The little doctor of rebirth

Chapter 234 The Fisherman Is the Immortal Doctor

The siege and anti-siege are constantly going on in this open space!
With the strong fighters in front of him restraining him, and there are many powerful blood guards around him sneaking up, the people from the Black Skull Tomb can't resist it.

And behind the scenes there was Fan Ling who was sniping outside the court, the scene was already clear at a glance.

Under such an extreme scene, Moorhan hadn't had the time to burn incense, but he was forced out of his loopholes by the elder Luo Luo of the Blood Sect.

Even if he tried his best to fight back, Elder Denaro was seriously injured, and it could even be said that he had no fighting power, but the master of the Black Skull Tomb was completely beaten to death by the latter's ruthless palm. unconscious.

"Pooh"

Elder Luo clutched his chest, took a few long breaths, spit out a big mouthful of blood, and glanced at the only blood guard left, and Elder Han who was seriously injured.

"Ugh!"

Elder Luo couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed. He didn't expect these people from the Black Skull Tomb to be so brave and fearless. It was a hard battle, and the damage was great.

Seeing that Moorehan finally fell into a coma, Fan Ling who had been pulling the bowstring outside the field was relieved, and just dropped the bow and arrow in his hand.

He walked forward as quickly as he saw a beautiful woman, snatched the weapon from a blood guard, and slashed across Mohan's neck with a ferocious face, completely killing him in a coma.

Mohan, the fighting king, died so aggrieved, really... oh...

Fan Ling flicked the tip of his sword lightly, and picked up the ring on Mohan's finger, and then he hastily poured in fighting energy, and the world was turned upside down for a while.

After a while, an unconcealable ecstasy welled up on Fan Ling's face, and with a flick of his hand, an ancient silver scroll appeared in his hand.

"Haha, Three Thousand Thunderbolts finally fell into my hands...

After I have practiced such fighting skills, even if I am a strong fighter at the fighting king level, what can I do?
Hahaha!"

Fan Ling held the scroll tightly, and couldn't help laughing wildly at the sky, not to mention how arrogant he was.

Just as Fan Ling laughed like a mad dog, a huge suction suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the silver scroll flew out instantly, heading towards a deep forest.

When he was about to reach a bush, the little doctor's immortal fighting spirit gathered in the palm of his hand, and the powerful Douhuang breath was pulled over directly, and he took it in his hand and said with a smile: "Hehe, thank you, Young Master Fan Ling, for your hard work, but this Things, it's better for me to help keep them.

As for Xiao Yan, Zai Zai, after I read it, I can consider giving it to you. "

On a tree trunk in a dark place, a black robe flashed out strangely. On the palm of her hand, the volume of silver ground-level fighting skills was reflecting a faint luster under the dusk of the sunset.

From the appearance of the silver scroll, being held by Fan Ling, to being snatched away by Xiao Yan, and then being held by the little fairy doctor, everything that happened in between was nothing but lightning.

Not only Fan Ling looked at the two identical men in black robes in a daze, but Xiao Yan and Yao Lao were also a little dazed.

I thought that the praying mantis was catching the cicada, and the oriole was behind. Xiao Yan and Yao Lao had already completed half of it, but they didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to kill halfway?
Is this the so-called fisherman's gain?

And when Fan Ling recovered from the sudden change, his face was extremely gloomy, and he slowly looked up, these two people seem to know each other?

He stared intently at the black-robed man on the tree trunk and the black-robed man in the grass. He knew they were those two people in the familiar attire he had seen at the auction.

One was the person who snatched the remnant picture with him, and the other was the person who hugged the little beauty to enjoy. Fan Ling said coldly: "Are you provoking my blood sect?"

Just after Fan Ling said it, the Blood Guard, who still had a little combat power in that field, flashed away in an instant with a tacit understanding.

They happened to be surrounded by these two men in black robes, and that Elder Luo of the Blood Sect also had a gloomy face.

A pair of cold eyes filled with murderous intent everywhere, he didn't care what the purpose of the visitor was.

Since they crashed their action.Then they must not be allowed to leave alive at will.

This kind of thing must not be let the second person outside the field know, otherwise he will be able to escape the blame even if he "suicides by caesarean section".

"Absolutely not!"

Everyone in the blood sect knew that these two people couldn't survive, and they couldn't let them survive, otherwise...

At this time, Xiao Yan under the black robe looked at the black robe and said to Yao Lao in his heart: "Teacher, do you think that could be the Little Immortal Doctor?"

Yao Lao looked at the robe, and his soul force directly penetrated it. Looking at the familiar face, he didn't know what to say.

"It is indeed a little fairy doctor, alas!"

Yao Lao didn't know what to say at this time, what happened was really beyond his expectation.

Unexpectedly, they would run into a "stinky girl" when they were sneaking around to do things. I really don't know if it is fate or evil fate.

He was caught doing this kind of thing, his old face...

He looks like a fairy, but he didn't expect to lead his apprentice to do this kind of thing. The most awesome thing is that he has the ability to torture and kill, but he actually does things secretly.

"Hand over the scroll and leave your body, otherwise..."

Fan Ling's gloomy words revealed a sinister killing intent, and the long sword as bright as blood in his hand pointed at the little fairy doctor from afar.

At this time, the little fairy doctor stood on the branch and looked at the group of minions and said with some amusement: "The one in my hands is naturally mine. If you want to take it back, are you courting death?"

After finishing speaking, the little fairy doctor turned over his white and flawless palm, and the fighting skills entered the ring.

Fan Ling looked at the arrogant little doctor in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He didn't know whether he was angry or angry...

On that pale face, it was blue for a while, red for a while, and white for a while. It was like a trick. After a long time, three words came out of his mouth: "Kill me!"

Just as Fan Ling said these three words, the dozen or so blood guards who surrounded the little doctor suddenly uttered a loud shout in unison.

On the long knife in the blood guard's hand, the eerie blood-colored fighting energy instantly wrapped up, and endless fighting energy surged out from within.

That shocking scene, not to mention how scary the dragon was, so many fighters were biting towards the little fairy doctor like dogs.

Xiao Yan looked at those people as if he was looking at a dead person. A few months ago, Xiao Yixian was the number one "fighting king and strong man!"

Now that such a long time has passed, they must have made rapid progress. These people used to deliver food.

Not everyone can surpass the horror of the "evil and poisonous body"...

"Ha ha!"

The little fairy doctor chuckled, and the imperial spirit in his hand appeared in his hand at some point, and with a single step, everyone fell to the ground in just an instant.

The weirdest thing is that those people all look skinny, as if their fighting spirit has disappeared without a trace...

(End of this chapter)