Urban Medical God

Ye Lingtian received the power of essence and blood left by his ancestors, and his strength was almost absorbed. Facing some strong men from Kunlunxu, he was no longer as embarrassed as before.

If you want to fight, fight and never frown.

Ye Lingtian glanced at Mo Ning and said, "Miss Mo, you should leave first. If you have a chance to see the palace master in the future, please tell the palace master that I, Ye Lingtian, am not a coward!"

With a scolding, Ye Lingtian's legs exploded, spanning a full ten meters in height.

Then the true energy condensed into both arms, and he slashed down with a sword in the air.

The devastating sword intent passed through the air, drawing violent sparks.

Seeing that it was about to hit Huang Lingcheng's body, Huang Lingcheng had no intention of dodging. He just glanced at the two people behind him: "I don't want to see this person again, understand? A waste of this level is not qualified to breathe in the same place as me. Air!"

"Yes, Master!"

The eyes of the two burly men burst out with murderous intent, and their whole bodies rushed out. One of them even had a pair of steel-like gloves on his palm, and he opened his five fingers and grabbed Ye Lingtian's sword intent directly!

"Crack!" Sparks flew everywhere.

What surprised Ye Lingtian was that his sword's infinite power seemed to be blocked, or even disappear.

But the light on the gloves was extremely weird.

"What kind of treasure is this!"

Before Ye Lingtian could react, the burly man wearing steel gloves showed a disdainful smile, muttering something, and a streak of blood appeared on the gloves.

As the blood energy appeared, the spiritual sword in Ye Lingtian's hand actually melted on the spot.

This scene made Ye Lingtian and Moning's pupils dilate!

Mourning was born in a big family and is well-informed, but now he has no idea what kind of energy is hidden in the gloves.

It can actually melt a spiritual sword of this level.

Ye Lingtian became more and more unable to react. Just as he was losing consciousness, another burly man slapped his palm, and an overwhelming force surged in like a strong wind.

Ye Lingtian's face changed drastically. It was too late to dodge, and he saw the palm print condensed with white energy hitting Ye Lingtian's chest firmly.

Ye Lingtian's chest instantly sunk, and his whole body flew backwards.

He was already injured, and the two burly men both had the strength of the Principle Source Realm.

What to resist.

Ye Lingtian spit out blood and stood up with support from his arms. He remembered the scene of fighting with Ye Chen in China.

He didn't want to hold back the palace master. ׺°”˜˜`”°º×

The palace master asked him to enter the Blood Spirit Secret Realm alone just to take out some opportunities. He couldn't just die like this!

His body was swaying as he tried to stand up, and he even heard a clicking sound from some bones.

Huang Lingcheng became somewhat interested when he saw this scene. He knew the power of his two men. Not only did the man not die under one blow from them, but he could also stand up like this. He was quite a figure.

He put his hands behind his back and said with an interesting tone: "Your name is Ye Lingtian, right? Are you interested in joining my Huang family? If you follow me from now on, I can not only heal you, but I can even make you become like my two men." How is it?"

In Huang Lingcheng's eyes, Ye Lingtian had no right to refuse, because once he refused, it would be equal to death.

Although Moning beside Ye Lingtian wanted to help Ye Lingtian, she had no ability and her Dantian was almost restrained.

She looked at Ye Lingtian's trembling legs and shaky body, and quickly reminded: "Ye Lingtian, agree first, living is more important than anything else."

Huang Lingcheng smiled and continued: "Ye Lingtian, it seems that Miss Mo is more understanding than you. The rules of Kunlunxu are actually very simple, the weak eat the strong, and live. This job is my pity for you, you have no right to refuse, come on Come on, call me Mr. Huang, and then lick the dirt on my shoes. From now on, you will be a dog next to me, Huang Lingcheng."

After the words fell, there was a sound of laughter.

It's Ye Lingtian!

Ye Lingtian's laughter echoed far away, quite free and easy, quite hearty.

"Why are you laughing?" Huang Lingcheng frowned.

Ye Lingtian's cold eyes shot out, his smile faded, and even though his body was shaking, he still stood upright.

He allowed the blood to gush out from his body, and the veins all over his body popped out, and he said word by word: "I, Ye Lingtian, take the mission of the Ye family as my own responsibility. In the eternal world, I will only believe in one person, and that is the palace master! I am the one who serves the palace master." Ye Lingtian’s heart’s desire!”

"Other than the palace master, who else is qualified to send me, Ye Lingtian!"

This was Ye Lingtian's attitude when he spoke freely.

When Huang Lingcheng heard this, his expression was ferocious: "Palace Master? Humph! In front of me, Huang Lingcheng, no one can call me Lord! Since you don't want the chance I gave you, then, Huang Yi, crush this guy's knees, and then , beheaded!"

"I want to see if there is any use in believing in some bullshit palace master at this time!"

"Yes! Master!"

The burly man named Huang Yi instantly turned into an afterimage. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Ye Lingtian and eliminated him with one kick.

"Crack!" With a sound, Ye Lingtian's kneecap broke and he knelt down.

The powerful pain caused Ye Lingtian to break out in cold sweat on his forehead, but he never cried out.

He stared at Huang Lingcheng, even if his knees were broken, he still stood up.

Just by will.

His whole body was soaked, and there were hideous veins on his neck and face.

"I said, except for the Palace Master, no one has the right to make me, Ye Lingtian, kneel down! Even if I am a dog, I will only be the Palace Master's dog!"

With a roar, serious injuries swept over Ye Lingtian's body, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Mourning was completely shocked when he saw this scene.

She didn't understand why Ye Chen had such a loyal servant around him, who could tolerate everything but never give in for the faith in his heart.

How virtuous and capable is Ye Chen!

"Ye Lingtian, are you crazy? If you continue like this, you will die!" Mo Ning said hoarsely.

But Ye Lingtian smiled with firm eyes: "Miss Mo family, remember my words, Ye Lingtian, if you can survive and see the palace master, please tell him that the person I, Ye Lingtian, admire the most in my life is the palace master. If there is an afterlife, I, Ye Lingtian, will definitely practice for thousands of years and follow it to the death!"

Huang Lingcheng was so angry when he heard that Ye Lingtian was talking about the palace master.

It was as if Huang Lingcheng was not as good as the palace master Ye Lingtian said.

He didn't want to waste any more time, so he waved his hand and said, "Get rid of this ant quickly. We still have a lot to do next."

"Yes, Master!"

Huang Yi's eyes were cold, and a short knife appeared in his hand. The short knife kept leaking out a hint of ice. Then he took three steps and appeared in front of Ye Lingtian. The short knife brought extreme temperature and wiped directly towards Ye Lingtian's neck. .