Medical Martial God

The zero-degree imaginary ground, the first planet's surface, has extreme temperatures, strong winds, and heavy snow falling from mid-air, making it difficult to walk.

Ye Xuan stared at the ice and snow world in front of her eyes, her eyes frowning tightly.

He did not expect that the space teleportation array that entered the zero-degree virtual world would be a random teleportation instead of a directional teleportation, which made him separate from the crazy monsters Lin Feng, Li Chunyang, the Murloc Queen Akasha, Qingshuang, and Qingling.

Ye Xuan retracted his gaze and looked up at the snowy sky, lost in thought.

Suddenly, a dazzling dazzling light bloomed on the sky, as if a falling meteor came in the direction he was in, making him stare, his mind moved, and the yin and yang eyes of ice and fire quietly opened.

With the opening of the glaring yin and yang eyes, the dazzling light blooming in the sky gradually became clear. They were not a falling meteor or a meteorite at all, but a famous monk.

They were dressed in uniform, with striking sword-shaped badges on their chests, holding long swords and killing Ye Xuan with the bright sword light.

Just for a moment, they rushed to Ye Xuan, and the bright sword light bloomed in Ye Xuan's eyes.

"I'm a disciple of Aozuki Jianzong, a total of thirteen!"

Ye Xuan looked cold, the cold light in his eyes flashed, the dragon blade appeared in his hand, and one side of the body avoided the attack of the sword gas. The dragon blade shouted and slammed, colliding with their weapons.

"Ding!"

The sound of the metal transfer sounded, Ye Xuan's arm shook violently, and a stronger force broke out from the dragon blade, sending two disciples of Aoyue Jianzong to Zhenfei.

Afterwards, Ye Xuan's body spun violently, and the monstrous magical energy centered on his body like a wave of fire, spreading in all directions, and shocked the disciples of Aoyue Jianzong who surrounded him.

"Pedal ..."

"So strong!"

The disciples of the proud moon sect were shocked to glide dozens of meters on the snow to stabilize their figures, raised their heads to look at the erect Ye Xuan, his eyes flashed with a dignified light.

Li Wushuang is a well-known disciple of Aoyue Jianzong. His strength has reached the level of Sanxing Wusheng, and he is now the leader of the thirteen team. Under his leadership, they have been attacked after they came to this first planet. Killing a lot of contestants, the gain was huge.

When he was leading someone to find a meeting with the disciple of Aoyue Jianzong, he did not expect to meet Ye Xuan here.

However, Ye Xuan's strength just showed him a little shocked, his face solemn!

After all, they had a total of thirteen people, but there were only three martial saints, and the remaining ten were all quasi martial saints.

Others stabilized their bodies and wanted to do something with Ye Xuan again, but they were stopped by Li Wushuang.

He stared coldly at Ye Xuan, with a cold voice in his mouth, "Ye Xuan, I didn't expect that the person we met turned out to be you. Should I say that you are lucky or unlucky?"

"You have to ask yourself!"

Ye Xuan answered coldly.

"Ye Xuan, we are not embarrassed for you. If you are acquaintances, you will hand over the treasure and spirit stone from your body, and we will let you go ..."

Li Wushuang snorted in his nose and said indifferently.

While speaking, he made a gesture to the students and fellow students around him, and they realized that he took strange steps and surrounded Ye Xuan in a strange way.

"What if I don't know you? What about you guys?"

Ye Xuan's eyes flashed with indifference.

"Then we have to kill you!"

The answer to Ye Xuan was Li Wushuang's indifferent words full of endless killing intentions: "Fight!"

"drink!"

With Li Wushuang's words falling, the disciples of Aozuo Jianzong gave a low drink, and the majestic sword swelled out from their bodies, as if a dragon of swords surrounded them, making them ten The three merged into one at this moment, forming an aggressive formation.

"Thirteen Dragon Sword Formations!"

The vocal voice was also heard from their mouths.

At this moment, Ye Xuan, who was standing in the center of the formation, seemed to be besieged by thirteen dragons, so that he had no retreat at all.

Even the thirteen dragons seemed to be able to tear him if they waved their paws.

A majestic coercion fell on him, putting him under pressure.

I have to say that Li Wushuang's thirteen sword combination is indeed powerful and strange.

Under the blessing of this sword formation, the strength of each of them has been greatly improved. Even if the high-level martial arts is trapped in this formation, they must be killed by siege by consumption.

This is why Li Wushuang and their 13 people dared to do something to Ye Xuan after they knew that Ye Xuan had the power to defeat Lin Tian.

With thirteen dragon sword formations, they are enough to fight beyond.

Nine planets in the zero-degree virtual world are loaded with surveillance. The entire battle of the gods is broadcast live. People outside can naturally see Ye Xuan's every move. Now seeing Ye Xuan being thirteen swords. The siege was trapped, and the people watching the battle were uproar.

"The Thirteen Dragon Sword Formation? This is one of Hengyun Waizong's most famous sword formations. It consists of thirteen people and is united. The breath is connected, the strengths are merged, the strength is soared, and the combat power soars like thirteen heads. The dragon is enough to let them fight across a great realm! Ye Xuan is afraid of danger. "

"The Thirteen Dragon Sword Formations are indeed famous. It seems that this disciple of Hengyun Waizong wants to completely kill Ye Xuan."

"Li Wushuang they practiced these thirteen sword formations for many years and mastered them thoroughly. They entered this zero-degree virtual realm and killed many people along the way. Ye Xuan is probably in trouble!"

"I hope Brother Xuan will escape and break their sword array!"

"Ye Xuan, come on!"

The people watching the war on the earth gripped Ye Xuan's heart, but they have seen the terror of Li Wushuang and their 13 people, and they killed more than 20 monks along the way, most of them came from the earth.

"Looks like that kid's way of closing God is over!"

Jin Siming's exquisite cheek also appeared with a sneer, and gave Zi Yao a provocative look, and smiled and opened his mouth.

But she knew the extraordinaryness of the thirteen dragon sword formations.

"Wait and see!"

Zi Yao's face did not have the slightest expression, and said coldly.

She then set her sights on the live screen.

"Ye Xuan, the last chance to surrender the treasure and spirit stone on you, we will spare you!"

Li Wushuang is at the head of the sword formation, suspended in mid-air like a dragon looking down at Ye Xuan, with a cold voice in his mouth.

"Oh, I'll give you a chance! If you kneel down and ask for mercy, I can spare you to die!"

Ye Xuan smiled coldly and said nonchalantly.

"Perplexed, die for me!"

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Li Wushuang's eyes flickered with cold light, and he uttered a sharp drink in his mouth, and even swooped down sharply. The sword in his hand pierced Ye Xuan as lightning.

At this moment, Li Wushuang turned into an old man, exposing sharp fangs, and began to bite at Ye Xuan.

Not only that, there were five other disciples of Aoyue Jianzong who rushed out at this moment, as if the dragon waved its claws and attacked Ye Xuan.

A strong sense of crisis permeated Ye Xuan's heart, and brought him a deep hidden crisis.

I have to say that Li Wushuang's sword array is not weak.

"Dora!"

At the moment when their attacks crossed, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed coldly, and his body slammed to one side, avoiding their attacks and launched a counterattack against them, but was resisted by the monks in the second wave of attacks.

These guys may have a certain amount of time in practicing the Thirteen Dragon Sword Formation, have a certain degree of preparedness, have both offense and defense, and advance in an orderly manner.

In a short period of time, Ye Xuan played a hundred rounds with them.

Although they were unable to hurt Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan was not able to break their sword array.

"Ye Xuan, don't waste your energy. Without the power of the Netherworld, we can't break our sword formation!"

Li Wushuang stared at Ye Xuan coldly, and spoke coldly.

However, if you look closely, you will find a grain of sweat on his forehead. Obviously, although the power of this sword array is huge, it is also extremely huge for them.

Don't look at him now like a dog on the surface, talking ruthlessly, but actually this guy's heart is panicking.

After all, he didn't expect Ye Xuan to persist in their sword formation for so long.

What's more terrible is that the fighting has not hurt Ye Xuan even now.

"Can't break it? You are too worthy of yourself. How can this area of ​​the sword array trap me? I was just a little curious about your sword array, just researched it!"

"As long as I want to, your sword formation can be broken at any time!"

However, what responded to Li Wushuang was Ye Xuan's indifferent and disdainful words.

Although Li Wushuang's sword formation was very strong, he really didn't take it seriously.

"court death!"

Seeing that the persuasion was invalid, Li Wushuang's eyes flashed with cold light, and his mouth uttered a sharp drink. All the sword energy in the sword array was converging towards his body at this moment, causing him to burst into momentum, beside him Form a huge stegosaurus with hundreds of feet, and then chop off Ye Xuan!

"Give me death, Jian Zhen lore: Fulong!"

"Roar!"

With Li Wushuang's sword cut out and the snow drifting, the huge sword dragon of Baizhang uttered a harsh roar as if coming alive, rushing towards Ye Xuan with endless killing intention.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan's face appeared a sneer, and did not mean to dodge, but rushed forward.

When he rushed up, the dazzling light in his eyes flickered, and the pupil color changed quietly!

Ice Fire Fantasy!

"boom!"

The next moment, a loud explosion sounded.

Under Li Wushuang's gaze of their excitement and surprise, Ye Xuan's entire body was hit by the stegosaurus and turned into snow and ice falling down.

"Hit?"

"Won?"

The sound of deep ecstasy came from their mouths.

But the scene that surprised them the next moment happened quietly.

Ye Xuan, who had been hit and broken by the stegosaurus, did not know when it appeared strangely to them, and the dazzling sword light bloomed and passed by them.

"Dora ..."

The sound of the sword breaking through the flesh sounded.

Jian Guang was passing by, Li Wushuang's thirteen were physically struck by lightning, a striking blood mark appeared on their necks, and blood spewed wildly.

The dragon blade in Ye Xuan's hand returned to the sheath, and the 13 disciples of Aoyue Jianzong, headed by Li Wushuang, were full of anger and fell down weakly!

"How ... how could this be?"

Li Wushuang fell in the snow. His face was full of deep puzzlement and fear of death. He widened his eyes and stared blankly at the upright Ye Xuan in front of him, with a puzzled expression in his mouth. The voice came out.

"You should go and report to Lord Yan."

However, it was Ye Xuan's indifferent words that responded to him.

"Well ..."

Ye Xuan's words just ended, and Li Wushuang sprayed a lot of blood in his mouth and died quietly.

"How could this be?"

"Li Wushuang they were defeated? The Thirteen Dragon Sword Formation was so broken?"

"This is too fake, isn't it? Just what happened at that moment, the satellite monitoring did not take a picture."

"Handsome, mighty! Ye Xuan is great!"

"Ye Xuan, my male god, my idol, glory for our earth people!"

Looking at Li Wushuang who died quietly, people watching the outside world exploded.

"Damn! A bunch of waste!"

Heng Tianlin was so angry that he smashed the tea cup on the table.

Jin Shiming's face also looked extremely cold and difficult to look, and he could no longer see the slightest smile.

"It looks like the Thirteen Dragon Sword Formations in your mouth are not good, Jin Siming, do you mean it?"

Zi Yao sipped a glass of red wine leisurely and said saltily.

Jin Si's face was iron-blue, and he said coldly, "It's just that guy's luck, next time he won't have such good luck! Huh!"

The first planet of the zero-degree virtual world, Ye Xuan looked indifferently at Li Wushuang's corpses on the ground, and a huge suction burst out, and the storage ring on their hands flew into Ye Xuan's hands automatically.

After some investigation, Ye Xuan's face was full of smiles.

The thirteen guys did not know how many contestants were robbed and robbed along the way. Together, they had a total of two billion inferior spirits and some fairly good healing elixir.

After collecting the booty, Ye Xuan was about to step away, but some cold voices rang quietly at this moment.

"Brother Ye's strength is truly extraordinary. He can break the thirteen sword arrays of Aoyue Jianzong with his own strength. He is truly unparalleled, the son of Tianjiao!"

"I have something to ask Brother Ye for cooperation. I wonder if Brother Ye is interested?"