Chapter 2092: uninvited guest

The content of this second round of competition, but far beyond their expectations, even more abnormal than imagined.
"Junior Brother, can you be sure?"
In the Dan room, Baili asked Zhang Yifeng.
"Brother don't worry."
Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly, and there was no hint of fear in his words. This kind of endurance training had been practiced hundreds of thousands of times before Zhang Yifeng became a Dan King.
Once he sat alone in front of the pill furnace, refining more than a dozen kinds of medicinal powders that were difficult to blend into liquid, sitting for a whole day, and even Zhang Yifeng himself did not even notice that night came quietly, He gradually enveloped.
Because of the lack of caution in the first round this time, many alchemists chose to start the second round immediately when the medicinal materials arrived.
Alchemy pays attention to a state of mind. If there is no overall aura support, then the entire alchemy process will be extremely difficult. When it is serious, the alchemist will also be backlashed. Therefore, the top priority of the alchemist is to quickly get into the state so that he can maintain good control. Fire state.
"Brother, I'm going to start too, please protect me." Zhang Yifeng sat in front of the pill furnace, his aura gradually rising, he has adjusted his state to the peak and can start at any time.
Of course, these words are only out of politeness, to prevent Baili's existence from appearing too embarrassing.
Zhang Yifeng closed his palms in front of his chest, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it. The turbid breath flowed out with the strong air flow behind him, and his whole body gradually slowed down.
With his fingers flicking slightly, the powder placed on the wooden table soared, turning into a stream and slowly flowing into the air above the pill furnace. Zhang Yi gave a low voice from the wind, and slapped his palm facing the pill furnace, and the turbulent flames rose. , The temperature in the Danfang rose instantly, and the powder was roasted.
During the beginning of the refining period, some changes quietly occurred in the alchemy room. Dozens of small circular holes were exposed at the edges of the walls, and a faint chill spread from them, spreading towards the entire room, and soon afterwards the alchemy room The high temperature is suppressed.
Baili was also meditating on the side beside Zhang Yifeng, keeping a close eye on the situation in the furnace and Zhang Yifeng who closed his eyes slightly.
He knows that this competition will consume a tremendous amount of energy and physical strength of the participating alchemist, so he must guard against any possible accidents, otherwise Zhang Yifeng will easily become distracted because of this, even if he is eager to attack his heart. There is no salvation.
Unless you ask a pill king level alchemist to pour the strength of your own Nascent Infant into Zhang Yifeng's body and drive the evil fire out of his body.
But how can there be monks in the world who are willing to donate their Nascent Soul power to others?
Therefore, Baili had to pay more attention to himself, and there must be no accidents.
After all, he is the only one who can save Zhang Yifeng in time now.
At the same time, there was a secluded and quiet tavern in the horned dragon imperial city thousands of meters away.
A dark shadow stood in front of the tavern. The dark shadow was shrouded in a wide black robe, making it difficult to see what its face looked like, or even whether it was a man or a woman.
Behind the black robe figure, he carried a long sword wrapped with thick rope, the hilt of the sword was simple and old, as if it were old.
The passing cultivators and residents of the imperial city stared at this visitor who seemed to be an uninvited guest. Although there were many masters in the imperial city, it was the first time that they were dressed up like this.
"Ok officer, may I ask if you are here to drink or live..." The shop little Er had a smile on his face and ran towards the door with a bowed waist. When he saw the dark shadow, his eyes Hitomi suddenly closed, and his voice trembling suddenly became embarrassed: "Excuse me, guest officer, our store is full today..."
When he said that, he reached out to close the store door, and Sombra stretched out his arms and leaned in front of the door. The shop Xiaoer's arms could not move even though his arms were exhausted. Sooner said in a low voice, "Isn't he still talking about drinking or staying? I'm here for a drink."
Without waiting for the shop's second person to agree, the black-robed people walked straight into the shop. Many monks who were drinking in the shop were frightened and paralyzed on the ground by the sudden black shadow, feeling at a loss.
"Hey! Where is the eye-opening guy, who is preventing the Lord from drinking, you know? Get out of the house if you are sensible!" An impatient voice came from the side of the store, and the shadow followed the voice to see only two or three monks. Stand up and point in his direction.
"What are you looking at? Just talk about you. I said, get out for the Lord!" The monk flushed, his eyes blurred, and he kept cursing, not knowing how much he had drunk.
However, in the next instant, the shop Xiaoer saw the black shadow standing at the entrance of the store, and it was like a teleport. In an instant, he came to the monk's side, and his condescending aura approached him, and his cold voice was like death. The sickle sounded.
"You repeat, what did you just call me?"
The monk's eyes condensed, and he suddenly became furious, and he pulled the front of the black shadow: "I said you can't open your eyes..."
The monk's words stopped abruptly.
The shop Xiaoer clearly saw the black shadow's hand lifting the sword and falling, and in the blink of an eye the long sword had returned to his back again, as if he had not used it at all.
From the neck of the monk, a thin line of blood sputtered, and the monk lost his breath and collapsed to the ground, his wide-eyed eyes full of shock and confusion.
"Killed! Killed!"
At this time, the drunk monk finally reacted, yelling and fleeing outside the door.
The black-robed people ignored the leaving monks, kicked the monks lying beside them far away, and directly sat down where they had just drunk. Through the wide face mask, the pale cheeks seemed to be Look at the shop's second child, "Little second, bring wine."
The shop Xiaoer was still shocked, and only reacted under the tip of the wine boy, and hurriedly ran to the backyard of the tavern, planning to take out the best aged wine in the shop.
He knew that the black-robed man was definitely not someone like him that could provoke him, and if he served him well, he might be spared a death. After all, the death of the monk could be in a flash, as if it was vividly visible.
The black-robed man sat quietly at the table, calm and relaxed, like a sculpture, not moving for a long time.
Hidden behind the counter, Jiu Tong poked out his head, watching the black robe man who seemed to be still from a distance, with curiosity in his eyes.
At this moment, a conversation came from outside the door: "Hey, I heard no, a man named Zhang Yifeng who just came from Manzhou froze to fix Qiaocheng, now it’s alright, all the horned dragon imperial city knows. That Qiaocheng is not Zhang Yifeng's opponent, and he has lost his demeanor. The reputation of the Qiao family's ancestors accumulated over the past century can be destroyed."
The black-robed man trembled, turned his head suddenly, and his figure disappeared.
"Guest officer, here comes the best wine!"
The shop Xiaoer returned with a jar of good wine, only to find that the shop was empty. He looked out the door and then at the table where there were three full spars.