Kung Fu Divine Doctor

In the open space in the dense forest, the voice of Han Xinhu, who was wearing a black nightsuit, sounded like thunder in the dense forest. His speed was very fast, but it was a pity that the Teng family old man's cultivation was unfathomable and faster than him. When Han Xinhu pours on a weak young man, hoping to kill him quickly, and then open a escape channel, a pair of dry hands have quietly intruded into Han Xinhu's back.

"Bang..."

The dull sound, with a shrill scream of Han Xinhu, suddenly his body is like a kite with broken line, smashing into the distance, almost in an instant, then smashing into a big tree.

The sound of broken bones, the dull sound of hitting the tree, and the shrill scream, all together.

When the Teng family old man came to Han Xinhu like lightning, his big feet in Beijing old cloth shoes stepped on Han Xinhu's twitching body and stretched out his hand to pull off the mask on Han Xinhu's face. When he saw clearly what he looked like, the Teng family old man killed Han Xinhu. Immediately, his hands grasped his neck like pliers, and the other hand grabbed Han Xinhu's head and twisted it violently, He broke his neck immediately.

"Sixth grandfather, is this really Han Xinhu of the Han family? He is so ambitious that he dares to attack and kill his grandfather? " A 26-7-year-old young man, with an incredible light in his eyes, looked at Han Xinhu, who had been twisted by the Teng family, and asked.

"Yes, this is Han Xinhu of the Han family. He is a rookie with strong cultivation talent. When he was young, his cultivation speed was terrible. If we compare the new generation of the Teng family with him, I'm afraid only Xin'er can equal him. However, when he was 19 years old, his cultivation went wrong. As a result, a generation of outstanding talents finally lost their talents and their cultivation speed was no longer as fast as before. " Teng's old man sighed, and then said again, "ice his body in the freezer, and wait for Xin'er to come back to deal with it."

Although the Teng family old man was also wondering why han Xinhu was so bold that he dared to sneak into the Teng family to attack and kill his elder brother, he only kept his doubts in his heart.

However, he had a bad hunch that if the family went to attack the Han family this time, what would happen.

The world of green hills, beautiful and moving scenery, even at night, also has a different kind of scenery. As the saying goes: black moon, high night, it is time to kill.

At this time, crazy killing planes are surging at the foot of the mountain. The weather in June is also covered by killing planes. All the people in this area will feel cold.

In the sky, master Teng and elder Han didn't attack immediately. Although the surging momentum of the two men came out, they were waiting with tacit understanding.

The elder of the Han family is waiting for the strict arrangement of the Han family's descendants to form a more powerful defensive circle, while Mr. Teng is waiting for the descendants to attack the Han family and see what's going on with the Han family. How can they know in advance that their Teng family will attack them.

Teng Xin'er, standing in mid air, turned to look at Lu Feng and said, "Lu Feng, do you really want to participate in the fight between the Teng family and the Han family?"

Lu Feng didn't hesitate and said lightly: "I just hope you didn't cheat me. The traitor will be killed. Now that I'm here, if I don't have a good fight, I'm sorry for my identity. I'm Chinese. "

Teng Xin'er nodded and said softly, "let's go now! With my grandfather here, the elder of the Han family will surely die. "

Later, they came out together and rushed to Han's villa.

"Miss, there are only a few people left in the Han family at this moment. Many of them, women and children, and Xiao Hai, have disappeared out of thin air." A middle-aged man rushed to Teng Xin'er and said.

Teng Xin'er's face changed. At this time, she finally understood why the Han family Presbyterian Council discovered the people killed by the Teng family so quickly. I'm afraid they already know that this time they're going to kill a lot.

However, she is very determined to destroy the Han family, so she shouts in a deep voice: "the order goes on, every group will attack with all their strength, and remember to cooperate with each other. The people of the Han family should be prepared, but today either you or I will die, and everyone will be killed by me! "

As soon as the word "kill" came out, tengxiner's long hair was calm, and the cold breath burst out from her perfect body, which was just like incarnating as a female devil.

Teng xiner's words are heard by all the masters of the Teng family. The resentment between the two families over the years finally broke out at this moment. All the figures rushed towards the Han family like ghosts. Nearly 200 masters, with crazy killing intention, made the world tremble.

In the sky, Teng Zhan, the father of the Teng family, started to move in the air at the moment after Teng xiner issued the attack order, as if he suddenly disappeared out of thin air. When he reappeared, and less than tens of meters away from elder Han, a long black sword was pulled out of his back by Teng Zhan.

"Die for me!"

A burst of drinking is like nine days of falling thunder. When rattan shouts this sound, layers of air waves spread in all directions with the track that can be captured by the naked eye.

The long sword, flashing cold light for a moment, while master Teng rushed forward, he chopped down the elder Han who also moved his body.

"You are the one who died

The elder of the Han family snorted coldly, and his expression didn't change. In his big hands, an iron bar appeared at some time, and he bravely went up to Mr. Teng.

"Sword light and sword shadow."

The long sword in the hand of Mr. Teng drew an arc in the mid air, and the tip of the sword blinked dozens of times in the void, as if from the tip of his sword, it broke free from the stars with cold light. Under the condition of stirring the whole body for several Zhang space, it attacked the elder of Han family.

A hazy shadow of the stick seemed to sweep the space in front of the elder of the Han family. The disordered air was full of fury. With a clanging sound, the elder Teng's attack was completely blocked by the elder of the Han family.

However, elder Han's body was shaken back more than ten meters by the anti shock force of the attack, and he stabilized himself in the rear void.

"I didn't expect that your cultivation is so powerful. Your realm is just like mine, but the inner strength in your body is so deep. If you break through, I'm afraid your strength will increase ten times. Today, even if I'm dead, I'll hold you on the back. Otherwise, my descendants of the Han family will be killed by these cruel bastards of your Teng family!"

"Pull me on the back? Ha ha ha... Let's see if you have that ability. " Teng's father laughed a few times, then suddenly disappeared in the distance.

"Qianjun Kendo... Chop."

A light and shadow of the sword appeared in front of the elder of the Han family.

"The light of rice grains, dare to compete with the bright moon?" Elder Han sees tengzhan's attack and sneers.

However, his voice fell for less than half a second, which made his face suddenly changed.

The light and shadow that breathed the sword awn suddenly appeared four light and shadow that breathed the sword awn around it. These four light and shadow were just around the previous light and shadow.

"Kill

The elder of the Han family smiles coldly. Even if there are four more swords suddenly, he is not afraid. For him, let alone adding four swords suddenly, even if there are forty swords suddenly, he will not change his face.

The long stick in his hand once again brought out a shadow of the stick. It overlapped like a thousand feet wave, and waves filled half the sky.

"What?"

Elder Han's face suddenly changed, because a scene that he didn't think of suddenly appeared in front of him. In the shadow of the stick he attacked, the space in front of him suddenly seemed to split. A dazzling sword shadow was blowing at him.

The sudden change, the strange sword, let him really didn't think of, all in the feeling of unprepared.

"Sweep a thousand troops, break it for me..."

The elder Han's old body seemed to soar for a moment. The wrinkled skin of his whole body was slowly bulging. The veins were crisscrossed and the blood was thick. With the continuous ups and downs of the shadow of the stick, he finally blocked all the swords.

However, what frightened him was that Teng Zhan had already attacked him at this time. His left fist was mixed with a violent breath. In an instant, his internal strength burst out. In midair, a shadowy shadow was formed.

"Damn it

The elder Han's eyes showed the color of madness. The fierce force in despair made him change his shape in an instant. The iron bar stood in front of his chest. At this time, he had a cross shaped dart in his hand.

Seeing this kind of dart, Teng's face changed greatly, and his killing chance soared in his eyes. He cheered coldly: "Japanese ninja's Cross dart, it seems that you also went to that damned island country to learn Ninjutsu. How funny! It's very stupid of me not to learn Chinese martial arts, but to learn the island's inferior skills. "

Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!

As soon as Teng's voice fell, a light flashed in front of his eyes. After easily hitting the first cross dart, master Teng's body was about to pounce on the elder of Han family who was beaten by him with his fist shadow. Suddenly, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

The next moment, four willow shaped darts, quietly into Teng's body, if not for his quick reaction, I'm afraid the four willow shaped darts have penetrated into his four vital points.

"Cold moon chop... Die for me."

Mr. Teng has been working hard. He never thought that he was plotted by the elder of the Han family. Moreover, it was the Ninja dart that was just belittled by him.

The sword in his hand, in the strange twist of his wrist, suddenly out of hand, a round of full moon light emitting hazy light, formed in the rapid rotation of the sword.