Chapter 1194 Arrogance

There were seven young men beside him, all with angry faces.

A servant in green caught up with the crowd and begged: "Sir, the upper room is really full!"

"There are good rooms in the lower room, but not as good as yours." But before he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face! With a snap, the fat man's face immediately became red and swollen! The one who did it was a young man in purple robe.

"You are blind!"

He stared at the servant in green coldly and shouted angrily: "My master is an eighth-grade alchemist, how can he live in the lower room?"

"If you dare to stop me again, I will twist your head off!"

The servant in green trembled suddenly when he heard this, and his face was immediately filled with fear.

The young man in purple robe kicked him away, then turned around and smiled flatteringly at the old man in black robe: "Master, please!"

The old man in black robe strode forward with a proud face.

When he walked to the door of the first wing room, he paused, tilted his head slightly, and asked, "Who lives in here?"

The green-clothed servant struggled for a moment, and could only sigh helplessly: "It's a young man."

"Young man?"

The black-robed old man sneered: "All the young people in the Great Yan Dynasty must call me Master Hong when they see me."

"Let him get out! This wing room, I want it!"

"I, I..." The green-clothed servant hesitated and did not dare to step forward.

The purple-robed young man snorted coldly: "What a waste, I have to do it myself!"

While speaking, he walked to the door and kicked it hard! With a loud "bang", the door opened! The purple-robed young man looked proud and shouted loudly: "The little bastard inside, get out!"

"This wing room, my master wants it!"

In the room, Ye Xinghe suddenly opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and walked quickly to the door.

The purple-robed young man raised his chin high and looked at Ye Xinghe coldly.

Then, he showed contempt on his face, and said disdainfully: "This kind of trash is worthy of living in the top-level wing?"

At this time, the old man in black robe raised his head high and said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense with him, let him get out!"

This man was extremely arrogant, and from beginning to end, he never looked at Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe's face immediately sank, and he said coldly: "This is my wing, you should get out!"

Hearing this, the purple-robed young man looked sinister and said coldly: "Dare to let my master get out?

You are so arrogant!"

"My master is an eighth-grade alchemist, known as Ghost Pill Hong Licheng!"

"You dare to talk to my master like this, you are simply looking for death!"

As soon as the voice fell, Hong Licheng's face became more arrogant, and he shouted: "Little bastard, since you know my identity, why don't you get out!"

Ye Xinghe glanced at him coldly, and said lightly Ran smiled and said, "It's just an eighth-grade alchemist, what's there to brag about?"

The smug look on Hong Licheng's face froze instantly, and he frowned and shouted angrily: "What an arrogant pariah, how dare you despise me!"

"Kick this pariah out!"

"Kick me?"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I am also an eighth-grade alchemist, why do you chase me away?"

After hearing this, Hong Licheng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "You are an eighth-grade alchemist?"

Ye Xinghe smiled but said nothing, just staring at him coldly.

Hong Licheng showed a playful look on his face, and said with a smile: "Since you said you are also an alchemist."

"Then, do you dare to bet with me once?"

Hearing this, Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled: "Why not!"

"How do you bet?"

Hong Licheng smiled: "If I lose, this room will belong to you!"

"However, if you lose, not only will you get out of the room, I will also destroy your Dantian and throw you off the flying boat!"

Ye Xinghe shook his head and sneered, jokingly saying: "You old dog, did you break your brain from alchemy?"

"This room The wing room originally belonged to me. "

"Since you want to gamble, you might as well show some sincerity!"

"Little bastard, are you still trying to provoke me?"

Hong Licheng looked disdainful and sneered: "But even if I agree to you, what will happen?"

"If I lose, I will destroy my Dantian and jump off the airship!"

"Okay!"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "It's a deal!"

"Little bastard, you're done!" Hong Licheng was very confident and smiled sinisterly: "After one stick of incense, you will jump off!"

After that, the space ring on his finger shone brightly! A dark-as-ink tripod fell on the deck with a thud.

The tripod was covered with fine patterns, simple and mysterious! Hong Licheng said proudly, "Did you see it, little bastard?"

"This is a seventh-grade treasure, the Wuyun Mountain Cauldron!"

"Looking at the entire Great Yan Dynasty, there are no more than three people who own this kind of divine cauldron!"

Ye Xinghe glanced at it with a playful smile on his face, but did not speak.

He waved his hand gently, and a large cauldron fell from the sky! With a bang, the Xuanyang Lihuo Cauldron slammed heavily on the board.

The five-colored Xuanhuo on it jumped, and the light was dazzling! As soon as this cauldron came out, it immediately exuded a majestic aura! The black light on the Wuyun Mountain Cauldron instantly wilted, and it was actually unable to recover, as if it was afraid! Everyone's face changed suddenly, and they were extremely shocked.

Hong Licheng frowned and exclaimed: "What grade of alchemy cauldron is this? It can contain the fifth level of Xuanhuo?"

Ye Xinghe smiled proudly and said: "Ninth-grade treasure, Xuanyang Lihuo Cauldron!"

Hong Licheng's face suddenly darkened, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Before the alchemy competition even started, he had already lost! "What's the use of a good cauldron?"

Hong Licheng snorted coldly: "No matter how good the cauldron is, it's impossible for a little bastard like you to beat me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed his palm on the Molong Mountain Cauldron! The mighty power of the divine power poured into the cauldron, turning into a red flame, burning fiercely! Suddenly, waves of hot air came! Hong Licheng was originally a flaming divine power, and he had a unique advantage in alchemy.

Then, he suddenly laughed loudly: "Little bastard, watch out! No one can match my flame!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the flame in the cauldron suddenly turned purple! The hot flames suddenly surged! Seeing this, everyone showed joy on their faces and exclaimed.

"This is Master's Purple Flame Beast Fire!"

"Using beast fire to refine pills, the quality of the pills will have a qualitative leap!"

"Little waste, let's see what you can do to win!"

Ye Xinghe didn't care at all, just smiled indifferently: "A bunch of frogs in the well."

Hong Licheng took out the spiritual herbs and began to refine the pills.

But Ye Xinghe didn't move, just watched him refine the pills quietly.

The purple-robed young man sneered and mocked: "Little bastard, why don't you start refining the pills?"

"Could it be that you don't know how to refine the pills at all?"

Ye Xinghe smiled slightly and said indifferently: "I'll give him an incense stick of time."