Rebirth of a Counterattack: Godly Doctor Shizi Fei

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When the man saw Nianwen rescued the woman ashore, he was so angry that he yelled, "Who asked you to save her? Who asked you to save her? She should have died, this **** she should have died!"

Under Wan Ye and Zheng Zhongwen's joint hands, the man was originally in the downwind, and at this time, being distracted gave Wan Ye and Zheng Zhongwen a good opportunity.

The two swords pierced his back one by one.

A blood spewed from the man's mouth, and he grasped the two long swords with his backhand, breaking them hard, and brutally pulled out the broken sword inserted into himself.

He slowly turned around, staring at Zheng Zhongwen and Wan Zheng with **** eyes. "You don't let me live, let's die together!"

He threw away the broken sword in his hand, bitten the tip of his tongue, and a spit of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips. Then, his complexion began to change. His original black and red face suddenly became scary, and his eyes were even more scary. Bloody red like bleeding.

"Ah-ah-"

The man yelled, his shirt shattered and scattered, revealing his bruised body. On the originally very strong body, muscles seemed to be growing, like someone was blowing inward.

Wan Yan frowned, and said secretly in his heart, "Here, is he burning blood?"

Zheng Zhongwen nodded, and there was a shock in his eyes: "Yes, this is burning blood, he is a spiritual blood race."

The spirit blood tribe, this mysterious group almost forgotten by the world.

Wan Zhenchao Nianwen shouted, "Wenr, run away, go!"

The man has stopped burning blood, his figure seems to have doubled up and grown up in an instant, standing in front of them, he is like a giant.

"Want to run? I'm afraid it's not that easy."

His voice, as if emanating from Hell's Youfu, was eerie.

The catcher and the guards were shocked to retreat, retreating.

Nianwen picked up the frightened woman, and ran quietly towards the grazing horse.

The man's gaze looked at Wen'er, sneer: "Want to run?"

He raised his hand, his palm quickly gathered a strong vitality, Wan Zheng and Zheng Zhongwen saw this, and quickly rushed up.

The man waved his hand, and a huge force overturned the two instantly. "Without my own control, I killed the two **** first, then turned back and slowly packed you up."

Wan Ye covered his painful chest and asked, "Master Wang, how long can he continue to burn blood?"

Zheng Zhongwen shook his head: "I can't say clearly, the skills are profoundly different, so the holding time is also different. This person has great skills and wants to be able to persist for at least half an hour."

Half an hour is enough to kill them all.

The two struggled to get up, trying to fly up again to stop him from hurting the text. However, they suffered internal injuries at this time and could not stop the man in front of him before they shot.

Seeing that the inscription was about to fall into the hand of the madman, a white shadow suddenly fell from the sky and stood behind Nianwen, blocking the power of the madman's punch.

The fanatic's pupils shrunk, and he couldn't believe his eyes. Someone could stop his life-threatening attack. The man in front of him was still a young man, but his skill was so deep in his early twenties?

"Who are you? Advise you to be idle." The lunatic shouted.

"Gossip? I don't think this is a gossip. She is the woman I want to protect. You dare to hurt her. It seems you are the tired one."

Cloud sky at this time, like a **** in the world, suddenly appeared, saving the world in distress and bringing hope to people.