Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Looking at the attack from the cold, he did not dodge, but directly greeted him. The power of the palm of his hand condensed a powerful pressure and momentum to form a vortex in front of him, turning into a tiger's hair roaring. The roar of the roar screamed at the tiger's mouth and rushed toward the cold.

"call!"

The powerful airflow is accompanied by the pressure and momentum of the mighty monarchs. At this moment, the power of the spiritual power is strong, which leads to the fierce airflow of the air, and there seems to be a tiger between the faint The sound came out.

"Roar!"

The battle of the strong is often only between one move.

When I saw the two men fight, the monarch on the side wanted to block, for fear that the old man would seriously hurt the cold. After all, the dog had to look at the owner. If he really hurt him, I am afraid that the Phoenix Lord is not good. explain.

However, the person who wanted to go forward had a bit of selfishness, and his eyes flashed, not only did he not go forward, but also quietly retreated, avoiding the battle circle that left the two.

He thought that if this coldness was really seriously injured, it would be a good thing for them. Maybe the Phoenix Lord will hand over the hand to them.

Based on this selfishness, he did not step forward, and even had some expectations in his heart.

In his view, Lenghua can't be an old rival, because his strength is under them, not the strongman at the monarch level, the difference is one step, the strength is one by one, therefore, he does not May be an old opponent.

Just as his heart was secretly calculating, but when he saw the scene of the next moment, he could not help but widen his eyes.

I saw that the spiritual power of Lenghua was in the midst of surging, and a taiji diagram formed with the spiritual power of his body, compared with the strong and turbulent momentum of He Lao, the breath of his body. It looked extremely gentle, and the head of the mixed-colored umbrella held by Lenghua’s hand reached the tiger’s head. The unexpected scene happened after the collision of these two breaths.

"Hey! Hey!"

The mixed-yuan umbrella in the hands of Lenghua pierced the head of the tiger that was transformed by the powerful spiritual power. At the same time, the tiger's head was punctured, and the airflow slammed toward the front.

Just when he thought that Lenghua would be shot, he saw that the spiritual airflow that had been shot at him was absorbed by the Taiji two instruments formed by his Zhou, and at that moment, the cold was low. With a drink, the mixed-sky umbrella in his hand is like a sharp sword. He slammed out of his hand and stabbed He Lao’s shoulder at a speed that could not be covered.

"Oh!"

He old screamed and screamed, his eyes screaming incredulously. When the airflow was broken, he quickly re-aggregated the airflow diagram to block the attack from the other side. But the momentum was unstoppable, he only I could see the umbrella tip of the mixed-colored umbrella sharp as a sword piercing his body.

The powerful force came with the mixed umbrella that pierced his body. When he penetrated his shoulder, the powerful force did not stop. Instead, he slammed him out until the whole person was The mixed-yuan umbrella was nailed to a rockery just tens of meters away.

"Ok!"

He snorted, blood spilled from his mouth, and the pain hit him, making his face pale at this moment. The cold sweat of the bean beads oozes from the forehead, only a burst of air in the chest, a blood from the throat. Slammed and spurted out.

"puff!"