Divine Doctor Xiao Mengfei

Chapter 660 Emperor Jingheng Asura's Side

Fatty and Bai Lan followed up, and saw the figures of the two of them, you come and go, the moves are fast in the blink of an eye, and after about twenty moves, they were amazed that Zhili's martial arts are so powerful, that they can do it in the same way. Di Jingheng has used so many tricks.

And Zhili was surprised by Di Jingheng's martial arts, which was a bit stronger than he imagined. He thought that this man might not be as good as Gu Yihan and Xiao Feizhu, but now it seems that Gu Yihan and Xiao Feizhu Fighting together with Feizhu is easier than fighting alone.

Swish!
One sword qi, one vitality, shot at the opponent quickly like a flying arrow, both sides avoided sideways one after another, and then stood at both ends of the pool, hostile to each other.

"Give me back Qiqi, or I'll kill you." Di Jingheng held a soft sword in his hand, and his eyes were as cold as a knife looking straight at Zhili. spread.

If he hadn't needed to find Qiqi back, he would have desperately tried his best to kill this smelly monk today, but this monk is the only one who can tell where Qiqi has gone so far.

Zhili glanced at Di Jingheng, looked at the blood on the sword tip, and then looked down at his neck. He couldn't see the wound, but his neck was in burning pain. The aorta is no more than an inch.

If he hadn't dodged just now, the wound was only half an inch away from the main artery, and he would have almost died in the hands of this lifeless man in front of him.On the other hand, the wind blade he shot just now only hurt Di Jingheng's shoulder, not even fatal.

If this is said, it will definitely be laughed at.

"The poor monk can't pay it back." Zhili told the truth.

When the words fell, Di Jingheng's soft sword stabbed at him again, if he didn't say anything, he would hit until he said, as long as Zhili is taken down, there are plenty of ways to make him speak.

Fatty and Bai Lan stopped watching, and they stepped forward with swords, but they were quickly beaten back. They couldn't intervene in the battle between the two.

There was no shadow of sword, light or sword, but the rustling sword energy cut down the nearby trees, and the splashes of water startled the birds in the forest. It looked like a battle between the strong and the strong.

The smell of blood is getting heavier, and the entangled and fighting figures are getting faster and faster. If they weren't still there, it might just be an illusion.

Bang bang bang!
The domineering sword qi and the vitality collided together, exploded, and then formed a aftermath, which spread out to the surroundings.

Big Fatty and Bai Lan were unprepared, they were shocked by the aftermath, and were sent flying a meter away before hitting the ground hard.

"My lord." Fatty didn't care about his injury, he stood up quickly and rushed out, trying to save him.

When he got to the water pool, he saw that Di Jingheng had already grabbed Zhili, who was all wet, like a chicken, and he was carrying him ashore.

"My lord." Fatty felt startled, because the clear pool was now completely red, like a puddle of blood, which was the blood from the lord's fight with the monk.

Thinking about it this way, Fatty quickly looked at Di Jingheng again. His face was covered with blood, and his whole body was as red as if he had been fished out of a pool of blood. He was holding a lifeless Zhili in his hand. Like Shura who crawled out of hell.

Bai Lan was shocked by this scene. She never thought that the prince who smiled so affectionately and harmlessly would have such a Shura side.

(End of this chapter)