President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

"Hey..."

When Ji Cong tried his best to avoid a head-on collision with Qinglan, he saw a golden long sword that pierced Ji Cong's face directly, and the huge Mingpeng's wings behind him were cut off by Qinglan's long sword .

"what……"

As for Ji Cong, his eyes turned scarlet, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't help howling.

This soul of life is condensed by the essence of his body. When the sword of rules pierced into Ji Cong's soul, Ji Cong's energy and soul were seriously damaged.

This is more dangerous than a real sword piercing his body.

"Sword of Rules, go!"

On the other side, Qinglan's face was pale at the moment, but her eyes were full of stubbornness.

Another illusory world above the sky, with Qinglan's sacrificial life, seemed to become more and more clear, and the sword intent on Qinglan's body became more and more powerful.

The golden rules, supplemented by the sword intent in Qinglan's hand, gradually became thicker and blurred. Two extreme feelings appeared on this golden holy sword at the same time.

In the final analysis, this holy sword is still shaped by rules, and possesses various powers in the mortal world.

At this moment, under Qing Lan's command, this golden sword intent began to disintegrate the fate behind Ji Cong.

"kill!"

Ji Cong stood up from the ground, blood was still on the corner of his mouth, and his face was grim.

But at this moment, he didn't show any fear, and even spewed out a mouthful of blood on Mingpeng's soul again.

"boom……"

After being nourished by Ji Cong's mouthful of blood, the huge Phantom of the Underworld immediately became terrifying, and the wings that Qing Lan had just seen recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this moment, with Ji Cong's attack, This terrifying Mingpeng Mingpeng finally reproduced his great power.

When Mingpeng's life soul unfolded, the entire arena was almost shrouded in shadow, endless sharp aura pierced from the edge of Mingpeng's wings, and the cold light flickered. It was the sharpness of gold condensed by the rules.

Under Ji Cong's attack, the terrifying Mingpeng Faxiang finally revealed a shocking scene.

In the brief confrontation, Mingpeng Faxiang has no weakness at all, and can teleport for a short time, appearing and disappearing, which is originally one of Mingpeng's talents.

Surrounding the huge golden holy sword at this moment, the sharp golden power of Mingpeng's wings is not weak at all, and it is completely comparable to the regular power condensed by Qinglan.

Both are formed by the power of rules, and they are equally terrifying.

"kill……"

Qinglan's face became paler, but her eyes were still persistent.

This was originally her personality, but at the moment it seemed extremely tragic.

"Kakkaka..."

The void is full of the sound of metal collisions, which are caused by the collision of the force of rules. Although there is no substantive sound reaching everyone's ears, in the souls of everyone, they have long felt these two kinds of sounds. The collision wave of the power of gold.

That is a kind of extremely destructive power.

"Boom..."

A golden sword hilt was swept by the wings of Mingpeng in the void, and it was broken into two pieces, causing Qinglan's complexion to change drastically, and she also suffered serious internal injuries.

However, Ji Cong is not having a good time.

The rest of the golden rule sword was cut towards Mingpeng's head. In less than a breath, Mingpeng's head became two halves.

"you wanna die……"

Ji Cong's face was gloomy, and he dragged his injured body, walking towards Qinglan's place without any notice.

Although he was seriously injured, Qinglan on the opposite side suffered even more serious injuries than him. Obviously, he could easily see that Qinglan had only one breath left to support her!

"burst……"

However, at this moment, a trace of stubbornness flashed in Qing Lan's eyes.

She exhausted all her strength, and unexpectedly burst the condensed golden sword.

Immediately, endless turbulent energy, like a gust of wind, swept over every corner of the arena, and even the enchantment in the void was almost overturned.

And Ji Cong's body suffered a devastating blow. Shocked by this energy, he fell powerlessly like a kite with a broken string.

When seeing this scene, Qinglan's eyes immediately became relieved.

The reason why she used the forbidden method was naturally because she didn't want the ancient holy land to lose in the first battle, which had a great impact on the newly established holy land.

In Qinglan's view, the ancient holy land is an ideal place built by all of them, especially Lin Yifan, so she must maintain it.

At this moment, seeing Ji Cong in the Holy Land of Xuankong Mountain fell powerlessly to the ground, Qing Lan finally couldn't hold on anymore, and fell down with her head up.

When the scene on the ring in the barrier appeared in front of many monks, everyone was shocked.

"This is too tragic..."

A monk among the crowd said in horror.

"What I admire even more is that woman's will, she is so stubborn, she is willing to use her life essence to activate the forbidden technique, it is really inconceivable."

Among the crowd, some monks showed admiration on their faces.

Ji Cong of Xuankong Mountain is already a genius among geniuses, but this woman named Qinglan, before Ji Cong of Xuankong Mountain can fully display her skills, she uses a fearless style of play, with a third-order Strength, forcibly defeated Ji Cong, a fourth-tier disciple. Although he chose the style of fighting to die together, it also proved the strength of this woman.

"There are such disciples in the ancient holy land, which should not be underestimated. If these disciples really grow up after ten years, then our aristocratic families will really respect the ancient holy land..."

The eyes of many aristocratic disciples are full of worry.

At the other end, when the energy on the ring gradually dissipated, a blood-colored figure slowly got up and appeared in front of everyone.

This person is Ji Cong from Hanging Mountain.

At this moment, he was in extreme embarrassment, and his whole body was weak, but he finally stood up, while Qing Lan, who was beside him, was unconscious.

At this moment, Ji Cong of Xuankong Mountain showed a hint of ferocity in his eyes, holding a short sword in his hand, and walked towards Qinglan step by step.

Obviously, he didn't want to keep this archenemy behind, and was going to kill Qinglan.

Ji Cong from Hanging Mountain felt a little ashamed that a disciple of the ancient holy land, and it was just established, beat him to such an extent.

If Qinglan is not killed, then he will have no face to face the many arrogance.

And Qinglan in the ancient holy land will also become the laughing stock of his life.

With the strength of the fourth level against the strength of the third level, he actually lost, not only lost, but also very tragic. At this moment, the spiritual power of his body was boiling, and he could not control it long ago. If he hadn't possessed the power of body training I am afraid that the whole person will be exploded by the terrifying spiritual power in his body.

However, he survived after all, and he is the only winner on the stage at this moment.

"Stop, we admit defeat!"

Just when Ji Cong was about to attack Qinglan, Lin Yifan finally stood up, and his eyes were a little sharp at this moment.

Just now on the ring, he also saw Qinglan's stubborn side, but because the off-court could not interfere in the arena, he couldn't make any decisions for Qinglan.

However, now that Qinglan has fallen into a coma, Lin Yifan naturally has the ability to stop this competition at any time.

"What a joke, if you say you admit defeat, you admit defeat. The current group arena match is not up to you!"

At this moment, an elder from Xuankong Mountain looked at Lin Yifan with a gloomy face. Qinglan's last blow just now caused Ji Cong of Xuankong Mountain to suffer a lot of damage. Good cure.

Now that he has the opportunity to get rid of Qinglan, the ancient holy land, he naturally wants to avoid future troubles forever.

"What kind of thing are you..."

The moment the elder of Xuankong Mountain stood up, the aura on Lin Yifan's body became horrific. In front of the elder of the Hanging Mountain.

"you wanna die……"

The elder of Hanging Mountain was furious.

In front of so many people, Lin Yifan actually challenged him with a second-level cultivation, which made him a little annoyed.

However, the moment he fought Lin Yifan, the elder of Xuankong Mountain felt an incomparably terrifying force emanating from Lin Yifan's hand and penetrating into his body.

At this moment, the elder of Xuankong Mountain couldn't bear such a huge force at all, and he flew horizontally in front of everyone, and then fell on the stand a hundred meters away.

"Who else dares to stop me?"

Lin Yifan stood in the void, with a murderous look in his eyes, at this moment Lin Yifan actually had the aura of the peak of the imperial realm.

At this moment, the arena was silent.

Although everyone knew that Lin Yifan's strength could not really reach the peak of the imperial realm, he must have used some kind of secret method at this moment, and there was a time limit.

But no one dared to touch Lin Yifan at this moment, for fear that Lin Yifan would attack him.

You know, the elder of Xuankong Mountain just now is already a monk of the ninth rank of the imperial realm, but in the confrontation with Lin Yifan, he didn't even take a single move, which is really too embarrassing.

None of them wanted to be so ashamed.

On the other end, Yan Ruolong narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched Lin Yifan's aura in the void.

"It is indeed a great enemy, and it deserves to be taken seriously by me, but that's all." His tone was light, and he did not belittle Lin Yifan, but made an objective evaluation.

However, Yan Ruolong's demeanor was always calm, with absolute confidence in his tone, which made people feel the pride deep in his heart.

"It seems that you have learned a lot in Chenzhou, which is enough to fight against Lin Yifan in the ancient holy land. If you defeat Lin Yifan in public today, not only will the reputation of the ancient holy land be discredited, but even Lin Yifan will also be the No. 1 of the Eastern Wasteland. The cornerstone of the [-]..."

There was a hint of cunning in Di Yun's eyes, and he smiled at his disciple.

As long as Lin Yifan was defeated, even if he didn't succeed in this battle of Wendao in the group arena, he would have no regrets.

Because, it was his disciple Yan Ruolong who defeated Lin Yifan. With this alone, he will be able to get countless attentions. His Tiger Roaring Martial Arts Hall will definitely be popular in the ancient continent.