City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

Han Xingyu originally thought that there would be a fierce battle between Fang Bai and Zu Tiangang and the others, but she didn't expect the victory or defeat in a blink of an eye, and she didn't even have a chance to "give charcoal in the snow".

Han Xingyu felt helpless and couldn't help but smile.

However, Han Xingyu's admiration and admiration by Fang Bai's powerful strength strengthened her determination to persuade the sect master to lift the two sisters from Linghu.

Fang Bai was able to defeat Zu Tiangang and other Ziyan sect powerhouses, so the high-level members of the Profound Girl Sect could not be his opponents. For such a powerhouse, even if he could not befriend him, he would never offend him.

"Patriarch, you are defeated!"

Fang Bai looked at Zu Tiangang, who had a bleeding in his mouth and nose, and said indifferently.

"It's... it's over... it's... it's over..."

Zu Tiangang was defeated by Fang Bai, and suffered a double blow to his body and spirit. He was a bit muddled for a while, standing swayingly, repeating the words "lost" and "finished" in his mouth.

Zu Tiangang knew that his own high-level sects had lost, and Ziyan Sect would have ended.

The thirteen Ziyanzong Hong-class powerhouses behind Zu Tiangang were seriously injured one by one, and it was already difficult to restore to their peak state. They sat on the ground, some looked silent, some looked desperate, some yelled, some I want to struggle to stand up and continue to resist.

"Huh!"

Fang Bai suddenly shouted loudly, like a thunderbolt in the blue sky, exploding in Zu Tiangang's ears.

Zu Tiangang was full of spirits, and then he came back to his senses.

"Patriarch, what else do you have to say?"

Fang Bai looked at Zu Tiangang coldly and asked.

Zu Tiangang's face was pale, his heart was full of despair, and he smiled miserably: "The winner, the loser. What else can I say? This is the largest sect in the Thousand Lakes Kingdom, and it belongs to your Bitao Martial Arts Academy. Ha...haha... …My ancestor Tiangang has become a sinner of the ages of the Ziyan Sect... I damn... I damn..."

"You really deserve to die! Not only you, but also the thirteen high-level members of the Purple Flame Sect behind you, all deserve to die!"

Fang Bai smiled, showing a row of snow-white teeth, but that smile with a chilling murderous aura, said: "The world of martial arts, the weak and the strong eat, this is the eternal rule. You are defeated, so you are about to die! "

An elder of the Purple Flame Sect sternly said: "Fang Bai, according to the rules of the Zongmen Convention, if you win, it will be your Bitao Martial Academy who will sit on the seat of the largest sect in the Thousand Lakes Kingdom. The killer? Your heart is so vicious that it will chill the disciples of the major sects present! I am afraid that your Purple Flame Sect will also find it difficult to convince the crowd in the future!"

"Vicious-hearted?"

Fang Bai seemed to have heard a big joke, raised his head to the sky and laughed, then his eyes were cold, and he stared at the elder of the Purple Flame Sect and said, "Excuse me, this elder, if I lose this battle, you will be merciful and not kill. Am I? Will you allow several Bitao Wuyuan disciples on the scene to return to the Bitao Wuyuan alive? Will you not take revenge on the Bitao Wuyuan?

Fang Bai asked several questions in succession, and the elder of the Purple Flame Sect was speechless, and he couldn't speak.

The elder didn't say anything, but the disciples of the major sects at the scene understood it all.

With the Ziyanzong's behavior style, if this battle is defeated in vain, it must be wiped out.

On the other hand, Ge Feng and other disciples of Bitao Wuyuan at the scene would never return to Bitao Wuyuan alive.

After that, Ziyanzong would definitely retaliate wildly against the Greenery Martial Arts Academy. The senior leaders of the Greenery Martial Arts Academy and the talented disciples with good talents, don't even think that one can live.

In the end, even if the Bitao Wuyuan was not destroyed, it would fall into a state of disintegration, and there would be no chance of getting ahead.

So Fang Bai did this, and none of the major sect disciples at the scene felt wrong, but took it for granted.

Of course, even if someone is dissatisfied, they would never dare to raise an objection. This Thousand Lakes Kingdom is about to change. Who would be so stupid to offend Fang Bai and Bitao Wuyuan?

"Fang Bai, killing too many people will hurt the heavens, and you will be punished by the heavens! You take my life and let go of the other Purple Flame Sect disciples!"

Zu Tiangang knew that he was bound to die, and he refused to accept softly and begged for mercy, and said sharply.

"God?"

Fang Bai smiled and said, "In my eyes, the way of heaven is also controlled by the strong and the victor! And I, the strong and the victor, can control your destiny!"

His words are full of domineering, if they are placed before the confrontation with Zu Tiangang and others, perhaps everyone on the scene will think that he is arrogant and boundless, but now, no one thinks so.

After Fang Bai finished speaking, he approached Zu Tiangang step by step with a surge of murderous intent.

Just when everyone thought that Fang Bai was going to kill Zu Tiangang, Fang Bai suddenly stopped and looked at the entrance of the martial arts field, frowning, as if feeling something.

All the martial artists at the scene turned their heads and followed Fang Bai's gaze to the entrance of the martial arts venue.

"It is not you, but us who can control their destiny!"

A clear and melodious voice suddenly sounded over the martial arts arena, and it clearly spread to the ears of every warrior on the scene. Except for Fang Bai, hundreds of warriors had a sense of dizziness, almost unable to stand. stable.

Following that sound, two figures, one tall and one short, appeared at the entrance of the martial arts venue, walking side by side towards the stone platform.

Their pace is not fast, but one step is a distance of tens of meters, as flowing as clouds and flowing water, like a gust of wind passing by, and in a blink of an eye they have passed by the eyes of the major sect disciples and stood on the stone platform. Zu Tiangang on the side facing Fang Baimian.

The speed of these two people is astonishing, even if it is a Hong-level perfect power like Zu Tiangang, it is beyond the dust, and only a Zhou-level powerhouse can do it.

After the originally desperate Zu Tiangang saw the faces of the two tall and short, his expression suddenly revealed surprise and ecstasy, and said in a voice that almost cried: "Two seniors, save me!"

The two people, one tall and one short, gave Zu Tiangang a contemptuous look, and said in unison: "Trash!"

"Yes! Yes! I am a trash! I am a trash! As soon as the two seniors arrive, my life will be saved, and our Ziyan Sect will not worry too much!"

In front of two people, one tall and one short, Zu Tiangang did not dare to refute, nor did he dare to show any unhappiness. He was cleverly like a dog wagging its tail, nodding and bending over, with a very respectful attitude.

The two people, one tall and one short, ignored him, looking at Fang Bai with interest.

Fang Bai is also looking at them.

The two men who came suddenly, one tall and one short, were both around forty years old. They wore the same white robes and had a similar atmosphere of warriors. They were obviously disciples from the same sect, but their appearances were very different. People looked funny.

The tall man is more than 1.9 meters tall, tall and stalwart, dressed in a white robe, handsome, but he has an extremely ugly face, and he will have nightmares when he looks at it more.

The short man is less than one meter tall and looks like a dwarf, but with fair skin, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and handsome appearance. If you only look at his face, he definitely deserves the three words "beautiful man".

Two men like this stand together, it's hard not to make people impressed.