I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy Chapter 149 - 139: First Battle of Foundation Building3

Chapter 149: Chapter 139: First Battle of Foundation Building_3

Translator: 549690339

At this mont.

Both of them had a change of expression at the sa ti.

Gu Zhijing’s face changed drastically. He couldn’t believe what he had just seen, but he had managed to lead the Gu family in Nanhuai City from an ordinary Qi Cultivation family to a Foundation Establishnt Stage Cultivation family, showing his determination and ruthlessness.

He exploded one of his fingers and blood gushed into the black tower. From the black tower, a bloody hand appeared and with a speed Han Yi couldn’t react to, it swiped horizontally, directly swatting away the Green Reed Sword at extre speed.

However, swatting away this top-quality Sword Tool was the limit of what the bloody hand could do, and it swiftly withdrew back into the black tower, showing no signs of life.

As for Han Yi, his change of expression was a bit of disbelief.

Because, in his eyes, this Foundation Establishnt Stage Cultivator could only be described with one word: “weak”.

So weak, it didn’t seem like the Foundation Establishnt stage.

He suddenly realized that when the old Foundation Establishnt Cultivator appeared just now, the air of decay hidden within his imposing aura was similar to what he had seen in Daofu City. It was from the Daqian Sky Bureau’s old Foundation Establishnt Stage Cultivator, and while he wasn’t as close to his end as that elder, they weren’t far apart.

This was a sign of walking the downhill path of Immortal cultivation and the end of one’s lifespan approaching.

Yin-Yang Soul Nourishing Pill, the Gu family, evil elixirs, old Cultivators, Foundation Establishnt stage, and the approaching end…

These keywords seed to form a line and presented themselves before Han Yi, but he still felt that sothing was missing, so crucial reason. Why was it a disciple of the Xuandan Sect?

With his thoughts floating, Han Yi rged his fingers and the swatted away Green Reed Sword fell back onto his back.

Then, his body shook and he exploded backward.

Peak Mastery, Light Body Technique.

After the previous attempt, the opponent could do nothing to Han Yi, but he wasn’t sure he could kill the opponent either. Besides, he didn’t know if the opponent had so trump cards. So he chose to retreat since Gu Zhijing was as good as dead anyway.

Gu Zhijing, who had ground his teeth and shattered his finger, had his eyes filled with murderous intent and wasn’t letting it go. He was about to launch another attack.

But at this mont.

A cold snort sounded from high above.

“Enough.”

Then, a figure appeared in an instant between the two of them.

Both Han Yi, who was making his way away, and Gu Zhijing, who was about to attack, stopped in their tracks.

Subsequently, their reactions were completely opposite.

Gu Zhijing scread in terror and turned to flee, while Han Yi heaved a sigh of relief.

The person who had arrived was Fu Canghai, whom Han Yi had t before.

Fu Canghai watched as Gu Zhijing fled for his life, just shaking his head slightly. Then, with a wave of his hand, a burst of flas ignited in mid-air, transforming into a fire dragon in the blink of an eye. The fire dragon leaped forward, covering several hundred ters in an instant, swallowing the horrified Gu Zhijing whole.

A strange, sharp cry rose from the flas, not coming from Gu Zhijing, but from the baffling black tower in his hand.

In less than three breaths, Gu Zhijing, the mysterious black tower in his hand, and even the storage bag on his body had all turned to ashes, leaving no trace.

The fire dragon returned, glanced at Han Yi, who felt as if the blazing eyes of the fire dragon held so sort of intelligence, and then it burrowed into Fu Canghai’s sleeve.

From the mont Fu Canghai snorted coldly to when he put away the fire dragon, it was no more than three breaths.

Three breaths ago, Gu Zhijing wanted to chase and kill Han Yi, who believed he couldn’t win but could escape without any problem.

Three breaths later, Gu Zhijing was dead without a trace.

Life changes, completely unpredictable.

“Greetings, Master Fu.”

During the previous encounter on the Immortal Boat, Feng Jingyu called Fu Canghai “Master Fu”, so Han Yi followed suit.

Fu Canghai looked at Han Yi but didn’t speak. Instead, he examined Han Yi ticulously, as if appraising a piece of raw jade, making Han Yi’s hair stand on end.

After a long while, he finally said, “Not bad, very good indeed. No wonder Master Yuan wanted to tag along with you on this trip.”

“Indeed, worthy of being soone he esteems. His vision is far superior to the

rest of us..”