Chapter 69 The Magical Blacksmith

With his current spirit-level mental power, Chen Xuan was able to conclude in an instant that this old man had extraordinary strength.

Although he looks like a sloppy beggar on the outside, he is the kind of beggar who has no status at all.

But the confidence in those eyes and the pride from the depths of his soul all fell on Chen Xuan's eyes.

"Who are you?"

Chen Xuan asked.

Even when the old man is an extremely strong man, he is most likely a peak spiritual level or a king level powerhouse.

But this is Chen Family Mansion, his own territory.

You are not even polite, this entire Yangcheng is your territory, no matter who you are, you have to declare your name.

"Are you an alchemist?"

The old man did not answer Chen Xuan's words, but asked directly.

"Answer me." Chen Xuan said calmly, with a tone that would not allow him to refuse.

No matter if you are an emperor-level expert, in front of you, even if you are a dragon, you have to be obedient.

"Interesting kid, can't you see that I'm better than you?"

The old man sneered, and his eyes seemed to reveal two murderous intentions.

Behind them, Ye Rou and Ye Huan were also surprised. This old beggar didn't look as miserable as he imagined, and he was also a peerless master here.

"Haha, are you stronger than me? Then let's give it a try. I want to see how much strength you can exert under the restrictions of Bing Xin's Firework Poison."

Chen Xuan laughed loudly. The old man was very strong, but his body was poisoned by the Ice Heart Fireworks. This Ice Heart Fireworks is a kind of earth spirit fire. If he can use it for his own use, his strength will naturally increase greatly. But if he is not strong enough, Fire poison will form, be suppressed in the body, and devour your flesh and blood and soul day and night until you become a member of the spiritual fire.

"Sure enough, you can see the fire poison in my body!" The old man said in surprise, as if he saw a glimmer of hope in the darkness, and quickly stepped forward to grab Chen Xuan's hand, but was blocked by a powerful force. outer.

"Mental strength!"

The old man was immediately shocked. This guy had so many surprises for him.

"Old guy, if you mess around again, I'm going to ask you out."

Chen Xuan said coldly, but he already knew in his heart that this guy might be asking for help from him. In this case, how could he not train him properly?

"Hehe, other times if you want my old man to get out, I will get out, but today, you have to help me whether you want to help me or not!"

A powerful aura also erupted from the old man's body.

"The name of my magic blacksmith should still be somewhat famous now!"

Magical blacksmith!

When he heard this name, Chen Xuan had no reaction. No matter how famous you are, can you still be bigger than me, the Immortal Alchemist?

But the two guys behind him were startled.

"Where! The magic blacksmith!"

"Oh my god, this can't be true."

"you are still alive!"

"Didn't he die ten years ago?"

The two of them were surprised and asked questions and answers. Chen Xuan also got a little information from their mouths. They should be people with a little reputation in this Fengyun Continent.

But Chen Xuan didn't care either.

"What kind of mythical beast and monster? I don't know you, but if you want to do it, you can come and try it!"

Chen Xuan said calmly, a ray of profound energy suddenly beating in the palm of his hand.

This mysterious energy turned into flames, as if it had spirituality. Seeing this hand, the old man knew that Chen Xuan's strength was extraordinary.

"Playing with fire? Do you think alchemists are masters of playing with fire? We blacksmiths are the ancestors of playing with fire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's hand suddenly started to burn, and the arm that was originally made of flesh and blood turned directly into white bones, with blazing flames burning on top of the white bones.

"Bing Xin Fireworks!"

A flash of light flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes. This old man can be called a blacksmith with a magic hand, and he is indeed capable. The Bingxin Fireworks have already taken up residence in his body, but he is able to master part of the power and continue to fight with the Bingxin Fireworks fight.

The Shenshou Blacksmith is also a man full of pride. When he saw that someone like Chen Xuan dared to be so arrogant, he wanted to teach him a lesson.

At that moment, the flame in his hand seemed to be beating, turning into a little starlight and rushing towards Chen Xuan.

And Chen Xuan flicked his fingers, and the power of the mysterious fire in his hand turned into a curtain of light with a bang.

Bang————

The flaming star hit the light curtain, but crackled into pieces like a moth flying into a flame. Seeing this, the old blacksmith was also quite surprised, but Chen Xuan did not give the latter any time to think about it. , the spiritual power of the sixth level spirit turned into a sharp knife and stabbed towards the old man in an instant.

"What a strong spirit!"

The old man's skeletal hand was blocked in front of him, as if meeting a ball of flame to block Chen Xuan's mental decay.

But he still took a few steps back, and with a "wow" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out. It was obvious that in this collision and battle, the old man fell into a disadvantage.

But at this moment, the originally high-spirited old man suddenly became extremely painful, as if a ball of fire burned from his body and then surrounded his whole body.

"With your little ability to control fire, you still want to master the Bingxin Fireworks."

Chen Xuan couldn't help but sneered. This guy simply overestimated his abilities and was showing off here because he thought he had some abilities.

"Damn it... Damn you, if it weren't for the backlash of this spiritual fire, I would have skinned you!"

The old man roared in a low voice, if he were in his heyday, how could he be controlled by the guy in front of him? Although the spiritual power of the sixth-grade spirit level is very strong, if he wants to kill the latter, it is just a matter of raising his hand. Thinking of falling into the hands of this spiritual fire Zheng

"Oh, your mouth is quite tough. Do you think you can survive without me?" Chen Xuan glanced at the old man who was in great pain. At this moment, the old man had already sat down cross-legged and was forcibly using his Xuan He used all his strength to suppress the Bing Xin fireworks in his body.

But this time the backlash seems to be stronger than before.

"Why... why did the big explosion happen earlier? You... what did you do!"

The old man suddenly said in horror.

There will be a big explosion every once in a while, but it is obviously still a long time before the next big explosion. Why is it happening now? Without any preparation, there is no power to resist this big explosion. This terrible flame.

"You come to my Chen family house and act wild. If I don't show you any color, you really think I'm a wimp."

"Old guy, if you want to survive this day, you have to beg me."

Chen Xuan sneered and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. When the magic blacksmith walked in, he had already started planning to conquer him. The reason why he fought with him was just to ignite the flame.

"You...you are despicable!"

The flames seemed to be burning the soul, and the magic hand blacksmith burst out with a roar of pain. This time he could no longer hold on, and fell to his knees on the ground, reaching out to Chen Xuan with one hand.

"Please...help me..."