I'm Really an Alchemist

The participation of martial arts masters from the underworld caused a shocking reversal of the tilted balance.

These Martial Daoists who practiced in the underworld possessed powerful forces that the Frozen Empire could not understand. They generally possessed hundreds of thousands of combat power, and even had millions of combat power at the top.

Although each can only exist for twenty-four hours.

But it can already lead a war!

In the Frozen Empire, except for the Kurds and his sons, no one has a million-level combat power.

The outcome can be imagined.

The Kurdish elite team, thousands of cannon fodder fighters, was vulnerable to the underworld martial artist who turned out to be born.

The Galactic Empire, carrying the anger, stepped on the corpses of the feared warriors, launched almost countless starships, encroached on foreign territories, and slaughtered foreign peoples.

War is not to be pitied.

The capital star of the Galactic Empire, the government palace.

The new king sat on the throne in an obedient manner, with his hands on his knees, like a primary school student listening carefully to a class.

"Thanks to the help of Lord Brave, we can fight back against the brutal Kurdish army!"

"I also have to thank Lord Kai!"

Under the throne is the high-level praise of the underworld martial arts masters.

Jake looked around and felt that no one was paying attention to him, so he crossed his legs on the throne and propped his head up.

Let's be honest, being a king is far less fun than being a Galactic Patrolman.

If the sheriff hadn't promised me that as long as I survived this period of time, I would be able to open the back door and become a full-fledged patrol member without taking the test, so I wouldn't have taken on such a boring task!

Jacques is very smart, he knows that he is just a puppet, a tool to stabilize the morale of the army.

It's just that this tool is not well done!

"Master Warrior!"

The police chief of the Galaxy Patrol clenched his fists, strode out, and said in a deep voice to the underworld martial artist: "The longer this war drags on, the more lives will die. Everything that is happening today is caused by the Kurds!"

"As long as we can kill the Kurds, this unwarranted war will stop, and the Frozen Empire will disintegrate and collapse!"

The Underworld Martial Daoist concentrated on his thoughts and nodded.

Seeing that his proposal had been approved, the sheriff was even more excited. He waved his fist and pushed hard into the air, as if hitting Kurd in the face.

"Among the Galaxy Patrol, there is a member who accompanied the King of the Galaxy to Feiji and met Kurd. If he accompanied and guided him, then you, Mr. Warrior, will kill Kurd on the spot!"

"Then this will all end!"

The sheriff's words resonated with other ministers.

The underworld martial artist said: "Defeating the Kurds can indeed end the war, but I can't!"

Seeing that everyone's expressions changed slightly, he explained with a smile: "My power is far inferior to Kurd's, not to mention that I only stay in this world for less than four hours.

However, I know a martial artist, he is very strong! "

The sheriff said hesitantly: "Can you defeat the Kurds?"

The underworld martial artist said to himself: "Yes, he is the strongest person I have ever seen, I believe no one can defeat him!"

Someone asked cautiously: "Master Warrior, does the person you mentioned have a legend left in the world?"

"I'm not sure about this. He is a martial artist born in the West Galaxy, and he is also the strongest fighter in the hands of the King of the West Realm."

"He called it rib rice!"

.....

The lights of the city are dotted.

In the quiet night, the heaven and the earth are covered, the stars are endless, and the mind is relaxed and happy.

Even now that the war is intensifying, the capital of the Frozen Empire is still peaceful. If the flames of war burn here, it will mean the collapse of this huge empire.

And on the pitch-black hill, someone stared at the peaceful city, their eyes lit up with fire.

That is anger.

Can't wait to destroy the anger of the city!

The Galaxy Patrolman didn't expect that he would set foot on Phegee again one day. Although it didn't represent victory, it also made him feel excited from the bottom of his heart, and his blood was trembling with excitement.

He pointed at the magnificent and gorgeous buildings in the city, suppressing his anger.

"Master Pork Ribs, that is the Kurdish Palace!"

In the darkness, a green-skinned man wearing a long crown and a white robe walked out. His expression was very indifferent, his eyes were calm, and he was no different from ordinary people except for the halo of the dead on his head.

"I see, you go away!"

"Master Pork Ribs, don't you need me to help you?"

Pork Ribs stared at the palace in the distance, the wind that came from nowhere, rolled up the white corners of his clothes, the air in his body rolled like a raging sea wave, rose, rushed out of the body, and repelled everything around him.

The ground is shaking.

The wind is howling.

The night is torn apart.

The Galaxy Patrolman was pushed tens of meters away by this aura, shocked and excited.

With this underworld martial artist, he will definitely be able to defeat Kurd and avenge Lord Galaxy King!

"I can feel his strength." Pork Ribs turned his head slightly, and said to the Galaxy Patrolman, "It's strong, but not enough. I don't want to fight in the city, and many people will die."

After speaking, he rushed to the sky proudly.

Unscrupulously radiate their own breath.

The flame-like gas field formed a huge lighting body, even the starry sky was eclipsed by it.

In the city, the lights lit up bit by bit, one by one.

"Come on, if you are the master of this empire, do what you should do!"

The rib rice whispered in a low and expectant voice.

In the center of the empire, a powerful body of power was detected. This incalculable combat power caused the staff to fall into chaos.

in the palace.

The emperor woke up from his sleep, he flapped his tail, his expression solemn and angry.

"How dare you challenge me!"

The enraged emperor, wrapped in an unparalleled powerful aura, smashed through the palace, shining like Halley's comet in the dark night sky, and sprinted towards the challenger who released his breath.

Two powerful forces directly shattered the combat power measuring device at the center of the empire.

Pork Ribs showed a satisfied smile, and with a twist of his waist, the majestic power burst out suddenly, like the roar of a fighter plane, and flew towards the barren wilderness amidst the ear-piercing sound of the air.

Two rays of light vying for the brilliance engaged in a chasing battle.

Like a fearful holy sword, splitting the night sky, two long waves chased back and forth, and the majestic force tore apart the dark clouds.

"That's it, Kurd!"

A fighting spirit ignited in the pork ribs fan's heart.

He stopped in the night sky for an instant, waiting for his opponent to arrive.

Another ray of light came with majestic momentum. The emperor stayed on the opposite side, maintaining a moderate distance of [-] meters. His eyes were filled with cold killing intent, and his thick tail slapped the air.

"You are strong."

Kurd finally spoke. In the short chase, he had figured out the strength of his opponent.

It is an opponent that has never been seen before.

Seeing the halo above Ribs Fan's head again, Kurd finally understood.

"Yes, I am strong!"

Pork Ribs spread his hands, and calmly responded to the emperor's caution: "I can feel the power hidden in your body, you haven't fully released it yet, I can wait for you."

"Don't underestimate me, you bastard!"

When Kurd raised his hand, a ray of purple light pierced from between his fingers, piercing through the air in panic. The extreme high temperature scorched the puncture site instantly, and the heat rose sharply, appearing in front of Ribs Fan in an instant.

call out!

The ray passed through the afterimage left in place by the pork ribs, and directly cut off a stone pillar hundreds of meters away.

"Use your true strength!"

Ribs approached Kurd with his back to his back, raised his left hand lightly, received the emperor's frightened reflexive kick, lifted the opponent as if he were a bat, and threw it towards the distance.

PS: Thank you for the blade of Dream Chaser, and thank you for being Ouhuang’s spicy strips

Chapter 329 Chapter 85 Regent Frieza

"So strong!"

Kurd only felt that he was thrown out by Peiran's huge force, the scenery beside him became blurred lines, and the strong wind howled towards his face.

It took him dozens of seconds to buffer this force.

Kurd rolled in the air and stopped in mid-air. He turned his head to look at the underworld martial artist, and found that the other party was still in the same place.

The distance between the two has exceeded [-] meters!

Ten thousand meters apart, you can see the light-colored arc at the end of the horizon, which is the symbol of the planet.

Thousands of meters away, you can see the calmness in the expression of Ribs Rice.

This calm made Kurd start to get angry and tremble.