Super little genius doctor

Chapter 424 Hongmen
Seeing that Ning Xiaochuan walked towards the third painting.

In the crowd, a monk suddenly rushed out. His whole body was like an arrow flying from the string. His speed was extremely fast. Almost in the blink of an eye, he was already behind Ning Xiaochuan. He smashed it hard.

Metal killing power flashed above that fist. This person was actually a monk at the Nascent Soul level.

"Give me death!"

A sinister smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, and then, his fist landed directly on Ning Xiaochuan's back.

He seemed to have seen the scene where Ning Xiaochuan was blown apart by this punch.

This sudden scene left many people stunned.

"boom!"

The muffled sound resounded in the hall, like gold and iron clashing.

In the next second, many people couldn't help but widen their eyes in astonishment, with an expression of seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

Before the third painting, the young man in black robe slowly turned around.

As for the fist of the Nascent Soul cultivator, it was still on his back at this time, but it was a pity that not even a single hair was hurt, let alone killed him.

"Fang Han's attack is actually useless to him?"

"Fang Han, that's a real Nascent Soul cultivator."

"What kind of freak is this guy?"

Unbelievable voices erupted from the crowd.

Fang Han was also a little dumbfounded.

Seeing Ning Xiaochuan looking at him, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and quickly said: "That, misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding?" Ning Xiaochuan looked indifferently. If he was just an ordinary cultivator, the opponent's attack would definitely kill him: "Say it! Why did you kill me?"

"Well, you've already destroyed two portraits, so you can't destroy all of them, right? How will everyone be enlightened by then?" Fang Han said.

He seemed very afraid of Ning Xiaochuan.

Even though his punch did not sacrifice the Nascent Soul, let alone a Transformation cultivator, he could kill even a Metamorphosis cultivator.

This guy is fine, there's nothing wrong with him.

How can he not be afraid?
"Then won't you remind me?" Ning Xiaochuan sneered and said, "You commit suicide!"

"What did you say?"

Fang Han's eyes widened, and he screamed like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Do you know who I am? Ask me to commit suicide, hehe, Your Excellency, what a big tone!"

Although he is afraid of Ning Xiaochuan, it does not mean that he is really afraid of Ning Xiaochuan.

Even if it is not the other party's opponent, it is unlikely that the other party wants to kill him.

"Brother Fang Han is a disciple of Hongmen, a one-star power. Hehe, young man, sometimes being arrogant may lead to death."

"Stop talking nonsense with him. I have long since disliked this kid. Now, the two simplest paintings have been destroyed by him. If I don't kill him, it's hard to relieve my hatred."

"That's right, Brother Zhang is right. In my opinion, we'd better go together and kill this guy!"

Many monks thought that they could no longer continue to comprehend the Seven Swords magical powers, and their murderous intentions skyrocketed.

"Hahaha, boy, did you see it? Now, I see how you dare to be arrogant. I admit that you have some skills, but you are my opponent alone, will you be everyone's opponent?"

"A mere shapeshifting cultivator dares to be so arrogant. He really doesn't know how to live or die."

Fang Han sneered.

Ning Xiaochuan's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard what these people said, he suddenly took a step forward.

With just one step, someone else suddenly appeared in front of Fang Han.

Fang Han didn't even have time to react, a palm had already landed on his head.

Hearing a "bang", his body turned into a pool of blood mist under Ning Xiaochuan's palm.

"If you don't commit suicide, then you will die!"

After killing Fang Han with one palm, Ning Xiaochuan's voice, as if floating from the Nine Nether Hell, slowly sounded.

In an instant, the entire hall was dead silent.

With one palm, the Nascent Soul will be destroyed.

He said, if you don't commit suicide, then you will die.

The words were so calm, as if they were talking about the most common thing, but with a peerless frivolity, it seemed that Fang Han was not taken seriously at all.

"You, you killed Brother Fang?"

"Asshole, people from the Hongmen, how can you kill them?"

Among the crowd, several Hongmen monks were furious, and rushed towards Ning Xiaochuan one after another.

Among these people, there is one Nascent Soul and three Huayuanjing.

"boom!"

The one who rushed to the front was the Nascent Soul cultivator. Above his head, a Nascent Soul emerged. His fist, carrying a flame, tore through the void and smashed fiercely in the direction of Ning Xiaochuan. come over.

Hongmen is a star power in Yunzhou, but now, there is a disciple who was killed with a palm in front of the world.

How does this keep them from getting angry?
For them, this is simply a great shame and humiliation.

"It's Sun Xing."

"Sun Xing, the Nascent Soul is consummated, a powerful existence that is only one step away from stepping into the unity state. If he makes a move, this son will die."

"This young man is still too impulsive!"

Seeing this scene, many people opened their mouths, obviously they knew the old man.

Sun Xing is the elder of the Hongmen. Under Yuanying, he has few opponents. Compared with Fang Han, I don't know how much stronger he is.

"Tigers come down the mountain!"

With a punch, the void vibrated, and above Sun Xing's fist, the fire-attributed primordial essence exploded, turning into a phantom of a fierce tiger, and rushed towards Ning Xiaochuan ferociously, intending to kill Ning Xiaochuan with one punch.

Seeing this, Ning Xiaochuan narrowed his eyes, and then raised his hand lightly.

Following this movement, an extremely bright sword light of true energy streaked across the void like a bolt of lightning, and swept past Sun Xing's body.

Sun Xing's figure continued to rush forward. Seeing that the fist was about to fall on Ning Xiaochuan's body, the vitality in his eyes quickly dissipated. The person was divided into two, and fell directly on both sides of Ning Xiaochuan. Avoiding Ning Xiaochuan's figure.

The visual impact of this scene on everyone is undoubtedly huge.

Just throw it away like that?
A monk with a consummated Nascent Soul, just like that, died?
Didn't even have time to make a scream?

They can't believe it.

Everyone was stunned and was too shocked to speak for a long time.

Even though he is only a form-changing cultivator, his strength is incomparably terrifying. The Nascent Soul is perfect, and he is like an ant in front of him.

That breezy appearance is no different from crushing an ant to death.

Among the people present, there were several monks who belonged to the One Realm, and one of them was from the Hongmen.

Originally, he planned to make another move if Sun Xing couldn't kill him, but at this moment, he didn't dare to make a move.

The young man in front of him was comparable to Mo Yu, giving him a great sense of oppression.

"Those who are not afraid of death, just come up!"

Ning Xiaochuan looked around the audience, and uttered an insanely insolent voice, showing dominance.

There were tens of thousands of people in the audience, but no one dared to speak.

Even those monks who returned to the One Realm did not dare to speak at this time.

After all, even they would never have thought of killing Sun Xing so easily.

(End of this chapter)