Ace of Divine Doctor

Su Cheng!

Pudu gate, an ancient building, exudes a sense of famine.

The ancient spirit of famine is sometimes as violent as a beast, sometimes as shrouded in auspicious clouds, and everything has vitality.

In the ancient buildings with green bricks, green tiles and cornices, the lights alternate, bright and gorgeous light, changing all kinds of colors from time to time. That's Yang Feng's cultivation.

The war is coming, Yang Feng is under great pressure, so he wants to improve the combat effectiveness of yuanshenjing.

Although he could not be promoted to Yuanshen Erzhong in two days, he could make Yuanshen Yizhong's strength more profound. Even if the master fought, he would eventually be destroyed by his opponent. Yang Feng would never allow himself to be defeated or defeated in the battle with boxing.

Although Yang Feng was calm and calm in front of the experts of Purdue gate, no one knew his inner loneliness.

The feeling of loneliness is like a beast, imprisoned in the darkness.

In fact, Yang Feng is under a lot of pressure, but he doesn't want his brothers to see his fragile side.

Yang Feng has a heavy burden on his shoulders, because he carries the hope of countless people, the hope of Purdue gate and the hope of everyone in the fourth world.

It carries the hopes of millions of people in the fourth world who yearn for peace, equality and freedom!

Pudumen has won the land of 26 states, leaving only one Zhongzhou King City.

The last stop must be heaven and earth!

So he can only succeed, not fail.

WOW!

Over the ancient buildings, the light rises into the sky, and the colorful Aurora alternates, merges, separates, and then merges again and again.

A corner of the palace!

LAN Jiuye's lonely figure stood there, her worried eyes, deep pupils, quietly looking at the ancient buildings and the alternating light.

Cough! Cough!

LAN Jiuye coughed. Her lonely figure was like a residual candle in the wind. It swayed in the wind and would be extinguished at any time.

Past events, scenes of floating now heartache.

Seeing that Yang Feng was so desperate, she recalled that one year ago, on Zhenlong Island, her husband Yang Jiuding was so desperate and fearless.

Time is like running water. In the twinkling of an eye, it is more than 20 years.

Once that scene, LAN Jiuye can't forget, unforgettable, in this life and this world, she can't forget.

Her husband Yang Jiuding, who launched the great sky star art on Zhenlong Island, is so tall and mighty. Her husband is the greatest man!

Even though she was defeated and died, her husband was still an indomitable man in her heart.

Suddenly!

LAN nine night heartache, such as twist, panic.

Because she was afraid, afraid that the battle of the Ninth Heaven order twenty years ago would repeat the same mistake.

She was afraid that the scene of twenty years would happen to her son Yang Feng again. She was afraid that she would lose Yang Feng in twenty years.

Yang Feng is her belief to live. If she loses her son Yang Feng again, she... Can't imagine.

How similar the father and son are. They both admit defeat.

Tick!

In the eyes of LAN Jiuye, a drop of crystal clear tears slipped quietly from his cheek and fell to the ground, making the sound of water falling to the ground.

"Madam, you... You're crying."

Zijing didn't know when to come. She saw LAN Jiuye crying, so her heart was broken. Over the years, she and LAN Jiuye got along day and night, and they had deep feelings for each other.

"Nonsense, how can I cry."

LAN Jiuye turned her head and didn't want Zijing to see her cry.

Zijing didn't make a sound, but stood quietly beside LAN Jiuye. She was used to it. When her wife was in a bad mood, she quietly accompanied her wife without talking or making a sound.

She did this just to make her wife feel that there is another person inseparable from her in this world.

After stopping for a few seconds, LAN Jiuye turned and left. She was going to prepare.

Twenty years ago, she witnessed the failure of her husband Yang Jiuding and his escape, but there was nothing she could do at that time.

Now, twenty years later, she will certainly not let the tragedy happen again.

Even at the cost of her life, she won't let the tragedy happen again.

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In another yard, Feng Dong also looked at the ancient building and the place where Yang Feng practiced.

"Door master!"

Feng Dong shouted softly. He still remembered the scene when he first met Yang Feng. They fought a battle. He lost and then became Yang Feng's men. Later, he saw with his own eyes that Yang Feng established the Purdue gate, that is, in the period of the medicine family, Yang Feng established the Purdue gate.

He, as well as his black and white brothers, Zhang Wu and Ouyang Jin, became the first batch of veteran figures of Purdue gate because of the strongest members of Purdue gate.

Later, Purdue gate became stronger and stronger, and its personnel began to increase. But Feng Dong knows that, in fact, he is not qualified to serve as the Deputy sect leader with his personal ability. He is not qualified to be the Deputy sect leader of Purdue sect, whether it is cultivation, insight or planning.

But Yang Feng never blamed him, nor even thought of replacing his position as deputy sect leader.

As a deputy sect leader, Feng Dong can't solve Yang Feng's problems. Feng Dong often hates his incompetence.

"I must practice. I must take on the responsibility of being the Deputy sect leader." This is Feng Dong's voice at the moment.

In Suzhou City, the experts of Pudu gate, all the members, saw the light emitted by Yang Feng's cultivation and felt the tenacious spirit of the sect leader, and immediately practiced one after another.

Practice!

Practice!

In addition to cultivation, it is also cultivation.

War!

War!

They want to fight, fight boxing with Yang Feng and calm the fourth world.

The fourth world is about to give birth to a legend and a new strength.

If they have the most glorious day in their life, they will go to the battle of Zhongzhou with Yang Feng two days later.

In this war, their names can be handed down through the ages in the future.

This war, can have their credit, will be immortal in the future.

It is a great honor to have their participation in this war.

They are willing to use their own blood, body and soul to make the war two days later more and more intense, just like a big fire, a burning fire, shining thousands of miles, illuminating the land and the fourth world.

Crazy!

Everyone in Pudu gate is crazy. They are all practicing, from the Deputy sect leader, military division, backbone to ordinary experts.

No, there are people far away in the States who are also practicing.

Yang Feng's willpower and war spirit have passed through states and thousands of miles of space. His courage and determination to fight a decisive battle have been virtually passed on to everyone.

million people united as one man!

The fourth world is really going to change.

Huazhou, base camp!

Zhang Wu shouted angrily and said, "come on, take my weapons."

"Brother Zhang, are you going out hunting?"

One of his men ran past with Zhang Wu's weapons.

When Zhang wubai took over the weapon, he glanced at the man and almost slapped him. Madder, hunting, hunting his uncle, when is it time? He is not in the mood to hunt.

"I'm going to Suzhou, and then go to Zhongzhou with the sect leader. I'm going to help the boss." Zhang Wu said.

In the Purdue gate, very few people are called boss Yang Feng, and almost all of them are sect leaders.

"Brother Zhang, it's dangerous. It's too dangerous there. It's safe to stay here." Said the man.

Boom!

ah

Zhang Wu kicked out and kicked his men to the ground. Then he angrily said, "you grandson, greedy for life and afraid of death. Even if it is dangerous, I will go. Do you know who is the real elder of Purdue gate?"

"Yes, yes, of course it's brother Zhang."

The man answered hurriedly. For this question, don't say it's him. Even any boy in Huazhou base camp knows it.

Because Zhang Wu bragged all day and blew when he saw people. He said that the real yuan of Purdue gate was always him. He was the earliest elder and the first to know Yang Feng. Feng Dong and the black and white brothers were all behind.

In fact, Zhang Wu really didn't boast. He was the first to know Yang Feng. Back then, he invited Yang Feng to a hotel for dinner and secretly touched his pocket, worried that he didn't have enough money.

"Listen, I'm going to Suzhou and then Zhongzhou. It's eighteen thousand miles. It takes three or five years or months to come back. I'll give it to you."

After leaving this sentence, Zhang Wu left with his weapon. He was going to Suzhou to find Yang Feng.

That man has a black face. Zhang Wu is really good at blowing. He's thousands of miles away. It's three or five years long and a few months short. Does he think it's the west to learn scriptures.

……

Fourth world!

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers seem to be filled with a sense of war, strong and unswerving.

This sense of war comes from Suzhou and Yang Feng.

His war spirit spread all over the fourth world. Every master in this world, even every ordinary person, can feel Yang Feng's will.

However, what the experts felt was Yang Feng's high fighting spirit.

What ordinary people feel is a desire for peace, freedom and equality. If they don't want to become mole ants and be regarded as grass mustard, they can only rely on Yang Feng.

Yang Feng once said that he treated the dragon spirit of Zhongzhou with the support of the people and public opinion of the world. Even if he wanted to unite the people and public opinion of the fourth world and fight against the dragon spirit of Zhongzhou in King Loulan's fist outline, although the dragon vein of Zhongzhou has been destroyed, the dragon vein has gathered in Zhongzhou for countless years, so it has little impact on Zhongzhou in a short time.

……

And now!

The leader of Xia Wu League was sitting high in the palace above, discussing with a group of Martial Arts League experts, but he suddenly stopped, looked at the outside of the hall with starlike eyes, listened to something, or felt something.

"Alliance leader, what's the matter with you?" A master asked.

Alliance leader Xia raised his hand slowly and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

Seeing that the leader of the alliance was very serious, the people also calmed down and listened carefully.

Buzzing, buzzing!

In the outside world, there was a sound like a flood.

The voice seemed to come from heaven and earth. Although it was small, people listened clearly.

"This is... This is the intention of war. It's so strong. It's passed from Suzhou across thousands of mountains and rivers."

In the hall, I didn't know that the master was very surprised. He felt such a strong sense of war. He looked moved.