Huadu super magic doctor

Chapter 210
The two are in their fifties, thin and thin, wearing robes, with sinister eyes, and a sinister aura exuding from their bodies.

Even when Ye Fan saw the two of them, he shuddered suddenly and frowned deeply.

"Poison cultivator?" Ye Fan asked in surprise with a twitch of his mouth.

Surprise flashed across the cold faces of the two of them, and a stern light shot out from their eyes.

"Boy, could it be that you are also a warrior?" The tall man said sharply with sinister eyes.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth raised a playful arc, and instead of answering the other party's words, he said:
"Two poison cultivators at the third level of Qi and martial arts went to Xinglin Hall in the middle of the night to steal something. I'm really curious. What are you going to steal?"

The two of them were shocked again, their expressions turned cold, their eyes showed murderous intent, and their aura was stern.

"It seems that you are indeed a martial artist." The low man's face was dark and his eyes were sinister, and he said:
"It's just that there is no real energy flowing in your body, so could it be that you have cultivated a secret method to cover up the real energy?"

The tall man took the words and said with disdain:

"That kind of secret technique is rare and precious, as an ordinary Chinese medicine practitioner, how can he be qualified to practice it.

From my point of view, most of them are warriors with half a foot in the martial realm.

As for being able to tell the truth about the realm of the two of us, it is very likely that it is a guess, strong and calm, just playing mysteries! "

After Ye Fan heard it, he was amused for a while, are these two people invited by the monkey to be funny?
"Boy, what are you laughing at?" Seeing that Ye Fan dared to laugh at them, the short man shouted coldly with a gloomy face.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth curled up, and he said jokingly:

"Are you two idiots?"

When the two heard this, they were furious, the veins on their necks were bulging, and their eyes were vicious.

"Boy, it seems that you haven't figured out your current situation!"

The tall man said fiercely.

The short man grinned grinningly and said:

"We will kill you first, and then get the Taiyi God Needle."

At this time, his lewd eyes fell on Luo Xi's sexy body on the swing, and he said with a lewd smile:

"Finally, turn this beautiful woman into the confinement of the two of us."

Ye Fan's expression turned cold, his eyes narrowed, and a surge of anger burst out, his body exploded with shocking aura, his eyes flashed with coldness, filled with a bone-chilling chill.

What a cold look!
The two people who were smiling slyly felt the bone-chilling coldness in Ye Fan's eyes, they couldn't help being startled, their whole bodies trembled, and their whole body felt cold, as if falling into an ice cave.

Ye Fansen glared at the two of them coldly, and said coldly:
"I didn't expect that the two of you came here for the Taiyi magic needle.

What does Zhu Qing have to do with you? "

Apart from Zhu Qing, Ye Fan really couldn't think of anyone else who would miss his Taiyi magic needle.

The Huang family?

No, the Huang family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and the two in front of them are poison practitioners.

In addition, the Huang family suddenly died down during this period of time, and no one was sent to trouble him.

These two vicious poison cultivators are most likely related to Zhu Qing.

"Boy, let's figure it out when we get to the underworld!"

The short man said with a stern look on his face.

Then, he tapped one foot, like a fierce beast, and slapped Ye Fan's chest with a palm wrapped in black air.

This palm was extremely poisonous, Ye Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in surprise.

If an ordinary martial artist meets the opponent, he will definitely lose the wind and be brutally murdered.

But who is Ye Fan?
A dual practitioner of medicine and martial arts, a peak martial artist who practiced the "Yin-Yang Jing" of the Ninth Level of Qi and Wu.

How could he be afraid of poison!

"Kid, die!"

The short man approached, seeing that Ye Fan was indifferent, he thought the boy had been frightened, so he smiled fiercely and slapped him fiercely with a poisonous palm.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth curled up in a disdainful arc, and the true energy in his dantian rioted like a rainbow, his hands were like ghosts, and he struck out with lightning, and he slapped it out with a palm.

"Beyond your own power, court death!"

Seeing that Ye Fan dared to confront him head-on, the short man snarled.

As soon as the words fell, the two palms hit the earth like a comet, and collided with each other, making a muffled sound.

The sarcasm and ferocity on the man's face were instantly replaced by shock and pain, and his eyes were wide open, revealing a strong sense of disbelief.

But, it's all too late.

A violent tornado-like energy rushed into his right arm, rushed to all parts of his body in an instant, and raged.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of blood, his body was uncontrollable, and he was like a kite with a broken string, flying backwards.

It was like a cannonball hit the wall, making a muffled sound, and then fell to the ground, breathing weakly, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The whole process happened so quickly that the tall man still maintained a cold and arrogant face.

"Trash, vulnerable."

It wasn't until Ye Fan let out a disdainful sarcasm that he reacted.

A face was distorted and ferocious to the point that it lost its human shape, with bulging veins, rage, and canthus tearing apart, with extremely vicious and sinister eyes.

"Boy, I underestimated you!" The tall man gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth was raised, with a sinister and awe-inspiring arc, and he said with a playful sneer:

"No, it's your lack of strength!"

The anger in the tall man's heart was completely ignited, like a wild beast, with raging anger in his eyes, he punched Ye Fan.

Ye Fan snorted coldly, his eyes filled with indifference, and the mysterious silver needle flew out, like a ghost in the dark night, piercing through the knees of the man's two legs almost simultaneously.

"Ah~"

The tall man fell to the ground with a thud, screaming in pain like a pig being slaughtered, sweat pouring down his face, rolling all over the ground, screaming in pain.

Ye Fan's eyes were indifferent, without a trace of pity.

He will never be merciful to those who want to kill him.

He walked up to the man and counted several acupuncture points on the man's body.

When a strange scene appeared, the man suddenly became quiet and did not move.

There was only a pair of eyes full of resentment and resentment, staring at Ye Fan extremely unwillingly and viciously.

"Let me ask, and you answer." Ye Fan raised a chilling smile at the corner of his mouth, and said:
"Answer wrong, of course I won't be cruel enough to kill you. I'll just pick off your tendons, every tendon in your body, and I won't stop until you answer correctly."

devil!

When the man heard this, his heart trembled, and deep in his eyes, there was a flash of deep fear.

"Who asked you to come?" Ye Fan's expression turned cold, his eyes were cold, and he shouted coldly.

"Zhu Qing!" the man's eyes twitched, unwilling to say.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and said:
"It's really him."

"Zhu Qing is just the head of the free clinic, and his medical skills are average. As warriors, why are you willing to work for him?"

Ye Fan's face was icy cold, and he asked coldly.

The man's eyes were erratic, his mind was spinning, his face was tangled, and he didn't answer immediately, as if he was afraid.

ps: Huahua thanks every brother and sister of Huatuan for their recommendation tickets, thank you for your perseverance.Huahua will write a good plot with her heart. I hope that everyone can get stuck again from the beginning and review the previous plot during the tormented waiting. Thank you!

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