Urban Medical God

"What!?" Yu Shaoyuan was shocked. His Furious Thunder Dragon Roaring Sword was actually broken?

By that mediocre knife?

However, Yu Shaoyuan is obviously not a young master without combat experience. On the contrary, he has rich combat experience.

Seeing the fierceness of the tiger-shaped sword, he danced the long sword in his hand into a ball of cold light. There was an electric light flashing in the cold light, and the dragon roared while he retreated violently.

boom! !

There was a loud noise, golden red light and silver lightning flashed.

After the light dissipated, Yu Shaoyuan was half-kneeling, leaning his sword on the ground, breathing heavily, with a look of horror in his eyes.

Ye Chen's simple-looking sword could be so powerful, how could it be possible!

Moreover, he is still at the first level of the Hunyuan realm, he is at the Hedao realm, and he has reached the threshold of becoming one with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, yet he still loses?

Ye Chen was also quite surprised. He knew that Yu Shaoyuan was not weak. Although his sword was not as strong as the one he slashed when facing Huang Can, he still used 80% of his strength. Yu Shaoyuan was able to take it without being injured. , his strength should still be above Huang Can whose realm has declined.

However, Ye Chen's offensive was not over yet. He was surrounded by demonic energy and blood energy, and a giant tiger phantom appeared behind him. The golden light flashed, and the true spirit aura surged, as if the beast god had descended. He instantly appeared in front of Yu Shaoyuan and stabbed him in the head. Cut off.

The golden evil sword slash that broke through the artistic conception consumed too much energy, so Ye Chen did not use it again. Instead, he used the evil tiger demon transformation and slashed at Yu Shaoyuan with pure physical power.

The bloody sword flowed with blood, and with the blessing of Ye Chen's energy and blood, the power of this sword instantly surpassed everything.

With one slash of the sword, the wind roared and the space shook, suppressing it head on!

Yu Shaoyuan finally showed fear when he saw the attack of the sword, and hurriedly raised his sword to meet it.

Sikong Feixing, who was on the side, watched Ye Chen wield the sword and his eyes lit up again. Not only did he understand the artistic conception of the sword, but his physical strength was also so tyrannical.

He became more and more interested in Ye Chen.

boom!

The swords struck each other, and the floor made of special stone under Yu Shaoyuan's feet flashed with light, but it still shattered and collapsed helplessly.

Ye Chen's sword hit Yu Shaoyuan directly downstairs. He moved again and slashed out with his sword again. There was another loud noise. Yu Shaoyuan was already hit the first floor. Many guests staying there looked at it strangely. With two people.

But Yu Shaoyuan could not care about the issue of humiliation at this time. His chest was heaving violently, his whole body was covered in sweat, and his right hand holding the sword was swollen and congested.

He knew that the bones and muscles of his arm were broken. If Ye Chen slashed him again, he might not be able to catch it.

"Bang!" With a sound, Ye Chen fell in front of Yu Shaoyuan again, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light, he looked at an unmoved young man and said calmly:

"I don't know, am I qualified to compete with Sikong Feixing now?"

As he spoke, the hand holding the knife slowly raised, as if the god of death was calling.

"That's enough." A cold voice sounded, and with a "bang", the metal and iron mingled, and the spiritual energy impacted, shocking some of the surrounding guests to the point of vomiting blood.

Sikong Feixing stood in front of Yu Shaoyuan, holding a long sword in his hand, and easily blocked Ye Chen's sword.

Ye Chen suddenly felt an extremely strong dangerous aura and retreated, instantly widening the distance between him and Sikong Feixing.

At the same time, he glanced at the long sword in Sikong Feixing's hand, and his eyes were dazzled. The sword was black and white, with countless mysterious inscriptions flowing in it. It was a Hedao artifact (Hedao Immortal Weapon)!

Even if it is perfected, it can be close to the soldiers of time and space!

It was much higher than his sword level.

The value should be ten times that of the blood knife in Ye Chen's hand.

In addition to this weapon, what shocked Ye Chen even more was that Sikong Feixing's power was faintly stronger than his own!

You must know that Ye Chen has fused the essence and blood of that ancient beast, and his power is extremely terrifying!

This Sikong Feixing easily blocked his own sword without using any martial arts.

"Boy, this Sikong Feixing is not as simple as you think. Moreover, he still has a trace of imperial power. I am afraid he is a member of the royal family. It will not be easy for you to defeat him." Long Xuan reminded.

His understanding of Lingwu Continent is far superior to Ye Chen.

Among the five regions of Lingwu Continent, plus the Demon Realm, each region has a force that cannot be ignored, and that is the royal family! Or called the royal family!

The real nobles of Lingwu Continent!

"My intuition is good." A smile appeared on Sikong Feixing's cold face, and he immediately turned to look at Ye Chen and said, "What's your name?"

"Ye Chen." The other party's strength deserves Ye Chen's respect, so it's appropriate to state his name.

"Okay, I remember." Sikong Feixing nodded and said calmly: "Don't you want to compete with me? Come on, use your strongest moves, don't hold back, I will take your killing move, That should be enough to calm you down, right?”

"There is a huge gap between you and me in realm. Although your realm does not match your strength, in front of me, they are all the same."

"Ridiculous!" Ye Chen snorted coldly: "I hope you don't die!"

After saying that, Ye Chen's whole body exploded with momentum, sharp golden light, demonic energy and blood energy swirled around him, his aura climbed crazily, and the God and Demon Reincarnation Art was in full operation!

"Interesting, you actually fused the essence and blood of a ferocious beast? It smells good."

Sikong Feixing nodded, as if he still didn't take Ye Chen's power into consideration.

Ye Chen's body flashed slightly, and he instantly appeared above Sikong Feixing's head. The blood knife in his hand burst out with a dazzling golden red light, and the sword intent swept across. The onlookers felt that they had instantly fallen into a world full of cold blades.

Cut it off with one knife, blessed with terrifying power!

The Jinsha sword was used with all its strength, and all the sword energy was concentrated on the bloody sword without any leakage.

This knife splits space and cuts through nothingness!

This sword is much stronger than Ye Chen's sword that killed Huang Can with one sword!

Sikong Feixing's eyes finally showed a solemn look. Unexpectedly, Ye Chen exploded with all his strength and was more powerful than he imagined!

As soon as he moved his hand, he raised his sword to strike slowly but actually quickly, his movements were extremely graceful.

Sikong Feixing did not choose to defend, but directly attacked Ye Chen's chest!

The black and white rays of light rippled on the long sword, and the water-like sword intent spread throughout the inn. The passengers, who just a moment ago seemed to be in a world of sharp swords, felt as if they had been pierced by countless long swords.

But unlike the fierce killing intent in Ye Chen's sword, Sikong Feixing's sword actually contained overwhelming majesty. It was like a sword punishment sent by the gods. When Sikong Feixing's sword penetrated his heart, he actually felt a kind of Satisfied, as if dying by his sword was his own glory!

"boom!"

Swords clashed and artistic conceptions collided. Baolan's boss Qian Xin was a cultivator at the eighth level of the Hedao Realm. At this time, he had fully used the protective formation in the inn to offset the aftermath of the two attacks.