My Master is Lin Zhengying

"You think too much……"

Before the words fell, Nan Chen fell into the shadow.

Suddenly, a strong and unusually cold air burst out.

The Yin Qi erupted suddenly, and it came very quickly.

Thousand Hands Medicine, there is no defense at all.

By the time he sensed it, it was already too late.

Because Xiaoyu has already shot.

Before Qianshouyao grabbed Nan Chen's neck.

A gust of cold air hit Qianshouyao's chest directly.

Qianshouyao was shocked, she didn't expect that there was a ghost hidden in Nan Chen's shadow.

And this breath is very powerful.

The cold air completely enveloped him.

For a moment, it made him feel uncomfortable to breathe.

It was freezing cold all over.

But now, he has no chance to dodge.

Too close, too fast.

"Bang" was another explosion.

This chilly air exploded on Qianshouyao's chest on the spot.

"what……"

Bursts of tingling pain swept through Qianshouyao's body.

The whole person also flew upside down, more than five meters away, and rolled several times on the ground.

Finally, with a "poof", he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Obviously Xiaoyu hated this blow very much.

He was directly injured.

Qianshouyao stared at this side with a look of panic.

At the same time, Xiaoyu also condensed in front of Nan Chen.

Tsing Yi is fluttering, black hair is flying.

Although Xiaoyu is a ghost, she is the most beautiful ghost Nan Chen has ever seen.

"Nanchen, how are you?"

Xiaoyu glanced at Qianshouyao coldly, making Qianshouyao tremble in fright.

Then, Xiaoyu turned to look at Nanchen.

Concerned about asking Nan Chen.

Nan Chen shook his head and smiled at Xiaoyu:

"I'm fine, Xiaoyu."

At the same time, he looked at Qiusheng and Wencai.

"Eldest senior brother, second senior brother, how are you doing?"

Although the two were knocked over by the shock, they were not injured.

Now get up again.

"Nanchen, I'm fine."

"Damn Qianshouyao, I must kill him today."

Seeing that the two of them were fine, Nan Chen also breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Nan Chen spoke to Qianshouyao again:

"Thousand-handed genius doctor, accept your fate!"

But Qianshouyao sternly said:

"My fate is up to me, I don't want to die yet."

After speaking, the guy coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Nan Chen looked coldly:

"Then I'll give you a ride."

After finishing speaking, Nan Chen took the mahogany sword and pounced on it again.

Xiaoyu and Qiusheng Wencai also followed from left to right.