City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

Hearing the master's voice, a big rock fell in the heart of the ghost hand, and the rising violent aura instantly disappeared.

Like many of Fang Bai's family and friends, Guishou also had almost fanatical worship and blind confidence in Fang Bai. He believed that as soon as Fang Bai arrived, this sword formation would never help him.

what--

Ouch--

Two screams came from the two brothers Wen Xiangshan and Wen Xianghai at the same time.

Two stones, which came from nowhere, passed through the sword curtain composed of 18 soft swords, and hit the bend of the back of the two of them. Their legs were numb, their standing was unstable, and they fell on their knees Ground.

The two brothers Wen Xiangshan and Wen Xianghai were the strongest among the eighteen people who formed the sword formation. They were also the souls of the sword formation. When they knelt down, the entire sword formation was bursting with flaws.

The pressure around Guishou's body dropped sharply, and he seized the fighter and threw out Wen Xiangshan and Wen Xianghai far away.

When Wen Xiangshan and Wen Xianghai died, the remaining sixteen Yanyulou disciples suddenly became confused. They no longer had the confidence and courage to resist, so they abandoned their swords and fled.

However, when they fled to the mountain road down the mountain, they found a young man in casual clothes standing leisurely, blocking their path.

These Yanyulou disciples had seen Fang Bai for the first time. They only knew that the ghost hand was powerful, killing the host and the two elders. He was a deadly evil star, but they didn't know that Fang Bai was the ghost hand's master.

"kill!"

They were worried that the ghosts would chase and kill them, and when they saw someone obstructing the way, they didn't stop in shape and rushed towards Fang Bai directly.

From Fang Bai's body, these Yanyulou disciples couldn't sense any breath of warriors. They thought that Fang Bai was just a tourist walking in the snow and enjoying the scenery, ready to kick it away.

"Let's go back!"

Fang Bai stretched out his hand, grabbed the bare feet of the disciple of Yanyulou who rushed to the front and kicked him, and with a light force, the disciple of Yanyulou flew up with a long and tragic howl, drawing out in the air. A throw of money, and then fall to the feet of the ghost.

Without waiting for the other Yanyulou disciples to react, Fang Bai's figure swayed, as if he was in a no-man's realm. In the blink of an eye, all the sixteen Yanyulou disciples who rushed in front of him were picked up and thrown out. Fly up, fall to the feet of a ghost like a stack of Arhats.

"These people will be handled by you, I will wait for you under the mountain!"

Fang Bai said, turning around and leaving.

The north wind whizzed and the snow was flying.

In the snow, the blood stains on the bodies of Wen Xiangxin, Wen Xiangshan, and Wen Xianghai had long been solidified, and the corpses had become cold and stiff.

Their faces are desperate, hideous, frightened, distorted... all kinds of painful expressions are mixed together, which makes people shudder and shudder.

Sixteen Yanyulou disciples struggled to get up from the ground, and then knelt down in front of the ghost hands, begging for mercy.

They all know themselves, and even the top masters of the three Yanyu Towers, Wen Xiangxin, Wen Xiangshan, and Wen Xianghai, were killed one by one by the ghost hand. Where can these warriors with only the elementary strength of the profound level be the opponent of the ghost hand?

What's more, there is a Fang Bai who makes them unable to fight back, also wandering nearby, ready to support the ghost hand.

I can't beat it!

Escape, can't escape!

They can only beg for mercy if they want to survive.

Guishou looked at the sixteen Yanyulou disciples who were crawling under his feet, begging for mercy, and his eyes were full of mockery.

It is these people who once became butchers and slaughtered hundreds of disciples in Wanyao Valley. If they were not lucky, they would not escape.

Guishou still remembers that when Ten Thousand Medicine Valley was slaughtered, there were disciples who begged these people for mercy, but they were still mercilessly beheaded.

Now, it is these people's turn to kneel at their feet and beg for mercy.

"Spare? Ha... You killed my disciples of ‘Ten Thousand Medicine Valley’, but someone had mercy on them? Forgive them?"

Guishou said word by word, his eyes were cold and merciless, and murderous intent filled his chest.

"Fight with you!"

Seeing that the disciples of Yanyulou had no hope of begging for mercy, they flew up and rushed to the ghost hands with all their strength, wanting to fight to the death.

Seeing this, other Yanyulou disciples also gritted their teeth and rushed forward to besiege Guishou.

"dead!"

There was a thunderous scream from the ghost hand, and his fists were like huge hammers, constantly blasting out. From time to time, a disciple of Yanyulou was hit by his fist, blood spurted wildly, flew out, and fell to death.

The combat power of the ghost hand, even Wen Xiangxin, Wen Xiangshan, Wen Xianghai, and other high-level and mid-level profound experts, can overwhelm them, facing a dozen or so elementary-level Xuan-level martial artists who have no rules to besiege themselves. He is more fearless.

He rose to his power, roared with anger, displayed his physical skills, and rushed across the sixteen disciples of Yanyulou, as if entering the land of no one, no one could stop him.

The true essence was violent, the fists hunted, and the screams were endless. In just a few minutes, there was no one around Guishou.

The corpses of the sixteen Yanyulou disciples were lying in the snow on the ground all around. Each corpse was left with deep dents punched out by fists, showing how fierce and overbearing Guishou's fist was.

Disgusting blood is permeated in the cold air, and the large swaths of scarlet on the snow are dazzling and dazzling, making people startling.

Guishou's gaze swept over the corpses one by one, and he murmured: "Killing lives, paying for blood, this is the rule of the ancient martial world... In this battle, if I am weak, then it will be me who will die. You are weak, so you can only die!"

He stood there for a while, then turned his head to look west, murderous in all directions, his eyes became fierce again, and he clenched his fist and said, "This is the end of the hatred of Yanyulou! The next one is Qingcheng View!"

…………

Jiangnan Yanyu Tower suffered an extinction disaster, and all the masters above the profound level were slaughtered...

Overnight, the news swept through the entire world of ancient martial arts like a violent wind, shaking every warrior.

Almost all the warriors are speculating about what forces the Yanyulou has caused that caused such a disaster.

Some people even boldly infer that the destruction of Yanyu Tower may have been the work of a hidden disciple.

Because only the hidden disciples can easily slaughter the Yanyu Tower with nearly twenty Xuan-level martial artists, and replace it with any other secular ancient Wuzong sect, without this ability.

It was also said that the destruction of Yanyu Tower should have nothing to do with the hidden gate, because the Yanyu Tower was slaughtered by only a dozen Xuan-level martial artists, but the other disciples were safe and sound. This is not like the style of the hidden gate disciples.

Regardless of whether the Yanyu Tower was destroyed, whether it was done by the hidden door or not, it has aroused the vigilance of the Chinese secular ancient martial arts world.

Suddenly, all the ancient Wuzong sects were screaming, and the major sects gangs raised their alert levels one after another, and recalled all the disciples who had gone out to practice to strengthen self-protection.

Even China’s most mysterious organization "Dragon Guards" began to operate urgently, trying to find out whether the destruction of Yanyu Tower was related to the hidden disciples.

On the one hand, the two major sects of Qingcheng Temple and Shaolin, far away from Suzhou and Hangzhou, secretly sent people to the Yanyu Building to find out about the news, and on the other hand, they closed the mountain gate and strictly ordered disciples not to go out at will.

At the same time, the high-level officials of the two major sects began to meet again and again, discussing something secretly, and it was a trend that the mountains and rain were about to come.

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