The Talented Doctor

That is the internal organs have been damaged.

However, none of them retreated, and they did not even show a trace of panic or fear.

Because the young man who presided over the big battle, the young man who was sitting in a wheelchair and could not restrain the chicken, he has not fallen down yet.

Because, the girl who was fluttering in white clothes, dancing with long swords, and slender in figure, but who can make people unconditionally trustworthy, did not retreat even a step.

Huangfuyi's face became more and more ugly, and his gums were almost crushed by him.

He looked at the girl who was fighting with his clone in the big formation, and he couldn't believe that she didn't show any signs of defeat.

A Mahayana monk, and a god-level monk who had already ascended, were stronger and weaker, this should have been an undoubted fact.

However, this fact has been broken today.

Xi Yue's sword is getting faster and faster, and the steps under his feet are like Lingbo's phantom.

Huangfuyi's clone puppet could only parry, and if he was distracted, he would be cut through his body by the Lishui sword, and blood would flow out.

But in fact, compared to Huangfuyi's anger, the clone puppet with only combat instinct did not panic.

Because the Mahayana period is the Mahayana period after all, the gods are gods after all, even if Xi Yue's swordsmanship is noble, no matter how many means, he still has to return to the competition between spiritual power and gods and souls.

And at this point, the gap between the two great realms can never be ignored.

Sure enough, after another stick of incense, the knife in the hands of the puppet of Huangfuyi's clone hit Xi Yue's shoulder.

The blood rushed, the blade penetrated into the bone, and a low moan came from Xi Yue's mouth. Her small face became pale due to the intense pain, and the cold sweat fell.

Outside the big formation, Huangfuyi, who was originally angrily attacking, suddenly laughed when he saw this scene: "Xi Yue, do you really think you can beat the gods by more than two levels? The scenery just now is just your dying struggle!"

Suddenly, Huangfuyi's laughter stopped abruptly, and the smugness on his face turned into astonishment.

Because he found that she was seriously injured, a cold smile slowly appeared on the face of the girl who was supposed to be in pain and panic.

The smile was very beautiful and holy, like the snow lotus blooming in the northern glacier, and with the wanton arrogance, it reminded Huangfuyi of the awkward experience in the ancient realm of Yuankong.

Afterwards, he heard the girl’s slightly hoarse and pleasant voice slowly resounding, “Although he is only a puppet clone, he is involved in your body after all? Guess, if your puppet clone is poisoned, you Will his body be implicated?"

"Huangfuyi, you don't know, I've been waiting for this moment, it's really hard to wait!"

Huangfuyi's face changed suddenly, and a panic flashed in his eyes, but he calmed down quickly, and sneered: "Just kidding, I'm a god, and you're just a monk in the lower realm. What if you use poison? What can it do to me? Hurt?"

"Ordinary poison of course can't!" Xi Yue raised his head, his smile on his sweaty face became brighter, and his voice became clearer and more beautiful, "But what if it is the poison that is extracted from the ice prison of flowing marrow? ?"

"You...you, you, what did you say?!" Huangfuyi screamed, and then screamed inwardly, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, how can you extract the Flowing Marrow Ice Hell, you...you more It is impossible to drop the Ice Hell on My Body..."

Suddenly, Huangfuyi's voice stopped again.