Author: Moyu March

After leaving the alchemy shop, Han Yi went straight to the courtyard where he lived.

to him.

In the entire Mengshan City, Xuanhuo Dan Shop and the courtyard are probably the safest.

I came out on my own today and gained a lot.

Not only did he buy a broken version of the sword-controlling spell, but he also traded elixirs and purchased the materials. For the first time, his spiritual stone savings on hand exceeded one hundred yuan.

Huge cash flow.

On the Xiaolingxu Peak, probably only the leaders of the outer sect who are at the fifth or sixth level of Qi training can be so arrogant.

As the saying goes, only with money can you have confidence.

This sentence is true in any world.

In Han Yi's mind, he has already planned the next step. When the liver progresses, he can completely let go and use the spirit stones freely.

If you don't have enough qualifications, you can use spiritual stones to collect them.

The third level of qi training is just the beginning. Next, the middle stage of qi training, the late stage of qi training, and even the foundation of immortality are all just a matter of time.

Just when Han Yi was thinking this.

He had walked more than half of the way and was walking through a small alley, only two streets away, before returning to his yard.

This small alley is the most remote place between the Xuanhuo Dan Shop and the residential courtyard.

As usual, he would be extremely vigilant when walking through this alley.

Just as he was about to finish walking down the alley, dull footsteps sounded behind him.

The sound of footsteps came from far away, and in just one breath, that is, about three seconds, they came from dozens of meters away to within three meters of themselves.

Han Yi frowned, paused slightly, and leaned closer to the wall.

Since the person coming is in such a hurry, let him pass first.

In this way, the risk of personal contact is reduced.

This is what he did subconsciously.

This small alley is not narrow, and is also three meters wide. The other party passes by in just half a breath, so it won't waste much time.

Han Yigang turned sideways, and before he could see clearly the appearance of the person walking by, he smelled a pungent smell.

This is... the smell of elixir.

Is the person passing by an alchemist?

Only people who practice alchemy and practice alchemy all year round can have such a peculiar smell on their bodies.

But why does this smell feel so familiar? Have you smelled it before?

This thought came to mind.

At this time, the visitor was already level with him, about two meters away from him, and was about to cross the alley.

In Han Yi's heart, the thought about the 'pungent paste smell' just appeared, but he had not yet figured it out and was confused.

In an instant, the screen flipped and stopped at a certain scene in the Xuanhuo Pill Shop. That was the smell that he smelled when he first stepped into the Xuanhuo Pill Shop.

The owner of the smell is...

Suddenly.

He raised his head suddenly.

Jiang De.

The person I passed by was Jiang De.

Without thinking too much, he was keenly aware of a slight fluctuation in mana.

This trace of mana fluctuation erupted from the figure level with him two meters away.

at the same moment.

Murderous intent, naked murderous intent, exploded.

All of a sudden.

Han Yi had cold hair all over his body and his scalp was numb.

The breath of death is so close.

In the flash of lightning, he had no time to think too much, and his body's instinct had already reacted first.

puff!!

He flicked his right hand violently, flicked his fingers hard, and the spiritual light shot out.

Because it is instinctive, the magic power compressed by this Lingxu Finger is still one-fiftieth of the total magic power of the whole body.

The aura exploded between the two of them, and there was fire jumping in the exploded aura.

The hot breath rushed towards my face.

The opponent's spell is a fire attribute spell.

Han Yi couldn't imagine whether he would burn up if he was hit by this fire attribute spell.

But he could roughly predict that he would probably have to explain it here today.

Such thoughts only passed by for a moment.

Before the thought is extinguished, anger surges up.

What erupts first before anger is still instinct.

After one move of the Spirit Finger exploded and blocked the opponent's spell, the opponent obviously did not expect such an accident. He thought that he could kill Han Yi with one move, so he was not ready for the next spell.

Under the stimulation of death, instinct will not stop.

Almost immediately following the Lingxu finger of the right hand, the left hand also threw out a strike.

In a time difference that was so short that it was almost impossible to capture, the second spiritual finger had already passed through the chaotic spiritual energy ball jumping with fire and hit the opponent's arm hard.

"boom!"

The opponent's arm exploded at shoulder level.

The blood mist exploded.

A short scream followed.

Not finished yet.

Puff puff……

Under the crisis of death and anger, instinct first bursts out, and then reason takes over the body.

No matter which one it is, in just two breaths, that is, within six seconds.

Han Yi was full of magic power and tilted away.

A total of fifty spiritual fingers exploded one after another in the alley like gorgeous fireworks.

Indiscriminate bombing.

It's too late to say it, but it's soon.

From the sound of footsteps behind him, to Han Yi turning sideways, to the fluctuation of mana on the opponent's body, Han Yi instinctively snaps his fingers when he can't catch it, and then his body's mana is tilted away.

That is just a few breaths of time.

Only in the alley did other people react.

The aura was still rolling, and screams were heard all around.

Han Yi didn't have time to think too much.

He had to rush through the alley entrance quickly and escape.

Suddenly I kicked something under my feet. I looked down, grabbed it with my hand, and without stopping, turned around the alley and disappeared suddenly.

A quarter of an hour later.

The immortal cultivators organized by Mengshan City were belatedly arriving.

What they saw was a corpse that had been blown to pieces with its bones broken into pieces.

It's not appropriate to call it a corpse. At best, it's just a rotten ball of flesh.

A high-level Qi practitioner frowned.

"The remaining aura here is roughly around the fourth level of Qi training and does not exceed the fifth level of spiritual energy."

"Besides, there's just this piece of rotten flesh left without any identification marks on it. What's the point of checking?"

"Isn't it normal for immortal cultivators to fight, and it doesn't hurt any mortals."
To be continued...