Urban Perspective Little Doctor

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As it fell, a mouthful of blood spurted from the King of Nanjun's mouth. What followed was the disappearance of his aura, and the terrifying aura that had just withered, no longer had the forceful aura.

Bei Chenyuan's sword and Pang Feng's kick had already caused a mess of his internal breath, and he was no longer able to resist, just like a falling rock, bombarding the ground.

Hearing a bang, the king of Nanjun was so solid that he smashed to the ground, and the strong impact force blasted the ground out of a deep pit.

Afterwards, Pang Feng once again came to the ground, stood in front of the King of Nanjun, smiled at him and asked: "Let's say, where are the meteorites arranged?"

"Wh... what meteorite? I don't know what you are talking about?"

However, the King of Nanjun just shook his head while covering his chest, and replied without knowing it.

Pang Feng sneered, crouched down and looked directly into the eyes of the King of Nanjun. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a trace of pity in his eyes, and he said faintly: "I only ask the last time, where is it?"

"I really do not know!"

However, the King of Nanjun was still very hard-headed, just refusing to say where the meteorites used to destroy the heavens were placed.

Pang Feng's patience was completely wiped out. At this time, he slowly stood up, patted his hands, sighed and shook his head, and said, "Since you are so persistent, then I will fulfill you!"

After speaking, Pang Feng stretched out his finger, and a flame of spiritual power suddenly shot out, directly piercing the left shoulder of the King of Nanjun.

His left shoulder began to burn rapidly, a visible hole was expanding, and the flames burned every inch of his muscles.

The king of Nanjun almost fainted suddenly, but the burning pain on his body made him wake up at the moment of fainting, but the feeling of muscle burning is hard to describe in words, as if he was eaten by all insects. The pain was unbearable, and my heart hurt for a while, and he passed out again.

However, at the moment when he was about to faint, the tingling sensation once again spread, and the King of Nanjun once again struggled from the edge of fainting.

After repeating this several times, the king of Nanjun was already sweating profusely, his face was pale, bloodless, and his whole body was cramping.

He desperately tried to extinguish the flames on his left shoulder, but the flames burned from his muscles, and he was indifferent at all, unless he chopped off his straight left shoulder.

But he had already lost one arm, and if he cut off another one, it would be no different from the useless person.

"Say, or not?"

Pang Feng put his hands on his back, looked at him leisurely and asked.

"just kill me!"

However, the King of Nanjun was still so stiff, still holding on to it.

"Okay, I will fulfill you!"

Pang Feng smiled and nodded, and a blazing flame appeared on his fingers again, pointing to the head of the Nanjun King.

At this moment, the brows of the King of Nanjun jumped suddenly, and his entire face was twitching nervously.

He is experiencing the burning of this kind of flame, and he is deeply aware that once this flame hits his head, he will undoubtedly die. At this moment, it is impossible for him to say that he has no intention to survive, but he understands that even if he After saying the location of the meteorite, the person in front of him would never let him go.

But in the face of true life and death, who can be absolutely calm?

The King of Nanjun gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. With difficulty, he raised his head and looked at Pang Feng. Due to the severe pain, he could no longer speak normally. Every time he moved his lips, he felt like he was in front of the **** ghost gate. It's like a walk.

"I... I... I said,... can... give me a... pain... pleasure?"

After opening his lips for a long time, the King of Nanjun had to say this with difficulty.

"Well, I will promise you this!"

Pang Feng nodded. In order to show his humanity, he also deliberately extinguished the flames on his fingers. At the same time, he also extinguished the flames on the left shoulder of the King of Nanjun, and replaced his sword, the long sword Baifeng.

At this time, after a period of roasting, the left shoulder of the king of Nanjun has been exposed to a big hole, the muscles have been burnt, and the smell of barbecue even floating in the air.

The King of Nanjun breathed a sigh of relief, but the cold sweat on his face and body still couldn't stop it, but it was much more comfortable than being burned by the flames.

"Okay, let's talk, don't pretend to be dead, or Brother Pang Feng will let you taste even more cruel torture!"

Nangong Rou saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, so she took a step forward, condescendingly, pointing to the king of Nanjun and asking.

The king of Nanjun nodded, saying that he didn’t have any other thoughts. He just wanted Pang Feng to give him a good time, so he said: “Most of these meteorites are placed in the southeast of the major holy cities. Someone who responds will insert the meteorite into the city and then hide them separately, waiting for the final incident to make the necessary preparations!"

This time, the King of Nanjun still spoke very slowly, but at least he could say a complete sentence.

"What else, what else do you know?"

Pang Feng continued to ask.

"No...no, I only...know this, oh yes, there is another one. The order given to us by the Beichen Huan Shengzi is to be deployed before Wang Qiang this month. It is possible that the plan to slaughter the universe is here. After this!"

The King of Nanjun shook his head first, and then quickly added as if he had suddenly remembered something.

"Okay, yes, I can fulfill your wish!"

Pang Feng nodded, expressing satisfaction, so a cold light flashed in his hand, and the long sword Baifeng passed directly. There was an inaudible blood mark on the neck of the King of Nanjun, and a stream of blood gurgled out.

At this moment, the Nanjun King's expression suddenly showed some relief, as if he was very grateful to Pang Feng, he nodded himself, and then slowly fell asleep.

After solving the Nanjun King, Pang Feng simply buried him for a while, and immediately set off for the Nanjun Holy Land.

In the Holy Land at this time, the news of the death of the King of Nanjun has not yet been known, because the defense has not been slack in the slightest, and everyone in the past is still being closely scrutinized, even women and children are not spared, all must be carefully questioned.

"What should we do, Brother Pang Feng, we killed his princess, but now they don't know, what should we do?"

Nangong Rou looked at Pang Feng and asked with a worried and sad look.

"Then they have to let them know the news of the death of the Southern County King!"

Pang Feng smiled slightly, and after finishing speaking, he asked Nangong to soften Bei Chenyuan and spread the news in front of the city gate, so that the people in the Holy Land would be chaotic.