Urban Medical God

He stood up suddenly, stepped lightly in front of him, and jumped up with a burst of energy. At the same time, he grabbed the Taishi chair under him with his right hand! He raised it high, vibrating with energy, and slapped Ye Chen fiercely!

Ye Chen didn't have the slightest intention to move, so he just let the opponent hit him!

"Bang!" The chair shattered! Turned into sawdust.

Something weird happened. The chair didn't hit Ye Chen's body at all!

Ye Chen remained as still as a mountain.

Qiao Zhenghu's eyes widened because he found that a wave of air appeared vaguely around Ye Chen, and the wave even formed a giant bell and enveloped Ye Chen!

This force completely hit the air!

Not even the sawdust touched Ye Chen's suit.

"This is... Condensing Qi into a Shield... You are not in the realm of a grandmaster, nor are you an ancient warrior! You are a cultivator!"

This sentence was almost shouted by Qiao Zhenghu, and his voice was even a bit sharp.

Surprised.

fear.

No one can understand what kind of storm is setting off in Qiao Zhenghu's heart at this moment!

The pinnacle of ancient warriors is the transformation state master, which is also the so-called master state.

The realm above is almost non-existent!

Therefore, although they are both martial arts masters, their strength can be very different!

But practitioners are completely different!

The realm of master in the ancient martial arts world is just the beginning for cultivators!

This is what he learned from a friend who had disappeared for decades!

He has never seen a cultivator, and given his status, he is not qualified to touch such an existence!

But it appeared before my eyes!

This young man in a suit is a practitioner!

Ye Chen was slightly surprised when he heard those words: "I was actually recognized by you. It seems that it is no secret that cultivators are in China."

"Plop!" With a sound, Qiao Zhenghu knelt down directly!

"Master Ye, please spare my life... I am willing to be your slave! I can help you, I have resources, connections, money... I can give Master Ye everything he wants!" Qiao Zhenghu said excitedly!

He seems to have found his own value!

He was sure that as long as he followed the young man in front of him, the whole of China would become his battlefield!

"No need."

The cold voice sounded like a bolt from the blue in Qiao Zhenghu's mind.

The next second, I saw a wind blade carrying billowing energy across Qiao Zhenghu's neck! Blood flowed out loudly.

He subconsciously covered his neck, stared at Ye Chen, and said: "Why...why do you still want to kill me..."

Ye Chen put his hands in his pockets and walked outside.

The figure is lonely.

Before he left, he left only one sentence in the house:

"Sorry, Ye Lingtian is already my subordinate. And you are not worthy."

Hearing these words, Qiao Zhenghu's pupils suddenly dilated!

Everything is connected!

He finally understood why Ye Lingtian came to Jiangcheng in person!

It was just for this young man in a suit!

He couldn't control it anymore, the blood on his neck erupted, and he fell to the ground.

Blood gradually stained the earth.

From then on, there was no Qiao Zhenghu in Jiangcheng.

A martial arts master passed away.

…

Half an hour later!

Baili Bing arrived with everyone.

Everything is blocked.

Soon, she arrived at the negative third floor.

Her slender hands touched the almost broken door, and her face became paler.

Then, she saw an old man in her sight.

This old man, she knew, this man was the one he was looking for!

He is also a Chinese martial arts master!

One of the top experts in Jiangcheng.

A generation of heroes fell like this, and she even noticed that the other party's eyes widened, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying before he died.

"Ye Chen, how did you do it? What on earth did you do here?"

Baili Bing's body stood like this, and the coldness behind her made her shiver.

She even felt a pair of eyes staring at her from the depths of darkness, like the god of death from hell.

She knew that these were Ye Chen's eyes.

She didn't know how long it took before she woke up and took out her cell phone from her pocket.

There is a signal.

She aired a call.

There are a few words written on the screen - Chinese Dragon Soul, Ying Qing.

The call went through.

"Elder brother, things are going to change in Jiangcheng."

Ying Qing, who was far away overseas, was a little surprised when he heard Baili Bing's words.

Isn't Jiangcheng the small place where Baili Bing works as a policeman?

What does it have to do with him if a small place changes?

"Junior sister, what happened?"

Baili Bing thought for a while and said, "Wait a moment, I'll take a video and send it to you."

Not long after, Ying Qing received a video on WeChat.

When he watched the video, his expression changed and he quickly played it back to Baili Bing.

"What happened to you there? Nothing happened to you, right? If you can't, just go back to the capital!"

Baili Bing hesitated for a few seconds, then responded to Qing: "Do you still remember the young man in the video a few days ago?"

"You mean Ye Chen?"

"Yes. Senior brother, actually... Ye Chen did all of these alone..."