Everyone was shocked, and people like Lian Xiuzhu, Bai Yuquan and others were even more ashamed.

Isn't it?

They consider themselves to be the genius of a generation that can only be matched by a few peers, but each of them is still full of absolute self-confidence, thinking that if they give it a go, they can definitely win the final victory.

But with the appearance of Bao Xinran, their self-confidence was naturally dealt a heavy blow.

They are also twenty-four or five years old, and they are already in the middle stage of the spiritual sea realm. The gap is not as big as usual. But it's okay, because Bao Xinran comes from Hanshui Sect, which is a super power, so they can be forgiven for not being as good as him.

However, Ling Han was actually able to fight Bao Xinran back and forth, which shocked him. Now, he severely injured Bao Xinran with a sword, forcing them to admit how much they used to sit back and watch the sky.

——If they knew that this sword was not made by Ling Han with all his strength, but only produced four hundred sword lights, their faces would become even more ugly.

What's even more frightening is that Ling Han is still an Earth-level alchemist.

Do you dare to believe this?

Ling Han showed a faint smile. He didn't use all his strength with this sword because he didn't want to become weak again after striking out with the sword. That feeling was really unpleasant.

Moreover, Bao Xinran's strength is not that strong and he does not need to use eight hundred sword lights to deal with him.

Phew, even though Bao Xinran was standing, he was coughing up blood constantly. He was shaking all over, and most of his flesh and blood had been cut off from his hands and feet, making it difficult for him to even stand. He held the command flag tightly, relying on this support only.

He can still stand.

"Who are you!" He asked unwillingly, how could a first-level Yongquan be so strong?

"What does a person who is about to lose his life know so much?" Ling Han said coldly.

"You dare to kill me?" Bao Xinran sneered, "I am a disciple of Hanshui Sect. If you dare to kill me, the strong men of our sect will definitely level your country. The dignity of the sect is inviolable!"

"I'm afraid you will be disappointed, because I am still an Earth-level Alchemist. Do you think people from the Hanshui Sect would offend me, an Earth-level Alchemist, for your little disciple?" Ling Han said calmly.

Although everyone was talking a lot before, Bao Xinran was fighting fiercely with Ling Han at that time. He was so focused that he couldn't hear it. Now his first reaction was that Ling Han was joking. How could there be such a young prefecture-level person in the world?

Alchemist?

"Impossible!" he said immediately.

"You don't have to worry about it now. Just stay down there and don't be so aggressive in the next life, especially if it comes to my head!" Ling Han stabbed out with his sword, not intending to leave any further trouble.

"Damn it!" Although Bao Xinran was injured, his internal organs and other vital organs were not injured. He tried his best to move his command flag and swept away towards Ling Han.

Whoosh, whoosh, the flag is fluttering, and the cold wind is blowing, which can freeze people to death.

Boom, the strange fire coiled around Ling Han's side, providing him with a layer of flame shield, which dissolved the incoming cold air, rendering the maximum power of this command flag useless.

Ling Han pressed forward with his sword. His combat power was greater than that of Bao Xinran. Now the opponent couldn't even fight against Ling Han even with his command flag. How could he block his attack? After just a few moves, Ling Han wiped his throat with his sword.

, he fell to the ground with a sudden splash of blood.

There was a look of disbelief in his eyes. Not long ago, he was as leering as a god, killing people like a fool, but only a short time later, he suffered the same fate.

Irony. So ironic.

He opened his eyes unwillingly and tried hard to keep the sky, but all he was left with was darkness.

"My master will definitely take revenge on me!" He left his last words and breathed his last with attachment to life.

"Ling Han!"

"Master Ling!"

"Master Ling is mighty!"

"Long live Master Ling!"

The atmosphere in the entire square was completely ignited, and the young talents did not have so many worries and ideas. They only knew that an outsider was suppressing them all and they could not hold their heads up, but it was Ling Han who stood up and knocked this outsider over.

On the ground.

This outsider massacred them without caring, and was finally killed by Ling Han mercilessly, tooth for tooth, blood for blood, so happy!

In comparison, Cheng Feijun was nothing. As a high-grade Xuan-level alchemist, he couldn't suppress a spiritual sea realm warrior. It was a joke.

This is a bit unfair, because most sects have their own alchemy masters, which can basically solve the needs of the disciples of the sect for elixirs. Only some very special elixirs will be sought from the alchemy master association, but generally

He said that going to Lingbao Pavilion to participate in the auction can also solve the problem.

Therefore, the major sects are only afraid of the group of alchemists, but since there is no direct need, there is no need to take the alchemists too seriously. Just like Feng Yan, he said nonchalantly that he wanted to destroy Ling Han's legs.

, as long as no one is killed, the Alchemist Association will not force its way forward.

After all, major sects will be wary of the Alchemist Association, but the Alchemist Association will not fall out with the major sects easily.

Of course, the weight of a prefecture-level alchemist is very important. Every sect will respect him as a guest. If he can be invited back to his family to make offerings, it will greatly improve the strength of this sect.

Cheng Feijun's face was livid. He had organized this martial arts tea party, and even spared no expense in taking out a heart-replenishing pill. But now, Ling Han has become the most popular person, and he, the master, has been left aside.

superior.

Why is this damn guy not dead yet?

No, I must go see Luo Jifeng again in the evening and ask him to take action no matter what.

With a smile on his face, Ling Han said: "Everyone, don't forget to go to Yuelai Inn. There are also a lot of century-old ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum. As long as there are enough Yuanli crystals, there is no limit to the supply."

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed. Originally, the earth-level alchemist was aloof, a giant with a higher status than the head of a country, but now he was peddling goods, and he suddenly became closer to everyone.

distance.

"Be sure to patronize Master Ling's business!"

"Speaking of which, we can buy century-old ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, and we've made a lot of money."

"Thank you, Master Ling."

Everyone said sincerely, after all, Yuanli Crystal can be produced as long as the Linghai Realm is willing to refine it, but the century-old ginseng and Ganoderma are so good? Even if the family is willing to open up spiritual fields for planting, it will only take a century to cultivate people for future generations.

Benefit future generations.

Moreover, such a magical medicine has strict requirements on the environment. It takes a lot of effort and price to reach the age of a hundred years, and it does not just take a hundred years.

Therefore, even a behemoth like the royal family has its own medicine garden, but for an elixir like ginseng, it is enough to be thirty or fifty years old. Where does it come from?

Ling Han's move not only earned him the Yuanli Crystal, but also won the gratitude of all the younger generations of the Nine Kingdoms. It was really unintentional and made Cheng Feijun jealous to death. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature,
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