following him.

The so-called lake of fire is because the water of the lake is as red as fire. When the wind blows by, the waves in the lake surge like flames.

Moreover, the temperature of the lake in Fire Lake is extremely high, and it is in a boiling state all year round. Even if a barren-level warrior stands by the lake, he will have the feeling of standing next to a huge fire lava, and it is difficult to withstand the high temperature.

Fang Bai knew that there must be something strange in this lake, but at the moment his goal was Hong Qitian, and he was going to take a look at the lake after he solved the matter of Hong Qitian.

On the way, Fang Bai didn't use any physical skills, just let the Feng Yuanqi circulate in his body, and the wind swept around. He easily left Hong Qitian behind, and Fang Bai still had some reservations, otherwise Hong Qitianlian He can't even touch his shadow.

Hong Qitian chased Fang Bai all the way, and almost used all his milk-feeding skills, but he was always eating dirt behind Fang Bai. He became more and more surprised. Only then did he know that Fang Bai's strength was not weaker than himself, and he began to feel something in his heart. Regret, I shouldn't listen to Yu Dajiang's one-sided words, and trouble Fang Bai without finding out the details.

But now, Hong Qitian is already riding a tiger. In any case, a battle between him and Fang Bai is inevitable.

Win, his current reputation and prestige are not affected in any way.

Defeated, he was discredited and his reputation plummeted.

Moreover, Hong Qitian understands that after learning about this middle-grade alchemist and middle-grade refiner named "Bai Fang", the Purple Flame Sect will definitely offer attractive conditions and try his best to win Fang Bai. After losing to Fang Bai in the initial duel, his position in the Ziyan Sect would definitely be under Fang Bai in the future.

Hong Qitian thinks about his 100th birthday. It would be hard to accept it if he fell under a forty-year-old junior. If he really fell to that point, it would be better to resign from the position of worshiping the elder of the Ziyan Sect. Zongmen in other countries served as worship elders.

It's just that the status and treatment given by other sects may not be as good as the Ziyan Sect. Moreover, Hong Qitian has been serving as the elder of the Ziyan Sect for decades, and has some affection for this place, and does not want to leave anymore.

Hong Qitian still holds a glimmer of hope. Maybe Fang Bai is just a Hong-level beginner martial artist. He has only practiced some kind of high-level body art mystery, and then he left himself behind and talked about real war. Li, he must not be his opponent.

Hong Qitian secretly prayed that his hope would become a reality.

However, Hong Qitian knew in his heart that Fang Bai was already invincible in the duel with him only by relying on his wonderful body.

Because even if Fang Bai couldn't beat himself, he could still use his physical strength to deal with him and consume his own vitality, and he could not chase after him.

"Fang Bai, you and I are of equal strength. If you fight, it may be difficult to tell the winner in a short time. How about we return to Ziyan City and preach that the match is a tie?"

Hong Qitian suddenly took the initiative to show his weakness.