The Strongest Medical Immortal in the City

"what?"

"Did Taishan King arrive so soon?"

The faces of the three of Li Yuan and his son were surprised. Fang Chuan hadn't solved Sen Luojun, and King Taishan was coming.

If Fang Chuan fails, they are finished.

"You don't need to be nervous."

Sen Luojun glanced at Li Yuan and his son with a pair of winning tickets in hand, "No one can run away, no one can run away!"

"A lot of nonsense."

Fang Chuan shook his head and said in a harsh tone: "When you touched my grandfather and made him suffer, you were already dead."

"Huh!" Sen Luojun sneered. In fact, after receiving Li Yuan's news, he immediately notified King Taishan.

But Taishan King said he rushed over immediately.

Therefore, he is not afraid at all.

He doesn't believe that so many powerful people in his Senluo Mansion can't hold back Fang Chuan?

"I said you die, you must die, there is no chance of survival."

Fang Chuan sneered, and suddenly shook the void, a thunder blast, and when everyone was startled, Sen Luojun let out a roar.

"help me!"

The crowd listened to Sen Luojun's cry and looked over quickly, and immediately found Sen Luojun's body was wrapped in a pale golden light.

Invisible, it was like a big hand, grabbing him fiercely.

His body was trembling, he seemed to be struggling hard, a strong breath came out, but it didn't help.

"the host!"

"kill!"

Eighteen of Sen Luojun's subordinates immediately divided into two groups, and the nine of them hurriedly blasted at the infuriating spirit that wrapped Sen Luojun.

The other nine people came to Fang Chuan.

"Ants."

Fang Chuan looked at these nine murderous people, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he shook his head, as if he didn't put them in his eyes at all.

He said, reaching out and grabbing.

Thunders appeared in the air, turned into big hands, and slapped them banging.

"not good!"

"Help!"

These nine people are all masters of the third and fourth layers of the Aperture Realm. They rushed over, with a fierce aura that could not be stopped.

However, Fang Chuan's true energy blasted over, and everything was in vain.

They burst into screams.

The terrifying power of thunder made them have no ability to resist, instantly tore apart and turned into ashes.

"Oh my God!"

"This Mr. Fang is really scary!"

"We are on the right treasure!"

Father and son Li Yuan couldn't help being overjoyed, and stood up suddenly, looking at the incredible scene in front of them, extremely excited.

And Sen Luojun and the others were dumbfounded!

They never thought that Fang Chuan was so powerful, and they were so weak in front of Fang Chuan.

"no, do not want!"

Sen Luojun already knew that Fang Chuan didn't kill him immediately, not because there was no way, but because he deliberately saved his life.

He was shaking all over, but he was unwilling to give up resistance, otherwise he would explode into ashes immediately.

He quickly said: "This gentleman, I was wrong, I'm sorry, don't kill me, this is your business, I shouldn't interfere!"

When the other nine people saw this, they were all stunned. Their masters all admitted, what else could they do?

"Ha ha."

Fang Chuan's mouth twitched with a hint of evil in his eyes, and he saw Sen Luojun's whole body hairy: "Do you know why I didn't kill you immediately?"

"I, I don't know." Sen Luojun said in pain while resisting with all his strength.

"Actually, I am giving you a choice. If I were you, I should let me kill you just now, and you won't suffer the next pain."

Fang Chuan's mouth twitched: "When you treat my grandfather so cruelly, you should know that you will die very painfully!"

boom--

Fang Chuan said, waving his hand, and a strong wind swelled between Sen Luojun and his nine men.

Bang bang bang...

Sen Luojun's nine subordinates suddenly screamed and flew out, and were hit by the nine strong winds to the ground and fell into it.

He vomited blood one by one, but didn't have the strength to get up.

They could only stare at their master in a daze, like a dead dog, being held by Fang Chuan Void, shivering.

They never thought that the master of authority would be so pitiful and so humble.

"Kneel down."

Fang Chuan said coldly, the terrifying murderous aura penetrated Sen Luojun's body like the breath of winter, making him shake even more.

Sen Luojun fluttered, knelt on the void, hooked himself, and humbled to the extreme.

He quickly said: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, please, let me go..."

At this time, he could only beg for mercy.

"Ha ha."

However, Fang Chuan just smiled and shook his head. How could he let off the person who harmed his grandfather?

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a ray of light penetrated Senluo-kun's body, and Senluo-kun suddenly fell into the abyss.

Then, physical to psychological pain broke out.

"what!"

"what!"

He felt as if he was being cut with a single knife, and his nerves were as if burned by the most terrifying flame.

pain!

Endless pain flooded his brain like a tide.

But this is just a beginning.

Between his constant trembling, the pain was rising rapidly, as if he had climbed one peak and then reached another peak.

And what made him feel the most horrible was that he could not move, could not scream, and endured endless pain without any catharsis.

His mind is highly concentrated, and his perception becomes more acute.

He has entered the eighteen layers of hell, and he experienced the pain of the eighteen layers of **** before becoming Sen Luojun.

But this time, the pain he endured far exceeded the eighteen layers of hell.

He regretted it!

He couldn't wait for him to choose to get rid of it before, choosing to be directly blown by Fang Chuan's infuriating hands.

Death, for him, is a relief.

Kaka...

Everyone could hear the creaking sound from Senluojun's body, completely because of his trembling sound due to pain.

They can feel the pain encountered by Sen Luojun.

Blood began to flow from Sen Luojun's forehead.

"Nothing will be over soon."

Fang Chuan looked at Sen Luojun coldly: "From head to toe, if you run out your blood, you can be free."

Sen Luojun listened, his heart cold.

If he was given a choice, he would never be the Senluo King, and would never follow the King of Taishan.

Li Yuan and the others saw their scalp numb. This person used to be a modest gentleman, but now he is like a demon.

Fortunately, he is a friendly army.

Fang Zhengshu and his wife saw the scene in front of them and sighed, but Fang Zhengshu felt a bit cruel.

However, Sen Luojun was not so easy to deal with him.

"Bold!"

At this moment, a roar came, like a terrifying thunder in the sky.

Then, a towering figure appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Li Yuan and his son shuddered.

They are so familiar with this person! Master of the Seventh Hall of the Underworld-King Taishan, he is here!