[Chapter 55: The Inheritor of the Dan Emperor]

Jian Ming himself also tasted it, although the Hehesan refined by the two of them was excellent, but the Hehesan refined by Dugu Bo had some advantages that could be clearly felt in terms of absorption speed and recovery amount.

Although Jian Ming had always been indifferent to victory or defeat before, when he really lost, he was also very disappointed.

On the contrary, Dugu Bo's side was very excited, and Dugu Bo himself also let out the laughter that a winner should have: "Concise, from today onwards, the title of King Dan will be given to me Dugu Bo!"

Taking a deep breath, he glanced at everyone apologetically, put away the Hundred Beasts Devouring the Heavenly Ding, and half-tilted his head a little dejectedly, waving his hand.

Dugu Bo grinned and glanced around at the silent cultivators around him: "If anyone is not convinced, I, Dugu Bo, will accept your challenge at any time." ”

A middle-aged man beside Dugu Bo with a gloomy expression and a narrow mouth said proudly: "Master, even this guy who calls himself the King of Dan is not your opponent, and the level of the alchemist here is only like this, who is worthy of challenging you, Master?"

Everyone who followed Dugu Bo also responded one after another, celebrating Dugu Bo's victory as King Dan.

Just when the faces of many Xuan cultivators in the former Song Kingdom were gloomy and they were about to leave with regret, a crisp voice lifted everyone's spirits.

"But winning against my nephew is so self-righteous that there is no one in his eyes. I don't think you clowns want to be kings, you bastards!"

From these words, people who are not stupid can hear it, and the person who speaks seems to be a concise elder!

But when everyone looked over, they were suspicious, because the person who spoke did not look like a concise elder, too young and too beautiful.

"Who are you?" Dugu Bo's eyes flashed with doubt.

Jian Ming naturally looked over, but he was suddenly stunned, and he was in a trance: "Teacher...... Teacher...... How are you?"

Jian Ming obviously regarded Long Buli as Long Buli, but he called it like this, but it made Long Buli very useful: "My good nephew, someone came to smash your field, of course I, who was my uncle, had to come to the town, although we don't fancy the title of this medicine king, but we can't just come to a jumping clown and rob him, then your face is nothing, your uncle and my face are lost, if you lose your master's face, it will be a sin." ”

Jian Ming's face was bitter, the master was dead, and he still had to face it? He didn't know what Long Buli was going to do, but he could only resign to it: "That's ...... That's ......"

Dugu Bo sneered beside him: "Where did the yellow-haired girl come from, who are you singing this play for?"

"Yellow-haired girl, aunt and grandmother can be your grandmother!" Long Buli looked at Dugu Bo with a sneer: "Old dwarf, don't be arrogant, and don't think that the title of the King of Medicine has already been hung in your name." ”

Dugu Bo's eyes flashed with a fierce light, it was a killing machine, and then he sneered: "Today I have passed the formal competition to refine the pill and defeat Jian Ming, he naturally can't be called the king of Dandao, how can this title of the king of Dan not be put under my name?"

"I said I can't, I can't!" Long Buli crossed his hands on his hips and said with a domineering face: "Jian Ming, this kid, the title of King Dan, was given by his ancestral master, without the order of my head of the Dragon Gate, no one will want to take it away!"