Since he can't stop him, then drag him to death! This is Zhuo Fan's third round of competing for Dan, and he made a good plan from the beginning when he knew the rules.
Anyway, this time is speed, as long as the old guy's alchemy speed is reduced, he will be difficult even if he wants to be a finalist.
With a smile, Zhuo Fan looked at the old man again. But now that the Poison Hand Potion King has understood his tricks, how can he be fooled again?
At this moment, he is accelerating his speed, striving for alchemy. However, it is worthy of being Tianyu's No. 1 poison hand medicine king, and concentrate on this. The speed of alchemy is simply that the white horse passes the gap. It is only a few breathing times, and all the remaining herbs are turned into liquid medicine.
Next, it is condensed into a pill shape.
Brows couldn't help but Zhuo Fan didn't worry. Some things, even if people know they are wrong, still can't control themselves, but they have to do it. Because of this matter, they are interested, and the Poison Hand Medicine King is no exception.
"Cough cough cough ..." He coughed lightly and cleared his throat, Zhuo Fan said lightly: "Senior old, I think you are a piece of alchemy material, I will tell you when I was in the second round, refining medicinal materials The trick to use Jiu Tianlong's claws. "
He could n't help but raised his ears, although he knew that this was Zhuofan 's conspiracy, and knew that Zhuofan 's so-called tricks were absolutely all false, but as an alchemist, he saw such a strange alchemy technique After that, I couldn't help but explore.
In this way, the prototype of the immortality medicine that could be condensed in the next moment of the moment, but it instantly stopped. His speed was delayed by Zhuo Fan again.
There was a dumb smile in my heart, but Zhuo Fan still maintained a serious color on his face: "Well, this nine-day dragon chanting claws, as the name implies, there is a dragon character in it, and there is a claw character, naturally you have to bend your palms into dragon claws. type..."
Are you **** bullshit!
Poison Hand Medicine King's conspiracy against Zhuo Fan is like a mirror in his heart, and he definitely doesn't want to listen to his nonsense again. However, I can't control my ears.
As soon as he heard the topic of alchemy, he couldn't stop and wanted to listen carefully. But to his ears, it was still Zhuo Fan's cliché that was painless and non-itchy, and a lot of nonsense.
For this reason, he almost cried out, wishing to cut off his two uncomfortable ears.
No way, he had to look at Xiaoya on the display, as a child sued, and gave a small report: "Judgment, this kid has been hindering the old man alchemy!"
"What, Master Song hindered your alchemy? How did he hinder?" Xiaoya froze, wondering.
His cheeks turned red, and the poison hand medicine king pondered for a while, biting his teeth and saying: "This kid has been chattering in the ear of the old man, and the old man is disturbed!"
As soon as this remark came out, the whole field calmed down instantly, and then a burst of laughter burst out!
As an alchemy master, the most important thing is the state of mind. If you say a few words, you will be unable to practice alchemy. What kind of alchemy master is that? Can this be the first alchemist of Tianyu?
Everyone present, scorning his mouth contemptuously, looking at the Poison Hand Potion King's gaze, was actually full of ridicule. This has never happened before.
But where did they know that what Zhuo Fan said went straight to the strongest desire in his heart. Even if he didn't want to listen, he couldn't control his ears.
Not to mention the King of Poisonous Hand Pills, it's the same for everyone.
And listening to the laughter of the crowd, the cheeks of the Poisonous Hand Potion King became more flushed. This time, he lost all his old face.
Xiaoya unknowingly twitched her face, and she couldn't help crying: "Senior old, you are not a child. Do you want to complain to me about this little thing?"
"That's right, Lao Tzu only chatted with him to increase his feelings, what's to be said?" Zhuo Fansi was not too serious, still scorning beside him.
This can not help but cause a burst of laughter!
After taking a few deep breaths, he calmed down the anger in his heart, and the poisonous drug king shouted to Xiaoya: "Little girl, you are a judge, this matter doesn't matter? Otherwise, the old man threw this kid himself Go out! "
"Okay, I can't control it yet?" Xiaoya shook her head helplessly, looked at Zhuo Fan, and smiled apologetically: "Master Song, please forgive me of the old alchemy habit of sternness, don't talk anymore, otherwise please first Would you like to take a break at the VIP seat? "
Brows could not help but Zhuo Fan couldn't help but toss his lips: "Okay, I'll give you a face, don't say anything!"
As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Fan really closed his mouth and said no more words. Suddenly, the Poison Hand Medicine King felt that the whole world was quiet. Looking at the other people, most of them had reached the point of Chengdan, but he hadn't even made the prototype of the medicine.
So hurry up and speed up, gather all the medicine together, and turn into a pill shape.
"Successful refining of Wupindan medicine!"
There was another loud yell, and another person finished the refining. So far, seven people have entered the final of the King of Dan.
Poison Hand Medicine King wiped his forehead cold sweat, anxious in his heart, hurry up and hurry up to complete the magic pill. However, he still felt a little stunned in his heart, for fear of any tricks from this kid.
Therefore, in addition to alchemy, still distracted to observe Zhuo Fan's every move. However, Zhuo Fan seemed quite obedient at this time, and he never said a word, even looked at him, as if he had already given up his plan to obstruct him.
Huh, this kid must be pretending again! Previously, the old man took the bait, and he would have the chance to take advantage of it. This time, the old man must be more cautious. The more the child cares, the more likely he is to look for the old man 's negligence and want to reapply his old skills!
His eyes narrowed slightly, and the poison hand medicine sneered in his heart, while the string in his heart was tight all the time.
Old man, won't be a second time!
"Judgment, I have finished refining!"
There was another shout, and the eighth person was shortlisted.
Poison Hand Medicine King took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm, the flame in his hand remained stable. The more this time, the more calm the mood.
Seeing that the pill medicine in his hand had completely become a pill shape, the poison hand medicine king gritted his teeth and struck twelve points of spirit. This is the most critical time, and we must not lose ground.
Squinting at Zhuo Fan, who still had no movement, the Poison Hand Medicine King carefully refined the elixir in his hand.
Soon, he came to the last step, and this last fierce fire was used to completely condense the panacea and turn it into a panacea, and you were done.
But it seemed to be back to the moment when he was destroyed by Zhuofan for the first time, so he became extremely cautious. He must not be defeated twice in the same place.
The poison hand medicine king's eyes were condensed, and there was a sudden scream in his heart, and the flame in his hand suddenly strengthened.
However, at this moment, a nightmarish voice sounded again.
Ah sneeze!
It was the sneeze again, and the Poison Hand Potion King couldn't help but be shocked. He hurriedly shook his sleeves, protected the flame, turned around, turned his back to Zhuo Fan.
But this scare made his state of mind tremble uncontrollably, and the flame in his hand trembles. Fortunately, he is a master of alchemy for many years. He has a lot of experience before he hurries to stabilize his state of mind. He did not give alchemy to this critical step.
After exhaling for a long time, Poison Hand Potion King wiped his forehead cold sweat and turned his head to look at Zhuo Fan.
But I saw that he did not sneeze in this direction, but rubbed his nose, as if nothing had happened.
It seemed to have noticed the old guy's gaze too. Zhuo Fan turned his head to look around, raised his eyebrows, and scolded: "Look what to see, I didn't disturb you without words!"
His lips twitched for a long while, but the poisonous hand king was angry, but he could not speak for a long time. You did n't make a noise to disturb the old man, but you stand here, which is the biggest interference to the old man.
At this moment, the Poison Hand Medicine King was extremely tired. This is either physical fatigue or tiredness. He has been on the mainland for so many years and has never had such a tired moment.
Apart from alchemy, who can maintain such a high level of tension for a long time, who can bear it?
In this regard, he really had to write a service word to Zhuo Fan. Over the past few decades, Zhuo Fan, who was able to force his poisonous medicine Wang Yansong to this position, is really the number one.
It seemed that the Master's embarrassment was also seen, and Yan Fu was already dumbfounded. He has never seen a master who has always been cruel, and has been adjusted to such an unprecedented level.
Looking at the first one again, Zhuofan always had a smile on his mouth, and his heart was cold for a reason.
Tao Danniang was so happy to see Yan Song eating deflated. Chu Qingcheng looked at it, Zhuo Fan, who could easily play Yan Song between applause, and his eyes were full of love.
Everyone on the landlord's stage already laughed.
Yan Song is anyway a poisonous drug king that makes the Seventh Family dread, but today it is in the hands of a fledgling little devil, and he has planted the lead again and again.
But everyone also knows that this little devil is not an ordinary person.
Poison Hand Medicine King is against Demon Zhuo Fan, after all, this Medicine King is no match for Demon. They can only sigh that Yan Song is a wicked grind. To deal with wicked people like him, only Zhuofan, who is more evil than him, can.
At this moment, only Emperor Pu Qingyun in the VIP room on the east side waited, looking anxiously as he was scared and trembling.
If this old boy loses, it will be hard to get the bodhi ficus!
Taking a deep breath, the Poison Hand Potion King looked at the hand, and was almost finished with the last step, trying to calm himself down.
He understands the thoughts of all parties, so, like Zhuo Fan, he must not lose.
Zhuo Fan loses his hands with his head. If he loses, not only will his reputation be ruined, but how will the king's gate spare him?
Thinking of this, the poison hand medicine king's eyes condensed, and the flames in his hands increased sharply. And the dripping panacea, also in a strong flame, instantly bloomed a strange brilliance.
The King of the Poisonous Hand Potion gleamed with light, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up in a hopeful arc.
Finally it is about to be completed, and this exhausted refining can finally be ended. This alchemy is so **** tired ...
bump!
Suddenly, a loud noise rang through the ear of the poisonous hand medicine king. The King of Poison Hand Medicine was startled, the flame in his hand shivered suddenly, and then exploded with a bang.
Poison hand medicine king did not pay attention, the beard eyebrows were scorched again. And the spirit pill soon to be born turned into ashes at this moment!
The Poison Hand Potion King froze, stiffened, turned his head again, and looked at where the sound came from. There, Zhuo Fan scratched his head embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "Hey, hey ... I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold back, I put a fart, isn't it too loud?"
hiss!
Poison Hand Medicine King's body shook uncontrollably, looking at Zhuo Fan's smiling face, his black beard and eyebrows fluttering in the wind, but he couldn't even speak a word ...