The genius doctor is all over the city, the emperor is very fond of the little poisonous concubine

Chapter 339 He's Not Human, He's a Demon
Chapter 330 IX He Is Not Human, He Is A Demon
At this moment, Feng Yunyao's eyes were already red-eyed, blood spattered everywhere the whip went, and screams were everywhere.

Obviously they are numerous and powerful, but they can't hit her, and they can't even get close to her.

Every time she made a strong attack, she would be pushed away by a powerful force, and she couldn't get close to her at all, only to be beaten.

Di Jiushang had been protecting her all the time, calmly driving away the dangers around her, but he didn't help kill these people.

At this time, it is better to let her vent.

Although these people are all masters, but they are all below Lingxuan, the suppression of level, Feng Yunyao is in anger, and with the help of Emperor Jiushang, half of them died in a short while.

Standing behind, Qing Daoya looked at the fallen subordinates one by one, and then looked at the three people on the opposite side. Only Lin Lang was defeated, and the other one didn't even move his hands, and just stood beside Feng Yunyao to protect.

It seems that he was muttering about the strength of the other party. He never thought that this girl has reached the middle level of Lingxuan, and she has such a cultivation base at a young age. It seems that the Dragon Heart Art is really a treasure, otherwise the ghost king would not be like this. He is trying everything to get her.

Although Qing Daoya was a master of Xuanzong, he just wanted to escape from here at this moment.

Emperor Zun hasn't made a move yet, once he makes a move, I'm afraid there will be no way for him to survive.

Taking advantage of the intense fight ahead, he backed away calmly, wanting to take the opportunity to escape.

Backed all the way to the corner, turned around and was about to run.

At this moment, someone grabbed his shoulder, "Where do you want to run?"

At some point, Di Jiushang moved behind him, Qing Daoya was so frightened that he wanted to turn around, but the hand on his shoulder was pressed on his shoulder like a mountain, and he couldn't move at all.

Di Jiushang held his shoulders and threw him in, and the next moment his foot had already stepped on him.

"Are you still running?"

Qing Daoya was so frightened that he was trembling all over, he only now knew what it means that there are heavens and people outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky.

I always thought that his own cultivation was one of the first in this continent. Even if he couldn't beat Di Jiushang, he could fight him for hundreds of rounds. He never expected that he would subdue him with one move, and even fight back. There is no room for it.

This man is terrible, no one can see how strong he is.

"Please, let me go. I, I don't dare anymore." The more capable a person is, the more afraid of death he is. Keep increasing, then he may live to be thousands of years old.

Now he is less than two hundred years old, he really doesn't want to die.

"Where's Patriarch Feng?" Di Jiushang asked directly without talking nonsense with him.

At this time, Feng Yunyao had basically dealt with the others, seeing that he had subdued Qing Daoya, she also stopped.

Walking over, a whip stinks on Qing Daoya's body, and a large piece of flesh is torn off his chest.

"Where is my grandfather, tell me!"

Qingdao bared his teeth in toothache and screamed, but seeing Feng Yunyao lifted the whip, he held back and hurriedly said: "Old Patriarch Feng was taken away a long time ago, he is not here now."

"Where did you take it?"

"Canglan Nation, it should be in the Canglan Nation's palace, it's been two hours already..."

When Qing Daoya said this, the Ice Spirit God Blade in Di Jiushang's hand pierced his heart like lightning.

"You..." Qing Daoya's eyes widened in disbelief, then he tilted his head and died completely.

Keeping this kind of person will only harm others, it is better to kill it directly.

Afterwards, the three dealt with all the rest.

As for Lin Huai, Feng Yunyao didn't even look at it, she lifted her foot and walked quickly outside.

"Miss Feng, I..."

Lin Huai wanted to apologize aloud, but what he got in return was a whip, and his whole body was thrown out, hitting the ground heavily, spitting blood.

"Yes, I'm sorry." It was his fault, even if he killed him, he didn't complain.

"Sister-in-law."

Terrified, Lin Lang hurriedly stood in front of Lin Huai, wanting to beg for mercy.

(End of this chapter)