Urban best village doctor

On the Han River, the white snow never stops, and the wind flutters, vaguely, converging into a beautiful piece of music.

In the sky, bright light spots from far to near, accompanied by music, rapidly magnified in people's pupils, and countless people could see its appearance clearly.

A black sword with a whole body.

Its appearance finally broke the peace of the world. Everyone stared at the sword in horror. It brought out a long moonlight shadow in the darkness, with a violent wind and metal The buzzing sound flew by.

"puff!"

The black giant sword flew across the sky and flew towards Harrison's pavilion, piercing through the body of a foreigner in an instant, and the blood blossomed like ink, adding a touch of brilliance to the solemn white scene.

No one felt the blood was bloody, because the blood flower, on the contrary, added a lot to the scenery, as if it should have existed in the first place.

"puff"

Another blood flower bloomed.

"puff!"

The third blood flower blooms.

"puff!"

"Puff puff!"

The fourth flower, the fifth flower, the sixth flower...

It was so fast that it pierced through six people in an instant, including Harrison, who had a bloody hole in his chest. The silvery white light formed a beautiful curve, passing through six people one after another, as if connecting them together. Together.

The death of the six people happened in an instant. The speed of the black sword was too fast. It clearly pierced through the six people one after another, but it seemed to be piercing through them at the same time.

The temperature in the space is too low, so low that it makes people feel chills in the heart, and the blood mist that erupts quickly turns into red ice, which is extremely strange.

Killing people seems to have become an art at this moment. Even Americans feel that the scene in front of them has an indescribable beauty.

Plop, plop...

A moment later, the standing figure of Liudao fell to the ground at the same time, blood flowed out of his body, and the building near the water was stained with scarlet blood.

Those six people were completely silent.

To death, they didn't see who made the shot.

Immediately is a snow, a sword, is like mowing grass, in the music, reaping their lives.

demon.

It must be a demon.

Treat killing as an art, who else but demons?

These were the only words that flashed in their minds before they died, and at the same time, they were deeply afraid of Huaxia.

Before they died, they finally understood why some sages had expressed emotion.

Huaxia is a sleeping lion, once they wake up, they will shock the world!

The six of them were dead, only Jia Lisi, who was pale and dressed in a white dress, stood there dumbfounded, her bewitching pupils were filled with astonishment.

Perhaps, the words of that sage will become a reality in the not-too-distant future!

And their fall also broke the beautiful picture. The crowd who had been admiring them finally came back to their senses from the elegant music and the alluring picture.

Finally, they understood that this was not a painting, but a killing!

In the crowd, there was a sound of gasping for air in an instant, especially the Americans, all of them were pale and stared at the black sword tightly.

It seemed that the black sword was hanging above their heads, which made them feel terrified, not for any reason, just because they looked down on the Huaxia people just now.

On the contrary, each of the Huaxia people clenched their fists and looked excited, as if they were the ones who killed the six people, their eyes were red, and they looked up at the sword.

It has brought endless honor to the younger generation of Huaxia.

Killed six people with one sword, without bleeding.

This kind of momentum shocks all directions!

who is it.

Who exactly?

Who would have such a great ability?

Unsurprisingly, the eyes of everyone in the audience, including Wang Haofeng, Bai Xingyun, Gong Yanjing and other younger generations, were focused on the black giant sword.

Vaguely, a cold face appeared in their minds.

"call out!"

The black giant sword slaughtered six people, crossed the void, formed a beautiful silver light again, and returned to the original direction.

On the far horizon, in the darkness, a white figure walked towards the sky with hands behind their backs, in full view of everyone.

White, the ultimate white.

White robe, white hair, from top to bottom, is extremely clean white, spotless.

This is a man, unsmiling, as cold as ice and snow, splashing awe-inspiring, far away, and people can feel a chill from him.

"Clang!"

The giant sword buzzed and came to the man, he took it with one hand, moving like flowing clouds and flowing water, and put it into the small world.

Immediately, the man glanced at every figure on the nearby platform, until he saw Li Xiao, his cold eyes showed a little warmth.

Of course, this kind of warmth is only fleeting, and it disappears in the blink of an eye.

Then, like a fairy king, he stood high in the sky and looked in the direction of the Americans.

His glance made everyone feel cold, as if they were being targeted by a poisonous scorpion.

"This Chinese man is too arrogant. Should we make a move? Suppress him. His kill has killed our six seeded players." , the old man with golden hair muttered to himself.

"Don't do anything, this is Seoul, the two of us, we can't offend the real giants here, this is a matter between young people, we don't need to interfere." Beside the old man, a man who looked like he was only middle-aged, He was not surprised by ordinary people, but his eyes were shining with blue light. Even the old man was extremely respectful to him.

"But, the six people who died..."

"It's just six ants. Our real seed player has not yet been born."

The old man was stunned and said no more.

On the Han River, in mid-air, a man who looked like a fairy king swept towards the people of the United States, and just uttered a few words: "Those who insult China, should be punished."

"Puff", "Puff!" His last words fell, and among the crowd in the United States, several ascetics who had danced the most before turned into blood mist in an instant, and no corpse was left behind.

For a while, all Americans were dumbfounded.

This person is a devil!

No one dared to move, no one dared to run, everyone was terrified.

But they were a little relieved that after the man finished saying such a sentence, he stepped in the air in the direction of the younger generation of heroes.

With every step he took, the ice on the river disappeared an inch.

When he got to the tower near the water, the ice on the river surface disappeared completely, the white snow between the sky and the earth stopped, the icy chill disappeared, and everything returned to normal. The fish in the water seemed to have nothing happened, and they swam leisurely in Clear bottom.

The picture is harmonious, and the scenery of the Han River emerges again.

"Who is he...?"

After a long time, someone asked this question in doubt.

And just as he finished speaking, someone revealed the man's identity: "The only descendant of the Dugu family, Dugu... Xiaomo!"

"What!"

"It's him?!"

"He... came back from the ice palace?!"

When this name was uttered, a burst of amazed discussions erupted in the crowd immediately, one by one, it was extremely unbelievable.

Because, the history of the Dugu family is not a secret, and many people know it.