Urban magic doctor

After Chen Yang used Gu Lulinghu's Nether Clan blood to help Yang Chui pull out the broken sword from his back, Yang Chui's face immediately became much better.

Moreover, his true energy fluctuations have also been significantly improved.

It seems that as long as he heals his injuries properly, it won't take long for him to return to his peak fighting strength.

"Mr. Chen, thank you very much."

Yang Chui felt relaxed all over, and he thanked Chen Yang and said gratefully.

"Senior Yang, you're welcome."

Chen Yang waved his hand and said: "You heal your wounds, and I will leave first. I am practicing in the Earth Source Altar outside the city. If you need to find me for something special, let the people from the Floating Island take you." Just come here.”

After saying that, Chen Yang and Su Zining said goodbye and left.

"Master, wait for me."

Yang Xin'er quickly caught up and said, "Master, please take me to the Diyuan Altar as well. I promise not to disturb you and my wife."

These words were quite meaningful and made Su Zining's face turn red again.

Chen Yang thought for a moment and said: "In that case, then come with me to the Earth Source Altar. The power of the stars there is rich, and it will be of great benefit to you in practicing the Star Art."

"Thank you, master!"

Yang Xin'er now admires Chen Yang extremely, and she is very excited to be able to stay with Chen Yang to practice.

After the three people left, Yang Chui looked at the broken sword on the table and felt that this ordinary broken sword could actually eat up his life, and it couldn't be pulled out before. It was really scary.

He didn't have the slightest fondness for the Broken Sword, and immediately ordered: "Yang Bo, take the Broken Sword to the weapon refiner in Mingxin City and smelt it. This sword is so strange that if it remains in the world, there is no guarantee that it will not be used again. Harm people.”

"Yes, head of the family!"

Yang Bo took the order, put away the broken sword and walked out.

Yang Bo is Yang Chui's nephew. He is in the early stage of condensation. He is also a relatively talented person among the entire Yang family.

He is quite smart, so Yang Chui takes care of him.

Although he looked like a follower, the resources Yang Bo received, the secrets he heard, and the guidance Yang Chui gave him were all extraordinary.

I don’t know how many people in the Yang family want to be a follower like him.

After taking the broken sword and leaving, Yang Bo planned to go directly to the city to find the weapon refiner, but after hesitating, he quietly returned to his residence.

The broken sword tortured Yang Chui for a long time. Yang Bo was very curious about the broken sword.

He wanted to see what was so special about this broken sword.

"Just taking a look, it should be okay."

Yang Bo thought so, closed the door, took out the broken sword from the ring, and put it on the table.

The broken sword only has the front half, which is completely black and has faint lines on it that are hard to see.

The blade is not very sharp and can be cut off, and the material is obviously not very good.

All in all, in Yang Bo's eyes, this broken sword seemed nothing special.

"It seems that the essence of this sword is in the broken second half."

Yang Bo murmured, lost interest in the broken sword, and reached out to pick up the broken sword.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The broken sword trembled violently, and Yang Bo thought he had seen it wrong. Before he could react, the broken sword flew up in a whoosh, passing through a black shadow at such a fast speed that it penetrated his heart.

"No……"

Yang Bo's eyes widened. He didn't know why the broken sword could fly up and attack him.

Before he could figure it out, his eyes gradually lost their luster, and he fell to the ground with his eyes closed, not breathing.

The broken sword fell on the table, and a dark shadow spread from the broken sword, penetrated the table, and then passed through the ground and submerged in Yang Bo's body.

Yang Bo trembled, and his closed eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were hazy and cruel, completely different from before.

Indeed, this is not Yang Bo.

Yang Bo is dead.

Now his body is occupied by a Nether Clan, the Nether Clan who was entrusted in the Broken Sword before, named Yuexie Sanglun.

"Finally alive."

Yuexie Sanglun got up from the ground and looked at the blood flowing from his chest. He didn't pay attention and calmly changed into a piece of clothes in the room. Then he destroyed the blood-stained clothes with his true energy, as if nothing had happened.

He looked at the broken sword on the table, sat on the chair, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and murmured: "The soul-melting and burning refining technique failed to take away the old man's body, and he even cut off the sword blade. It nearly cost me my life.”

"But fortunately, now that I occupy this kid's body, although it's a bit worse, it's not completely unusable."

"I'm just curious, why do the humans of the Ningxiao planet know how to break the Soul Melting and Burning Refining Technique? Where did they get the blood of the Netherworld? Could it be that Gu Lulinghu was killed by them?"

"This time only Gu Lulinghu and I entered the Mingxiao planet. If she dies and I am the only one left, it will be a bit troublesome after all."

Yuexie Sanglun fell into a deep sleep when he was in the broken sword, so he didn't know what happened after the sword blade penetrated Yang Chui's back.

After thinking for a while, Yuexie Sanglun picked up the broken sword on the table, walked outside, and murmured: "Fortunately, 'Ming Lian' is still there. Although it is broken, it is enough for me to absorb energy. As long as I continue to kill people , it shouldn’t take long to reach the three-phase realm. By then, no one in the human race will be my opponent.”

Just as he walked out of the room, a pretty woman passed by the door and said, "Brother Bo, didn't the head of the family say you went to Chengdu to find a weapon refiner? Why are you here?"

Yuexie Sanglun didn't recognize the identity of the woman in front of him, but in his opinion, the other party's cultivation in the Condensation Realm was still of some use.

With a smile on his face, he opened the door and said, "I happen to have a question. Come in and I'll ask you."

"what is the problem?"

Yang Bo had a good reputation and the woman walked straight into the room without doubting that he was there.

The moment she walked in, there was a sudden energy wave coming from behind. Although it was not strong, it was obviously aimed at her.

She sensed the crisis and quickly tried to dodge, but it was already too late.

Poof, the broken sword pierced her back and came out of her heart. She felt that all the true energy in her body was flowing away quickly and was all sucked into the broken sword.

Yang Bo, who was holding the broken sword, had his palm cut, but no blood flowed out. The energy absorbed by the broken sword from the woman quickly entered his body through the wound on his palm.

"Brother Bo, you...what are you doing..."

The woman looked back at Yuexian Sanglun, with a look of incredible horror on her face.

"I'm not Yang Bo."

Yuexie Sanglun shook his head, without explaining much, and stabbed the broken sword hard with his hand. The woman was in great pain and passed out.

After a while, the woman turned into a mummy. She did not know until her death why Yang Bo killed her.

"It's a little less, but it's not bad."

Yuexie Sanglun's cultivation improved, he murmured something, and after disposing of the woman's body, he walked out, planning to continue looking for the next prey.