Miraculous Skilled Doctor

Seven nights is looking for Zhou Ting's flaw.

As the most powerful killer of simang mansion, he is the most calm. As a killer, it is his creed to kill every hit and escape thousands of miles if he doesn't hit. Now he can't escape, he has to wait for the chance.

And he still has a chance.

That's the other side.

He didn't believe that these people would be so calm. As long as these people took action, he would have a chance to take advantage of the chaos and launch a strike against Zhou Ting.

But he didn't know that Zhou Ting was waiting.

Sure enough, not long later, the other party was out of breath. Hanging sword is a weapon cultivated by Si family for many years. His left-handed sword technique is superb. I don't know how many people hate him. Of course, that's why he didn't meet the top master.

Sinan sent him here. He was not at ease. He added a first-class expert quicksand who was good at shooting.

There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Jianghu. Many people have a disgraceful past, so they are very popular to take nicknames. Some people use weapons based on their martial arts, while others give them to others. The former is like hanging sword and quicksand. Quicksand is good at quicksand shooting. The latter is like seven nights and five poisons.

No one knows their specific real names.

The quicksand shooting method of quicksand is a set of shooting method that is fast and slow. The shooting method is sharp and quick. The left-hand sword technique of the hanging sword is strange, so it has the name of the hanging sword.

They led more than a dozen second-class experts to rush towards Zhou Ting.

The seven nights hiding in the dark couldn't help shaking his head, "a group of brave and resourceless men, mobs!" his heart was full of contempt, but he also raised his spirits and wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack Zhou Ting. Zhou Ting's head was his goal.

As soon as the group rushed up, they started directly.

Quicksand was the first to shoot. He had a golden tiger head long gun in his hand. He waved it majestically, and each move was faster and more urgent. As soon as he came up, Zhou Ting retreated for several steps and could only dodge.

Seeing this, the hanging sword also started.

His left hand sword technique is really strange. He immediately pasted it on Zhou Ting. The angle of his sword is extremely strange and tricky. Zhou Ting was defeated for a time under the siege of him and quicksand.

Seven nights did not move.

This is only temporary. Zhou Ting is not so easy to deal with.

Sure enough, Zhou Ting soon made a counterattack.

As soon as the long sword in his hand shook, he saw an ice blue light quickly covering the whole sword body. Then he waved the long sword, the sword tip shook out sword flowers, and met the long gun of quicksand.

The quicksand was pushed back all at once. He just felt that Zhou Ting's long sword seemed to have a biting chill. As soon as his long gun touched, it felt frozen, and the speed was unconsciously slow.

Of course, if it was just like this, he wouldn't be forced so hard by Zhou Ting.

The key is that Zhou Ting's sword technique seems ordinary, but every time he moves, he seems to be restrained. No matter how he changes his moves, he can't get rid of the feeling of being restrained, so that the bigger it gets, the more chaos it gets. Finally, Zhou Ting forced him to retreat.

All this happened in the blink of an eye.

When the hanging sword reacts, he wants to rush to help quicksand.

But at this time, Zhou Ting suddenly shouted, "Xuan Bing Jin!" it turned out that Zhou Ting had unconsciously narrowed the distance from quicksand. With his fierce drink, ice blue light rose between his palms, and then raised his hand, which was directly printed on the chest of quicksand.

Quicksand only felt a sharp chill from the heart, quickly extended to the whole body, and then he didn't know anything.

He fell softly to the ground.

The hanging sword was stunned.

But at this time, Zhou Ting fiercely waved his sword, but instead of hanging his sword, he... Qiye couldn't believe it. He looked at a wound more than ten centimeters long on his shoulder, like a thin line, which was not very wide, but it was really cut, and the blood didn't flow, because it was frozen.

It's incredible that he was hurt by Zhou Ting's sword.

It was he who planned Zhou Ting and wanted to attack him secretly. Why... He immediately reacted and knew that he had been fooled by Zhou Ting. In fact, this guy always knew his trace.

On this thought, he dared not stay for seven nights. His body retreated violently, and he wanted to escape.

He knew he was not Zhou Ting's opponent.

However, if he wants to go, it depends on whether Zhou Ting agrees.

"Want to go"

Zhou Ting pulled a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and then waved the long sword in his hand, which covered the seven nights.

Qiye's eyes were full of horror. He clenched his teeth and turned over in the air like a kite. He escaped Zhou Ting's infinite sword Qi, but he was still a step late.

A sprinkling of blood, seven nights in a sword.

He appeared not far away and covered his left wrist. Zhou Ting's sword just now. If he hadn't hid quickly, one of his arms would have disappeared now.

He glared at Zhou Ting fiercely, his body shape exploded and soon disappeared into the night.

Zhou Ting didn't chase him either. He just let seven nights go on purpose. He wants to tell the people behind him his strength through seven nights.

After seven nights, Zhou Ting turned his head and his eyes fell on the hanging sword not far away.

"Who are you and who sent you?" he asked faintly.

Hanging the sword slightly closed his mouth and didn't speak. At this time, he also reacted. He knew that he and others had missed the good opportunity. Just now they saw Zhou Ting's confrontation with seven nights and five poisons, so they wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. Now, when they think about it, in fact, if they just took the opportunity to deal with Zhou Ting, they are 80% sure to succeed.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world.

Now, the hanging sword has wanted to retreat.

Zhou Ting just dealt with the seven night sword. He knew he was not an opponent. However, it is impossible to leave now.

However, he dared not answer Zhou Ting's question.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhou Ting was immediately happy. "It's good not to answer!" he waved his long sword and slowly walked towards the hanging sword.

The hanging sword couldn't help retreating two steps. His spirit had lost, and his strength was sharply reduced by 30%.

Endless sword light came to cover themselves. Those second-class experts who surrounded the hanging sword couldn't catch a sword and fell to the ground one after another. Only hanging the sword, waving the long sword and enveloping themselves in the air, could they resist Zhou Ting.

Unfortunately, this resistance is also in jeopardy.

Zhou Ting was speechless. He didn't pay attention to these people at all. If his experience hadn't told him, he couldn't underestimate the enemy. It's estimated that he wouldn't be so serious now. However, it's really boring. It's just a group of local Jiwa dogs. He can't even take a move.

When the long sword was waved, a bright sword Qi was waved, and Zhou Ting's body flashed. As soon as the hanging sword was about to raise the sword to resist, his neck felt cold. That was the touch of the long sword.

He didn't dare to move any more. His face turned white and he was defeated!

Defeat so simply!

"Say, who are you?" Zhou Ting scolded coldly.

At this time, he found that those second-rate experts around him fell to the ground. It turned out that they didn't know when they had been killed by the sword. It was just because Zhou Ting moved too fast that they kept the original state.

A look of great horror flashed in the eyes of the hanging sword, and then he suddenly swallowed his saliva.

"Say!" Zhou Ting snapped.

The sword suddenly aroused a spirit. He didn't dare to hesitate any longer. He hurriedly said, "we are from the Si family. We are the young master. Oh, no, it's Si Nan. Si Nan asked us to kill you." he said everything in a flash.

Zhou Ting put away his long sword, "I guessed it long ago."

After a pause, Zhou Ting said again, "well, now, you lead the way." the sword was stunned. Where to lead the way? He was going to Si's house

Zhou Ting seemed to have guessed his idea and smiled, "if I let you kill Sinan now, would you like to?"

The hanging sword brain was not enough, and then he reacted. He immediately clenched his teeth and said, "the Secretary's family is kind to me. I can't sorry them."

"Then you haven't said everything!"

"I..."

The sword was silent.

However, after a long time, it was strange to hang the sword. For such a long time, Zhou Ting didn't say a word. Was he angry? If he was angry, why didn't he kill him? He already wanted to die.

To describe the hanging sword with respect to emotion and righteousness is a little flattering to him, but at least he didn't ungrateful and agreed to Zhou Ting's conditions.

However, as soon as I looked back, there was no trace of Zhou Ting behind me

The hanging sword was stunned.

Zhou Ting let go of the hanging sword, from the moment he refused to accept his request. Zhou Ting is not a murderous man after all. As for why he didn't let Sinan lead the way, Zhou Ting just tested him. If Sinan did not hesitate or just forced him to take Zhou Ting to Si's house, Zhou Ting would never let him go so easily.

Because Zhou Ting knew that all this was just the fault of the second generation of dandy Sinan. Hanging the sword was just a thug.

Of course, it was Zhou Ting's whim that decided to put the hanging sword.

Look at his mood.

Zhou Ting has many ways to know where Sinan's family is. He doesn't intend to go now. He wants to make some preparations for Sinan's family. What's the meaning of killing the door directly? Besides, Sinan family is more or less a powerful member of the capital. It's a lesson for the aristocratic families in qiushuikou to operate on him. Well, in that case, let's play a little bigger.

Zhou Ting's eyes turned to Yanshan outside the city. Bai junyang probably couldn't sit still.

At this time, after seven nights of escape, he didn't dare to stay. He directly came to the Yanshan White House and found the "Lord Shura" in Bai junyang's mouth.

After listening to the seven night report, 'Lord Shura' was very surprised, "so, this Zhou Ting who came out of nowhere is a little more difficult than we thought!"

When he said this, his tone was very calm and casual, as if he were talking about a dog and a cat. He still didn't pay attention to Zhou Ting.

"Then transfer the six channels to help you!"

"Yes!"

Zhou Ting returned to the hotel and went to bed after washing.

But, Si Jia, Si Nan's room.

Sinan was worried. He was waiting for the sword to come back. This time, he persuaded his father to send so many people out just in case. Sinan didn't know what was going on. From the time when he hung the sword and others left, his heart was full of anxiety. He didn't know why.

According to the truth, it's just an ordinary person. Any second-class expert of the Secretary's family can kill him quietly. Not to mention two first-class experts and more than a dozen second-class experts, it's OK.

He couldn't help thinking whether it was the hanging sword that caused them an accident, and then he was amused by his own ideas.

How is this possible

But just then, there was a movement downstairs. Sinan thought they had finished their task and ran out of the room. Running downstairs all the way, he saw on the stairs that there was only one man hanging a sword, bleeding all over, and there was a body next to his feet, which was another first-class expert quicksand.

Suddenly, Sinan was stunned. How could this be possible

"Smelly boy, don't you come here soon."

Seeing Sinan standing on the stairs in a daze, Sinan's father, sikoyuan, hated iron and steel. At the moment, sikoyuan's face was ugly and black as the bottom of a pot.

Sinan didn't dare to hesitate any longer. He hurried downstairs and ran to sikoyuan's side. Although he guessed in his heart, he couldn't help asking, "Dad, what's going on?"

His eyes fell on the hanging sword.