Urban Medical God

"Brother Ye Chen, you can break the dimensional wall, with such magical power, I'm afraid even the ancient Emperor Yuhuang can't compare.

Ye Chen smiled when he heard Jiang Mingxin's compliment. He was about to say something when his heart suddenly tightened and his muscles tightened involuntarily.

This feeling is like a keen beast, aware of the approaching danger.

At this moment, Ye Chen also caught an extremely dangerous aura in his heart, which was approaching.

Jiang Mingxin also felt the dangerous aura, and his smile suddenly froze.

The strong men of the Jiang family around them, whose nerves had just relaxed, became tense again, looking into the depths of the mist.

Tread, tread, tread.

In the mist, there was a steady and powerful sound of footsteps.

I saw a bloody figure walking out of the fog.

It was a huge war spirit several feet tall, with a majestic physique and exploding muscles. It was surrounded by blood-colored chains formed by traces of hostility and resentment. Its hair was disheveled, its face was as ferocious as Shura, and its pupils were like the sun and moon, which brought terror to people. Depressed atmosphere.

"Old... ancestor?"

Jiang Mingxin looked at this war spirit and was completely stunned.

Because the appearance of the fighting spirit is exactly the same as Jiang Fusheng, the ancestor of the Jiang family.

To be precise, this battle spirit is Jiang Fusheng.

"You ants, you dare to invade my territory, you deserve to die!"

Jiang Fusheng's eyes emitted a fierce light, and his whole body exploded with rage, as if he had lost his mind.

He suddenly took action and struck out with a palm, which only hit Pan Cuiliang.

This palm is small and weak, but it is extremely powerful like the Immortal Emperor's anger.

Jiang Fusheng was frightened and could resist it completely.

"Big heart!"

When the war spirit saw this, he also struck out with a palm. The energy of the Heavenly Thunder Divine Veins gathered in his palm, and the thunder brewed, and he collided with Jiang Mingxin's palm fiercely.

Bang.

The two palms collided, causing a shocking air wave. Each took two steps forward, but they were evenly matched.

"Your ancestors were riddled with violence and have lost their minds."

Zhan Ling stared at Jiang Mingxin and felt that he had lost his mind.

It seems that he was in a fantasy world, where the young man was fighting with the souls of the undead. He himself was tortured by sinful karma and was riddled with hostility. He was able to extricate himself and even wanted to kill his predecessors.

"Son, who do you think has lost his mind? I want to kill him!"

Jiang Mingxin was furious, and he swung the bloody chains all over his body, like the wrath of God's punishment, and struck the war spirit fiercely.

The war spirit circulated the Lingfeng Divine Vein and the Morning Wind, and with the wind added to it, it was like a wisp of heavy wind, avoiding Jiang Mingxin's attack.

The moment he dodged the attack, War Spirit immediately counterattacked.

"Rainfa, Chidori Flying Sword Style!"

The spiritual energy of the Heavenly Thunder Divine Veins exploded, and streaks of purple lightning converged into a torrent of thunder and lightning flying swords. It also erupted with a sound like a thousand birds singing in unison, and the sound was rolling, and it fiercely killed Pan Cuiliang.

"The great skill of a carving insect, the small method of transforming the sky, break it for me!"

Jiang Mingxin snorted, feeling moved. He pushed his palm back, and a terrifying flow of dark white air burst out from his palm.

This dark white air flow carries an extremely terrifying aura, as if it can melt everything.

The torrent of thunder and lightning flying swords slashed by the war spirit was turned away by Jiang Mingxin in just a moment, and the thousands of birds screamed and turned into nothingness.

"Is this...a small method of transforming heaven?"

When Zhan Ling saw Jiang Mingxin's magical means, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt extremely terrifying energy fluctuations.

The magical power that Pan Cuiliang used was a small method of transforming heaven.

The legendary Heaven-Transforming Technique is a magical technique created by Emperor Yuantian himself. It can melt all things, refine all things, and even neutralize all the enemy's attacks. It is very powerful.

Pan Cui saw that his Thousand Birds Flying Sword Style was melted away as soon as he hit it, and he deeply felt the power of this small method of transforming the sky.

"Ant, I will melt your body and soul into nothingness!"

Jiang Mingxin took a small step and pressed a palm hard on the top of the war spirit's head. The palm was filled with energy fluctuations from the small method of transforming the sky, which was very scary.

"Dragon Flame Divine Vein, Flame Dragon Fist, broken!"

The fighting spirit clenched its fists, the energy of the Flame Monument surged, the Dragon Flame Divine Vein opened, and a Flame Dragon appeared under the fist, which even contained a little power of the Dragon Soaring Star, and blasted towards Pan Cuiliang.

"Hahaha, are you still giving up?"

Jiang Mingxin looked up to the sky and smiled, still using the small method of transforming the sky. The dark white air flow around his body melted away all the fists bombarded by the war spirit.

The fighting spirit dragon fist was so powerful that it could blast through the starry sky. This punch clearly hit Jiang Mingxin's body, but it seemed to have hit cotton, so heavy that it felt no force at all.

Under the influence of the small method of transforming the sky, all the punches that Zhan Ling did not have were actually transformed, and it was completely able to hurt Jiang Ming's heart.

"Nothing interesting."

The war spirit's eyes narrowed slightly, and he used the Four Heaven-Severing Swords, the Divine Elephant Collision, the Dragon Fighting Spear, the Sacred Book and other techniques, but all of them were of no use.

Pan Cuiliang's little method of transforming the sky seems to be able to resolve everything. Even if the war spirit wants to use the sacred book to purify him and restore his sanity, he can do it.

Because of Wu's magical powers, Pan Cuiliang will be transformed by him as soon as he comes into contact with him.

Jiang Fusheng and the other weaklings of the Shaojiang family were frightened when they saw Zhan Ling and Pan Cuiliang fighting peacefully, with the sky and the earth darkening, and seeing the power of the Heaven Transformation method.

"It's amazing that our ancestors are so powerful. Brother Zhan Ling has beaten him well."

Jiang Fusheng's heart felt as if it were burning. Although Jiang Mingxin had died, only Ye Chen was left, but the cultivation base of Ye Chen was comparable to that of the war spirit.