The pharmacist's counterattack

"boom"

The sharp sword light flashed, the tall clay figurine was crushed by dozens of sword qi that hit at the same time, Jing Fan was backlashed, his blood surged, and with a loud shout, countless earthen arrows rose from the ground again and rushed towards Pei Xuanqing.

Pei Xuanqing's sword had already come out, and he could only dodge it when he saw it. Jing Fan on the opposite side also dodged Pei Xuanqing's sword in embarrassment. Bloody and bloody looking scary.

Jing Fan didn't dare to take care of the injury on his arm, he stared at Pei Xuanqing with fierceness in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind, he suddenly peeled off his coat and quickly threw it at Pei Xuanqing who attacked him again.

There was a defensive magic circle on his coat, but it was still shredded by Pei Xuanqing's sword glow.

After smashing Jing Fan's outer robe, Pei Xuanqing felt a sudden movement in his heart, he became alert, and quickly moved away from Jing Fan's side by three meters, at the same time arousing red gold stars all over his body, almost at the same time, the place where he was standing just now He was attacked by a man who emerged from the ground. This man was covered with hard soil and looked like a clay figurine, but his body was flexible, which was by no means comparable to that of a clay figurine.

It's Jing Fan.

Jing Fan covered his whole body with soil. He didn't know what he had done to the soil. After covering his body, it became extremely hard. Pei Xuanqing tried a few tricks with him and found that there was nothing he could do for a while. Break the hard soil outside Jing Fan's body.

"Clank, clank." Jing Fan blocked Pei Xuanqing's sword with his body without fear, and began to attack swiftly, with fierce punches and gusts of wind, as fierce as if he wanted to smash Pei Xuanqing into a pulp.

"That clay figurine is Jing Fan?"

"Isn't Jing Fan in the late stage of Spirit Master Realm? Who is the sword cultivator who is fighting against him? He can force Jing Fan to turn himself into a clay figurine. I heard that his clay figurine has extremely strong defense, and no one in the same realm can break him This defense."

Lin Yi finished the competition, hurried to the match site of the Spirit Master Realm, and heard the monks beside him discussing some clay figurines. Out of curiosity, he searched the field, first found the clay figurines, and then found that the one fighting the clay figurines was actually Pei Xuanqing .

"Can't the defense of this clay figurine be broken?" Lin Yi asked the two monks who were discussing beside him.

The two monks did not refuse his accusation, and said: "Aren't you from the six cities in the South China Sea? Have you heard of Jing Fan? He is from the Jing family in Taiyuan City, one of the six cities in the South China Sea. People practice the soil control technique. The Patriarch of the Jing family is a monk in the late stage of the Spirit King Realm. It is said that his defense in his heyday can block the attack of the Spirit King. This Jing Fan is the youngest generation of the Jing family. The sword Xiu is only a spiritual master, can he break through his defense?"

Lin Yi frowned slightly when he heard the words, why is that Jing Fan so powerful?

On the field, Pei Xuanqing was really inseparable from a clay figurine. The clay figurine attacked fiercely, as if he was pressing down on Pei Xuanqing. No wonder these people thought that Pei Xuanqing could not break through Jing Fan's defense...

Lin Yi was a little worried. To be honest, this Jing Fan was indeed the most powerful monk he had ever seen in the same realm as Pei Xuanqing, except for Li Mingtong. , It will seem that even the mana barrier of the arena can be broken.

"The sword cultivator looks like he can't hold on anymore, and he probably will lose in a short time."

"It's a pity, he seems to be quite strong, but when he met Jing Fan, he just..."

Before this man could say anything, something happened on the field. Pei Xuanqing, who had been pressed down by the clay figurine, suddenly turned his defense into an offense. The fierce offensive reversed the disadvantage. At the same time, countless red golden lights suddenly lit up on the field. It was like thousands of sword lights descending into the world, fiercely piercing everyone's eyes.

"boom!"

After a loud noise, Jing Fan's clay figurine immediately fell apart, and a scream suddenly sounded, and Jing Fan fell onto the field covered in blood.

"This, this is impossible, what happened just now!"

The light, the attention of many people was shocked by this light and the fierce sword intent contained in it.

"what is that."

"It's the sword intent. It seems that a powerful sword cultivator has appeared."

After the mighty Qianqian Jianmang disappeared, the specific situation on the field was revealed. Pei Xuanqing was full of sword spirit, with sharp eyebrows, pointing the long sword at Jing Fan on the ground. Jing Fan was kneeling on the field with blood all over her body. up, head bowed.

Many people watched this scene with bated breath.

After a long time, Jing Fan reluctantly stood up, staggered, stared at Pei Xuanqing and said: "You are stronger than I thought, I admit defeat"

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After he admitted defeat, Pei Xuanqing put away the long sword, "Give it up."

Jing Fan didn't say anything, and left the arena first.The token on Pei Xuanqing's waist flashed, and a number was re-arranged on it, which was the symbol of victory in this round of competition. No. 60 was the seventh, which means that he won the No. 60 seven. 67 people beat their opponents before him.

When Pei Xuanqing walked off the arena, Lin Yi let out a long sigh of relief, but at the same time, he was also a little worried. Today was only the second day of the Spirit Master Realm match, and Pei Xuanqing met an opponent like Jing Fan, forcing him to I have to go all out, if there are stronger opponents behind...

As soon as Pei Xuanqing was on the field, he accurately found Lin Yi's gaze in the crowd, looked up, and then smiled slightly.

"Who is he looking at?" The two monks beside Lin Yi muttered.

"Come here, he didn't hear us saying that he would lose, did he?" Another person said a little nervously.

Lin Yi came back to his senses, and hurriedly walked out of the auditorium to meet Pei Xuanqing.

"Congratulations on the promotion." Lin Yi smiled.

Pei Xuanqing looked at him: "When did you come here, and what was the result of the game?"

"I passed it smoothly. If there are no accidents, the second-rank pharmacist competition will end earlier than your side." Lin Yi said.Although there are many second-grade pharmacists, many of them were eliminated in the early stage, and nearly [-]% of them were eliminated on the first day. The speed should be much faster than that of Pei Xuanqing and the others. There are too many monks, it is estimated that the game will not end so early.

Seeing that his emotions were not high, Pei Xuanqing said, "What's the matter, the competition didn't go well?"

Lin Yi shook his head, "No, I'm just a little worried about your match. Today is only the second day of the match and you met an opponent in the late Healer stage. I don't know if you will meet again in the future."

"Encounter is inevitable, it doesn't matter, just fight." Pei Xuanqing said.

Pei Xuanqing's eyes looked at Lin Yi calmly, and said, "What kind of medicine did you refine today?"

"Qianji Pill and Ruimai Pill." Lin Yi didn't realize that something was wrong, so he answered truthfully.

"I've heard about Qianji Pill. As far as I know, it's a yellow-grade pill." Pei Xuanqing showed a look of surprise at the right time.Lin Yi told Pei Xuanqing about the seven-leaf red frost flower, "I guessed that it would not be easy to get mixed into the middle-level spirit plant, so I tried to refine it. Of course, I dared to try it only when I was sure, and I didn't do it randomly."

Pei Xuanqing nodded: "Destroying Vein Pill doesn't seem to be a helpful pill, why would the competition require refining it?" Lin Yi paused subtly, and said: "Actually, there are many medicinal materials, and there is no rule that you cannot refine this kind of medicine." The elixir, even the scorpion venom of the three-tailed scorpion appeared."

"Poison pill?" Pei Xuanqing said.

Lin Yi nodded, roughly explained the medicinal materials, and said: "Actually, you can also refine the pulse-pulsing pill. Tong Ya, the apprentice of Elder Qin

, and there is Ye Yaoshi, the two of them refine the pulse-pulsing pill, but they are all sixth-grade pills, and my destroying pulse pill is seventh-grade."

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Pei Xuanqing looked at him: "You have something to hide from me."

Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, seeing nothing to hide from Pei Xuanqing's eyes, he simply didn't hide it: "How do you know?"

"The Imperial Competition is of great significance to you. As you said just now, the Shocking Pulse Pill should be easier to refine than the Ruiping Pill. You are not the kind of person who shows off. You will choose a more difficult pill to refine. There must be a reason." .” Pei Xuanqing said.

Lin Yi sorted out his thoughts, and briefly said that Xue Zifeng wanted to frame him for cheating, "Xue Zifeng has been kicked out of the Empire Competition, and he has also lost his status as a great pharmacist in the Hall of Pharmacists. It seems that there will be troubles in the future."

Pei Xuanqing's gaze deepened, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said: "That day, he should not have been allowed to leave the small courtyard alive."

Lin Yi said: "Who would have thought that he would be so insane and still a sixth-rank pharmacist, so narrow-minded, I don't know how he became the great pharmacist in the Hall of Pharmacists."

Pei Xuanqing said: "If there is no conflict in tomorrow's game time, I will watch your game first."

Lin Yi was worried that Pei Xuanqing would be like this, and was about to postpone when he heard a loud noise coming from the arena. He quickly looked over and found that the direction of the movement was on the arena in front of him. Cultivator A, when the spear in his hand was poured into the ground, a swimming dragon roared up from the ground, rolled up the opponent directly, and fell off the ground.

field.

Lin Yi was shocked by the cyan dragon, and the monk in the battle armor was also very familiar. It was "His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince!"

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince is mighty!"

Surrounded by overwhelming cheers, the conversation between Lin Yi and Pei Xuanqing was also interrupted. Both of them looked at the young monk who came down from the arena wearing armor. It was the day they met outside the imperial capital. The Eighth Prince, who flew into the city on the green luan, was rumored to have been guarding the South China Sea all these years, and his cultivation was also at the spiritual master level. He was the biggest favorite to win the imperial championship at the spiritual master level this time.

"What's the matter with that green dragon? It defeated the cultivator opposite him with one move. What kind of skill is this?" Lin Yi couldn't help but speak.