Medical Sovereign

Qu Wu sighed, knowing Sange's temper, once the decision is made, it must not be changed.

This made him worry, as he knew the roots, although he knew that the third brother and the killer did not come out, but Liu Sheng sword **** really used all his strength.

The Seven Kills and Ye Qingxuan are also embarrassed. They want to dissuade them but do n’t know how to speak. After all, Xiahou Weiyang represents the face of the Kingdom of Shenzhou. People come to the door and ca n’t help but answer it.

"That being the case, let's high-five and make an oath, and make a life and death contract."

Liu Shengjian said with a calm expression. Someone beside him had taken out his mobile phone and started shooting, as a testimony of a life and death contract.

"can!"

Xiahou Weiyang agreed on the spot and practiced for so many years. He had a big killing trick, confident that even if he could not kill Liu Sheng, the **** of swords, it was enough to take it seriously.

Of course, the side effects of such a big killing are also extremely horrible. The heavy ones will make him completely scrapped, and the light ones will cause him to greatly reduce his strength. I am afraid that even the realm cannot be maintained.

"Wait."

Just as the two were about to make a high-five oath, a clear voice came, and everyone was one of them, looking at the fast-moving figure.

It's Ding Ning.

Yesi Hengqiu's face froze, and he subconsciously shrank his head. He quietly stepped back two steps, scolding himself in his heart. He could encounter this plague **** no matter where he went.

Qu Wuyou's face was a joy. Although he did not think that Ding Ning would be the opponent of Liu Sheng's sword god, this magical boy would not disappoint every time.

"Ding……"

As soon as Xiahou Weiyang was about to speak, he was interrupted by Ding Ning, and said with a strange expression on his face: "Master, you haven't recovered from the injury. How can you fight against life and death?"

Xiahou Weiyang froze a little, his face full of aggression, my injury was not healed? When did I get hurt, but Ding Ning was willing to call him Master to make him feel better.

Still, Qu Wuyou responded quickly, knowing that Ding Ning was looking for the next step for the third brother, he immediately answered the words and said, "Yeah, third brother, you haven't recovered from the injury, and you have a duel with life and death. No matter what, even if they win, they will inevitably lose their reputation.

Liu Sheng's sword glanced down, carrying his hands, staring at Ding Ning with a sneer: "Wu Wu and I compete, where is your junior qualified to speak, and besides, if Wu Wu is injured, how can I not know."

"You are a strong man at the peak of sacred martial arts, to challenge a fighter who has just broken through the sacred martial arts, do you still have to face?"

Ding Ning turned back politely: "I'm a doctor. Does my master hurt me better than you do?"

Although Xiahou Weiyang has always claimed to be almost invincible in the same realm, the Shengwu Realm and the lower realm are completely different. The difference between a small realm is a world of difference.

The strength gap between Shengwu Nineth Heaven and Shengwu Nineth Heaven cannot be made up by superpowers at all. If Xiahou Weiyang and his duel are fighting, there will be no death.

Liu Sheng's old sword blushed, and his eyes turned, and he said calmly: "I'm challenging Guoshifu, I don't want to take advantage of anyone. As long as someone in Guoshifu can be my opponent, anyone can be."

In his opinion, the strongest strength of Guo Shifu is Xia Hou Weiyang. As long as Guo Shifu also takes care of his face, Xia Hou Weiyang will have to fight, and he will never show mercy.

"Ding Ning ..."

Xiahou Weiyang now also reflects that Ding Ning is looking for the steps for him, but is he the one who flinched? He quickly started to fight, but was interrupted again by Ding Ning: "There are disciples who have to deal with their problems, and the country is barbaric. If you need a master, please give it to your disciples."

As soon as this remark was made, the whole audience was in an uproar, watching Ding Ning's eyes become very strange, this guy

Is it crappy? He took the initiative to seek death.

Don't look at Ding Ning's popularity at the martial arts convention, but most of them are shot by the strong around him. Even if he killed Vulcan himself, they don't think Ding Ning will be the opponent of Liu Sheng's sword god.

Vulcan is just a power, even if it has the equivalent of the martial arts realm, but the peak of the saint martial arts is famous for its lethal sword repair Liusheng sword **** is not comparable at all.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Liu Sheng Sword God wants to kill Vulcan, he only needs one sword, which is no different from crushing an ant.

"Ding Ning, don't mess around, we old guys aren't dead yet, it's not your younger generation's turn."

Qu Wuyou's face changed, and he hurriedly discouraged.

"Funny, without you, just look at it."

Xiahou Weiyang also put on a Master's face, scolded displeasedly.

As patriots, how can they not know how important Ding Ning is to the country, and where to let him die?

"Yes, younger brother, this is a duel of life and death. You must not be impulsive."

Seven kills also persuade eagerly.

He was very entangled in his heart. He didn't want Sanshibo to be involved in danger, nor did he want Ding Ning to have an accident. He had few friends, and he cherished this extremely agreeable young master.

Ye Qingxuan stopped talking, but in the end she didn't say anything, but looking at the disdainful expression on her face, it was obvious that Ding Ning was incapable.

"They challenged Kokushifu. Am I not a member of Kokushifu? Or do you never think of me as yourself?"

Ding Ning's displeased words then sent out a powerful and heart-warming momentum, with a face that didn't care: "You have worked hard for the country and the people for a lifetime, and you should enjoy the blessing. In the future, such a cat and a dog will let us young people Come and pass. "

Regardless of the expressions of Xia Hou Weiyang and others, he raised his **** in disdain for Liu Sheng's sword god: "Old devil, now I officially challenge the sword **** palace and dare to fight me."

"idiot!"

Liu Sheng's good recuperation was also stimulated by his manners. He thundered and yelled: "Since you are going to die, today I will complete you, Yesi Hengqiu, and I beheaded him."

No matter how thick-skinned he is, he also holds his own identity, disdains to fight with a junior, but the strength of other apprentices is not enough, and only his favorite pet apprentice can be shot.

But in the end, Noji Yokoki's scared face was green, and he hid in the crowd, his head down and wept, his face admits directly: "Master, I am not his opponent, I admit defeat."

My heart was angrily scolding, I was too late to hide from him, and you even asked me to kill him, didn't I let him die?

Concede directly?

The scene suddenly fell into a deadly silence, and those embarrassing Fusang martial artists were flushed with a duck-like cricket that choked their throats, and their faces were all unbelievable expressions.

Specially, is this what the true disciple of Lord Sword God should say? Even if they are really not defeated, they must not be afraid of the war. Is there still a little spirit of Bushido?

Liu Sheng's sword complexion was blushing, and his face was dull, and his eyes stared coldly at the wild temple Hengqiu who was afraid to look up in the crowd, and he laughed angrily: "Okay, people have something to do with their disciples, I'm so good , Master has a life, but my disciples have turned into turtles, really a good apprentice, hahaha ... "

There was endless disappointment and anger in the laughter. I did not expect that this disciple who was most valued by himself was so disappointed that he was disappointed. If he didn't want to be seen by outsiders, he would have wished to kill him on the spot. He lost his face to the disciple.

Although the Seven Kills and others were weighed, they couldn't help but smile at this moment.

The downturned morale is also high, staring at the guy who knows current affairs with a joke, or a disciple of Liu Sheng Sword God, this courage is too small.

Regardless of the outcome of this battle, at least, Guo Shifu won the first prize and already won a game. Even if it loses, it won't make the face too ugly.

Ding Ning didn't laugh, and frowned, staring at Noji Yokoki thoughtfully. In fact, when he first arrived, he felt that this person gave him a sense of incomprehensible familiarity, but his looks were completely strangers. No Any impression.

But this guy's performance at this moment seems to be fearing himself, but it always gives him a feeling of trying to hide something. This feeling is weird, but he can't think of a reason.

"Master Sword God, Akira Miyamoto is willing to fight for adults."

After being shocked by Miyamoto Akira, there was a ecstasy, and immediately took a step forward and asked to fight.

This is a heaven-sent opportunity. Noji Hengqiu is afraid of fighting, and the Lord Sword God must be disappointed with him. His disfavor has become inevitable. He has taken the initiative to fight for himself. Taken as a personal disciple, replacing Noji Yokoki.

Liu Sheng's sword **** took a deep look at him, his face was slightly slower, and he gave a slight nod in approval.

Although Miyamoto Akira is not a disciple of the sword **** palace, as a big yin and yang teacher who can be ranked in the top three in Fuso, the strength is quite good. It should not be difficult to kill the arrogant kid.

"The guy, even dare to disrespect the Lord Sword God, my Miyamoto Akira will let you know how serious the consequences are."

Miyamoto Minghao was full of energy, respectfully respected Liu Sheng's sword god, but madly exposed when he faced Ding Ning, arrogant and ridiculous, and did not forget to shoot Liu Sheng's sword ass.

"There is so much nonsense. A group of cats and dogs dare to scream. Since you want to die, I will send you on the road now."

Ding Ning looked at his watch impatiently: "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry, and I'm still waiting to pick up my daughter-in-law."

The horns of the mulberry warriors could not help but pumped. Miyamoto Akira was mad, this guy is even crazy than Miyamoto Akira, as if everyone was a lamb to be slaughtered, he was not in his eyes.

"idiot!"

Miyamoto's fierce fire was too fierce, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. He suddenly emitted black gas and gusts of wind, and quickly condensed a huge black snake with eight heads in the air.

"Hisse, Hachigi snake? Lord Miyamoto even came up with the strongest sacred god. This is a quick decision."

"Oh, that guy is so arrogant that if I am Miyamoto, I will kill him in a trick."

"Arrogance also needs capital, and this kid will soon become the nourishment of the god."

"Master Miyamoto deserves to be our top three yin and yang teacher in Fuso. This type of **** has been fed by him. It seems to me that Master Miyamoto's ranking has to move forward."

...

Fusang warriors saw the huge eight-headed snake, and after taking a breath of air-conditioner, they talked with each other gleefully and seemed to have seen Ding Ning swallowed up by the eight-headed snake.

Even Xia Hou Weiyang and Qu Wuyou clenched their fists, their faces were dignified, and they stared at the so-called Baqi serpent without blinking, ready to shoot at any time.

Seven Kills looked at the terrible black snake, and his tense forehead was cold sweating, and the cold breath made him cold.

Ye Qingxuan is even more uncomfortable. Do n’t watch her break through the martial arts, but the woman has an inherent fear of these gods and monsters. She subconsciously leaned on the Seven Kills, and looked at Ding Ning's eyes full of worry Color.