"W-How is this possible?"

"Did he really use one hand to refine the Xuan Soldier?"

"In this case, doesn't it mean that his refining level is stronger than Master Qin? This is impossible, right? Master Qin is a first-grade high-level refiner, could it be that this guy is a second-grade refiner? How old is he?"

Looking at the cold moon knife in Jiang Chen's hand, a boiling sound sounded in the crowd.

These voices were like invisible slaps in the face, slapping on Master Qin's face.

Recently......

He swore an oath and threatened that Jiang Chen would not be able to complete the Xuanbing refining.

In the blink of an eye, they refined the Xuan Bing.

It's a slap in the face!

A merciless slap in the face!

Xiong Yingjie looked at Master Qin angrily: "Didn't you just say that it was impossible for him to complete the refining?"

Master Qin looked bitter and said, "I, I don't know! Even some second-grade refiners can't refine it into a Cold Moon Sword in half an hour!"

"Impossible? So what is he holding in his hand?Scrap metal?" Xiong Yingjie said angrily.

I wanted to slap Jiang Chen hard and take revenge.

I also specially found so many people to watch the battle.

As a result, his side was completely defeated, but Jiang Chen was perfected, looking at the praise of Jiang Chen from the people around him, it was simply an invisible slap in the face!

"Scrap metal?"

Master Qin was stunned for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he said, "That's right, he can't refine it into a Xuan soldier so quickly, it must be just scrap iron with a vain appearance, he is shaking a shot, and he wants to get through the trick!"

Xiong Yingjie frowned: "Are you sure?"

"One hundred percent sure, it is absolutely impossible to refine into a Xuan Soldier in half an hour!, unless he is a third-grade refiner, but do you think he may be a third-grade refiner?" Master Qin said.

Xiong Yingjie thought about it in his heart, and also nodded: "Third-grade refiner, if he is a third-grade refiner, this young man is already a fourth-grade alchemy master!"

"Xiong Shao, you can watch with peace of mind and see how I hit him in the face!"

Master Qin patted his chest and reassured, then walked towards Jiang Chen, looked at the Xuan Bing in his hand, with a thick sneer on his face, "Tsk, I really admire your cheekiness, you actually hold a piece of scrap iron and pretend to be forced here." ”

"Scrap metal?"

"What Master Qin means is that Jiang Chen's refining is just a false appearance, fooling everyone?"

"It's also possible to say this, I haven't heard of anyone who can refine a high-grade Xuan Soldier in half an hour!"

The crowd said.

Jiang Chen had a calm smile on his face, looked at Master Qin without blinking, and grinned: "You said that scrap iron is scrap iron?

"Hmph, since you want to lose face yourself, then I will fulfill you! However, if you lose later, I want you to kneel in front of me, admit in front of everyone that you are a swaggering liar, and get under Master Ben's crotch!" Master Qin said.

Jiang Chen's eyes were cold.

This Master Qin and Xiong Yingjie are really endless.

"Well, since you are looking for your own death, then I will fulfill you. If you lose......"

"Lose? hahaha, you still want to win me, if I lose, you can dispose of it!" Master Qin sneered confidently.

The Cold Moon Knife in his hand instantly slashed open.

Tiger and tiger.

A cold wind whistled out, and the blue light rushed into the sky.

This is a high-grade high-grade Xuan Bing!

Great quality!

"Pick up!"

Master Qin let out a low roar and slashed over.

Jiang Chen's eyes were cold, his arm swung violently from the bottom up, and the blue long knife swung against the sky.

Bang –

The two long knives collided together in mid-air, and the blue light flashed out and rose into the sky. The two long knives collided with each other and erupted into a piercing "clang" sound, followed by the smile on Master Qin's face that came to an abrupt end, replaced by a thick look of shock and disbelief.

Under his shocked gaze, the Cold Moon Knife in his hand snapped in response, and the tip of the knife flew upside down, sticking directly into the wall.

One hit.

Knife break!

Master Qin......

Defeated!

Judge from above!

"W-How is this possible?" Master Qin looked shocked.

His Cold Moon Knife was a super-level performance, full of confidence, but at this moment, it was cut off by the scrap iron in his eyes.

How can he accept this?

Jiang Chen had a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Master Qin, it seems that my scrap metal is slightly better, I won this gamble, right?"

He specially bit the word "scrap iron" very hard.

Master Qin's face suddenly darkened, and there was anger in his eyes: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, it must be your kid cheating." ”

"Cheating?It seems that you want to repay the debt?" Jiang Chen squinted.

"What about the debt, Master Ben is a high-level refiner, what can you do with me?" Master Qin roared inwardly.

Jiang Chen sneered: "What can't I do with you, kneel down for me!"

"Let me kneel, boy, you're looking for death!"

Master Qin was annoyed and angry.

He is a dignified high-level refiner, wouldn't it be a shame to let him kneel down in public?

As soon as the palm of his hand was raised in the air, a powerful True Yuan fluctuation jumped on the palm, and the volley palm slapped towards Jiang Chen.

Facing Master Qin's sudden palm.

Jiang Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he slapped his backhand.

Smack-

This slap slapped directly into Master Qin's face.

Master Qin's whole person was pumped and spun like a spinning top, spun around dozens of times in the air, and slammed heavily on the ground, his head tilted to the side, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Jiang Chen's face was indifferent.

This Master Qin was indiscriminate, and he falsely accused himself of forging the identity token of his refiner, and then helped Xiong Yingjie deal with him. The enemy should be as cold as winter.

"He, he, how dare he beat someone in the Refiner Guild?"

"This kid is finished. ”

"What a noble refiner, he is provoking the entire Refiner Guild. ”

Xiong Yingjie also had a look of astonishment on his face, followed by a hideous smile: "Hahaha, this kid dares to do something in the Refiner Guild? He's dead, I'm going to call the law enforcement team of the Refiner Guild, hahaha, Jiang Chen, you're dead!"

However......

He was just about to turn around, but he was blocked by a figure.

Xiong Yingjie was stunned: "Jiang Chen, what do you want to do?"

"What are you doing? You instructed your dog to deal with me, and now that your dog is lying down, you want to turn around and leave?" Jiang Chen sneered.

Xiong Yingjie frowned, his eyes filled with anger, and he said in a deep voice: "Jiang Chen, don't go too far. ”

"Am I excessive? Am I excessive?" Jiang Chen sneered, "In the Yulan Mansion Doudan, you were not convinced if you lost, so you secretly arranged for Xiong Li and them to find someone from the Blood Wolf Village to intercept and kill me." Now you're directing this thing against me, are you too much or am I too much?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, fuck me off......"

Xiong Yingjie was annoyed and angry.

Right now, there are so many people gathered in the refining room in public, if he loses to Jiang Chen in Doudan, and sends someone to intercept and kill him, how can he mix in the imperial capital in the future?

In a fit of rage, Xiong Yingjie had a gloomy face, and raised his hand to push Jiang Chen away.

Jiang Chen had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and slapped his backhand.

The palm of his hand directly shattered the light of the True Yuan that Xiong Yingjie swatted, and this slap fell firmly on Xiong Yingjie's face.

Smack-

With a crisp sound, Xiong Yingjie spurted blood from his mouth, flew out upside down, and slammed into the ground.

Half of his face is swollen.

Xiong Yingjie looked at Jiang Chen with a shocked expression: "You, you dare to hit me?"

"It's light to beat you, I said, the old and new accounts between you and me have to be settled!" Jiang Chen sneered and kicked out, like kicking a sandbag, kicking Xiong Yingjie away.

He slammed into the wall, blood spurting from his mouth, and he curled up on the ground in pain.

Jiang Chen's eyes were cold.

This Xiong Yingjie wanted to put himself to death several times, how could he spare him?

There was a cold killing intent in his eyes, and he was about to make a move, but suddenly there was a cold sound from behind him......

"Stop!"

[Fifth Update.] This is yesterday, and today is still the fifth watch!]