The First Miracle Doctor in the Qin Dynasty

The hustle and bustle filled the entire hall, white on one side and black on the other, making people shudder, Wei Zhuang frowned, his expression was quite cautious, obviously he also noticed the strength of the two people in front of him.

"Sir..."

Know that you are in danger.

Han Fei immediately set his gaze on Su Yi to the side.

Ask for help.

Su Yi raised his eyebrows lightly, unmoved, but one side invited the moon and the salamander slowly got up.

A short tulle skirt for one person, bee waist and honey buttocks, black hair scattered, bright red lips. One person has a yellow long skirt, a delicate body, bangs on the forehead, and a pretty face slightly powdered, and the two of them move in a lotus step, standing in front of them expressionlessly.

It's a beautiful picture.

It's a lot of epilogue.

Seeing this scene, Han Fei and Wei Zhuang, as well as the purple woman and others, were a little stunned, and they didn't quite understand what Su Yi's approach meant, after all, the blood-clothed marquis and Yan "seven four zero" thirteen on the opposite side were both masters of the world!

Not an ordinary enemy.

Now send these two women.

Come and face the enemy.

Whether it was a little too big, but they saw that Su Yi didn't intend to explain, so they couldn't ask more, so they could only choose to believe.

"Huh... Is this what your quicksand relies on? It's ridiculous!" Looking at the shocked salamander and the invitation moon, Bai Yifei sneered twice, and at the same time, began to kill with his sword in both hands.

There are ice thorns around.

and ice-like vines.

The chill is biting.

His target was not Wei Zhuang and Han Fei, but Su Yi, who was sitting quietly drinking tea: "The account of that day, today is clear!" His tone was full of endless anger, and his eyes were also covered with frost.

Since commanding the White Armor Army.

Hereditary since becoming a marquis.

It was the first time he suffered such a big loss, not only was he defeated, but also left a mark of shame on his eyes, which has always been with him, which is a torment in his heart.

He must kill Su Yi.

Only then can you relieve hatred!

It can be said that even if he didn't kill the quicksand this time, he had to kill Su Yi!

"Hoo-la!"

The ice spread, and the white sword blade was getting closer and closer to Su Yi, like a arrow that broke through the sky, looking at the purple woman and the jade heart was terrified, but the latter was unmoved, and his face did not change.

That's it.

It's somewhere in between.

When the distance was not more than three feet, I saw a silhouette, suddenly stopped in front of Su Yi, the jade palm waved lightly, the blue internal force condensed in the palm, and with a bang, he directly stopped the sword and controlled it in the palm, so that he could not refine for half a point.

"This is..."

Sudden change.

This caused consternation to everyone present.

Incredible look at the moon.

But Zhaoyue was expressionless, low, not mixed with any emotions, her pretty face was full of indifference, and then, the other hand was also condensed internal force, aiming at Bai Yi and not face.

Where the jade palm passed, the blue light was diffused, bringing a sound of breaking wind.

"Bang!"

Bai was not surprised.

Hurriedly held the red sword to block it.

The sword body also spread a layer of cold ice.

With a sound, he directly fell back, and the layer of ice on the sword also turned into powder and fragments, and fell to the ground piece by piece.

"Step!"

"Step!"

"Step!"

Bai Yifei took five or six steps back before he stabilized his figure, he felt a tingling in his arm, his pale face, and a trace of suspicion appeared, obviously he did not expect that the woman in front of him could actually stop him!

Next to Han Fei and others.

Looking at the invitation moon.

There was also a flash of shock in their eyes, it seemed that they still underestimated Su Yi's identity, and they could have such a character to escort! Not only is he as beautiful as a flower, but this strength is also terrifying.

Last time.

Completely hidden strength.

"What did General Bai just say?" Just when the atmosphere was depressed, Su Yi showed a playful smile, scratched his ears, and said in a gesture, his expression full of contempt.

This statement came out.

Plus that expression.

Bai Yifei's face sank.

It became extremely ugly in an instant.

After he snorted lightly, he killed with his sword in both hands again, and the ice under his feet was like an ancient cold river cracking, and the momentum on his body was also half a point stronger than Fangcai.

See here.

Su Yi's eyes were in the middle.

With a flash of emotion, he could feel that Bai Yifei's strength at this time was a little stronger than that day, and he didn't know what talent he used to improve himself in such a broken time.

"Ugh!"

"Bang!"

In the face of Bai Yifei's offensive, Yueyue was not moved at all, the long skirt was long, the delicate body was tall, and between the waves of the jade palm, condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, directly cracking those ice layers, at the same time, taking the sword with his bare hands, leading to the sword light and shadow, the light was diffuse....

Let white be not.

It couldn't get close to Su Yi's body at all.

Her strength is no less than Su Yi, who does not use the three Qing together, and it is more than enough to deal with this Bai Yifei.

"So strong!"

Looking at it is not with Bai.

The invitation to fight together, Han Fei and Wei Zhuang were surprised, as for the purple woman, the jade, it was not a taste, probably a feeling of inferiority, and felt that they were a little unworthy of Su Yi.

"Still have time to watch the show?!"

Right now.

On one side, Yan Thirteen also set off, carrying a black murderous aura, the three-foot sword blade pointed directly at Wei Zhuang, reflecting the cold light of heaven and earth, Wei Zhuang was shocked, and quickly waved his shark teeth to block.

"Bell!"

Sword to sword colliding.

Stir up scorching sparks.

Wei Zhuang retreated after a blow, and Yan Thirteen followed, not giving him the slightest chance to stop, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the difference in strength between the two.

"You've already lost twice at my hands, and both times you were lucky enough to escape, but it's not more than three, this time, don't think about the good luck as before." Yan Thirteen sneered while brandishing his sword.

Fierce sword qi.

The cheeks of the shaved cheeks hurt.

Hearing this, Wei Zhuang was not afraid at all, but responded indifferently: "As a swordsman, your nonsense seems to be too much. "

"It's a pity that your strength is not 0.5 with your hard mouth. Yan Thirteen was unimpressed, the momentum on his body became stronger and stronger, and he kept climbing, wielding a sword in his hand, which was dazzling, and Wei Zhuang was breathless.

It's only been five or six moves.

There were many sword marks on the body.

Not an adversary at all.

This scene in the eyes of Han Fei and others, all of them showed worry, just when the purple woman hesitated whether to step forward to assist, at this time, one side was shocked, and the beautiful eyes flashed a hint of sluggishness, and pulled out the blade in the sheath!

The pink sword aura was overflowing.

Then.

Jumping forward, Qianying was graceful, wielding a three-foot Qingfeng, bursting out six sword qi, blocking Yan Thirteen's momentum, so that he had to temporarily avoid the edge, inevitably making Han Fei and others stunned again, especially Wei Zhuang, looking at the Qingli sword, full of incredulity.

"This is the Yue King Eight Swords Salamander?!"_

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