The Strongest Doctor

There is no sensation, just calm and no waves coming!

"This, this..."

"No way! It's impossible. He is... "

"When did you come, why, I didn't feel it at all!"

All the faces were filled with horror, horror, disbelief.

No one has ever found out when Lynch appeared. You know, the students in their presence are top-notch everywhere in the spirit realm.

But now?

I didn't even find a living person!

And.

If you look at Lynch carefully, it's just the early stage of the Holy Land!

In Qilin campus, it's just a rotten street and the end of the crane.

Among them, just pick out one of them to turn around the holy land, instead of abandoning them for a few blocks.

"Coming?" Just at this moment, ye merciless suddenly opened his eyes, and his accumulated momentum reached the top.

As soon as you open your eyes, it's like a magic lion waking up. The accumulated momentum is suddenly powerful, bursting into a dangerous breath of convulsion to the extreme. It's like waves sweeping the whole audience, like a global storm, making the whole world fall into the abyss of terror.

All those present felt that a chaotic battle was about to break out.

And now.

Lynch is at the center of the storm!

However, he seemed to ignore it and fell to the ground without any influence.

"Well, here it is!"

Lynch said quietly.

He looks like an old well.

But it's not.

All the reactions at the scene have already been seen.

At this moment, Lynch finally understood why even Chengyi said that this incident about him was unprecedented!

It turned out that he had already become the public enemy of the whole court, and public indignation was rampant!

But Lynch didn't say a word.

There is no need to say more!

Really, there's no need at all.

He stood so quietly on the opposite side of Ye merciless.

Look at it.

He and ye are merciless, showing two opposite states.

There was no momentum in him, just like an ordinary person, simple and unadorned, just like the kind that would be forgotten at a glance when he was put in a pile of people.

However, before that, Lynch was not only promoted to the early stage of the Holy Lord realm, but also promoted to the fourth level of the soul Dan realm.

Both the body and the soul have reached a detached posture, far from the existence of these students' speculation and understanding.

However.

Ye merciless is a little surprise pick eyebrow: "very good!"

"You're fine, too!" Lynch took a deep look at Yeh.

In the past half a month, although Ye merciless didn't have much improvement in the realm, he was like a sword, as if he had entered a kind of artistic conception, and he was the master of this artistic conception.

"Well, now is the right time! No more, no less, just right Ye Qingren said.

"Almost. I've got the time." Lynch road.

As soon as their words were spoken, they had a certain momentum at the same time. They were naturally and invisibly distributed. They were actually fighting against each other.

Everyone in the room could see it.

Although Lynch is only the holy land, he gives people the feeling that he is really as ruthless as ye.

"It must be an illusion."

"Yes, it's impossible."

"Ye merciless has already broken through the two turns. Now, I'm afraid he has really entered the three turns. In addition, he has integrated the ancient magic sword technique. This is like cloud mud with Lynch!

No one believes that Lynch can really win.

But in his heart, there is another voice saying that Lynch is just as ruthless as ye.

Right now.

Yue Pingzhi is more and more feel wrong, more and more flustered, he can't help shouting: "President Yang, I have a problem, Lynch, just after a stick of incense, come again, he is not qualified to fight with Ye mercilessly, missed the appointed time, have to lose."

Yang Yizhen, just resistant to the taste: "is it?"

Xue Ziyi hummed: "just because you didn't see it doesn't mean others didn't see it! What's more, your time of burning incense is shorter than normal. You must be playing tricks

In this way, many people have reacted and found this point: "it seems that it is shorter than usual."

"Cough, how can I know this? I just take a stick of incense casually. Maybe the quality is not very good..." Yue Pingzhi's face turned blue.

Yang Yizhen took a deep look at Yue Ping. Then, he just said in a positive voice: "I declare that the decisive battle will begin at the same time. No one is allowed to have any objection!"

Yue Ping's mouth drew, but he could only give up. However, he felt that even if he came at last, he would not lose!"Come, why, or come?" Ding Hanxiang's eyes are red. She stares at Lynch. Her mind is buzzing. Her face is stiff and purple. She is completely at a loss. Now, what should she do? Who can teach me, how to face!

Martial arts center.

In the spotlight.

"Sword Ye's merciless hand, shake it in the sky.

Hum, hum.

A clear sound of the sword suddenly sounded from somewhere in the Qilin campus.

"Ye merciless sword, has been washing the sword pool, he really wants to use the sword!"

"As far as I know, he hasn't used a sword for a long time."

"Is it still necessary? He is number one in the list of Qilin campus. Who dares to shake him? "

Sword washing pool.

It's in the backyard of lianqige, Qilin campus.

But from then on, after ye mercilessly put his sword in, the whole sword washing pool became a pool of black water.

This is not ye's heartless sword, faded, or contaminated with something.

It's because the water in the sword washing pool is a special kind of heavy water. What it washes is the foul and sinful smell on the sword. However, ye merciless sword can't be washed clean at all. It has been for so many years.

Later, no one put the sword into the sword washing pool. In the sword washing pool, Ye's ruthless sword was left.

Right now.

With Ye's merciless call.

The pool seemed to be boiling and bubbling. A black sword suddenly came out of the pool and flew straight into the sky, like a runaway wild horse.

Then, full of spirituality in the sky flying, until finally, hum, suddenly disappeared in the sky.

Shua!

When it comes back.

It has fallen into Ye's hands.

Ye merciless virtual grip, horizontal and body, he looked at the sword, he holds the sword, as if two incomplete things, finally fused together.

The length of the sword is three feet four. It's a poor size. It's a failure size for an alchemist.

The whole body of the sword is black. It's black to the extreme. Even under the light, it doesn't have the slightest reflection, no pattern, and even makes people feel that it doesn't have any singularity. It can't be ordinary.