Kendo God

"Ming Xiyuan, I think you haven't understood the situation yet, so you'll get the consequences of messing with me!"

As soon as Tang Tian's voice fell, the next moment he appeared in front of Ming Xiyuan.

Ming Xiyuan was horrified. Before he could react, he felt a solid kick on his stomach.

"ah!"

Tang Tian controlled this force very well, just enough to make Ming Xiyuan lie on the ground in pain.

Otherwise, with Tang Tian's physical strength, this kick would be enough to destroy Ming Xiyuan.

"Come on, tell me now, what do I want to do?"

Tang Tian sneered, saying that in the entire Qinglong Domain's Pill Pavilion, he hated Ming Xiyuan the most.

"you……"

Ming Xiyuan was in so much pain that he never thought that Tang would do it without any courtesy at all!

"If you can't speak, it's better to shut up. If you are a dog, you must have the consciousness to be a dog."

Tang Tian looked indifferent and had already set his sights on Yan Zeyan. As for Ming Xiyuan, he didn't even look at him.

"Now that no one is interrupting, you can tell me how to settle this account."

Tang Tian had his hands behind his back, not afraid even if he was in the elixir pavilion.

"The Lord of Tang City is indeed very human. After all, I am also the master of the Alchemy Pavilion and the only ninth-grade alchemist in the Qinglong Domain. It will not be that easy for me to capture him without mercy."

Seeing Tang Tian beating Xi Yuan in front of him, Yan Zeyan couldn't help but frown slightly, with a dark look on his face.

As the saying goes, when beating a dog, it depends on the master. Tang Tian's fierceness made him, a high-ranking ninth-level alchemist, very unhappy.

"Oh? Don't you want to be captured without mercy? Come on, tell me, how do you want to resist?"

Tang Tian raised the corner of his mouth. The ninth-grade alchemist had the supreme status in Tiansheng Continent. But in his own eyes, what did the ninth-grade alchemist mean?

"Since your Tiandan Pavilion possesses ninth-grade elixirs, I want to compete with your Tiandan Pavilion. If I lose, I will let you deal with it. If I win, you only need to retreat. From now on, Tiandan Pavilion and How about the water in the well does not interfere with the water in the Danyao Pavilion?"

It can be seen that Yan Zeyan is very confident in his level of alchemy.

It is precisely because he is very afraid of Tang Tian that he has such a request. As long as he wins, from now on, the Pill Pavilion will no longer provoke the Tiandan Pavilion.

"What? Do you think I should listen to you and follow your ideas?"

When Tang Tian heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. In a flash, he punched Yan Zeyan in the chest.

For the alchemist who fights against the five scum, even if he has a high-level Dzogchen cultivation in the Divine Sea Realm, so what?

In this kind of close combat, Tang Tian's purely physical attacks were completely sufficient.

Yan Zeyan, who had reached the high-level perfection of the Divine Sea Realm purely by relying on elixirs, was no match for Tang Tian. He was beaten to the ground as soon as he came face to face with him, giving him the same treatment as Ming Xiyuan.

"This old man is too naive. We are here to fight, not to play a friendly game with you. Why do you think it is better to make alchemy than to make alchemy?"

The fat man Xiaofeng carried the ancient war hammer and looked down upon Yan Zeyan who was lying on the ground.

With just one word from Tang Tian, ​​the old guy on the ground could have his head smashed open at any time.

"The fat man is right. Since I can deal with you simply and crudely, why go to the trouble of refining alchemy? Although you are a ninth-grade alchemist, I really don't take it seriously in terms of strength or level of alchemy. As long as you refine alchemy His strength is good, and his position in the Qinglong Domain will not be usurped by our Tiandan Pavilion.”

Tang Tian looked at Yan Zeyan lying on the ground and sneered.

"you……"

Yan Zeyan lay on the ground unable to move and did not dare to move.

I was really fooled by Tang Tian just now. This is completely out of line!

Originally, according to Yan Zeyan's idea, Tang Tian was young and energetic, so he would definitely agree to compete in the pill refining competition.

Just like the last competition between Tiandan Pavilion and Danyao Pavilion, didn't Tang Tian agree?

"Pavilion Master Yan, you have to understand that alchemy is a type of cultivator and a means of cultivation for cultivators, but it does not mean that you have the strength and qualifications to negotiate terms with others. I can't ask for anything from you. Why should I spoil you?"

Tang Tian sneered. The Pill Pavilion had repeatedly tried to kill him, so there was no need to be polite.

"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please."

In any case, Yan Zeyan is also the master of the Danyao Pavilion, and he still has this responsibility.

"One of you two must die, choose for yourself!"

Tang Tian wanted to see how ugly human nature would be when faced with death.

"this……"

Yan Zeyan was silent for a moment and did not say anything immediately.

Ming Xiyuan, who was lying on the ground holding his stomach, shouted hurriedly, "City Lord Tang, don't kill me, don't kill me, I can be your dog, I have rich management experience. Over the years, the Danyao Pavilion's Everything is handled by me. I...I can be your most loyal dog."

"You also have rich management experience? Fatty thinks you have rich experience in being a dog, right?"

Fatty Xiaofeng snorted, not liking this Ming Xiyuan at all.

"Yes, yes, yes, Fatty, you are always right. I just have a lot of experience in being a dog. As long as you don't kill me, you can do anything you want me to do."

Ming Xiyuan kowtows like pounding garlic, now he just wants to survive.

When facing the issue of death, many things will be exposed.

"Hey, Xiyuan, you are also the deputy master of my elixir pavilion, but you behave like this, which really disgraces the face of my elixir pavilion."

Yan Zeyan looked up and saw Ming Xiyuan still kowtowed desperately, in great grief.

"Pavilion Master, we are going to die, and our lives are about to be lost. What's the point of losing face?"

Ming Xiyuan stopped and looked at Yan Zeyan and roared.

"I have always valued you and promoted you in vain. It turns out that I have misjudged you! Forget it, forget it... City Master Tang, you can do it. Everything is my fault. I really have no face to live in this world."

Yan Zeyan stood up, looking a little embarrassed, but he insisted on standing up straight, tidying up his clothes, and waiting for Tang Tian to make a move.

As Yan Zeyan said, no matter what, he is also the Pavilion Master of the Pill Pavilion. As a powerful existence, he must have his own temperament no matter what, and he must not be looked down upon.

Yan Zeyan believes that even if he dies, as a ninth-grade alchemist, he must die solemnly and with dignity.

"When facing life and death, everyone's choices and actions will be different. Pavilion Master Yan is indeed a ninth-grade alchemist. This demeanor of "who else but me" really makes me look at him with new eyes."

Tang Tian nodded. It was interesting that this old man was a ninth-grade alchemist.

There are not many ninth-grade alchemists in Tiansheng Continent. To be a ninth-grade alchemist, even if the cultivation is improved by elixirs, the mentality is still much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators.

Look at Ming Xiyuan, an eighth-grade top alchemist, but he has a different face.

[Author's side note]: Today's first update is sent