I'm Really an Alchemist

Violent fluctuations grew with the turbulent qi, the seal of the body was lifted, and the surging power filled the limbs and bones, as well as the brain.

"I am the emperor of the universe!"

The furious king stepped forward, and the huge force stepped on the space to create ripples, splitting the air into condensed shells, tearing everything around, forming gushing wind blades.

Frozen demons have multiple transformations.

Frieza has completely mastered the transformation of the final form, but Kurd remains in the transformation state of the second form.

This is because his power in his current state is not weaker than Frieza's final form.

It is because he cannot grasp the power of the final form!

"Are you finally going to use all your strength?" Ribs Fan stretched out his arms to block the oncoming wind pressure, his expression finally brightened.

He doesn't care about the interstellar war in the human world.

He just wants to practice martial arts and fight against the strong!

But in the underworld, there hasn't been an opponent who makes him qualified to use his full strength for a long time!

"That's it, that's it!"

Spare ribs clenched his fists tightly, and erupted with an aura no less than Kurdish liberation combat power. Two rays of light tore the night apart, like two small suns rising far away, and the leakage of power formed a violent tornado.

Shatter the clouds, smash the rocks, shake the earth.

"Death to me!"

Kurd appeared in front of Ribs Fan as if he had torn apart the space. His fist blatantly smashed through the air and hit the Martial Daoist's chin.

The Martial Daoist opened his mouth and spattered light-colored blood, raised his head, slashed across a beautiful parabola, and rushed to the sky.

But the emperor is faster.

His figure dragged out an afterimage, flickered towards the sky, and appeared in front of Ribs Fan, his frighteningly strong arms clenched into fists, energy was stored in his waist, his legs were slightly pressed, and his spine trembled violently.

All the power is transmitted to the arms through the spine.

At this moment, the muscles expanded three times.

"Hundred Crack Punch!"

Kurd was like a ferocious beast, with a violent aura that changed the sky, and a ferocious smile escaped from the corner of his mouth.

Fists, like dense raindrops, bombarded Ribs Fan.

At this moment, the huge force enough to shatter the island continuously impacted the underworld martial artist, and Kurd swung his power recklessly, blasting out [-] punches in one thousandth of a second.

This is the true strength of a cosmic powerhouse!

Without energy, just strength is enough to split mountains and seas.

boom!

The pork ribs hit the ground like a meteorite.

The stone pillars tens of meters high were destroyed by the aftermath, and the solid ground was pulled out of a gully thousands of meters, as if a giant ax had cut a deep canyon on the ground.

"Your father won."

Daji looked up at the high-spirited emperor in the night sky, her eyes full of appreciation.

It is this kind of power, this kind of domineering.

This is my favorite king!

The restrained Frieza was also observing the battle. He was startled by his father's hidden power, but when he looked at the canyon on the ground, his gaze became more solemn.

"Father can't win."

Daji was stunned.

Frieza said: "Father's strength is very strong, but the enemy didn't take it seriously at all. For him, this battle is not even a warm-up!"

It seemed to set off Frieza's words.

The canyon vibrated, large rock walls shook down, and the dazzling white light, like the morning sun, pierced through the cracks.

The wind is howling.

Kurd's proud expression froze on his face. He looked at the light slowly rising from the canyon, felt the power so powerful that it made him tremble, and hot sweat broke out on his forehead.

call out!

The light was torn apart, and the martial artist from the underworld appeared in front of the emperor in the blink of an eye.

His eyes were burning with fighting intent, and his hands clawed at him fiercely.

Kurd's eyes moved, and he managed to track the opponent's speed. He punched up with both fists, but he was caught in the palm of his hand by Ribs. Even though he urged the huge force in his body, he couldn't break free.

boom!

The pork ribs hit Kurd's smooth forehead, making him dizzy.

"You bastard!"

When did Kurd taste such humiliation, he mustered all his strength, trying to break free from the claw-like hands of the pork ribs.

"Is your strength just like this?"

Pork Ribs Fan looked at the struggling emperor with disappointment on his face.

"I didn't even use half of my strength!"

He withdrew his palm with lightning speed, squeezed it into a fist, and smashed it on Kurd's face.

It was like the loud noise of bombing.

Layers of air waves appeared in the air.

The emperor didn't have any chance to fight back. He was blasted thousands of meters with a huge flame, his cheeks were swollen, and the power in his body operated spontaneously, trying to stop this majestic charge.

But the Underworld Martial Daoists are faster.

Ribs stepped on the air with both legs, and before the sound of the air explosion spread, he faced the knocked Kurd at a relative speed.

The emperor raised his head and could see the disappointment in the eyes of his enemies.

humiliation.

anger.

Powerless.

Negative emotions entangled Kurd's mind, his eyes began to turn red, and the qi wrapped around him exploded like flames.

"Don't use that look—"

Kurd clenched his fists tightly, and let out a furious roar from his throat. White air swept through his fists, and the ferocious appearance of the primordial ferocious beast could be vaguely seen.

"Look at me!"

Accompanied by the roar, it was the roar of a ferocious beast, carrying fists of unrivaled strength, and bombarded towards the underworld martial artist.

Facing the last dignity of the enemy, the disappointment in the eyes of Pork Ribs finally disappeared.

Instead, respect.

Although the enemy is not strong enough, the momentum of the enemy has won his respect.

To respond with respect is to fight back with all your strength.

Pork Ribs clenched his fists and collided with Kurd's punch.

boom! ! !

It was like two planets colliding in the void. In an instant, there was endless light and heat, and the wind pressure enough to tear everything apart.

This cluster of strong light overwhelmed the sun in the vacuum.

This wave of wind pressure swept the entire planet.

The ignorant citizens who stayed in the city were swept by the strong wind and lay on the ground in fear. The soldiers who observed the battle were trembling with fear from the incomparable power.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Staring at the light in the distance, the Galaxy Patrolman stabilized his body in the howling wind, roaring excitedly.

"Aren't you ready to make a move?" Daji ignored the gale in front of him, and looked at the imperial prince with a complicated tone, her eyes flickering with danger: "If you hesitate any longer, your father will die!"

Frieza silently watched the fighting lights in the sky.

The pure white light gradually faded away.

Kurd's white body was covered with tiny scars, like broken porcelain being firmly bonded together, and dark red blood spurted out from the scars. Under such injuries, he still retained the strength to breathe.

Kurd fell heavily to the ground.

He opened his eyes, looked at the underworld martial artist approaching, smiled wryly and sighed.

The pork ribs rice was just disheveled, he didn't even have shortness of breath, and his expression was calm.

"How can there be a monster like you in this world?" Kurd raised his scarred arm, "If I beg for mercy now, will you let me go?"

Ribs Fan said calmly: "This war will only end if you die."

Kurd lowered his arms, even though the ending was already known, he still wanted to fight for the chance of surviving.

But from the battle between the two sides, he knew that the other party could not let him go.

I didn't expect my ending to be so ridiculous. In the capital of the empire, I was defeated by the enemy on the spot!

Kurd closed his eyes, fatigue hit his mind, he gave up everything, and fell into a deep sleep.

Pork Ribs waited until he was unconscious before raising his palm, and a sharp breath came out from his arm.

"rest in peace!"

He raised his arms high.

laugh--

The blood spurted out.

Ribs Fan's eyes were dull, his blood spurted, his arm flew high, flew out, and hit the ground dully.

"Who is it?!" The Martial Daoist grabbed the joint of the severed arm with one hand, cauterized the wound with air, and blocked the loss of blood. He turned his head angrily and terrified, and two figures appeared on the ground destroyed by the battle.