Master of Beasts

"Spiritual art, Xuanbingjin!"

With the sound of Henry Zhang's words, Gu Huang's ferocious face suddenly stiffened, his trembling right hand was raised, and a layer of bitter ice spread on it.

Moments later, his entire palm was numb.

"not good!"

His complexion changed for a moment, Guan Yi's figure flashed, and he quickly slid in front of Gu Huang. Pill fire surged out of his outstretched palm, but he couldn't help that layer of ice.

"What happened?" Everyone was surprised.

"My hand, my hand!" Gu Huang clutched his wrist, his face twisted, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, the pain was extreme.

"What did you do!" Many members of the Desolate Gate looked at Henry Zhang aggressively, with a sinister voice.

"Xiao Yang, stop here."

Turning his head suddenly, Guan Yi stared at Henry Zhang, with an unquestionable tone, and ordered: "If you still want your Pill Pavilion to exist in the Thirteen Peaks, stop the spirit technique for me immediately, otherwise... ..."

"Otherwise what?" Henry Zhang looked at Guan Yi with a half-smile.

"I don't want to say it a second time, don't challenge my patience!" Guan Yi's eyes turned cold.

However, as soon as his words fell, Henry Zhang's open right hand was suddenly clenched.

"Boom!"

There was a violent sound, Gu Huang let out a scream, his entire right hand instantly turned into bloody ice balls and shattered, and all the members of the Huangmen changed their faces.

"You..." Guan Yi was furious.

He didn't expect Henry Zhang to be so bold, daring to abolish Guhuang in front of him.

"I am different from you. If I say I want your right hand, I want your right hand. I will never ask for an extra piece." Looking at the pale Gu Huang, Henry Zhang smiled.

"puff!"

With a sweet throat, Gu Huang spat out a mouthful of blood, and fainted on the spot.

His chest rose and fell slightly, Guan Yi stared at Henry Zhang with cold eyes, and the latter also looked at him without fear, a chilly breath pervaded the sky.

"For the sake of your own pleasure, you have involved Dan Pavilion, Henry Zhang, you are selfish and stupid." Guan Yi said coldly.

In his eyes, with his strength as a sixth-rank alchemist, it is easy to destroy a alchemy pavilion.

"It's really selfish."

"That's right, Dan Pavilion is over now."

"Let me just say, the shabby Pill Pavilion will be finished sooner or later. Fortunately, I left early."

Some alchemists in the medicine pavilion pointed at the side of the alchemy pavilion, and the laughter from time to time was full of complacency and sarcasm.

In response to this, the faces of many alchemists in the alchemy pavilion suddenly became ugly.

"You want to destroy my Dan Pavilion? Why?" Henry Zhang chuckled.

"Just because, I am a sixth-grade alchemist." With a flick of Guan Yi's sleeve robe, a powerful spiritual force crushed towards Henry Zhang fiercely.

Facing the sweeping mental coercion, Henry Zhang smiled lightly, and slowly raised his right hand.

"A sixth-grade alchemist, is he very strong?"

"Buzz!"

A mental power not weaker than Guan Yi roared out!

"what?"

There was an uproar between heaven and earth.

Henry Zhang is also a sixth-rank alchemist?

"You...you..." Guan Hao's eyes trembled, and he couldn't even speak.

Henry Zhang, who has always been looked down upon by him, has already broken through to the sixth rank, leaving him, the fifth rank alchemist, far behind?

This blow was fatal to him!

"It's fake!"

"He is a sixth-grade alchemist? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Many alchemists who returned to the Medicine Pavilion had extremely funny expressions on their faces, as if they had seen the most incredible thing in this world.

"Sixth Grade Alchemist..." Wu Ning's eyes were slightly condensed, and he suddenly regretted in his heart. If he had known that Henry Zhang had such strength, he would not have turned against Henry Zhang because of a Qi Yan.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The only way to make up for it is to quickly make friends with Guan Yi.

As for Wu Rong at the side, she tightly covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound.

She is very clear about what it means to be a sixth grade alchemist.

"Are you also a sixth grade?"

Hedging against Henry Zhang's mental power,

Guan Yi recovered from the shock, his eyes were gloomy: "Besides, you broke through earlier than I did."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the alchemists in the medicine pavilion turned pale, while the side of the alchemy pavilion was ecstatic.

Even with their toes, they can easily think of the reason why Henry Zhang didn't reveal his identity as a sixth-rank alchemist earlier.

"No wonder, Deputy Pavilion Master Su taught a new alchemy technique a few days ago, and it is dozens of times better than the previous one."

"Haha, I can feel that in less than ten days, you can break through to a third-rank alchemist, making a lot of money!"

"I also have a little feeling that it is just around the corner to touch the barrier of a fourth-rank alchemist."

The excited voices of the alchemists in the Dan Pavilion made everyone who returned to the Medicine Pavilion look extremely unnatural, as if they had eaten a dead mouse alive.

"However, even if they are both rank-6 alchemists, there are strengths and weaknesses."

Guan Yi stared at Henry Zhang firmly: "I, Guan Yi, have extraordinary talent and come from a family of elixir. I am far from being comparable to some sixth-rank alchemists who have made breakthroughs by chance and can't get on the stage."

"What do you mean!"

"Who can't get on the stage?"

The crowd in the Dan Pavilion instantly became indignant.

Until now, Guan Yi still wants to step on Henry Zhang to elevate himself.

"Then how do you want to prove it?" Henry Zhang smiled indifferently, without any irritation.

"Little Dan Pagoda." Pointing to the faintly visible Silver Pagoda, Guan Yi said proudly: "My talent and understanding of alchemy have been proven, but you, after breaking through to the sixth-rank alchemist, have been slow I don’t need to say much about the reason why I dare not enter the Small Pill Pagoda.”

Hearing this, Guan Hao and many alchemists in the Medicine Pavilion regained their provocative expressions on their faces.

You are a sixth-grade alchemist, but you have never dared to enter the small alchemy tower.

There must be ghosts in my heart.

Either, the breakthrough was really a fluke, and the talent is extremely poor, or, the understanding of alchemy is extremely simple, far inferior to other sixth-rank alchemists.

"So, how about coming to my little Dan Pagoda in Dan Peak tomorrow?" Guan Yi looked at Henry Zhang, with a strong sense of persecution in his tone.

In an instant, countless expectant eyes turned to Henry Zhang.

They also want to see and see, Guan Yi and Henry Zhang, who is stronger and weaker.

"You really want me to go?" Henry Zhang looked weird: "If you break the myth you just created, you can't blame me."

"You think too much." Guan Yi shook his head and sneered.

His record cannot be broken.

Especially, it is a sixth-rank alchemist who desperately hides his identity and dare not reveal it.

"In this case, then at noon tomorrow, I will visit Danfeng." Henry Zhang smiled faintly.

"I'll wait for you." The corner of Guan Yi's mouth provoked a hint of sarcasm.

"Wow!"

The sky boiled again.

Compared with the resource war, Henry Zhang's challenge to the Little Pill Tower will undoubtedly affect people's nerves more!

Looking at Henry Zhang gloatingly, Guan Hao's lips parted slightly, with a sneer on his face.

"You...lose...definitely..."

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