Village Doctor's Magic Hands

Looking at the phone that had been hung up in his hand, Liu Jingtian recalled what Nangong sique said, then nodded seriously and said, "it's really the late stage of opening up the valley. What's the problem?"

Liu Jingtian and long Ling are the same in both inner and outer Wulin. They do know something, but they don't know much. They only know a general idea of many things, just like the division of strength in outer Wulin. Liu Jingtian and long Ling also know, but they are not so detailed.

In contrast, Longling is a little better. At least he knows the valley opening realm. He can only say what it is. His wife doesn't know. However, looking at the expression of the second old man, Longling can also understand seven or eight points. Anyway, it's not simple.

"In the later period of Valley opening, even if we work together, we are not necessarily his opponent!" the second old man said slowly after a moment of silence.

As soon as this remark came out, the whole hall was in an uproar. Everyone knew that Zhao Sanjin was very powerful now, but they didn't know how powerful it was. Just a simple comparison between the two elders at the moment, the answer was clear.

"The second old man is in the early stage of opening up the valley?" Longling asked tentatively, because he vaguely remembered when the second old man mentioned general, but Longling didn't take this road, so he didn't care much.

"Yes, both of us have been stuck in the early stage of Valley opening for six years!" the two old men sighed with emotion, and they were quite helpless in their words.

"It seems that up to now, if you want to save Zhao Sanjin, you can only rely on himself, or you can only pray that the people brought by the sparrow will not be too weak!" Longling muttered to himself. The continuous events that happened today really made Longling, the owner of the family, feel a little powerless.

"Don't worry, the smelly boy Zhao Sanjin will never be as simple as we thought!" Liu Jingtian said slowly after silence: "it's not a way to wait here right now. Leave two people to bring the sparrows later. As for us, let's go and have a look first. Maybe we can help a little?"

"That's the only way!" Longling sighed a long sigh, then got up and left his seat. The party quickly rushed to the empty dam outside a quadrangle on the edge.

The quadrangles of the dragon family were lined up. It took a quarter of an hour for the party to rush through the hall. At the empty dam outside the edge quadrangle, the party did see Zhao Sanjin and Bai Ruoxi who had already started.

In the arena, they were unarmed and relied on their bare hands. They played games with each other when you came and went. No one was inferior to anyone in terms of momentum.

"I have to admit that you really surprised me!" they both punched each other, and then retreated two or three meters. Bai Ruoxi looked at Zhao Sanjin.

There is a saying in the outer Wulin that there is no strong one in the inner Wulin. First, in the face of the opponent in the outer Wulin, the people in the inner Wulin have no power to parry.

From the moment they stood at this empty dam, they have made dozens of fist moves, but they are still equally divided. It is enough to see the power of Zhao Sanjin.

"Can I think you're praising me?" Zhao Sankin brushed the dust off his body and said with a playful smile. In exchange for Bai Ruoxi's cold eye, he disdained to say: "If you think you can win with this strength, I can only say that you think it's too naive. I have to take away the 'demon refining pot', so I won't be merciful next."

"Wait until you beat me!"

Bai Ruoxi didn't answer Zhao Sanjin, but his body disappeared in the blink of an eye. Zhao Sanjin, who was still smiling bitterly, immediately frowned. For a moment, he was surprised that he couldn't catch Bai Ruoxi's figure.

A sharp wind suddenly hit Zhao Sanjin. It was late. At that time, Zhao Sanjin's body suddenly deviated by a minute, and at the same time, he punched out and collided with the jade leg kicked by Bai Ruoxi.

"Cough..." the power of one punch also made Zhao Sanjin suffer a slight counterattack. He suddenly went back three or five meters. At the moment he stopped, he only felt that he was upset in his heart.

"This won't work?" Bai Ruoxi stood in place, looked at Zhao Sanjin who coughed more than once, and sneered, "what's worse is what you haven't tried!"

At present, Zhao Sanjin finally understands that Bai Ruoxi really played with Zhao Sanjin before his feelings? At this moment, Zhao Sanjin feels that he can't bear even one move.

Even so, Bai Ruoxi still didn't have time to give Zhao Sanjin a response. He just looked at Zhao Sanjin coldly, and the tiger under his feet became a tiger, and attacked Zhao Sanjin again.

This time, because it was a direct frontal collision, Zhao Sanjin decided to try the move he had just learned today and shouted, "the hidden dragon is in the abyss!"

Zhao Sanjin's figure was like a ghost. His feet opened and closed. He crossed two or three meters and quickly welcomed Bai Ruoxi's move.

"Bang!" the fists collided, and a low voice came into the people's ears. However, this time, there was no sign that they were separated. Not only that, they were struggling to support each other and wanted to push back one step.

In a blow out, Zhao Sanjin felt that even if the Xuan strength in the Dantian was fully mobilized, it was difficult to shake Bai Ruoshi, which made Zhao Sanjin really surprised.

Bai Ruoxi scolded, and the strength on his feet suddenly filled. Leng pushed Zhao Sanjin back a few steps alive. He barely supported himself and stood in place.

"Poof..." holding his chest, Zhao Sanjin finally spit out a mouthful of blood, and just the collision of that punch made Zhao Sanjin feel that his internal organs had shifted accordingly. It was really terrible.

"You lost, hand over the 'demon refining pot'!" Bai Ruoxi slowly walked to Zhao Sanjin's face after finishing his clothes and asked for something.

However, Zhao Sanjin really can't give a good thing like 'demon refining pot'.

Simply, he turned his head and said directly, "sorry, 'demon refining pot' is of great use to me. I can't give it to you yet."

"So, are you going to go back?" Bai Ruoxi's face became unhappy. He didn't give Zhao Sanjin any chance to talk nonsense. He kicked Zhao Sanjin, who was standing shaky, two or three meters away.

"Captain..."

"Zhao Sanjin..."

Zhao Sanjin's spitting blood made everyone in the distance pinch a cold sweat, and the whole heart was pulled together. In particular, the appearance of Bai Ruoxi stepping on his feet made everyone worried.

"It's not to go back on his word, just that he can't give it to you for the time being!" even if Bai Ruoxi stepped on his feet, Zhao Sanjin still replied without frowning.

It can be said that the "demon refining pot" is everything to Zhao Sanjin. There are not only yellow demons and white beavers in it, but more importantly, only the existence of the "demon refining pot" can continuously provide mysterious supplies for Zhao Sanjin.

Once there is no demon refining pot, Zhao Sanjin loses the help of Huang Xiaoyao. Not to mention, even Xuan Jin will be exhausted, which is absolutely intolerable to Zhao Sanjin.

"Huang Xiaoyao!" at the thought of the "demon refining pot", Zhao Sanjin suddenly thought of Huang Xiaoyao, and quickly shouted silently in his heart, hoping that Huang Xiaoyao could feel the truth.

Sure enough, in just a few seconds, Zhao Sanjin felt his clothes itching on his face. Needless to ask, Zhao Sanjin also knew that it must be the Yellow demon flying out.

"Sting her, go to sting her!" Zhao Sankin continued to shout silently in his heart. The next moment, he saw the Bumblebee flying towards Bai Ruoxi at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hmm?" Bai Ruoxi, who suddenly realized what was wrong, quickly retreated two steps, looked at the Yellow demon buzzing in front of him, and said coldly, "get out!"

Huang Xiaoyao, who was still hovering in the air waiting for Zhao Sanjin's further instructions, obviously understood Bai Ruoxi's words and directly swooped down with his wings without saying a word.

Provoke me, yellow demon, sting you!

Huang Xiaoyao didn't give Bai Ruoxi any face at all. For a moment, she bit in front and kissed in the back. Bai Ruoxi was unable to prevent. Even her powerful role kept beating her body everywhere.

On one side, Zhao Sanjin, who got up slowly, couldn't help laughing at the scene in front of him. He shook his head helplessly and said, "you said you couldn't even make a bumblebee I raised. You still have to take the 'demon refining pot' from me? Save it!"

"Hum!" with a dull hum, Bai Ruoxi took out a short dagger from his thigh and waved it around him. His rapid action was matched with a sharp dagger. Don't say, Huang Xiaoyao really didn't dare to continue to approach.

In desperation, Zhao Sanjin could only take advantage of Bai Ruoxi's inattention and attack the hidden dragon in the abyss.

One kick, Bai Ruoxi didn't hesitate. He kicked Zhao Sanjin again. However, as a price, Bai Ruoxi was also kissed by Huang Xiaoyao.

"Poof..." another mouthful of blood spits out. Zhao Sanjin has a mother sell batch at the moment. I really want to talk about it. It's fucking. Zhao Sanjin is a little white. If he is a woman, his mother's foot is more powerful than a man.