Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

At this point, the old woman paused and said with a sinister look on her face: "Moreover, if you tell him that the person I want him to kill is a swordsman genius, he will definitely be very happy to take action."

Hearing the old woman's words, Lin Beichen's eyes suddenly lit up.

Sword Demon is an ultimate sword cultivator, and his obsession with swords even exceeds his life.

If a master who is also a swordsman appears, given his character, he will definitely challenge him.

Thinking of this, Lin Beichen's eyes suddenly showed a smile.

"Master, my disciple knows what to do."

The old woman waved her hand and said, "Go ahead."

Lin Beichen bowed and then exited the hall.

The old woman stared at Lin Beichen's leaving back, smiled sadly, and whispered: "Phoenix Glazed Body, Jie Jie, they are all mine!"

After saying that, the old woman flashed and disappeared into the hall instantly.

In the Dan Pagoda.

Bai Li looked at Zhang Yifeng anxiously and said, "Junior brother, there are still a few hours, the game is about to start, you should make some preparations."

"Prepare?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifeng raised his head and asked curiously: "What are you preparing for?"

"Junior brother, you!"

Bai Li was speechless.

If Zhang Yifeng was not his junior brother and the opponent was stronger than him, he would really want to beat Zhang Yifeng severely.

The International Alchemy Conference can only be held once every ten years, and it has an unparalleled status in the minds of alchemists across the continent.

All alchemists on the mainland regard being able to participate in the International Alchemy Conference as the highest honor for an alchemist. He once dreamed that one day he would be able to participate in the International Alchemy Conference.

But he also knew his own strength. It was impossible to participate in the International Alchemy Conference as an alchemist, so he could only settle for the next best thing and compete as Zhang Yifeng's assistant.

The International Alchemy Conference was the dream of countless alchemists, but Zhang Yifeng was not nervous at all, which made him very anxious.

Although he knew that Zhang Yifeng was the first in the Manzhou Alchemy Conference, this time it was an international alchemy conference.

The alchemists who came to compete were not only from Manzhou, but also from other continents such as Central Continent.

The top alchemists from all over the continent have gathered together to compete in the Qiu Long Imperial City. It can be said that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There are so many masters. Even if Zhang Yifeng's strength is good, he cannot take it lightly.

Seeing Bai Li's depressed look, Zhang Yifeng smiled helplessly and said: "Brother, don't worry, the first game is just a preliminary round. Although half of the players have to be eliminated, I am confident of advancing, so don't worry too much ”

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Bai Li asked suspiciously: "You have to know that the best alchemist in the continent is participating this time. Are you really sure?"

Zhang Yifeng nodded without any hesitation, his eyes full of confidence.

Seeing this, Bai Li sighed and waved his hand and said: "Hey, forget it, it's up to you. I will fully assist you during the competition. In this International Alchemy Conference, we are the first place I don’t dare to count on it anymore, but at least I have to get a better ranking, otherwise, I won’t be able to go back to Manzhou.”

Zhang Yifeng shook his head: "No, senior brother, you are wrong."

"I was wrong?"

Bai Li was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked, "Why was I wrong?"

Zhang Yifeng said with a smile: "This time, we not only want to get a good ranking, but also get first place."

"I want my name to be resounding throughout the continent."

Bai Li was confused at the time, and his expression was a little dazed. When Zhang Yifeng spoke just now, he suddenly had an illusion.

It seems that Zhang Yifeng said that if he wants to win first place, he will definitely win first place.

However, Bai Li quickly woke up from this illusion and said with a serious face: "Junior brother, it's a good thing that you have this idea, but we must act steadily, strive to be safe, and avoid rashness."

Zhang Yifeng secretly smiled bitterly in his heart and said no more.

He knew that Bai Li would definitely not be able to believe that he could win first place in the alchemy conference. He wanted to use facts to prove that the first place belonged to him.

At this time, in the No. 2 alchemy room of the Alchemy Pagoda, Qiao Cheng stared at the eight elixirs in his hand with a sinister look on his face, his eyes filled with aloofness.

Yesterday, the news that he made trouble for Zhang Yifeng, but was humiliated by Zhang Yifeng, has spread throughout the Qiulong Villa.

In fact, thanks to the spread of the news, even the entire Qiulong Imperial City now knows about this matter.

As a peerless genius of the Qiao family, when had he ever suffered such humiliation? Zhang Yifeng was disgraced. He must get this situation back.

"Hmph, Zhang Yifeng, just wait, I will definitely humiliate you in the daytime game." Qiao Cheng secretly sneered.

Behind him, stood a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's name is Qiao San, and he is a disciple of the Qiao family. At the same time, Qiao San is also a ninth-level alchemist, and a ninth-level intermediate alchemist.

According to the rules of the International Alchemy Conference, each participating alchemist can bring an assistant, but the assistant's alchemist level is not specified.

Because in previous International Alchemy Conference competitions, there has never been a ninth-level alchemist assistant.

Once an alchemist reaches level nine, he will surely become the target of numerous sects and family forces competing to win over him.

Moreover, as a ninth-level alchemist, everyone has their own pride. Few people of this level are willing to assist others in the process of alchemy, because this is an insult to a ninth-level alchemist.

No one expected that Qiao Cheng would bring a ninth-level alchemist as his assistant.

Qiao Cheng looked at Qiao San's face and asked sullenly: "Qiao San, this time I specifically applied to the family for you to be my assistant. Do you have any objections?"

Hearing Qiao Cheng's words, Qiao San quickly shook his head and said: "Master, what are you talking about? The reason why I, Qiao San, can become a ninth-level alchemist is all due to the Qiao family. Without the Qiao family, there would be no It’s my Qiao San’s day today.”

Having said this, Qiao San paused and continued: "Besides, it is also an honor for me to be your assistant, young master."

Hearing Qiao San's words, Qiao Cheng nodded with satisfaction: "If you can defeat Zhang Yifeng this time and avenge my shame, when I become the head of the Qiao family, you will be the biggest contributor to the Qiao family."

When Qiao San heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.

"Qiao San will definitely follow the young master to the death and never betray him!"

…

In the alchemy room No. 12 of the Alchemy Pagoda, Wu Bai stared at the elixir in his hand, his eyes filled with pride.

The elixir in his hand is a ninth-level elixir, and it is also a very difficult elixir to refine among the ninth-level elixirs.

It can be said that even a ninth-level alchemist will not be able to successfully refine it if he does not have very rich experience.