President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

Inside the Northwest Desert City.

There are hundreds of thousands of warriors and ordinary people who are concerned about Lin Yifan's life and death.

However, due to the limited field of vision, most people couldn't see Lin Yifan's situation at all.

However, quite a few warriors from the King Realm directly flew up to the nine heavens, staring in Lin Yifan's direction.

When they saw Huahua feeding Lin Yifan with the elixir and starting to pour spiritual power into Lin Yifan's body, they couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Boss Lin is not dead!"

"Boss Lin seems to be just injured and unconscious, not dead!"

Soon, warriors who observed the situation loudly reported the situation.

Suddenly, the whole city boiled, and the sound of exclamation and admiration went straight into the sky.

Lin Yifan is not dead.

Some are happy and some are sad.

But I have to say that everyone admires Lin Yifan's classic battle against the sky.

Lin Yifan had a dream.

He dreamed that he was falling from the clouds, fell hard into the cliff, and was smashed to pieces.

His flesh and blood membrane turned into dots of starlight, and finally slowly condensed and turned into a '卍' character mark...

And his originally disintegrated spirit slowly condensed again at the moment when the '卍' character was printed, and he regained his complete consciousness...

This process is very mysterious, as if it only took a snap of the fingers, and it seems that a full 1 years have passed.

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Outside the desert city in the northwest.

In the shade of a dune.

Bai Sheng, a jade-faced scholar, sat slumped on the ground with a shocked expression on his face. He muttered almost nervously: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. As the king of the Northwest Desert, the Lord City Master has dominated the Northwest Desert for thousands of years. He had never met an opponent before, but now he died at the hands of a martial artist who was only in the fifth heaven realm of the king realm? Moreover, he was killed by a single punch! This guy named Lin Yifan is too terrifying. "

Just when he was full of emotions, suddenly, a spiritual consciousness swept over.

"Huh? Terrible!"

The moment he felt spiritual consciousness sweeping over, the jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng exclaimed, turned his head and fled without hesitation.

"Where can the rest of the evil escape!"

Hainan Tian burst into a roar, turned into a golden light, and rushed towards the direction of the jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng.

In the sky filled with wild sand, the two started chasing one after the other.

Whoosh...

In just a few breaths, Hainan Tian caught up with the jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng, swung out his claws, and directly grabbed three deep bloodstains on his back.

For a moment, every bloodstain turned into flesh and blood, and blood spurted out.

"Oh, it hurts me to death..."

Bai Sheng, nicknamed the scholar with a jade face, uttered a scream, and fell straight down, rolling over the desert for more than a dozen laps before stopping his inertia.

Whoosh!
However, before he could stand up, Hainan Tian rushed down, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up from the ground.

"Lord Nantian, don't kill me, I'm useful to you!"

Feeling that his throat would be crushed by Hainan Tian at any moment, the jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng hurriedly transmitted his spiritual sense to beg for mercy.

He is a wise man, knowing that his simple begging for mercy is useless.

So, he directly stated his value.

"Are you useful to us?"

Hainantian sneered, and said, "Okay, tell me, what use are you to us? If I'm not satisfied with what you say, I'll break your neck right away."

At this moment, Hainan Tian has not transformed.

As a genius of the sea barbarians, he can easily kill the jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng, a martial artist who only has the seventh heavenly realm of the King Realm, even without changing his body.

"Following Lord Mo Wang of the Northwest, I found a hidden treasure. Inside this treasure, there are shocking treasures. There may even be legendary artifacts."

The jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng hurriedly transmitted his spiritual consciousness.

"Treasure?"

Hainantian sneered, shook his head and said, "This excuse is too low-level, I won't fall for it."

As he spoke, he exerted force with his fingers, and he was about to crush the throat of the jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng.

"Lord Nantian, if you don't believe me, you can check the Qiankun cloth bag in the arms of the Northwest Mo King. There is a broken treasure map inside. To tell you the truth, we left the Northwest Mo City to go treasure hunting, and, Although we have found treasures, we have only found a small part of them, but there are also hundreds of thousands of spiritual fruits and many holy artifacts... You can find these treasures in the Qiankun cloth bag of Northwest Mo King, if I have a lie, it will not be too late for you to kill me when the time comes, I will never have any complaints."

The jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng's spiritual sense transmitted sound, and screamed.

"Oh?"

Hainan Tian was slightly taken aback, and after a change of mind, he had an idea.

Pong!
The next moment, his left hand suddenly punched out, directly hitting the jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng's lower abdomen.

With this punch, the defenseless Bai Sheng let out a scream, and spurted a pool of blood from his mouth.

His dantian was directly shattered by Hainan Tian's punch.

At this moment, his life's skills also turned into nothingness.

Become a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken.

The moment the jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng spurted blood from his mouth, Hainantian shook his hand and threw him on the ground like throwing garbage.

"You...you actually abolished my life's skills, you might as well kill me!"

The jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng opened his eyes wide, and stared at Hainantian angrily, cursing: "Hainantian, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Snapped.

As soon as Hainan Tian shook his hand, he gave him a hot slap on the ear.

Immediately, Bai Sheng spurted blood from his mouth from the beating, and three teeth spurted out mixed with blood.

"Listen, it's easy for you to want to die, but you're just a mortal now, and you don't even have the ability to use your spiritual power to explode and die, but I have thousands of ways to torture you and make you die It's better to die. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Hainan Tian leaned over and squatted down, grinning at the jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng.

This smile is so sinister that Bai Sheng can't help but tremble all over his body just by looking at it, and his hairs stand on end.

"Sorry, I made a slip of the tongue on the spur of the moment just now, please don't count the faults of villains, and don't be as knowledgeable as me..."

The jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng humbly begged for mercy.

His mood at this moment was extremely depressed and hopeless.

Originally, he thought that the Northwest Mo King would win a big victory, and he, with the death of the Eight King Kong and the rebellion of the two guardians, should be strongly supported by the Northwest Mo King, and the future will be very nourishing.

But he never expected that Lin Yifan would perform a miracle and kill Northwest Mo King with one punch.

This shocking punch directly shattered his future and future.

Now, his life skills have been abolished by others, and his life is also in the hands of Hainan Tian. With a single thought of Hainan Tian, ​​he can make him die.

"Boy, I hope what you say is true."

Holding the collar of the jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng in one hand, Hainan Tian flew straight towards Lin Yifan.

"This is?"

When Hong Yishui and the others saw Hainan Tian flying over with a person, they all looked over curiously.

"This is the remnant of Northwest Mo King's subordinates. I was going to kill him casually, but he still has some use value. I abolished his skills, and I plan to wait for the master to wake up before sending him back."

Hainan Tian said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Hong Yishui and others all nodded secretly.

They have no objection to Hainan Tian's approach.

Among the crowd, Cheng Kun immediately saw the jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng, his former brother.

However, he turned his head away, pretending that he didn't see it.

"Brother Cheng, brother Cheng, please help me to intercede, I am of value to you..."

The jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng swept his eyes and saw Cheng Kun in the crowd.

Suddenly, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, he frantically shouted for help.

Brush brush.

Immediately, everyone present turned their eyes curiously, and looked at Cheng Kun who was squatting on the ground strangely.

"To shut up."

Cheng Kun got angry, spat at the jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng, and cursed: "Who is your brother? That's all in the past. Now that you are a prisoner, you must have the consciousness of being a prisoner. I won't do it for you." Please forgive me, you remnant."

This can be said to be very heartless.

"you……"

When the jade-faced scholar Bai Sheng heard this, he was so angry that he vomited three liters of blood again.

"Quiet."

Huahua raised her head, looked disgusted and scolded severely.

Immediately, everyone in the audience shut their mouths knowingly.

After half an hour.

Huahua finally exhaled a long breath, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Okay, everyone, let's go back to Mocheng in the northwest now. Brother Lin's condition has stabilized, and he should be able to wake up in a short time."

Huahua reached out and picked Lin Yifan up from the ground, and smiled at everyone present.

"Great, we're heading back now."

"Let's go, let's return in triumph!"

"Come here, go and carry the Northwest Mo King's body, and take his Qiankun cloth bag and treasure knife well, don't miss it."

Everyone was overjoyed, looked at each other and laughed.

"One water."

Suddenly, an old and weak voice came from thousands of meters away.

Immediately, the head of the Hong family, Hong Yishui, and the elders of the Hong family all turned their heads in unison.

It was the voice of the ancestor of the Hong family.

swoosh swish...

Immediately, Hong Yishui and the others all flew towards the direction of the ancestor of the Hong family at high speed.

The moment they saw the ancestor of the Hong family, the hearts of Hong Yishui and the others tightened.

This ancestor of the Hong family was originally as thin as a stick, but now his eyes are cloudy and dull, and he looks extremely old, as if he will die in the next moment, and then die.

"Old Ancestor, how are you? Why are you so weak?"

Hong Yishui rushed forward and supported the ancestor of the Hong family to stand up from the ground.

"Haha, it's okay."

The patriarch of the Hong family smiled, and said: "I have lost my essence in this battle, and I should only have three years of life left. But it doesn't matter, as long as I win."