President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

"Don't worry, we will settle the battle quickly!"

Huahua replied loudly, turned her head, looked at Hongcui, and said with a smile: "If I didn't want to capture this beautiful woman alive, I would have killed her long ago."

"Have a frenzy!"

Hongcui let out a low growl, then exerted all of her strength, fighting Huahua again.

On the other side, Hainan Tian summoned a long spear, and was fighting fiercely with the three king kong.

He fought with all his strength and without mercy.

After all, every time he killed a King Kong, Lin Yifan would give him a commission of two points.

He didn't want to let go of any chance to make a fortune.

"Brother Lin."

At this time, Little Six rode a blood eagle, swept across the sky, came to Lin Yifan, took out four Qiankun cloth bags, and handed them to Lin Yifan: "This is what you left behind from the Four King Kongs you killed. I have searched all the Qiankun cloth bags, including their weapons, and put them all into the Qiankun cloth bags, and now I hand them over to you."

With that said, he threw the four Qiankun cloth bags to Lin Yifan.

Lin Yifan stretched out his hand to catch it, and put his backhand into the small world inside his body.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his head and scanned the thousands of fighters in the audience with sharp and indifferent eyes.

Immediately, the thousands of warriors present were all terrified and trembling.

Lin Yifan was too terrifying, he could kill them mercilessly with just a flick of a finger, no one dared to look into Lin Yifan's eyes.

"You stinky fish and rotten shrimps, land quickly and kneel on the ground, I will give you a way to survive, as long as you are willing to bow down under my command and become my people, I guarantee you will eat well, drink spicy food, and live a happy life." It's a hundred times more moisturizing than it is now."

Lin Yifan spoke, his voice was not loud, but it contained a trace of spiritual power, every word pierced his ears like thunder, and hit his heart directly: "But, if you don't obey, I will kill you all. How to choose, you can see for yourself. "

As soon as the voice fell, thousands of martial artists in the audience were all shocked, and the scene was in a commotion.

"This guy actually wants to recruit us! Tell me, do we want to surrender?"

"Although this guy's cultivation level is not high, he is only at the fifth level of the King Realm, but his combat power is too strong, not inferior to those in the Holy Realm. It is our blessing to be our leader. It's just that ...We are all subordinates of the Northwest Mo King now, if we turn to surrender to him and turn back to kill the Northwest Mo King, maybe we will kill all the rebels."

"That's right, the Northwest Mo King has a fiery temper, and there is no room for sand in his eyes. He has always had only one word to kill the rebels. Although this guy is strong, he is not a strong man in the Holy Realm after all. Compared with the Northwest Mo King, he is more powerful." It's a notch down. We're going under his wing with absolutely no future."

"People have to bow their heads under the eaves. Now the situation is pressing. If we don't surrender, we may be ruthlessly beheaded. I don't care what you think, I decided to surrender anyway."

Thousands of warriors at the scene discussed fiercely.

Among them, [-]% of them were completely conquered by the strength shown by Lin Yifan, and decided to surrender to Lin Yifan's command.

These people descended from high altitude one after another, knelt down on the ground respectfully, as if bowing their heads and bowing their heads.

As for the other [-]% warriors, some are hesitant, while the other part are determined not to surrender.

"Let's run away separately!"

"That's right, no matter how strong he is, he can't strangle so many of us at the same time. We run separately, and he can't take care of it."

"If any of us escaped, we should immediately find the King of Mo in the Northwest and report to him what happened here. Hmph, this guy has such a big tone, he actually wants to slaughter the Mo City in the Northwest, and even throw a big feast and get drunk. For three days, I really didn't take the city lord seriously."

Some warriors who resolutely refused to surrender suddenly fled in all directions at the same time after communicating in groups of three or four.

"Huh? It seems that there are some people who are stubborn and unwilling to act according to the clear path I pointed out, but instead want to escape under my nose?"

Lin Yifan frowned and sneered.

The next moment, he secretly activated the power of rules in his body, ready to kill.

Since these people are unwilling to surrender, there is only one dead end waiting for them.

buzzing...

The next moment, the Shennong Ding was summoned by Lin Yifan, buzzing and spinning, exuding a majestic pressure.

Suddenly, the space with a radius of tens of thousands of meters was condensed, and every warrior's heart seemed to be pressed by a mountain, and he couldn't breathe.

"drink!"

Lin Yifan let out a loud drink.

boom……

In an instant, a monstrous coercion rose again!
Immediately, many warriors whose minds were not firm enough all swayed, almost unable to support the flight.

There are also some martial artists with low cultivation bases, who directly sprayed blood from their mouths and fell to the ground on their backs.

"It's over, this guy is much more terrifying than we imagined! This coercion is as terrifying as the ancient gods!"

"Run, whoever runs slowly will be cannon fodder!"

"I...I can't do it anymore, I want to surrender, I'm afraid of death, I'm really afraid!"

Soon, under the coercion of hundreds of warriors, [-]% of them fell down, and [-]% of them chose to surrender.

The remaining [-]% of the people are still clenching their teeth and fleeing desperately.

"stop……"

At this moment, a soft voice came from the sky.

At the same time, an earth-shattering coercion swept across the sky, surging like waves.

As soon as this coercion arrived, it was equal to the coercion released by Lin Yifan, and began to offset the influence of the coercion released by Lin Yifan on the fighters.

Brush brush.

Immediately, the eyes of everyone present followed the sound.

"Ok?"

Lin Yifan was also slightly startled, turned his head, and followed the sound curiously.

I saw a woman in an emerald green floor-length tulle dress floating over the desert city in the northwest, like a fairy coming out of a painting.

She has picturesque eyebrows and graceful figure, no matter in appearance or figure, she is not inferior to Hong Cui.

However, her temperament is completely different from that of Hong Cui.

Hongcui is charming and seductive, and there is a soul-stirring glamor under its pure appearance.

But this woman in a green tulle floor-length dress gave people an extremely cold feeling.

That slashed face always had an expression of not getting close to strangers, giving people a feeling that they can only be seen from a distance and not played with.

"Qing Lan!"

"It's Qinglan who is here!"

"Qinglan has been in seclusion for three full years. She said she wanted to attack the holy realm, but now she seems to have succeeded! Otherwise, her coercion would not be so earth-shattering!"

"Great, Qinglan stepped into the holy realm and became a strong man in the holy realm. In this way, he might be able to turn the tide of the battle and kill this guy riding on the back of the blue-feathered purple electric eagle in one fell swoop!"

Immediately, the eyes of the thousands of warriors present all shone, and they looked excitedly at the woman in the green skirt who floated over.

Whether it was the warrior kneeling on the ground or the warrior trying to escape, they were all overjoyed the moment they saw Qinglan.

"Is this woman Qinglan? It's interesting."

Lin Yifan took a sip of his wine, looked intently at the person coming, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Judging from the aura she exudes, it seems that she has just broken through and entered the holy realm not long ago. Only the first heaven of the holy realm."

Lin Yifan has seen too many strong people in the holy realm.

He has also fought against the strong in the holy realm more than once.

Although he only has the realm of the king, he has no fear of the strong in the holy realm.

"Qinglan, have you successfully broken through?"

Hongcui is fighting with Huahua. In order to win the battle, she throws a rain of flowers all over the sky, emitting bursts of rosemary, and uses the spell of charm in an attempt to confuse Huahua's mind, so as to take the opportunity to kill Huahua.

This Hongcui, as a powerhouse in the Ninth Heaven of the King Realm, is best at charm and charm.

The man who fought against her would be bewitched by her charm technique in all likelihood without any precautions, and his head would be cut off in a dazed state.

but……

What makes Hongcui feel desperate is that Huahua doesn't like her at all.It seems that her appearance and her charm are not even the slightest bit attractive to Hua Hua.

This made Hongcui very depressed, and she cursed repeatedly, saying that Huahua was a castrated eunuch, and she was no longer a man.

After a while, he said that Huahua must be a different kind.

She scolded all kinds of ugly words, but unfortunately, Huahua didn't pay attention to her at all, not only did it not affect her mood, but also, the attack became more and more serious, Hong Cui was beaten so much that she vomited blood again and again, and she was almost defeated.

At this time, Qinglan descended from the sky like a savior, which made Hongcui rekindle a flame of hope in addition to despair.

"What? Qinglan broke through and became a strong man in the holy realm?"

Huahua's eyes froze, and she frowned slightly: "Oops, things seem to be getting a little tricky."

As he spoke, he turned his head slightly and looked in Lin Yifan's direction.

Although Huahua's strength is strong, she can be regarded as an invincible existence among king realm warriors.

However, he has no power to fight back against the strong in the holy realm.

No matter how strong he is, he is not to the point where he can ignore the gap in realm.

There are very few people who can do this, and all of them are monster-level existences.

And Lin Yifan is one of the best.

Only Lin Yifan can compete with the strong in the holy realm.

It was too late to say it, and in the blink of an eye, Qing Lan had already drifted over. With a sweep of her eyes, she had a general understanding of the situation on the battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes fixed on Lin Yifan.

"Who are you, and why did you come to my northwest desert city to kill?"

Qinglan opened her mouth, her voice was like orchids in an empty valley, or like a spring dripping into a pool, mellow and mellow, it sounded very pleasant.

However, the tone is extremely indifferent, giving people a feeling that they cannot be approached.