A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

The attacks of the two were intertwined in an instant, Qing's fist was heavily bombarded on Lu's zhenqi defense, and Lu's defense suddenly trembled, only lasted for a moment before collapsing.At the same time, the dagger in Green's hand pierced Qing's defense, and the sharp blade easily pierced Qing's defense, and finally pierced directly into Qing's chest.

Qing gritted his teeth, and continued to strike at Lu's mouth with his fist. Green's eyes sharpened, and he immediately poured majestic Qi into the dagger, and the dagger instantly burst into silver light.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spewed out of Qing's mouth, and his fist stopped not far in front of Lu Xiong.

At this moment, Ye Wutian's Nirvana finger was finally ready.

As the fingertip totem bloomed, a golden glow shot out.

This golden light was as fast as lightning, and when Lu realized it, it was too late to resist, he could only watch the golden light shoot at himself.

At the moment when he was hit by the golden light, Lu's body suddenly trembled, not because the golden light caused any harm to his body, but because, at this moment, he felt that his fate was as if he had been killed by the young man in the distance. Generally in the hand.This feeling of involuntary fate caused endless fear in his heart, and even his soul throbbed accordingly.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a strong breath of death approaching rapidly, and when he turned his head, he saw a palm-sized totem attacking along the golden light.In the next second, the totem had already slapped him, and then disappeared in a flash, as if absorbed by his body.

Without any warning, Lu's body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground without a sound. He was already dead and couldn't die anymore, but even so, his wide-eyed eyes were still full of fear.

At this moment, Ye Wutian finally comprehended the profound meaning contained in these short six words "Nirvana refers to judgment of life and death".Just now, the moment the golden light hit Lu, he clearly felt that he could control the opponent's life and death. Although this feeling was very short and subtle, he believed that this was the essence of Nirvana Finger.

"Brother Qing!" Cheng Bing yelled in surprise and rushed to Qing, and helped him up from the ground. The dagger was still stuck in his chest, and the clothes around the wound had been shredded, exposing the bloody skin. .

Ye Wutian quickly ran to Qing, knelt down and picked up his hand to feel his pulse, and finally let it go regretfully.

"Brother Qing, wake up, wake up." Cheng Bing cried and shook Qing's body.

"Ahem!" Qing coughed out a mouthful of blood, and Yoyo woke up.

Cheng Bing quickly wiped away the blood from the corner of Qing's mouth, and said, "Brother Qing, you will be fine."

Qing slowly raised her hand and grabbed Cheng Bing's hand, "Zi, I once said, yes, I will protect you, do you remember, do you remember?" He asked intermittently, panting heavily.

"Yeah! I remember, I remember." Cheng Bing nodded vigorously with tears in his eyes.

How could she forget that moment.

After completing the task of exterminating the Yang family and returning to the headquarters, he was punished by his superior for losing the brain-rotating pill, and his abdomen was severely injured by the superior with a sharp sword.

At that time, the boss said coldly: "If you survive this time, I will give you the antidote, or you will die in the dungeon." He threw her into the dungeon directly.

At the moment when she was completely desperate lying in the cold dungeon, Qing secretly appeared in front of her with healing medicine.

"Zi, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

She clearly remembered what Qing said at the time. . .

"Okay, live well, even if there is only, only one day left, you must live well..." Qing's hand hangs down, and there is a satisfied smile on his face, like a martyr who has fulfilled his mission and died like a hero .

"Brother Qing, Brother Qing, don't die." Cheng Bing kept shaking Qing's body, crying loudly, and then took Ye Wutian's hand and begged: "Help him, please save him quickly!" she."

Although the surface is strong, Cheng Bing's heart is still very fragile. Seeing her so sad, Ye Wutian is also heartbroken.

"His internal organs have been destroyed by zhenqi, and I can't save him." Although this fact is very cruel, Ye Wutian still said it truthfully.

Cheng Bing sat paralyzed on the ground, his face was covered with tears, full of sadness.

Ye Wutian stepped forward, embraced her in his arms, and said softly: "I will complete the rest of his mission, and I will protect you, just like him."

Cheng Bing leaned against Ye Wutian's arms and wept heartily.

Liu Yiran, Fan Xiaoling, and Xu Jing who heard the news also stepped forward to comfort them.

After crying for a long time, Cheng Bing just left Ye Wutian's arms and was helped by the three women to sit down on the sofa.

Ye Wutian called Jiuzhi, apparently asking him to bring someone over to collect the corpse.

After hanging up the phone, he pulled out the dagger in front of Qingxiong, wiped off the blood on it, walked up to Cheng Bing with it, handed it to her, and said, "Take self-defense."

Cheng Bing took the dagger silently.

Not long after, Jiuzhi arrived with a group of people.

"Drag that corpse to the dogs." Ye Wutian pointed to Lu's corpse and ordered, then walked up to Qing, took a deep look, and ordered: "Help him change into clean clothes, take him to cremation and prepare for the funeral at once."

"Yes!" Jiuzhi agreed.

After Jiuzhi and others left, Ye Wutian went straight back to the room.

This time Qing's death made him more deeply aware of the flaws in front of him. If he could be stronger, if he could cast Nirvana Finger faster, maybe the result would be completely different.

He walked to the bookshelf with a dejected expression, picked up the Chiyan Saber and danced the sword technique of Jingleijue. . .

Lofts stand among the mountains, and among the rolling mountains, there is an ancient practice family, the Wan family.

Back then, the Yang family, the Xiao family, and the Wan family were once known as the three major martial arts families, but now only the Wan family remains of these three families.

At this time, in a spacious and luxurious living room, Wan Changfeng, the head of the Wan family, was sitting in the main seat of the living room, closing his eyes and meditating.

Wan Changfeng is already 90 years old, relying on his cultivation in the early stages of the Heaven Realm, it is obviously not a problem to live to be hundreds of years old.

After sitting quietly for a while, an old man in sixties with pale hair and a thin face walked in quickly from the living room door. He was the second elder of the Wan family, Wan He. up.

Before Wan He came to the front, Wan Changfeng opened his eyes and asked, "Second Elder, seeing that you are in a hurry, what's the hurry?"

Wan He strode up to Wan Changfeng, stopped, and said, "Patriarch, just now there is news from Yunnan that the Third Elder is dead."

Wan Changfeng's face changed in vain, and he asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"According to Wan Jiangming's report, the Third Elder was killed by a young man of low status." Wan He said truthfully.

Wan Changfeng took two deep breaths and asked, "Do you know who that young man is from?"

"I only know that his name is Ye Wutian, he is a young man in his twenties, from Jiangling City, Cangnan Province." Wan He replied.

Wan Changfeng frowned, and said with a solemn expression: "In his twenties, he has a cultivation base in the realm, and he can kill the third elder in the middle stage of the realm. It seems that this young man has a strong background."

"Patriarch, please allow the subordinates to go to Jiangling immediately, kill this person, and avenge the third elder." Wan He pleaded seriously, he usually had a close relationship with Wan Tianhao, now that Wan Tianhao was killed, he was naturally furious .

Wan Changfeng waved his hand and said, "Until the identity of this person is found out, don't act rashly."

"Patriarch, if this person really has some background, wouldn't the Third Elder not be avenged?" Wan He asked urgently.

"Of course revenge is for revenge, but different means need to be adopted according to the identity of the other party." Wan Changfeng's eyes flashed sharply, and then he sighed again, and said, "I have my own plan for revenge. Right now, the Martial Arts Conference is just around the corner, and the Great Elder is currently in retreat, this time you will lead the disciples of the Wan Family to attend."

"Lead by me?" Wan He was surprised for a while, and then worried: "Patriarch, with my cultivation, I'm afraid I may not be able to win the position of martial arts leader for my Wan family."

"There is no need to fight for the leader of the martial arts this time. After the youth competition is over, you should lead the disciples to evacuate quickly. It seems that there will be some action from the organization." Wan Changfeng ordered.

"Could it be that the organization intends to attack various factions in the martial arts?" Wan He asked curiously.

Wan Changfeng shook his head and said, "I'm not very clear about the specifics. Anyway, after the youth competition is over, you should find an excuse to leave immediately."

"Yes!" Wan He agreed.

Then, Wan Changfeng asked again: "By the way, how is this kid Shijie doing?"

"With the help of the elixir given by the patriarch, Shijie's cultivation has improved rapidly. Not long ago, he broke through the profound realm and successfully stepped into the realm." Wan He replied.

Wan Changfeng's eyes lit up, and he asked joyfully, "Why didn't you tell me about such a happy event in time?"

"Recently, Shijie has been practicing in seclusion. He originally planned to surprise you, the patriarch, after he has mastered the second level of the Ten Thousand Buddha Palm." Wan He explained with a smile.

Wan Changfeng chuckled and said, "So that's how it is. This kid's aptitude is far superior to that of you and me, and his future achievements will definitely be great. If there is any need in cultivation, I will try my best to satisfy him. Also, before this martial arts conference, he If you can get out, take him with you, so that firstly, other forces in the martial arts world can see the new force of my Wan family, and secondly, let Shijie learn more."

"Yes! Then the subordinate will leave first." Wan He said and turned to leave.

After Wan He left, Wan Changfeng murmured to himself again: "He can kill the Third Elder in his twenties, his aptitude is probably higher than that of Shijie, if he also participates in this martial arts conference... "Thinking of this, worry appeared on Wan Changfeng's face. . .

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a huge memorial service was held in Tanglin City.

Thousands of Wutianmeng brothers in black suits sent this strange man on the road to hell.

A long black dragon lined up on Dongxing Street, the sound of mourning music and firecrackers came and went, and the whole scene was extremely spectacular. . .