The Strongest Doctor

Tu Wanhong was upset.

This gap is hard for him to accept.

In his eyes, the cultivation of soul power is an extremely proud thing, and now, Lynch's show, let this proud, disappeared.

If everyone can, or Lynch this kind of divine realm, will become a rotten Street thing, then what is worth his self-confidence.

"Soul power is not exclusive to you alone, nor is it exclusive to fenghun gate. Why, can't I practice soul power?" Lynch gave a cold hum.

"There's no need to talk nonsense here. I'll know everything when I crush you and search your soul for a moment." Tu Wanhong said here, taking a deep breath, he turned his soul power again and showed his soul skills.

He was eager to know why Lynch had cultivated his soul power and how he got to this point.

This time, he only used his soul skill to attack Lynch.

Lynch is ready to deal with it. Their soul power is colliding and fighting in mid air.

But it's not.

Although Tu Wanhong is a little better than Lin Qi in skill, he can't break through Lin Qi's defense.

After all, this kind of soul skill can only be regarded as the lowest level of existence, without much qualitative change. To put it bluntly, after the soul power is compressed, the attack is released.

Lynch has always been passive, but he has not fallen too far.

On the contrary, Tu Wanhong was more and more anxious, more and more disorganized, red faced and sweating, but he couldn't defeat Lynch.

Wheezing

At last, Tu Wanhong stopped after there was only a few soul power left.

He gasped: "boy, you are really good, but your soul power consumes too much more than me. Now, you should be the limit in the limit!"

Tu Wanhong is right about this.

Lynch really squeezed all his soul power, and now, it's totally against his situation.

As long as Tu Wanhong makes a move, he can kill Lynch.

However, Lynch gave a cool smile: "unfortunately, my soul power can be restored immediately."

"Recover immediately?" Tu Wan Hong was stunned for a moment and said, "are you kidding? If you want to recover your soul power immediately, you must have the most excellent soul power plants. Even our soul gate is extremely precious. Do you have them?"

"Does that count?" As soon as Lynch turned it over, he immediately produced a colorful flower and fruit, which was full of soul power and charming fragrance.

This is the colorful flower seeds planted by Lynch in Lingtian space. After a period of growth, they have gradually taken shape.

The breeding speed in Lingtian space is very fast. It can grow and mature in almost one day. It has a hundred years.

Originally.

Lynch didn't plan to use it.

After all, this is the first colorful flower and fruit. There are only dozens of fruits in total. Lynch wants to breed for a while, and then use the seeds in the fruit to reproduce.

Wait until the harvest of a colorful Linghua fruit time, and then free to use.

But now.

I don't think so.

However, Lynch doesn't need too many. Five at most is enough.

"This is..." Tu Wanhong raised her eyebrows and exclaimed, "colorful flowers and fruits!"

"Boy, how can you have colorful flower and fruit? It's xuanjie soul grass!" Tu Wan's red eyes are extremely red. He usually practices with the spirit grass of yellow rank. He needs to perform meritorious deeds before he can get a reward.

However, Lynch was able to take out xuanjie soul grass and colorful flower and fruit!

"Xuanjie soul grass?" Lynch was a bit surprised. Today, he learned that soul grass also has a hierarchy, which seems to be the same as lingcao pills. However, few people should know about this division.

"Well, yes, it's xuanjie soul grass. In this way, I have a lot more, and I can recover now!" Lynch took out five, absorbed crazily, and his soul power was restored continuously.

There's a trade-off!

Tu Wanhong can see the current situation.

It's not that he consumed Lynch, but that he was consumed by Lynch. If Lynch recovers, we can imagine the current situation.

"Boy, do you think I'll give you a chance to recover?"

Tu Wanhong roared. Under the bad situation, he could only use the fastest speed to kill Lynch.

Otherwise, he will fall into the disadvantage and there is no possibility of reversal.

"A sword to seal the soul!"

Tu Wanhong trembled in his hand, and a simple sword appeared. The sword was dark, sharp and shining.

He has a sword in one hand.

The sword comes out.

Like a sword cutting the sky, sweeping thousands of miles.

Although Tu Wanhong's soul power consumption is small, his other power is not too much consumption. He has real Qi, he has divine power!

This sword is the ultimate sword. It combines Qi, divine power and the only remaining soul power.Three forces in one.

Only the shape, not the shadow, but the meaning of the sword.

The spirit of the sword drifts, throws, and penetrates into the air.

This sword seems to break through all the obstacles. The result of the sword is unmatched and points directly at Lynch's soul.

At the scene, all the people who had just escaped the disaster were nervous and pale.

This sword is too strong!

Even if you don't use the supernatural soul power to fight Tu Wanhong normally, I'm afraid that this sword will be enough to kill everyone.

"With a sword?"

Seeing this, Lynch just curved his mouth. He was really afraid of Tu Wanhong. He had some tricks, which were unexpected.

But for Lynch, it's no doubt that he used a sword in front of his grandmaster.

He grabs it with one hand, and the supreme spirit sword is in his hand.

Soon.

A sword swept out.

On this sword, there are some strange frequencies, oscillations, infinitely close to some laws.

His body, his sword sense, his Kendo, his understanding of the sword, all his things, have reached the acme and maintained a certain frequency with the surrounding environment.

He and the sword seem to blend into everything around him and become a part of the laws of heaven and earth.

And when the sword falls.

The charm of a sword is inexplicably condensed, rolling and gushing.

It seems that it condenses time, ignores space, breaks through the essence of all things, and transcends the understanding of the world.

Shua!

In mid air, it is clear that the two swords collide.

It's only a thousandth of a breath.

Lynch's sword goes through Tu Wanhong's sword, like fire melting ice and sharp knife piercing tofu.

Constantly advancing, as if nothing, straight to Tu Wanhong's heart.

"This, this sword..." Tu Wanhong has a kind of unspeakable meaning, a kind of extreme panic, a kind of incomprehensible meaning.

However, he couldn't think about it so much. He couldn't avoid it. His soul was exhausted. He felt that this sword had surpassed and crushed his sword. His understanding of sword.

Poof!

The sword penetrated his heart and left a bloody mark on his heart. It was very thin and small.

In this way, Tu Wanhong lost his fighting power. Standing in the same place, he was stiff and unable to move. His vitality dissipated quickly and his soul was shattered like ashes.

"I lost, yes, I did!"

At this moment, Tu Wanhong accepted the reality, but then his face was fierce, with pain and contempt.

"It's a pity that you won't be better. Fenghun gate will know my death and fight for dignity..."

Just, the last words have not finished, burst, broken, like a burst balloon, into the sky of white gas, leaving only a few pieces of isolated dander.