The Strongest Medical Immortal in the City

This evil slave seems to have been used to this tone, and also used to being so arrogant and domineering in front of future generations.

However, they do have this ability.

Because, after the death of ordinary people, they have no power, and they have already occupied resources and inherited.

Therefore, they are proud and proud, and the descendants have no room for resistance.

Because of this, the world is actually very real and very cruel.

but--

He provoked Fang Chuan.

"Ha ha."

Fang Chuan sneered: "Are you so vicious to every descendant?"

"wrong."

The evil slave shook his head: "Some people have excellent initial conditions and extraordinary talents. They are the key objects of the family. They will definitely be able to do great things in the future. We naturally cannot deal with them like this."

He paused and smiled evilly: "For those who have neither excellent initial conditions nor extraordinary talents, we will seriously educate them and let them know the truth of this world."

He added: "I am doing this for their good."

He said so so enthusiastically that he didn't notice Fang Chuan's face pale, and the murderous aura exuding from his body was just as real.

Fang Chuan knew that his father and his grandfather were ordinary people, and he already knew that his father's birth conditions were average.

Therefore, his father and grandfather are exactly the target of this kind of bullying.

"It's a pity." Fang Chuan looked at the triumphant slave and shook his head.

"What a pity?" The evil slave frowned and seemed to have lost his patience.

"Unfortunately, you haven't had time to say goodbye to your friends. You will end your sinful life, and it will last forever."

After Fang Chuan finished speaking, the corner of his mouth evoked a slight arc of indifference.

"Humph!" The evil slave snorted coldly.

boom--

However, Fang Chuan started, it was just a simple movement, with a flick of his fingers, a force of force penetrated.

"Not good!" The evil slave immediately felt the terrible crisis and the terrible sense of oppression at that moment.

Fang Chuan's power blasted on the evil slave, and with a loud bang, his whole body exploded and turned into ashes.

Yuan Ying Realm Eightfold?

In front of Fang Chuan, it was just rubbish.

"Ok?"

Fang Kui and the others, who hadn't sprinted into the city, heard a loud noise. They thought that the minion was too much, and shot the kid to an explosion.

This man is a friend of Li Yuanba, at least he can't kill him directly, right?

But when he turned his head, his face suddenly changed.

The evil slave is gone, Fang Chuan still stands proudly by the moat, and through a very long distance, smiles disdainfully at him.

"My patience has been exhausted on this minion."

As Fang Chuan spoke, he lifted into the air above the walls of Fangcheng, exuding a monstrous aura, and the aura that shrouded him was like a mountain.

Boom, boom——

At that moment, Fang Kui and the horses under the seats squatted on the ground one by one, roaring.

Fang Kui and the others were almost embarrassed and fell to the ground.

They felt Fang Chuan's terrifying power.

"not good!"

"Look down at this kid!"

Fang Kui and the others trembled with fright, finally stood firm and looked into the sky, like Fang Chuan dazzling with the sun, and stormy waves were born in their hearts.

"What to do?" one of them asked.

"Defense, defense!"

Fang Kui quickly roared: "The unfilial son is about to attack our Fangcheng, everyone is ready!"

His voice traveled far.

Fang Chuan's face was cold, he just watched Fang Kui's performance, and then sneered: "For the sake of the Fang clan, let you be ready."

For a while, everyone in Fangcheng was alarmed. Some people looked outside the city and some guards had already arrived on the wall.

The battle mode of the underworld is relatively simple, similar to the realm of cultivation, and somewhat similar to wars in ancient times.

One after another, huge ballistas were placed on the city wall, and Mingshi was placed in them, which immediately made the ballistas full of lethality.

These magic weapons were made by skilled craftsmen in the underworld, and they were expensive. They were essential products for every family to protect the family.

Some archers from the Nascent Soul Realm have also been in place, and some people holding wands are standing behind the archers, exuding elemental auras.

If you only look at the combat power, the combat power of the underworld is indeed higher than the combat power of the earth's army.

Everyone has a strong power and a clear division of labor. Even if some powerful monks who leave the Aperture Realm come, I am afraid they will only come back.

This is also Fang Kui's confidence!

Especially those emperors who have experienced war, they know deeply how limited a person's power is on the battlefield.

And how powerful an army is.

but--

They can't avoid it, a figure of ten thousand enemies.

"You are a qualified person. When you come down, let's talk about it. I can apologize for my previous attitude."

Fang Kui looked at Fang Chuan with a sincere look.

However, he could not deceive Fang Chuan at all, in other words, few people could deceive Fang Chuan.

Fang Chuan looked at him, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he shook his head: "It seems that you are ready, since that's the case, I'll do it."

boom--

He raised his hand, pressed a palm down, and with a tearing whistling sound, a huge palm condensed and rushed towards the city like a stormy wave.

"Archer, mysterious arrow!"

With an order, the archers immediately mobilized the power in their bodies and displayed their bow and arrow art, and dazzling rays of light burst from their hands.

Each arrow light is like a shooting star, carrying tremendous power and piercing Fang Chuan's big hand.

Boom, boom——

The violent explosion sounded continuously, but Fang Chuan's terrifying infuriating hand shattered all the arrow lights with a force of destruction.

Boom!

Almost instantly, the big hand slapped on the city wall, and a scream came, and the archers on the city wall were immediately beaten up and down.

The city wall banged and exploded, and a large wall collapsed.

Everyone was shocked to the extreme.

If the archers weren't Fang Chuan and didn't go all out, they might have exploded and died.

However, it was not easy for them. In a moment, everyone was seriously injured, one by one fell to the ground and vomited blood.

"Spell attack!"

"The Desolate Thunder!"

A uniform voice was emitted from the mouths of these people, and a dazzling light suddenly appeared above the sky.

One by one, thunder gathered on the sky, and then burst open, as if possessing the power to destroy the world.

Boom, boom——

Fang Chuan was enveloped.

"Ha ha."

However, when everyone thought their mage team succeeded, a light pierced through the thunder torrent.

Shocking prices!

At that moment, all the thunders were suddenly annihilated.

The sky was almost torn apart.

Fang Chuan stood up between the sky and the earth, looked down faintly, and shook his head: "You let me down, the city wall will be destroyed." He said, with a punch.