Urban magic doctor

In the surprised eyes of the audience, Chen Yang landed on the ring from the air and greeted Cannon: "Here you go, Cannon."

"Woof woof woof..."

The cannon barked several times, until Chen Yang threw him a demon pill. He stopped barking, swallowed the demon pill in one gulp, and then lay on the ground, ignoring the eyes of the audience and purring. snore.

Chen Yang was speechless for a while and quickly put the cannon into the space bracelet.

He walked towards Zuo Simiao, who looked frightened. He quickly stood up and glanced at his frozen left leg, his eyes full of solemnity.

But the strange thing is that the sword light just hit Zuo Simiao's chest. Although he vomited blood, his chest was not broken.

It is obviously a bit weird to be able to defend at such a close distance.

Chen Yang took a closer look and saw that under Zuo Simiao's tattered clothes, there was a mysterious armor. No wonder he could resist the attack of the sword.

However, the impact of the sword light still seriously injured Zuo Simiao, and his calf was bitten off by Chen Yang. Now Zuo Simiao's combat power has dropped by at least half, and he is definitely no match for Chen Yang.

Moreover, it would be impossible for him to use "Shadow Wind Step".

Although the physical and magical powers rely on true energy, to use them, steps are also very important.

My leg is broken, but I still want to use the body magic power. Unless it is the body magic power of the wing flying type, other steps cannot be used.

"No, the young prince's leg was bitten off and seriously injured by the sword light. I'm afraid he won't be able to defeat Chen Yang."

Yang Ruofan looked at the arena with a worried look on his face.

Wang Zhilong muttered: "Oops, I don't know if the young prince has any other trump cards. If not, I'm afraid he will be defeated by Chen Yang in this battle."

"It's not defeat, it's killing. They are fighting to the death."

Yang Ruofan said with a solemn expression.

Dongfang Hongfei's face was uglier than the two of them, because he knew that Chen Yang had not yet shown the late stage of Condensation, nor had he used star energy.

If Chen Yang goes all out, he will definitely crush Zuo Simiao now.

However, Dongfang Hongfei didn't care about Zuo Simiao's life or death. What he was wondering at the moment was why no one could see Zuo Simiao's "Shadow Wind Step", but Chen Yang was able to make predictions.

"Chen Yang, why can you make predictions? No one can see the flaw in my Shadow Wind Step!"

When Zuo Simiao saw Chen Yang approaching, he clenched the Silver Dragon Spear in his hand and shouted with a ferocious expression.

At this moment, his left leg was frozen, his hair was scattered, his clothes were torn, his face was covered with blood, and he looked very embarrassed.

Chen Yang walked towards Zuo Simiao and said calmly: "You also said that there is a flaw in your Shadow Wind Step. Others may not be able to see it, but I saw it. In fact, I saw it from the beginning. I'm just teasing you, do you think I was really forced to run away by the light of your spear?"

After learning the truth, Zuo Simiao was so angry that he gritted his teeth, pointed the Silver Dragon Spear at Chen Yang, and roared: "You bastard, how dare you play tricks on me!"

After the words fell, the silver dragon gun emitted a spear light and headed straight for Chen Yang.

"Long Zheng!"

It was still this magical power, but this time, Zuo Simiao did not dare to be careless and directly released the eighth level of artistic conception.

Unfortunately, his left leg was frozen and he was seriously injured. The movement of his true energy was blocked, and he could not display his combat power at all.

Although it has the eighth level of artistic conception, the power of this spear light is not as powerful as before.

Chen Yang easily defeated the spear-manged "Dragon Zheng" and walked towards Zuo Simiao step by step with his sword in hand.

Seeing that his spear light was blocked, Zuo Simiao's pale face showed no trace of blood, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Wait a minute, tell me, what is that dog?"

Suddenly, Zuo Simiao shouted.

I don't know if he is stalling for time or if he is really curious.

"Chinese Pastoral Dog, why, haven't you heard of it?"

Chen Yang smiled playfully, he was very satisfied with the cannon's performance today.

The main reason is that the communication is relatively smooth, and the cannon is not stuck in the space bracelet.

"Chinese Pastoral Dog!"

Zuo Simiao murmured, thinking about the term in his mind, but found that he had never heard of it.

He came back to his senses and found that Chen Yang was already within five meters. He took a few steps back and said in a panic: "Chen Yang, stop!"

Chen Yang did not stop, walked towards Zuo Simiao in a hurry, and said coldly: "Just now you could easily defeat Junior Sister Yin Yurui, but you chose to seriously injure her. This time, I will get a life for her." It's fair. Just use your life to apologize to her."

"What are you doing? Are you going to kill me? I am a member of the royal family!"

Zuo Simiao roared angrily, his face full of arrogance, wanting to oppress Chen Yang as a royal family.

Unfortunately, this trick didn't work on Chen Yang.

Chen Yang raised the sharp sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "This is a life and death battle. You proposed it yourself. Now, are you afraid of death?"

After the words fell, the sharp sword in Chen Yang's hand flashed with cold light, and he slashed downward towards Zuo Simiao.

Seeing this, everyone looked surprised.

Killing the royal family is unthinkable for ordinary people.

Not to mention, publicly killing the royal family.

This is a great disrespect to the royal family. Even if there is a life-and-death battle agreement, if Zuo Simiao dies, everyone can imagine that the royal family will not let Chen Yang go.

However, only Chen Yang dared to do this.

Moreover, because of his previous grudge with Zuo Xingyue, he had already offended the royal family, and it didn't matter whether he killed Zuo Simiao or not.

brush.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Chen Yang's sword blade fell, and the condensed true energy formed a sword light, about to chop off Zuo Simiao's head.

Armor can protect the body, but it cannot protect the head.

Just when everyone thought that Zuo Simiao was about to be killed by Chen Yang on the spot.

Suddenly, a whoosh of real light shot out from the direction of the rostrum. The speed was so fast and the energy was terrifying, making everyone's hearts skip a beat.

"not good!"

Sensing the energy fluctuations of Zhen Mang, Chen Yang secretly thought that something was not right, but he did not retreat. Instead, with the blessing of the strong wind, the speed of the sword fell faster, and he wanted to kill Zuo Simiao before Zhen Mang.

However, he and Zuo Simiao were only half a meter apart, and the speed of the sword falling was actually not faster than the true light that was thousands of meters apart.

clang.

There was a roar, and the true light struck the sword blade in Chen Yang's hand.

Powerful power came from Zhenmang, and Chen Yang felt severe pain coming from his palm, the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood flowed out.

The pain was so intense that it penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

He couldn't hold the sword tightly, and the blade flew out of his hand. The impact of the true light was very terrifying. The blade was like a flying sword radiating out, and it went straight towards the audience at such a fast speed.