So what if I, as a chef, make elixirs?

Yao Chen smiled and wanted to excuse himself, but saw Yan Zheng's eyes burning on his body and constantly wandering.

"I have never looked at people badly, although you deliberately hide it, but the sword qi on your body is always provocative at the tip of my nose. "

Emperor Yan Zheng didn't know Yaochen, but the instinct that had been fighting on the battlefield all the year round told him that the young man in front of him was a master of using a sword.

"If you don't force me to use my spiritual power, isn't it very troublesome to evaluate the efficacy of the medicine? "

Seeing that Yan Zheng used the test medicine as an excuse, Yao Chen couldn't shirk anything anymore, so he chuckled and jumped into the ring.

"I'm ashamed to say that I don't have a special saber here, so I can only use this universal iron sword to fight with you. "

"Very good, very good, then the widow will use this spiritual sword to ask for advice. "

After finishing speaking, Yan Zheng waved his big hand, and a golden spiritual power was thrown out from his wrist and swelled into a half-solid sword.

"Please. "

Yan Zheng heroically handed the initiative to Yao Chen, only to see Yao Chen lift the iron sword and attack Yan Zheng directly.

"Ding!".

The

intersection of the two soldiers actually broke out with a crisp sound of metal, and the spiritual power sword in Yan Zheng's hand opened Yaochen's slash with a slight force.

And Yaochen didn't hesitate to do anything, pressing step by step, but no move was to stab Yan Zheng in the fatal place.

Yan Zheng's sword was constantly dancing in front of him, and compared to the sword with killing intent, Yao Chen's emotionless sword was more difficult to avoid.

"Yes, that's how it feels!".

Fear continued to swell in Yan Zheng's heart, and the unknown sword skills were erratic, all of which made him feel like he was surrounded by thousands of armies.

But even if he is trapped by tens of millions of troops on the battlefield, Yan Zheng will not have such fear.

What he was really afraid of was that the young man in front of him could have such sophisticated skills, as if he was facing an old man who had been obsessed with swordsmanship all year round.

Yan Zheng didn't dare to make any more reservations, and immediately used his stunt after opening Yaochen's sword slash.

"Burst Impact!".

The powerful air flow pushed Yao Chen away a few steps, Yao Chen didn't guard against being shocked and his arm was slightly numb, he held his sword across his chest to guard against Yan Zheng's next attack.

"It's so strong......

".

Yan Xing in the audience looked at his father's hard fight in disbelief, in his impression, his father was always so powerful and majestic.

The elder brother in front of me, who doesn't seem to be very old, can fight with his father to such a point, it's really too strong!

"This trick is the secret technique of my fame back then, I will put some water appropriately, you must hold on!".

Yan Zheng threw the spiritual power sword into the air, his hands opened into claws as if holding several silk threads, and the spiritual power sword floated on his chest and kept spinning.

Seeing this move, Yan Wuxia in the audience couldn't help but exclaim.

"Be careful!".

Yao Chen held the iron sword across his chest to fend off the attack, but it was too late, and in the blink of an eye, the golden spiritual power sword flew in front of Yao Chen.

This move is a breakthrough stunt created by Yan Zheng when facing several strong enemies of the same class, using spiritual power to pull the weapon to make a spiral action, and at the same time pull the weapon back, and release the explosive impact to shoot the weapon out when the power has accumulated to the extreme.

This move directly killed three powerhouses of the same realm at that time, and several enemies who were weak enough to be with him were seriously injured by the spiral force even if they were far away.

"Hahahaha, drills are a man's romance!".

Yan Zhen laughed and controlled the spiritual power sword to drill towards Yaochen, his strength was actually only used for thirty percent, but Rao was like this, and Yaochen could not easily block it.

The sword maintained a high-speed rotation, constantly rotating and advancing on top of the iron sword, and Yaochen gritted his teeth and used all his spiritual power to strengthen the iron sword.

However, the spiritual power sword continued to break through Yaochen's layers of defenses as if it were a drill, and the powerful momentum forced Yaochen's footsteps to slide backwards as if there was no limit.

"Father, stop it, he can't hold on to Yaochen!".

Yan Wuxia panicked, she screamed to make Yan Zheng stop, but saw that Yan Sheng's face was still so sharp, and the output of spiritual power did not weaken in the slightest.

"Stop!".

Yan Wuxia's voice was close to collapse, she didn't want to see her father kill Yaochen by mistake for the sake of momentary pleasure.

"Click!boom!".

The iron sword broke off in response, and Yan Wuxia covered her eyes with a scream and didn't dare to look at it again.

However, after a long time, she didn't hear any movement, she quietly raised her eyes to look at Yan Xing beside her, but saw Yan Xing's huge eyes.

She trembled and moved her gaze to the ring, only to see that the spiritual power sword was shattered into wisps of aura, but Yao Chen was standing there intact, but there was a strange red shield in front of him.

Above the shield was a goblin with a red face and blue lips, and beneath the massive fangs was a hollow mouth.

As a shield, it was so weird that not only its appearance, but even the most basic protective part of the shield had to be deliberately left empty in that mouth for some reason.

"What is this?".

Yan Zheng looked at the shield in horror and asked, this shield suddenly appeared at some point, and he didn't even notice it when he was concentrated.

"This ...... It's mine...... It's barely a weapon. "

Yaochen grabbed the shield in his hand and stroked it gently like a puppy.

"How can a shield be used as a weapon, nonsense. "

With a wave of Yan Yan's big hand, his love knife weighing 100 catties appeared in his hand.

"Then Your Majesty, please give me advice. "

Yaochen hooked his hand at Yan Zheng and motioned for him to attack.

Attacking and defending, Yan Sheng's heart inevitably rose a trace of anger, and the hilt of the sword in his hand was clenched and rushed towards Yaochen with heroic steps.

"Ahh

Yan Yan roared angrily and waved the love knife in his hand, and the huge blade of the sword pierced through the void and attacked Yaochen with a trace of sword qi.

And Yaochen was unmoved, holding the shield horizontally in front of him, staring closely at the big sword in Yan Zheng's hand.

Yan Zheng's strength was terrifying, so Yao Chen immediately controlled the shield tilt to unload Yan Zheng's big sword after receiving his slash with his shield.

"Ding!".

"Boom!".

The greatsword slipped and smashed into the ring, and the deep marks obviously couldn't easily take the greatsword out again.

Yaochen saw the opportunity, stepped on the big sword, and with all the strength of his body, he rushed towards Yan Zheng with a shield.

Yan Zheng didn't care about drawing his sword, and immediately let go of his hands to protect his chest to resist the impact of Yaochen's shield.

However, the shield was beyond his expectations, and the strange mouth actually moved and bit Yan Zheng's arm.

"Ahh

Yan Zhuang screamed and kicked away Yaochen, although there was no blood, but the pain was solid.

"It's a weird shield, but it's not a weapon just like that!"

In the face of Yan Zheng's ridicule, Yaochen also chose to give the emperor his corresponding tribute.

"So, I'll show you what my weapon really looks like, and I'll control the force too. "

Yao Chen took a few steps back and looked at Yan Zheng, the other party immediately understood, and slammed his right foot to the ground, and his love knife suddenly jumped up and returned to his hand.

Sticking the big sword in front of him, as indestructible as a wall, Yan Zheng crossed his arms and laughed, ready to take Yao Chen's attack.

"Come!".

Yao Chen's hand somehow had a pitch-black short stick, and everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by the stick.

The short stick was as black as ink, but it seemed to exude a little bit of ghostly light, and Yan Zheng mobilized his divine sense to probe the situation of the short stick, but it was almost sucked into it as if it had encountered a black hole.

"What kind of short stick are you? It's so weird, don't you medicine clan have something normal?".

Yao Chen was silent, and slowly stuffed the short stick into the mouth of the demon shield.

The demon's eyes suddenly glowed with gold, and he bit down as if it had met a delicacy, and Yao Chen touched a parallel movement towards the short stick.

The short stick, which was originally only the length of a forearm, actually continued to extend in Yaochen's hand until it reached the limit of Yaochen's arm span.

The

combination of the shield and the long stick turned into a long-handled battle axe, and the evil aura on the battle axe was as fierce as that picked up by tens of millions of people on the battlefield.

Yan Wuxia and Yan Xing in the audience screamed and hid behind the guards, but the two guards could only resist the erosion of evil qi with their swords on their chests.

Yan Zheng has a love knife in front of him to resist, and he has full resistance to evil qi in order to firmly gain a firm foothold.

"Interesting, come on, let me feel the blood of the battle!".

Yan Zheng let go of the hands wrapped around his chest and grabbed the hilt of the sword in front of him, he mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body to protect him, and at the same time released multiple defensive spells.

Because he didn't know the attributes of Yaochen's attack, every attribute of the spell, every spell he could use, was released.

"Ah, speaking of which, this trick hasn't been given a handsome name yet. "

Yaochen took a half-step step and put the tomahawk behind him to gather the strength of his whole body, closing his eyes and thinking about the name suitable for this killing move.

"Ah, there is. "

The muscles of his arms suddenly exploded and broke through the two sleeves of the white robe, and at the same time he swung that blow, and he shouted!

"Evil devouring—slash!".

The red axe blade roared down, feeling the terror in front of him, a trace of cold sweat oozed from Yan Zheng's hand, and the energy of any attribute could not be felt at all on the red impact.

"Is it a pure psychic attack!".

Among all the means of attack, Yan Zheng was the only one who did not expect this, and blasted out his own pure means of attack, which was amazing.

And the pure spiritual power output can break through the defensive spells with the attached attributes to the greatest extent, but at the cost of that huge consumption.

The red impact broke through Yan Sheng's several defensive spells in a row, and then came straight to Yan Sheng's big sword.

Luckily, the spiritual power of the whole body was used to support this last line of defense, and it was the first time that Yan Zheng felt such a close threat.

The tiger's mouth was cracked, his arms were sore and numb, and the red impact was still pressing on Yan Zheng unrelentingly.