The Talented Doctor

Nangongyu hasn’t spoken yet, and the white tiger on the side has already sneered: “The Medical Palace of God has always been known for its fairness and rigor, and it’s outstanding. When did it actually engage in deception? It won’t be someone who used the name of the Medical Palace of God. No. Are you doing something wrong? If this is passed, I don’t know who will end up miserably?"

"You...you nonsense!" Elder Cheng's face was blue and white, as if he was poked into a sore spot, and he furiously said, "Yellow mouth boy, what are you, you dare to talk to me like this. I want you to do it right now. There is no burial place for death."

As soon as the voice fell, his whole body rose into the air, an ice arrow appeared in his hand, and it shot directly at the white tiger.

With this arrow, he used the strength of the dispute, not to mention a warrior of the Golden Core Stage, even the Nascent Soul might not be able to avoid it.

Bai Hu's face was solemn, and he was about to sacrifice his magic weapon to resist.

In a blink of an eye, I saw Nangong Yu's figure appearing in front of him, and his slender jade hand gently stretched out, as if understatement, he grabbed the speeding ice arrow.

Elder Cheng's eyes widened suddenly, and he watched the ice arrow shot by himself with nine successful strengths. The ice crystals that made Yuanying stage warriors tremble, unexpectedly shattered inch by inch in Nangong Yu's hands and turned into powder.

Nangong Yu, isn't he just a few years in advanced stage? How can it be? How could it be so powerful?

Elder Cheng swallowed, and said in a deep voice: "Nangongyu, if you really want to protect that Xi Yue, I can also give you face. As long as Xi Yue calls out the little magic dragon and the little girl, the others Spirit pet, I don’t need it either. We each step back, what do you think?"

When Elder Cheng caught a few pets, he had discovered that the little magic dragon should have been transformed from a golden flying dragon. The little girl is the incarnation of the nine-tailed silver fox. Both of these have attracted countless warriors. God-level Warcraft.

He has to get it anyway.

As for the pink pig and the ugly calf, he has not yet seen what breed it is. So I don't care too much.

Nangong Yu smiled softly, suddenly a ball of thunderball appeared in his palm. Following the movement of his fingers, the thunderball kept getting bigger and smaller, and it made a crackling sound.

He fiddled with the thunderball for a while before shook his head and sighed: "People say that people make me fish for a knife. Naturally, fish should be more obedient. But you have become fish. Why are you still so unaware of yourself?"

"Presumptuous!" Elder Cheng was finally completely irritated by Nangong Yu's arrogant attitude, "Nangong Yu, don't toast or eat fine wine! We are two Yuanying stage warriors here, don't you think you are alone, really. Can you compete with us?"

"Who eats the fine wine, don't you know if you take a look? What's the point of so much nonsense?"

Nangong Yu sneered, and the whole person rose into the air, and the thunder ball in his hand smashed in the direction of the two of them.

Of course, there was a thunderball, Feng Yunjing and Elder Cheng didn't pay attention to it.

Feng Yunjing turned into a defensive magic shield and slammed into the thunderball.

Hearing the sound of "crashing", Feng Yunjing only felt the pain in his hands, and then the magic shield that was still in front of him disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Crackling————!

The roar of thunder struck Feng Yunjing without any barriers, his whole body convulsed uncontrollably, his hair stood up one by one, his clothes and flesh were scorched, and his eyes turned white and trembled.