The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 1270

Chapter 44

"Can you run?"

Looking at the direction in which Bai Xiuzhu disappeared, Long Xiaoshan raised his hand and slashed out, and a cyan blade of true energy smashed on the wall of the meeting room in an instant.

A scream came out.

Blood spurted from the wall.

A figure also emerged, whose body was stuck in the wall, it was Bai Xiuzhu who escaped with the earth talisman just now.

One of Bai Xiuzhu's legs was cut off, and he screamed in pain.

Long Xiaoshan walked over and pulled Bai Xiuzhu out of the wall abruptly. The plastered Bai Xiuzhu shouted in a panic: "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

Long Xiaoshan pinched Bai Xiuzhu's neck and lifted it up to his face, golden flames danced in his eyes, as indifferent as a god: "If I remember correctly, when I came to Hong Kong Island last time, you jumped in front of me, I let you go once, but I didn't expect you to get worse, do you think that I, Long Xiaoshan, are too easy to talk and dare not step on your Bai family."

Facing the horror of Long Xiaoshan, Bai Xiuzhu felt as if his soul was being tormented in a raging fire.

He tremblingly said: "Master Long, it has nothing to do with me, it is the King of Heaven, King of Heaven, don't kill me, it really has nothing to do with me."

"You dare to say that this matter has nothing to do with your Bai family, and if you hide another word, I will screw your head off immediately." Long Xiaoshan said coldly.

"Don't, don't, I said, I said."

Bai Xiuzhu felt the murderous intent that went straight into his soul, and he didn't dare to shirk anymore. He hurriedly poured beans out of a bamboo tube to reveal the plan of the Bai family and King Tianjue to join forces to embezzle Longxiaoshan's assets and dominate the magic world of Hong Kong Island.

"What is the origin of Jue Wang that day?" Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes and asked coldly.

"King Tianjue is the spiritual king of Southeast Asia. He is known as the number one witchcraft and Gu in Southeast Asia. He sits in the Golden Triangle, and even General Shakun worships under him..."

"Gu technique?" Long Xiaoshan changed his expression and asked, "Tan Feifei's disappearance in Hong Kong Island has something to do with this Tianjue King."

"This..." Bai Xiuzhu showed hesitation on his face.

Long Xiaoshan immediately tightened his hands, and Bai Xiuzhu stuck out his tongue from being pinched, his eye sockets bulged, he struggled again and again, his eyes showed a look of begging, Long Xiaoshan let go, Bai Xiuzhu panicked and said: "I, I'm not very Clearly, I only heard from King Tianjue that what kind of Tianmai woman Tan Feifei is, has something to do with his cultivation, I really don't know anything else."

Tianmai woman?

Long Xiaoshan knew that Tan Feifei was a heavenly spirit root and a genius in cultivation.

It seems that the Gu worm belonged to King Tianjue.

At that time, he could see that the Gu worm was in Tan Feifei's body to absorb Tan Feifei's spiritual root.

It is very likely that he took out Tan Feifei's Gu worm, and the King of Heaven came to Hong Kong Island this day.

Long Xiaoshan connected the cause and effect of the matter, and his eyes became even colder.

At the same time, I feel even more guilty towards Shi Zhengqing. This matter started because of him, and only he can end it.

"Where is Jue Wang that day?" Long Xiaoshan snapped.

"I do not know."

"Huh?" Long Xiaoshan snorted.

"I really don't know." Bai Xiuzhu yelled in fear: "That day King Jue's usual whereabouts were mysterious, and his two apprentices, Suo Tun and Miya, came forward. I haven't seen him for a long time."

Long Xiaoshan used the Heavenly Vision and Earth Listening Dafa just now, but he really couldn't find the Heavenly Absolute King.

With the courage of Bai Xiuzhu, he shouldn't dare to lie to him.

He said lightly: "Then where are his two disciples? You should know."

"I know, I know this," Bai Xiuzhu said hastily, "They live on the Baolian Pagoda built by our Bai family in Taiping Mountain."

Hong Kong Island is not big.

Long Xiaoshan's divine sense spread out, covering the whole island.

On Taiping Mountain, there is a golden pagoda, more than [-] meters high. Inside the Baolian Pagoda, there are many powerful auras, two of which are particularly gloomy and cold.There is a big difference between the auras of wizards and sorcerers in Southeast Asia, so Long Xiaoshan can easily recognize these auras.

Click!

Long Xiaoshan directly pinched Bai Xiuzhu's neck.

The expression on Bai Xiuzhu's face was still in the astonishment just now, as if he didn't realize that he was killed just like that.

Long Xiaoshan casually threw Bai Xiuzhu's body on the ground, like trampling an ant to death.

He turned his head and glanced at the three brothers of the Li family: "I will come back when I have conquered the Heaven's End."

After finishing speaking, Long Xiaoshan jumped out of the window directly.

Li Hongtu and the others looked at Bai Xiuzhu's body on the ground, trembling, and hadn't seen each other for more than a month. This God of Killing was still as ruthless, taking lives at every turn.

The eldest son of the most powerful family in Hong Kong Island was killed just like this. In the face of such monstrous power, no matter how rich or noble he is, he is like floating clouds.

"Brother, brother, me, what should we do now?" Li Hongye said in horror.

"What else can I do, let Amy out first." Li Hongtu roared, and at the same time secretly prayed in his heart that Jue Wang would not lose the chain that day and could defeat Long Xiaoshan, otherwise the Li family would be ruined.

Hong Kong Island is really small.

After a few breaths, Long Xiaoshan flew to the top of Victoria Peak.

Under the Baolian Pagoda, there is a Buddhist temple. Long Xiaoshan's eyes were indifferent, he raised his palm, and urged his true energy, boom!

The violent vitality of heaven and earth condensed in his hands, and instantly condensed a giant palm of cyan vitality with a diameter of more than ten meters, which was pressed down from a high altitude like Mount Tai collapsing.

Ka Ka Ka!

As soon as the giant palm touched the Pagoda.

The entire pagoda is like glass, crushed and shattered inch by inch.

There were bursts of exclamations in the pagoda.

In an instant, more than ten figures rushed out from the pagoda.

The giant palm suddenly pressed down.

The [-]-meter-high pagoda turned into smoke and dust.

Those figures rushed out from the smoke and dust.

All of them looked horrified.

There was a loud roar from the mouth.

These people are all wearing black robes, walking barefoot, with metal decorations on their wrists and ankles, exuding a cold aura.

Only two of them were dressed slightly differently.

One is an extremely tall man, shirtless, with black tattoos all over his skin. Those tattoos are densely packed, even on his eyeballs, making his scalp numb.

Another woman, wearing tulle, has a variety of styles, full of Southeast Asian atmosphere, her waist is as flexible and slender as a water snake, a pair of brown-blue eyes, charming and glamorous, seductive.

"Junior Sister, are you alright?" Suo Tun asked.

"I'm fine," Miya's charming and ecstatic eyes revealed a tinge of horror. The Baolian Pagoda is so strong, how could it suddenly collapse.

They were almost buried in the rubble.

At this time, the smoke and dust gradually dispersed.

At the place where the Baolian Pagoda was originally, a gigantic palm print suddenly appeared, the palm prints on it were clearly visible, and all the bricks and stones on the Baolian Pagoda had been crushed into powder.

Seeing this palm print, the faces of all the wizards of the Tianjue lineage changed drastically.

This is obviously for people.

Suddenly a person pointed at the sky and shouted, and everyone looked up, only to see a person hovering high in the sky, looking down at them with indifferent eyes like the sky.

　I'm sorry, the status is not good, so I don't need to explain. I know that no matter how fast I write, there will be people complaining, not to mention writing so slowly now. I can only say that I try my best to write. In fact, I also want to write more. Writing is money. I'd better be able to It's more than one hundred thousand and eighty thousand words, but there is no way for it to be handicapped!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)