Genius Alchemist

"Overestimate." the old man sneered, his hands were sealed, and the energy ball gathered between the palms of his hands and accidentally hit Su behind him.

Under the pressure of the strong, Su had no intention to move at all. He could only watch the old man's attack approaching more and more.

After the contract between the colorful spirit fire and Shen Qingling, the soul is connected. The hatred and anger in Shen Qingling's mind are also felt, and the power is more than twice as high as usual.

The rolling heat wave can't cause substantial damage to the old man, but the air is hot. The old man has been sweating all over and his mood is becoming more and more impetuous.

It was a shame for him to fight with a little girl for so long.

"Go to hell!"

The old man didn't want to entangle with them any more. With a loud cry, the powerful and frightening spiritual power burst out from his body. Shen Qingling and Su accidentally flew out by this powerful energy.

Sue had no intention of being imprisoned. She couldn't move. She could only watch herself falling.

His face was pale. After that, he was at least 20 meters tall. He fell down like this. He would be disabled if he didn't die.

He hasn't seen ruthlessness yet.

While Su was thinking with no intention of regret, she saw a purple slightly transparent body.

Sue's eyes widened unintentionally.

Then, the energy that had imprisoned him disappeared, and his body was lifted up by a transparent spiritual force and gently landed on the ground.

And the figure disappeared. There was nothing in the void, as if everything had been his illusion just now.

Sue was still in a daze and shock, trembling with excitement.

"Heartless!" two words, some hot, he shook his lips and said, his body trembled violently because of excitement.

It's su wuplease. He didn't read it wrong. It's him!

He will come out to help him when he is in danger. Does it mean that he still has him in his heart and can't let him go at all?

Shen Qingling stood still, stared at the old man with deep eyes, and said, "go!"

At the command, the colorful spirit fire attacked the old man again.

The old man's eyebrows were twisted into a knot, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of impatience.

If it hadn't been for this impeding flame, Shen Qingling would have died 800 times.

His eyes sank, his whole body was compressed to the extreme, the air solidified in an instant, and his surroundings were still.

Without air, the colorful spiritual fire suddenly went out.

"That old thing is really despicable!" the roar of colorful spirit fire came from Shen Qingling's mind.

She didn't expect that the old man would use this method.

"Die!" the old man sneered, with a pair of deeply sunk eyes, with some disdain and killing intention.

Without the colorful fire, it was as easy for him to kill Shen Qingling as to crush an ant.

"You're four or five times older than me, but you live a long time and have high spiritual cultivation. What's to be proud of? If I'm the same age as you, I can break you to pieces as soon as I find it. Do you dare to fight close to me without spiritual power!"

Shen Qingling looked directly at the old man's eyes and said provocatively. His hand hanging under his sleeve was tightly clenched.

He destroyed Xiqi City, killed grandpa and uncle Le, and so many innocent people in Xiqi city. She must blade him and avenge those who died!

But the old man's strength is too strong. She is by no means the old man's opponent. She can only outwit.

The old man looked up and laughed. It seemed that what Su Lieyi said was a ridiculous joke.

"Do you think you can win me without spiritual power?" he said.

The nail was deeply stuck in the palm of his hand, but Shen Qingling still had a provocative smile on his face: "why, don't you dare?"

Jokes, and what he doesn't dare?

"You have the courage to challenge me at a young age. Do you know what happened to the last person who challenged me?"

The old man sneered, and his penetrating eyes fell on Shen Qingling, as if to see her intention clearly.

Shen Qingling smiled a little frivolous, but his eyes were cold: "it's hard to escape death anyway. Why don't you die with dignity? Don't you agree to this request?"

Xu felt fresh. The old man really agreed: "I will meet your request."

Why should a dying man be afraid.

Shen Qingling waited for his words. He mentioned his voice all the time and finally sank down.

Lips, unconsciously tight.

This is her only chance.

The old man flew down and stood face to face with Shen Qingling on the ground.

Shen Qingling raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the old man. His red eyes were slightly lifted up, with some evil spirit. It seemed as if he was laughing or not laughing. The dark pupil was like a cold winter night, which could not be melted by light. To her eyes, the old man was inexplicably flustered, and a cold feeling ran straight from the center of his feet into the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't help but ask his aunt if he shouldn't have promised Shen Qingling.

But soon, the old man calmed down and laughed at his worries.

Just a little girl. Why worry.

Shen Qingling has rushed up with his fist. He can't use spiritual power in close combat. He can only rely on body method and brute force.

The old man looked at her soft and extremely slow attack, and a light mockery flashed in his eyes.

He's too weak and full of flaws. He doesn't have the mind to deal with it.

On one side, Su didn't intend to close her thin lips, and a dark light flashed in her eyes.

Shen Qingling is not so weak. She can only do it on purpose. He was wondering why Shen Qingling proposed close combat. It seems that she has a way to deal with it.

Su had no intention of watching the war while looking for opportunities, trying to give the old man a fatal blow in the dark.

As Shen Qingling approached, the old man didn't lift his eyes.

"Ha!"

Shen Qingling hit the old man in the chest with a light blow.

The old man turned sideways and avoided easily.

I feel funny.

The little girl's physique is weak. She doesn't have an advantage in close combat, but she still puts it forward on purpose.

After all, I'm still young and inexperienced.

This soft blow was like a ball of cotton to him. Even if he didn't hide just now, this blow should only tickle him.

Shen Qingling's face changed greatly, as if he was flustered because he knew he was defeated.

"Damn it!"

She was so angry that she punched her again.

The low eyes covered the sharp flash in her eyes, and the other hand hanging under her sleeve held the blade of the dead tightly.