The strongest medical saint in the city

Chapter 1527 Your life is worthless
"Then you and I will just bet on each other's lives for this fight," Yang Zhijian said with a cold and arrogant sneer on the ground with his white-haired childlike face, and his tone was like ice piles, chilling people's bones.

However, he himself seemed to be unable to feel it, and continued to say without haste, "If anyone loses, then the head will be chopped off."

When Yang Zhijian said this, he looked at Zhou You's gaze, which was three points fierce and seven points vicious, and turned into a very "kill you", so there was no room for turning around in his words.

"Bet on each other's lives?" Zhou You repeated Yang Zhijian's words, then couldn't help but smile, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, Elder Yang, your life is worthless to me."

After Zhou You finished talking, he felt that fighting was just fighting, and he was a bit boring with so much rambling, so he waved his hand neatly, and ended the topic:
"Come on, let's argue after you lose!"

Opening the mouth is "waiting for you to lose" Zhou You, with a confident tone.

So even when he saw the undisguised murderous intent in Yang Zhijian's eyes, Zhou You just smiled and changed his waving into raising his sword. After starting with the Qiankun twelve moves, he tilted his head and thought for a while, adding in a very gentlemanly way road:
"Please!"

Yang Zhijian who was "invited" was full of gloom in his eyes.

Having been provoked by Zhou You again and again to lose face, there is no doubt that Yang Zhijian is angry at this time!

So when he heard the word "please" from Zhou You, Yang Zhijian seemed to be watching the clown jumping in front of him, with disdain in his eyes, and a killing intent that was even more determined to take his life.

"Shimen succeeds as sect master, Zhou You, a bit courageous!" Yang Zhijian's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Even if he spoke words of praise, he couldn't hide the cold bloodthirsty murderousness in his voice.

In Yang Zhijian's eyes, he has absolute control over such bloodthirsty killing intent, because no matter how you look at it, he is a great power in the late stage of leaving his body. , even if you flatter a horse, you can't keep up with a monk who is higher than a big realm.

"Let's not be polite, aren't we going to fight?"

And Zhou You, who was praised for his courage, just urged again impatiently: "Please, Elder Yang!"

So as soon as Zhou You said "Please, Elder Yang", the invited Yang Zhijian smiled sarcastically, his eyes were full of disdain, and he returned to his original arrogance, saying:
"Master Zhou, don't worry!"

Don't worry about looking for death, after Yang Zhijian concealed his unfinished words, he seemed to playfully address Zhou You as the sect master.

Then, as if thinking of something, he raised the corners of his mouth, as if to show his demeanor, and said firmly:

"Well, the first move, I'll let you!"

Since he couldn't justify his rhetoric, Yang Zhijian didn't bother to piss people off, he wanted to take Zhou You's head off.

Thinking about it this way, Yang Zhijian, who has always been in a high position, still feels that for himself, who has reached the late stage of out-of-body cultivation, if he just sets up a game with martial arts, killing a medical practitioner who is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul , this move is too serious, almost like killing a chicken with a bull's knife.

"You let me?" Zhou You blinked, as if he didn't hear clearly.

Yang Zhijian looked at him, as if watching a gnat shaking a tree, with a subtle smile, he pointed out: "After all, you are from the master's school, if it gets out..."

Yang Zhijian doesn't care about Zhou You's reputation, but it's not good for his own reputation. After all, if a mouse fights a tiger, even if the latter wins, it's not good, isn't it?

Thinking this way, Yang Zhijian, as if he was just playing, generously gave up the right to attack Zhou You in the first move.

"Yo, Elder Yang is so generous!" Zhou You looked at Yang Zhijian, nodded simply and said, "Then I won't be polite!"

When he said this, Zhou You's eyes moved slightly, and when he saw Yang holding the sword, he raised his chin slightly, as if he wanted to fully express the word "arrogant".

However, it was Yang Zhijian's "arrogance" that made Zhou You smile involuntarily.

"Elder Yang invites you!" Zhou Youyou said angrily, and the true energy in his hand had been transmitted into the Fentian Sword along with the words, stimulating the blue sword light.

Regarding Zhou You's "generous" description, Yang Zhijian just sneered.

In the several "please" words of the other party, Elder Yang, whose vanity swelled, completely forgot the deep sense of uneasiness that arose in his heart when he faced Zhou You before.

But when he thought about Zhou You's cultivation, Yang Zhijian felt that he was thinking too much!So he just answered nonchalantly:
"Please!"

At this time, Yang Zhijian felt that in the current situation, if he was allowed to make the first move, he might be able to defeat Zhou You with just one move!

Although winning was enjoyable, but the one who came to find fault with him made the first move. Yang Zhijian felt that he would be more convincing if he didn't make a move, right?

"Boss, although this guy is a puppet of the Nine Darks, his cultivation in the later stage of his body can be said to have been piled up entirely by bloody killings. To put it bluntly, he is a puppet.

But since he came from Jiuming, he must have some insidious tricks. It's powerful, but it doesn't count, but there are many shocking things, so boss, you must be careful! "

Miezhu couldn't help reminding his boss one sentence after another that the cultivation base in the cultivation world is suppressed, that's not just for fun, especially the ones that are obviously a big difference in the realm!Thinking of this, the little black spider couldn't help but turned into a naughty old woman.

"Really?" Zhou You had already fought with the Jiuming Puppet, and he probably knew something, so when he responded to Miezhu, he felt a little careless.

Hearing this, the little black spider knew that his boss didn't take it seriously, and couldn't help but muttered again: "Hey, boss, you should be more careful, his cultivation base has reached the late stage of leaving his body, and Jiuming's restraint methods must be indispensable. Yes, if you are not careful, you will be recruited!"

Zhou You raised his head and looked at Elder Yang who had already drawn his long sword on the opposite side. Seeing the other party's confident appearance, he couldn't help but asked Mie Zhu curiously:
"Is there any means of restraint?"

Mie Zhu wished he could shake his boss awake: "Hey, if I know, do I need to worry?"

Seeing that the little black spider was about to blow its hair, Zhou You held the ancient magic weapon Fen Tianjian, and quickly communicated with him with a blood contract to comfort him:
"Okay, I'll be careful!"

When Zhou You said this, the law of killing inherited from the Fentian Sword was also running rapidly. Instead of being timid, he aroused a sense of pride. ground rhythm.

(End of this chapter)