President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

"Is it such a coincidence?" Lin Yifan murmured to himself. He didn't expect that he just came to the mountain city and just learned that someone was pretending to be him, and now he was about to see that guy?

But having nothing to do, Lin Yifan thought for a while and followed the large army out, heading towards the city gate, and there was a faint wave of spiritual power coming from there.

After a while, Lin Yifan stood on the city wall. At this moment, there were already many spectators on the city wall, talking a lot.

Lin Yifan looked into the distance. A few kilometers away from the mountain city, the aftermath of the battle continued to spread. Two figures could be seen faintly among the flying sand and stones. One of them had five-color paint on his face and a long knife in his hand. The light of the knife flew and crushed the person on the opposite side back again and again.

And the other person is the one pretending to be Lin Yifan, wearing a black robe, covering his figure in the eyes of everyone, with a pair of powerful fists, not to mention, the fighting style is really similar to Lin Yifan!

There was doubt in Lin Yifan's eyes. Just from the man's aura and fighting style, he could be sure that he absolutely didn't know him, so what kind of psychology did the other party use to take the blame for him?

While Lin Yifan was thinking about this, the battle in the distance had some changes, and he saw that the man in black robe would send the knife man flying with a punch, and with his hands behind his back, he pretended to say, "Let's just say this today, aren't you My opponent, God has the virtue of good life, I will not hurt your life, see you another day!"

Hearing the words of the black-robed man opposite, the knife-wielding man's face looked ugly as if he had eaten shit. He was just accidentally hit by the opponent. It's not yet known who will win and who will lose!
"You hide your head and show your tail, today either you die or I die!"

The knife-wielding man roared, but before he rushed to the sky, the black-robed man's figure swept away into the distance, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, making the knife-wielding man stunned.

Lin Yifan on the city wall rubbed the center of his brows, he had some impression of this person pretending to be him, and a wry smile could not help but curl up at the corner of his mouth.

Although the opponent's fighting style is very similar to his, but the style of acting is too different. As for the sentence just now, Lin Yifan is sure that he can't say it. Not very strong, at least not invincible in the holy land.

There was no need to watch the excitement, everyone dispersed one after another, Lin Yifan also walked down the city wall, although he didn't have much idea about that man in black robe, he was still a little grateful in his heart, after all, the other party helped him attract some attention.

In the afternoon, Lin Yifan wandered around the mountain city, and then walked away from the city again, heading towards his next goal, accompanied by the singing of insects and birds, and he didn't feel bored.

And on a mountain not too far from the mountain city, a black-robed man pretending to be Lin Yifan walked into a cave, and then took off his black robe, revealing his immature youthful face.

Rubbing his stiff face, the young man said to himself: "These bounty hunters are so powerful. I really don't know how Brother Lin handles them. I've been pretending for so many days, why hasn't Brother Lin come here?" Looking for me, could it be that you have left the territory of Xuzhou?"

Talking to himself, the young man sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a bottle of psychic liquid and took a big gulp, then began to practice.

After an unknown amount of time, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, skillfully put on his black robe, and rushed out of the cave, standing in mid-air, his eyes staring straight in one direction.

In that direction, there was a figure walking in the void, which looked like a black spot, but within a few steps, it was already a hundred meters away from the boy, and then stopped, looking at the boy playfully.

The visitor's black hair fluttered in the wind, a blue robe embroidered with many patterns, a jade pendant on his waist, and his rather handsome face, he looked like a young man.

"Who are you?" The young man asked in a deep voice. He was a little shocked by the ghostly speed of the person opposite him just now, and at this moment it gave him a strong sense of oppression, making him feel suffocated.

The young man on the opposite side smiled lightly, and instead of answering the boy's words, he asked instead: "Why didn't you go to me, are you afraid?"

This nonsensical sentence made the young man a little confused, and he asked doubtfully, "You know me?"

"Oh, the legendary Lin Yifan is really arrogant, then today I really want to meet you."

After finishing speaking, the young man clasped his fists slightly, "Dao Ziming, I'm asking for advice!"

When the young man heard the other party's self-reported name, his face under the black robe changed drastically, and his figure retreated violently. He stopped when he felt that he had reached a safe distance, and asked, "I didn't expect you to be a person who doesn't keep promises. Why do you want to come out!"

Dao Ziming was taken aback by this sentence, and then said with a smile: "If you don't come to me, then of course I will come to you. Is there anything strange about that?"

"Strange! Very strange!" The young man said in a loud voice, as if trying to hide his panic, "You are already a member of the imperial realm, why are you looking for me, who is a monk in the holy realm?"

"This is my own plan, so don't talk nonsense, let's fight! Let me see how strong you are who make the ancient continent stir up trouble!" Dao Ziming's face became serious, "As long as you can defeat me today, Then my previous words still count!"

"What a fart! I don't want to fight with you, so go away!" The young man was depressed, he didn't expect that his act of pretending to be Lin Yifan would lead to this guy Dao Ziming, let alone how bitter he was!
"Are you afraid?"

"Yes! I'm scared, I don't want to fight with you!"

Dao Ziming's eyes flickered, his face gradually turned cold, and he snorted, "Even if you don't fight today, you have to fight, use all your strength, or I will kill you!"

"Damn it, you're being unreasonable!" the young man yelled, he didn't stop after speaking, and turned around to run away!

But before the young man flew some distance, a folding fan appeared in Dao Ziming's hand, and he opened it with a light wave, and a wind wall appeared out of thin air in front of the young man, blocking his way.

After that, as long as the boy wants to escape in any direction, a wind wall will appear, blocking his way forward and locking him firmly in a space.

The young man was completely helpless, looked bitterly at Dao Ziming who was walking towards him step by step, and said discouragedly: "Brother, let me tell you the truth, I am not Lin Yifan, I am just pretending, just for fun."

Dao Ziming frowned and said softly: "You let me down very much. As a monk, you must have the courage to break through your own limits, and your goal should be placed at a higher position. I just broke through the imperial realm and scared you into this It seems that I really thought highly of you before."

The boy was about to cry, and he waved his hands and said, "Brother, what's the use of saying this, I'm really not Lin Yifan, if you don't believe me, look!"

As he said that, the young man took off the black robe on his body, revealing his true face, a somewhat immature face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but it really didn't look like Lin Yifan at all.

"There are so many ways to change and disguise in the world. You have deceived many people with this method. Did you use this method when you encountered fatal danger before?" Dao Ziming frowned even deeper.

The young man was completely convinced, and looked at Dao Ziming as if he was accepting his fate. He knew that he would end up like this, and he shouldn't have had this idea in the first place, which led to him really dying now!

But thinking of this, the blood in the boy's heart was also aroused. Since he can't escape today, then why not fight this guy in front of him!

Sensing the rising aura of the young man, Dao Ziming smiled and nodded, "That's right, my generation of monks should be fearless, I will let you do three tricks, come on!"

The boy was not polite, and his aura exploded completely, causing the wind wall around him to be shaken away. Dao Ziming's eyes lit up slightly, and he put the folding fan in his hand on his chest, waiting for the boy's attack.

"Finch Mountain!"

The boy let out a loud roar, clenched his fist into a strange shape, and punched Dao Ziming with majestic momentum!
This punch obviously didn't match the boy's aura, it was too strong, the power even reached the half-step imperial realm!
Dao Ziming nodded slightly, unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and the surrounding space suddenly solidified into a barrier in front of him, blocking the boy's first punch effortlessly!
This scene made the young man feel cold, but when he thought of the move he used to press the bottom of the box, he gave Dao Ziming a vicious look and then punched him again!
"Shake the ground!"

This punch was stronger than before, and the wind and cloud in mid-air seemed to be creating momentum for the young man's punch. The momentum was the same for a while, before the punch arrived, the strong storm had blown Dao Ziming's hair into mess.

"Okay! You really have some skills!" Dao Ziming shouted excitedly, half opened the folding fan in his hand, and a phoenix phantom emerged from the fan, slamming into the direction of the boy's charge!

The phoenix is ​​translucent, except that it is no different from the real phoenix, every feather is fully visible, and the eyes are sharp!

The young man was right, at this moment, he had no other thoughts at all, only one thought, which was to defeat the enemy in front of him, his fists were in an indomitable posture, how could he back down!
"Go away!" The young man roared, and smashed his fist fiercely on the phoenix phantom, but he still underestimated the violent spiritual power carried by the phoenix, and every attack by the powerful in the imperial realm is not so easy to break , not to mention that he is only a saint!
When the two collided, the young man was thrown flying by the phoenix. He slammed into a mountain, smashing it into pieces, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment, with a big mouthful of blood spitting out from his mouth.

Dao Ziming shook his head. Although the other party's aura is very good, it is useless to him at all. The difference between the two is too great. Before that, he still looked up to Lin Yifan, who was rumored by the world. It is really a gully, blocking too many peerless geniuses!