Urban ancient fairy doctor

Feeling this powerful momentum, the expressions of everyone on the top of Qingye Royal City changed drastically.

"Husband, be careful!"

King Qingye couldn't help but exclaimed. Although Ye Bufan had dealt with Zuo Antu ruthlessly before, it was only the early stage of the Barbarian Emperor after all, and it was much worse than the Sagmandu in front of him.

Some people with weaker cultivation were unable to even utter a exclamation, and were swept away by the violent autumn wind like falling leaves.

Sangge couldn't help laughing while watching this scene below the city. In the eyes of everyone in the Langhuan tribe, the human race in the city was completely finished.

Ye Bufan stood there motionless, with even a faint smile on his face.

Sagmandu was getting closer and closer. In his opinion, this little human race must have been frightened out of his wits. His big hands directly grabbed the opponent's neck.

At this moment, a small white hand grabbed him from the side, grabbed his hair, and pressed his head down hard.

"Well……"

Sagmandu was shocked, all this happened so suddenly, he didn't even see clearly who was taking action.

You can be sure that the other party is definitely a master, and the only one who can make the Barbarian Emperor himself unable to react is the Barbarian Emperor.

But this method is too special, right? When did the barbarian-level warriors start to lose their hair when fighting?

But before he could figure out what was going on, Xiaoqing's knee had already hit his chest hard.

"Crack!"

This blow was so heavy and cruel that even the Barbarian King's body was unable to withstand it. His sternum collapsed and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Xiao Qing originally wanted to try a new fighting method, but she never expected that the other party sprayed blood all over her skirt, which made her even more annoyed.

"Damn it, you old guy, how dare you stain my skirt!"

In extreme anger, she slapped her big mouth, and there was a click sound. Sagmandu's head turned twice, and finally froze at the back.

In other words, this blow directly broke his neck completely.

But Xiaoqing was still angry and kicked Sagmandu to the ground. He reached out to grab his ankle and threw him to the ground like a sack.

Two times, three times, with a muffled sound of bang bang, the heavy city bricks were smashed into pieces, and Sagmandu's head burst like a watermelon.

"Damn old thing, get out of here!"

Xiaoqing kicked out, and Sagmandu, who had already died and could no longer die, flew out and fell to the ground like a broken sack.

All this happened so fast, in just a few breaths, the dignified middle-aged man died an untimely death.

At this moment, there was silence all around, except for the thud of Sagmandu's body falling to the ground, there was no other sound.

Everyone was stunned. No one expected that the little loli next to Ye Bufan could be so vicious.

That was a strong man in the middle stage of the Barbarian Emperor, the most powerful existence in the Langhuan tribe. He didn't even have the slightest resistance, and was brutally killed by others.

At this moment, everyone realized that he was not a madman, but someone to rely on, and he had such a tyrannical master beside him.

King Qingye was also shocked beyond measure. He never expected that the little girl who had so much fun playing with Little Leaf yesterday would turn out to be a super strong person.

Under the city wall, the 300,000 barbarian army looked at Sagmandu's corpse, each one seemed to have been petrified.

The strong men in the middle stage of the wilderness were invincible in their eyes, but they were instantly killed by others.

Sanger's eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets. He couldn't believe what he saw.

Ye Bufan still looked indifferent and smiled slightly as he looked at the city: "How is it? Is it time to consider my three conditions?"

"You're dreaming!"

Sanger came back to his senses and gritted his teeth with hatred, "Boy, do you really think having a master next to you is great?

I have an army of 300,000 people. As long as I give the order, I can conquer Qingye King City immediately! "

After he said these words, everyone on the city wall instantly became much calmer.

This is indeed the case. Although Xiao Qing is powerful, one person cannot resist an army of 300,000 people.

Ye Bufan said with a smile: "Okay, then you give it a try. So what if we have an army of 300,000 people? If I can charge up to just one person, I will lose!"

“I won’t cry until I see the coffin!”

Sanger waved his hand to the officers around him: "Send the order, let me attack the city!"

As soon as he gave the order, a loud horn sounded in the military camp, and suddenly the 300,000 troops shouted to kill, and rushed towards Qingye Wang Cheng with murderous intent.

Gaidar on the top of the city felt nervous and was about to order his soldiers to defend the city.

But at this moment, a dazzling thunderball flew into the air, and then the wind and clouds changed, thunder rolled, and the entire Qingye King City was covered by thunder and lightning within a hundred miles.

The dark blue electric arcs are densely packed, like thunder snakes all over the sky, exuding endless coercion, making people's scalp numb even if they just look at it.

The ninth level formation, the Seven Killing Formation of Heavenly Thunder.

"This...this...what is this?"

Sanger was shocked. There were very few human monks in places like the barbarians. He had never seen such a terrifying formation in so many years.

Even he was like this, not to mention the ordinary soldiers. At this moment, they were so scared that their hands and feet were weak. Wherever they had any momentum, they all retreated.

"Your Majesty, this is the formation of the human race."

As soon as he finished speaking, another silver-haired old man came over, it was Frege, the second elder of the Langhuan tribe.

This time, the Langhuan tribe can be said to have exerted all its strength, bringing in two strong men in the middle stage of the Barbarian Emperor. Now that Sagmandu has fallen, he is the only one left.

Frege has seen a lot in his travels over the years. He recognized that this was a formation in front of him, but he had never seen such a terrifying formation.

Sanger asked eagerly: "Sir Elder, can you break this formation?"

Frege shook his head: "I won't break the formation."

"What should we do?"

Sanger was a little anxious. The barbarians were not good at formations. If even Frege couldn't do anything, then he really had nothing to do.

"My lord, don't worry. Although I don't know how to break the formation, I also know a little bit about the human race's formation."

Frege said, "Looking at the young man named Ye, I guess the level of the formation he deployed is not too high.

As long as our 300,000 troops attack together, we will definitely be able to smash his formation into pieces, and it will naturally be broken by then. "

"What the elder said makes sense."

Sanger also believes that Ye Bufan's formation skills cannot be too high, after all, his age shows.

"Everyone, listen to me. The level of this formation is not high. As long as we attack together, we can break it immediately..."

Sanger himself was a first-level barbarian king, and his voice could be heard clearly throughout every corner of Qingye King's city.

The 300,000 troops who were originally in a panic immediately calmed down after hearing his words and regained their fighting spirit.

Sanger raised the big knife in his hand and shouted: "Listen to my order and charge me!"

With an order, the 300,000-strong army rushed over again like an overwhelming force.