Countryside Magic Doctor

"Old man, if you start, you'll do it harder. What's the result of me?" He Feng said to piaomizi.

"It's not good. How can it be so cheap for you?" the elder said aside.

Then he bowed to piaomizi and said, "please, elder, I heard this guy is always bullying you. Now you have to export your evil spirit!"

"Well, it should be." misty nodded.

Then he looked behind him, but only saw that Murong beside him had entered the state of cultivation at the moment. He was full of rich aura. Looking at Murong misty son next to him, he suddenly sneered and said to the elder beside him: "you say, why are people so cheap?"

"What do you mean?" the elder said with some doubt. "Can you point out the mulberry and curse the locust here? I tell you that we are two against the water. You are only a few minutes later than me, so let's not laugh at fifty steps!"

"That's not what I'm talking about." misty son shook his head and said, "forget it, let's not discuss this. We'd better teach this bastard a good lesson. At first, he didn't bully us less. Now he has to take a good breath of evil. Otherwise, it's thanks that he didn't eat for nothing?"

"Yes, indeed." the elder nodded.

He gave piaomizi a place to play better, but piaomizi suddenly stretched out his right palm, with a strong Qi in the palm, where more and more people gathered.

"Your palm thunder is really powerful!" the elder said with envy.

He couldn't reach this level. Hearing his words, misty son sneered, and then said playfully, "what will happen to you if this palm thunder hits you?"

"How can we do this? We are all grasshoppers on the same rope now. We all follow Murong childe. How can we kill each other?" the eldest elder said. He wiped his sweat when he said it. It seems a little empty. After all, he can't beat the misty son.

"Do you think I'm joking?" the evil spirit of misty son said with a smile. Suddenly, a strong wind blew. He saw his palm with the palm wind hit the elder's chest heavily. In a moment, the elder flew out and hit the wall heavily. Embedded in the wall, there was a huge depression at his chest, like his internal organs were broken.

"What are you doing..." the elder asked with his last strength.

"Of course I killed you!" misty son took back his palm.

After that, the wrist was reversed and hit out with a heavy slap, but the target had been changed to Murong son, who was meditating and practicing in Zheng. He said that when Murong son noticed something bad, he would react immediately, but it was too late. After all, it took time to change from cultivation state to defense state. What he lacked most at the moment was time.

As described in movies, TV dramas and novels, both practitioners and martial arts experts are weak when practicing. Any disturbance may disturb them and make them crazy. At this moment, master Murong is in his present situation.

At ordinary times, if you are not as strong as a dog on Penglai Fairy Island, you can't be hurt by Murong. But at the moment, the situation has changed. Murong's real Qi is exhausted. It is being replenished there. He is in the weakest state and is not fortified. He suddenly suffered a heavy blow.

But I saw Murong's face brush once, became iron blue, and then pounced on it. An old blood gushed out. It was angry, staring at the misty son in front of him, biting his teeth and scolding: "how dare you betray me?"

"I've been upright all my life. How can I talk about betrayal?" misty son said coldly.

At this time, he said to He Feng, who was humming behind him, "get up. Those poisonous gases don't hurt you much. Yunzhu forgot to tell you one thing. You have integrated with the sky mending stone at the moment. Where are you afraid of these secular things? In a few days, the sky mending stone will disperse these poisonous gases!"

"What?" He Feng, lying on the ground waiting to die, said in surprise.

"But why do I feel more and more poisoned?" He Feng frowned and said, "that's because the poison has just happened. It's like physical injury, and white blood cells need time to react to kill bacteria for you!" piaomiko said.

"So magical?" He Feng was surprised.

He got up from the ground and said that his body was still painful, especially the heart of the heart pit was squeezed and deformed. There was a big hole on it. He felt pain when he looked at it. He frowned and said, "do you think I can recover from my injury like this?"

"Ghost knows!" said misty son.

At this time, Yunzhu also brushed and appeared. He only heard Yunzhu say to the people with a little embarrassment: "I forgot this. The master has been integrated with the sky mending stone. Naturally, these ordinary poisons can't hurt. As for those external attacks? It's OK to hurt the master, but don't want to put the master's life in danger!"

"How could it be like this?" Murong, whose breath was disordered and his meridians were running everywhere, looked at the front with some doubts and asked reluctantly.

"You don't know that!" misty son sneered, "You people on Penglai Fairy Island are not good at all. You are too arrogant! This sky mending stone is a fragment left by Empress Nu Wa's sky mending stone in ancient times. It supports the dome of the sky. It's too confident to shake it with your strength? It's quite like a frog at the bottom of a well!"

"Old dog, you dare to Yin me!" Murong said with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

"It seems that what you did first is not authentic. It's not as bad as your family. People on the road know it. Even those guys full of chicken crowing and dog fighting know why childe Murong, the son of an aristocratic family with a deep family background, will do this kind of thing? Is it not that the Murong family is a group of bandits gathering in the mountains and forests, but know how to take people's family as chips?" Misty son retorted with a sneer. "In a word on the Internet now, the people of your Murong family are a group of double labeled dogs!"

"Don't talk nonsense, old man!" He Feng said, sitting down again on the sofa.

"Why is this a rare high light moment in my life? It's a pleasure to step on the future master of the Murong family. Naturally, I'm better off with a fork!" said the beard in the misty son.

His eyes were full of pride, and his face was also filled with an excited expression. It seemed that the old man enjoyed the moment very much, but at this time he Feng just turned his mouth and said, "old man, you have to remember a word. Villains die of talking too much!"