Urban ancient fairy doctor

At this moment, the whole place was silent, and the entire Yin Yang Sect was stunned. No one expected such a result.

The leader of the Twelve Hall Masters, a majestic mid-level heaven-level expert, was unable to withstand even one move from his opponent, and died in such a strange way.

Fang Hongying's expression changed drastically. She originally thought that her side had an absolute advantage in strength, and it was a one-sided crushing. She did not expect such a result.

"Don't be afraid, they only have one strong person here, let's do it together."

This is what she really thought in her mind. To be able to kill the bearded hall master with one move, the opponent's cultivation level must be at least the level of Heavenly Perfection, and such a strong person is definitely one of a kind.

The other party sent such a strong man when they came up, it must be to intimidate their own side. The other people who are left cannot be so strong.

After she said it, the others woke up from a dream.

Although there are more than forty people standing in front of them, the strong ones are not cabbages. There is only one who is really powerful. The others must be pretending to be powerful and pretending to be powerful.

Thinking of this, the people from the Yin Yang Sect swarmed forward and launched a collective charge.

The one who rushed at the front was the old man in green, Elder Ma, who took the lead and rushed towards Thunder Protector Xie Changsi.

His cultivation has reached the late stage of heaven, and his movements are incredibly fast. He comes to Xie Changsi like lightning and slaps his chest with one palm.

But what greeted him was real lightning. Before his palms could touch each other, a bolt of thunder struck straight down from the sky, and lightning as thick as his arm instantly hit the top of his head.

Just like the bearded Hall Master just now, he was chopped into nothingness before he even had time to scream.

The second elder who followed him chose the target of Wind Protector Chen Yi, but as soon as he rushed in front of him, countless wind blades came to attack him. Before he could make a move, he was cut into two pieces by a huge wind blade. .

At this time, the entire Yin Yang Sect was stunned. The opponent was not a strong person at all, and any one he pulled out was so powerful.

On their side, even a powerful elder like the Great Elder cannot block the opponent's move. How can they, the little fish and shrimps, still have the courage to fight?

"Run!"

I don't know who screamed first, but these people turned around and ran away. It was a pity that there were so many strong people there, how could they be given a chance to escape.

The four divine dragon guardians plus 36 Tiangang generals and 40 saint-level experts took action together.

Saint-level masters are legendary strong men. Any one of them can overwhelm the world, let alone so many of them at the same time.

Almost in the blink of an eye, all the people from the Yin Yang Sect were beheaded.

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Kill them all.

This is because they, under Ye Bufan's request, did not reveal all their trump cards and suppressed their cultivation to the realm of Heavenly Perfection. Otherwise, I am afraid that the entire Shenlong Island would be wiped out to the ground.

Ye Bufan has no mercy for these people. Each of these evil monks of the Yin Yang Sect has their hands covered with blood. They commit many evil deeds and die without mercy.

Fang Hongying stood there, completely dumbfounded. She never dreamed that in the blink of an eye, she would become the bare commander, and all her men would be killed or injured.

The strength accumulated over so many years is gone. From now on, the Yin Yang Sect, which is feared by people, will no longer exist.

Ye Bufan took two steps forward and looked at her with a teasing smile.

"Master Cult Leader, is this the strength you want to show? Do you still want me to hand over the treasure now?"

"Boy, you actually destroyed my Yin Yang Sect!"

Fang Hongying's eyes were about to burst with fire.

"You forced me to do this. Today I will let you see the true strength of this leader."

As soon as she finished speaking, her momentum suddenly erupted, and a powerful pressure swept across the entire Shenlong Island. She was a powerful Saint-level person.

The purpose of Fang Hongying's retreat this time was to reach the holy level. After working hard for so many years, she finally succeeded.

After coming out of seclusion, I originally thought I could dominate the world, but I didn't expect that all my men would be killed or injured in the first battle.

"Ye Bufan, today I will show you the strength of a holy master. All of you will die."

After saying that, her whole body turned into a red light and shadow, and she slapped Ye Bufan's chest with a sharp palm.

"you dare!"

With an angry shout, Huang Xiaomei stepped in front of Ye Bufan and raised her hand to greet him.

There was just a bang, the air flow surged, sand and rocks flew, and Fang Hongying flew backwards like a cannonball.

Although both of them are in the early stages of the Holy Order, one has just entered, and the other has inherited martial arts and has just made a decision in a fight.

Fang Hongying felt like she was falling into a deep ice cave. Her whole body was surrounded by cold air. She tried desperately to circulate the true energy in her body to protect her heart veins, so that she was not frozen into a lump of ice.

The power of the inherited martial arts Ice Palm and pure Yin body was simply beyond what ordinary people could bear, and she was seriously injured with just one palm.

At this moment, Fang Hongying was filled with shock. She never dreamed that the other party would also have a saint-level expert.

I originally thought that I could crush the world after entering the holy level, but I was crushed by others in an instant.

"you……"

Just as she was about to speak, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

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Come on, the ice cube turned into blood red and shattered when it fell to the ground.

Ye Bufan looked at her and smiled jokingly: "How is it? Does it taste good?"

"Let me go. From now on, the grievances between the Yin Yang Sect and you will be wiped out. I swear I will never cause trouble to you again."

Seeing that she was outmatched, Fang Hongying immediately lowered her head and gave in.

"You're not looking for trouble with me? I think you made a mistake. Your own troubles haven't been solved yet."

Ye Bufan chuckled and said, "Well, don't say that we bully you. You can choose any one of us. As long as you can survive three attacks, you can leave."

"you……"

Fang Hongying almost spat out blood again, feeling despised again.

No matter what, he is also the leader of the Yin Yang Sect, a majestic saint-level powerhouse, but he is allowed to choose his opponent at will, and he is still limited to three moves.

But now that she was seriously injured, she no longer cared about face. She glanced around and finally landed on Tiangang General Zhao Gang.

"I choose him."

"Can."

Ye Bufan waved his hand, and Zhao Gang immediately strode out of the crowd.

He glanced at the other party disdainfully: "Let's take action."

Feeling the contempt in the other person's eyes, Fang Hongying was furious, as a nobody dared to despise herself.

"Netherworld Ghost Claw."

With a loud shout, she took out her special skill of pressing the bottom of the box, and grabbed Zhao Gang with black energy filling the sky with her two palms.

This time she had used all her strength, her momentum was overwhelming, and the air screamed sharply, as if it was about to be torn apart.

In Fang Hongying's view, her full blow would definitely cause serious damage to the opponent.

Unexpectedly, she was still in the air, three or four meters away from Zhao Gang, when suddenly a huge force came and hit her chest hard.

With a muffled groan, she flew backwards for more than ten meters, fell to the ground with a plop, and then spat out another mouthful of blood.

"what happened?"

Fang Hongying was horrified. She hadn't even touched the other person yet, so why was she injured again?

The opponent that shocked her the most was also a saint-level person. If you randomly picked someone to be a saint-level powerhouse, would you be able to survive?

Are all these people holy? How can this be?

This result made her so hurt. She originally thought that when she reached the holy level, she could crush the world and become a peerless strongman. She never imagined that the other party could defeat her just by pulling out a random person.

If he hadn't been seriously injured, he would have thought he was dreaming.