The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 3080 Secret Hands
Li Chuchen wanted Zhou Liqun to leave, so he was the first to tell him after returning to Zhengyangmen.At that time, he also asked Zhou Liqun to go to the treasury to get things by himself, as much as he could get. Zhou Liqun did indeed do that. He took a lot of things. Li Chuchen didn't care about the specifics, because there was no need to care. .

At that time, Zhou Liqun also left. Li Chuchen clearly felt that he had left, but he did not expect that he would come back at this time.

And the direction he was going was obviously the direction where Fatty Feng and He Jialuo were.

Fatty Feng was not He Jialuo's opponent in the first place, and he was almost terrified by He Jialuo, let alone his opponent. Moreover, Fatty Feng wanted to get the help of the Supreme Elder, so he kept dodging and dodging , while asking for help.

It's just that the Grand Elder's thoughts were all on the warship. Those dozens of warships and dozens of False God masters were enough to scare the Grand Elder, so he didn't have the heart to help him.

He Jialuo's face was cold, a long sword rolled out countless sword flowers in the air, like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, with little sword lights, rolling towards Fatty Feng's body.

From a distance, it seemed that Fatty Feng was about to be attacked everywhere.

"He Jialuo!" On Fatty Feng's white and tender skin, He Jialuo's sword flower slashed, and a slender wound appeared. Fortunately, Fatty Feng was fast enough to dodge it, but blood still flowed down. Fatty Feng was shocked and angry when he saw the blood. He was terrified by the blood, and at the same time extremely annoyed. He continued to evade, and shouted loudly, "Aren't you going? You can't get along with me now. When the time comes, the unlucky only It will be yourself!"

Fatty Feng meant that He Jialuo was chasing him now, and after he surrendered, He Jialuo would be in trouble.

He Jialuo just sneered.

Seeing Li Jimin's men make a move, he was almost certain that Fatty Feng's intentions would not come true.Fatty Feng wanted to surrender, but it was wishful thinking.

His long sword rolled even faster, bringing out bursts of cold light, and slashed towards Fatty Feng's neck.

Fatty Feng's life-saving skills are top-notch, and he escaped embarrassingly under the long sword several times, but it is impossible for him to escape far.He Jialuo was stronger and faster than him, how could he give him a chance to escape.

After a few rounds, Fatty Feng was already in danger.

Seeing He Jialuo, he wanted to fight him forever, and there was absolutely no hope of giving up. Fatty Feng cursed: "He Jialuo, you bastard, dare to attack Master Feng. After a while, Master Feng will definitely make your life worse than death! Ma De , Do you really think that labor and management are afraid of you? Master Feng has worked hard, but he has never been afraid of anyone!"

With a slap of his fat hand, the scimitar in his hand immediately turned into two handles, one in each hand, waving wildly, and in the air, crescent moon-like blade lights were drawn, and rushed towards He Jialuo.

"In the past, Master Feng didn't want to reveal his trump card, but now you're bullying too much, don't blame Master Feng for being rude!" Fatty Feng roared angrily, and suddenly raised his body by half a meter. At this moment, his obese body looked much stronger.

His voice was loud, his eyes were full of murderous intent and majesty, he looked like a different person, and there was still a faint golden light shining on his body.

"The wrath of the gods!" Fatty Feng roared, and the scimitar in his hands suddenly burst into dazzling golden light. In an instant, the flames and black stones within three meters around were all rushed out. Generally a vacuum.

Sacred and powerful aura surged all over his body, and he slashed down fiercely with the scimitar in both hands.

Two round moon blade lights several meters long rushed towards He Jialuo.

That sword glow was pure and had a cold murderous intent.

He Jialuo sneered: "Pretending to be a ghost!"

He Jialuo let out a low snort, with one hand behind his back and the other holding the sword, lightly parrying the blade lights that rushed over first, then the long sword straightened forward, and then rushed towards the two blade lights several meters long, one of which was caught He just hit the middle position, and then the blade light shattered.

As for the other one, He Jialuo slapped it casually, and the blade glow was immediately sent flying.

"Strong outside but capable inside." He Jialuo smiled disdainfully, thinking that Fatty Feng's abilities were limited to this, he still didn't have real ability, or, he still didn't dare to work hard.

He was about to bully him, but soon, his expression changed, and a strange smile appeared on Fatty Feng's face instead.

He Jialuo knew something was wrong, so he turned around with a sword and stabbed in one direction.

At this moment, Fatty Feng shouted loudly: "Explosion!"

boom!
A huge explosion sounded, and the sea of ​​flames with a radius of ten meters was immediately reopened. Countless black stones were blown into the air, and an explosion occurred in the air.

However, none of those explosions could compare to the explosion below.

The ground trembled, and the ground within ten meters of the entire hall was blown to pieces, and countless rubble flew up, covering the sky within ten meters.

He Jialuo's whole body was at the center of the explosion, surrounded by the violent explosion.

We can see clearly that Fatty Feng's two sword lights are clear, but they are also responsible for diverting attention.Fatty Feng knew that his strength was inferior to that of Jia Luo, and He Jialuo looked down on him, so he took advantage of He Jialuo's underestimation of the enemy, and first unleashed two sword lights that seemed to be quite powerful, but those two The sword light was easily deciphered by He Jialuo. At the same time, He Jialuo despised him even more in his heart. Then, when He Jialuo picked up the second sword light, he secretly threw a few top-grade magic weapons.

The power of the self-detonation of the top-grade magic weapon should never be underestimated. Moreover, those few top-quality magic weapons of his are inherently strange, as if they were specially refined for self-explosion.

At the same time, after those top-grade magic weapons that exploded, there was also a scimitar that he secretly sent out.

It was a low-grade spiritual weapon, and its power was impressive.

Its blade is shining with black light, it is an extremely sharp spiritual weapon, it should have the characteristics of armor-piercing, and it can easily break through the defense of others.

The self-detonation of the top-quality magic weapon really caused He Jialuo a lot of trouble.

Within the range of the explosion, there was a muffled groan, and Fatty Feng laughed out loud when he heard the joy: "He Jialuo, so what if you are stronger than me, why don't you want to fall into Master Feng's hands!"

After finishing speaking, murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "I have long wanted to kill you! Although I can't torture you well, it doesn't matter. After killing you, Master Feng will be much easier in the future."

A black light flashed, and the scimitar fell into the explosion range.

Then, another scream came out, and Fatty Feng was even more proud.

(End of this chapter)