The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 762 Sharpening Stone

Chapter eight hundred and seventy-eight

The top of Xiaoqing Mountain.

The battle rages on.

The two figures are as imposing as a rainbow.

A figure was full of blood and energy, and it went straight up like a smoke of energy, breaking through the snow clouds in the sky, and even the flying snowflakes stopped.

The other figure was filled with yellow light, and an immemorial and boundless aura continuously emanated from him.

The red figure is the leader of the dragon group. Every punch and every kick of his can drive the mighty power of heaven and earth.

boom!

The leader of the dragon team slapped it away with a palm, and the vitality within a radius of tens of meters boiled.

A huge and incomparably big handprint of Zhengang was taken brazenly towards the yellow figure, as if the will of the gods was suppressing mortals.

The yellow figure is Long Xiaoshan.

Although his martial arts realm is far inferior to that of the leader of the dragon group, and he cannot control the power of heaven and earth like the other party, his clone is an ancient alien species with surging demon power and physical strength, far surpassing that of human beings.

Feel the lock of the power of the whole body.

kill!

Long Xiaoshan let out a wild roar, brazenly fearless.

Like a long spear, his body pierced through the sky directly, and made a hole in the suppressed Zhengang big handprint.

Long Xiaoshan opened his mouth and sucked wildly, and the power of heaven and earth was pulled like green smoke, and he swallowed it directly into his stomach.

"Break it for me!"

Long Xiaoshan tore it violently with both hands, and directly tore the Zhengang handprint into pieces.

He rushed to the bloody figure, and violently attacked.

The leader of the dragon group had indifferent eyes, stirring the vitality of the world, and easily blocked all the attacks of Long Xiaoshan. His martial arts experience and artistic conception of martial arts were far above Long Xiaoshan, even surpassing Tang Honghu.

Seeing him manipulating the vitality of the heavens and the earth, as if he could do it at his fingertips, he knew that his strength was far superior to Tang Honghu's.

The vitality of the world these days is like a huge cage.

The smoke and cloud lingered, constantly trapping Long Xiaoshan.

However, Long Xiaoshan did not back down.

Punches, kicks, shoulder bumps, elbows.

Long Xiaoshan was like a fighting maniac, constantly attacking the leader of the dragon team again and again, like a brave man who never surrendered, and the sky would disappear in smoke.

The leader of the dragon group beat up the flying dragon hill again and again, or trapped the dragon hill with the vitality of heaven and earth, but he broke through the cage.

And he was surprised to find out.

Long Xiaoshan is making progress.

He was improving constantly at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye. At the beginning, Long Xiaoshan's force was pure brute force in the eyes of the leader of the dragon group, and the artistic conception of martial arts was unbearably crude.

It is only by using a superhumanly powerful body and unparalleled "internal strength" that he can barely fight him.

Such strength made him a little disappointed.

But as Long Xiaoshan fought against him again and again.

Every attack of Long Xiaoshan became smoother and full of mystery than the last one. Team leader Long had never seen a person improve so fast.

No matter how monstrous the talent is, there should be a process of digestion and absorption.

Long Xiaoshan almost completely violated common sense. If the perception of martial arts is compared to water, he is like a sponge thrown into the water, swallowing water every second.

How could there be such a monster.

The leader of the dragon team wondered if Long Xiaoshan was hiding his clumsiness, but, is it necessary? He was obviously invincible, so he didn't hurry up to use all his strength, so that he could squeeze his true strength bit by bit like a sponge.

How did he know that Long Xiaoshan was really at a very low level in martial arts.

That is, the level of Xuan level.

Compared with a great master like the leader of the dragon group, there is a huge gap.

But Long Xiaoshan swallowed Tang Honghu.

Tang Honghu's martial arts comprehension for nearly a hundred years, as well as Qiu Zhen's martial arts comprehension, are stored in his body, and there is no way to immediately transform it into his own comprehension. Prolong the fight of this great master, speed up the process of absorption, and directly verify and transform these experiences from the battle.

That's why the leader of the dragon group had this strange illusion.

Almost every attack of Long Xiaoshan will enhance the artistic conception of martial arts.

He had no idea that he had become a whetstone.

He is constantly polishing Long Xiaoshan, a peerless weapon, and gradually revealing its edge.

The two sides brazenly attacked and killed hundreds of rounds.

No matter how vigorous the blood of the leader of the dragon group is.

They were all worn down by Long Xiaoshan and could no longer maintain that peak state.

Long Xiaoshan is like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death.

The speed of progress is so terrifying.

The leader of the dragon group is afraid that if he continues to consume like this, he will consume himself to death sooner or later.

The two sides squared off again.

That blood-colored figure rose into the sky, like Ling Chen, a god. He had already lost the patience to come and go, and he probably knew the strength of Long Xiaoshan.

It's time to end this fight.

"Happy! Long Xiaoyou, take another punch from me!"

The blood shadow traversed the sky, the boiling blood ignited the air, boom, the blood shadow punched out, the ferocity of his punch was indescribable, the power of heaven and earth within a radius of [-] meters was pulled over, twisted into A bloody fist print, during the bombardment of this fist print, became more and more solid, and finally turned into a crystal clear red fist, carved like a ruby.

The imaginary fist print has completely turned into an ice crystal entity, and this ice crystal-clear red fist is formed by the condensation of the vast vitality of heaven and earth.

It is no longer the strength of the human body.

But the real power of heaven.

Under this punch, Long Xiaoshan really felt the oppression of death. You must know that he is an ancient alien species, and his body is so strong that he may not die even if he is hit by a high-explosive bomb.

But the punch of the leader of the dragon group made him feel like he would be killed, which showed the power of the opponent's punch.

This kind of oppression of life and death not only did not make Long Xiaoshan shrink back.

On the contrary, the golden flames in his eyes burned more and more fiercely, like two little suns, emitting an incomparably dazzling light, and at the same time, the brutal and ferocious blood in the ancient alien species was completely stimulated.

A streak of yellow light shot up into the sky, twisting behind him into a huge four-winged and six-legged phantom of the ancestor witch.

hold head high--

An ancient roar came from Long Xiaoshan's body.

Followed by.

The top of Xiaoqing Mountain was engulfed by dazzling blood and yellow light.

At the foot of Xiaoqingshan.

At the beginning, the people in the special branch could only hear rumbling roars and a large number of rolling down rocks, as if the entire Xiaoqingshan was shaking. After an unknown period of time, the roaring sound disappeared.

Everyone thought the battle was over.

Suddenly, a group of intense red and yellow lights rose from the top of the mountain. These two groups of light collided with each other, like thunder and lightning in the dark night, and then a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

After about a second or two.

An unprecedented explosion came from the top of the mountain, shaking everyone's eardrums to the point of bursting, and all the car windows shattered instantly.

(End of this chapter)