"Hahaha! If you are given three points of color, you dare to open a dyeing workshop, right? I don't believe you can refine the Xuandan! You've only been promoted to the green robe alchemist for a few days, and your tone is so arrogant? ”

Ma Zheng was stunned by Mu Fan's words, but soon, a disdainful smile appeared on his face again, and he said loudly: "You said that you can refine Xuandan, then you can refine it for us in front of everyone!" If you have this ability, I'll eat upside down in public! ”

Although he was still smiling, his smile seemed very unnatural, with a sense of forced laughter.

Obviously, Mu Fan's self-confidence made him feel very uncertain, and he didn't know if Master Mu Fan had taught him the trick of refining Xuandan.

Not only did he smile reluctantly, but the faces of the people around him also became very ugly.

Wang Ling and Lu Yan, who were supposed to laugh loudly with him, couldn't laugh at all at this time.

They all wore stiff faces and stared eyes, sweat rolling from their foreheads to their necks, and the word "nervous" was written all over their faces.

I thought that letting Mu Fan refine the Xuandan would definitely force Mu Fan to kneel and beg for mercy, but who knew that Mu Fan was not afraid, but instead of being afraid, he proposed consequences that they couldn't bear.

The blue-robed alchemist is theoretically unable to refine the Xuandan, but what if Mu Fan really has this ability.

Do they really want to give up the status they have so hard to gain?

One bad decision can ruin decades of hard work.

Wang Ling and the others faintly regretted in their hearts, regretting that they should not have listened to Ma Zheng's instigation and assisted him in targeting Mu Fan together.

Ma Zheng's companions couldn't laugh, and the outsiders who were watching couldn't laugh either.

The blue-robed alchemist was already an existence they didn't dare to provoke, in case Mu Fan could refine the Xuandan, wouldn't they have offended a super boss who couldn't look up!

It's like letting them taunt and curse the black-robed alchemist, do they dare?

If it weren't for Ma Zheng taking the lead in targeting Mu Fan, how could they, a group of people from other sects who came to ask for medicine, dare to speak ill of Mu Fan?

Thinking of the words that came out of their own hot heads, those people couldn't stop breaking out in a cold sweat, and a cool breath rushed from the soles of their feet to their heads, and the fear in their hearts instantly woke them all up.

In the fright, they came back to their senses, they were just outsiders who came here to ask for medicine, what were they doing to get involved in the internal affairs of the Alchemist Guild?

Whether it is a blue-robed alchemist or a black-robed alchemist, it is an existence that they can't afford to provoke.

Even if Ma Zheng can bully Mu Fan, does this mean that they can look down on Mu Fan?

What's more, Ma Zheng may not be able to beat Mu Fan, why do they dare to speak disrespectfully to Mu Fan, a group of outsiders who are nothing?

Ma Zheng noticed that the atmosphere around him was wrong, and found that no one echoed him at all, he couldn't help but panic in his heart, and he lost the confidence he had just now.

His face changed again and again, and finally he pointed his finger at Mu Fan and shouted: "Forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as you, can you refine Xuandan to worry about my, I still have to help the fourth prince refine the pill, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." ”

As he spoke, he was about to slip away in the direction of the gate.

Swish.

Mu Fan stretched out his right hand forward and pressed Ma Zheng's shoulder.

The power of his palm made Ma Zheng unable to take a step, he could only stare at the big flickering eyes, and shouted at Mu Fan tremblingly: "What do you want to do?" I don't care about my, can't I? You have the ability, and it has nothing to do with me that you emptied all the warehouses, okay? ”

Ma Zheng struggled noisily, but Mu Fan's palm pressing on his shoulder did not move.

"You think I'm joking with you? I'm never joking with an idiot like you. ”

Mu Fan's five fingers grabbed hard, and there was a crisp sound of broken bones in Ma Zheng's shoulder blades, which made Ma Zheng grin his teeth and scream.

"Damn, you've only been here for a few days, and you dare to show off your might with me! you! ”

Ma Zheng had a sharp pain in his shoulder, feeling like his entire arm was about to be abolished, and he was anxious and angry, and he raised his hand and slapped Mu Fan with a palm.

The cyan flame in the palm of his hand was as brilliant as a torch, and a green flame the size of a basin roared towards Mu Fan.

"Heavenly Bamboo Spiritual Fire? Mu Xiaoyou, be careful! ”

Wen Changming saw that Ma Zheng actually used his natal spiritual fire to attack Mu Fan, and his pupils were so anxious that his pupils were shocked, and he hurriedly shouted a warning.

Ma Zheng is a famous blue-robed alchemist, and the natal spiritual fire he cultivated is extremely powerful, and smelting copper and iron is as easy as drinking soup.

Being burned by his natal spiritual fire at such a close distance, even a person in the Ninefold Spirit Martial Realm was at risk of falling.

Wen Changming was really afraid that Mu Fan had three longs and two shorts, and he was not good at explaining to He Taiyue, so he was about to rescue him with an anxious face.

But listening to Ma Zheng's scream, his black hair was ignited by his own cyan flames, and he wailed and rolled on the ground with his head in his arms.

And an arc-shaped golden aura appeared in front of Mu Fan, and it was this aura cover that bounced back Ma Zheng's Tianzhu Spiritual Fire intact.

Playing with fire in front of Mu Fan, even if it is a god emperor in the god realm, few people have this kind of courage.

Ma Zheng's natal spiritual fire has only been cultivated for decades, and this little flame is not even Mu Fan's turn to use the "Flame Devouring Technique" to fight back.

Just a Qi shield condensed by the Nine Turns Golden Body Technique bounced back all of his attacks.

Boom!

Mu Fan rushed forward and stomped Ma Zheng's head on the ground.

The violent impact blew out all the flames burning above his head, revealing a bald head emitting white smoke.

Mu Fan stepped on Ma Zheng's mouth on the soles of his feet, and stepped on the soles of his feet with a slight effort: "Do you think that you are qualified for me to prove something to you?" ”

"I decided to refine the Xuan Dan, but it was just to prove to the guild that I had the qualifications to use the Xuan Pill first."

"Abolish your cultivation and expel you from the sect, just because you made me very unhappy, I decided to teach you a lesson."

With another slam on the ground, Ma Zheng's head hit the floor heavily, and under the impact of Mu Fan's domineering force, his head was almost cracked.

Mu Fan looked down at Ma Zheng condescendingly, as if looking at an ant, and said indifferently: "Whether you bet on this game or not, you have to die, the difference is whether you die on your knees or on your stomach." ”

Ma Zheng didn't even have the strength to fight back, and was unilaterally abused by Mu Fan.

This scene made the onlookers sweat coldly, they never expected that Mu Fan, who was an alchemist, would be so strong in martial arts.

But the disciples of Danhuo Hall were full of bitterness, and said in their hearts that it is not good for you idiots to provoke anyone, but to provoke Mu Fan?

He fought the Qingtian Sword Sect and the Zhennan Wangfu down, and his strength had already been tested in actual combat, how could Ma Zheng and Wang Ling's generation provoke him?

Thump.

What Mu Fan said to Ma Zheng made Wang Ling and Lu Yan flustered, and thinking that they were also deliberately making things difficult for Mu Fan, the two of them couldn't help but feel weak in their legs.

Without waiting for Mu Fan's punishment to come, the two of them were so frightened that their knees were weak, and they knelt down towards Mu Fan almost at the same time.

"Brother pastor, my little brother was blinded by lard just now, I don't know why I said that kind of thing to you, I'm not a thing, I deserve to die."

"Brother Priest, raise your noble hand and give us a chance to atone for our sins, please."

Wang Ling and the others kept kowtowing to Mu Fan, but Mu Fan didn't agree, so they kept kowtowing.

The hall reverberated with the thud of his head hitting the ground.

"Enough! You have fought and earned, so there is no need to kill them all! ”

At this time, an old man's roar came from outside the hall, and a Xuanwu realm aura was like a galloping horse, and it came directly from behind Mu Fan with a fierce momentum.