President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

The old man Bixue didn't answer any more. He knew it must be because of Lin Yifan. After all, there were no other people here, and he had just recovered, so he didn't blame other people.

Thinking of this, the old man Bixue felt as if he had fallen from heaven to hell. Just now he was glad to have found such a perfect body, but now he was killed because of this body!
Yes, the current situation is definitely a catastrophe for killing people. He knows very well how terrifying the strength of Shan Qingyun is.

The most important thing is that Shan Qingyun doesn't seem to be weakening in strength. Maybe the opponent's strength has not improved over the years, but the biggest improvement is already the biggest improvement without regressing. It is difficult for him to deal with it!
"Is there no other way for me to choose?" Daoist Bixue asked aloud, he didn't want to die here like this, he just resurrected, how could he die here like this? !
Shan Qingyun shook his head, he didn't even waste an iota of time to think, because before they could be regarded as rivals, the kind that would never die.

"What if I let this kid go? It's because of him that the two of us can meet here again. You are also here because of him. I feel that we can make a deal." The old man Bixue said unwillingly.

Without waiting for Shan Qingyun to speak, he continued: "Now he doesn't mean anything at all, I can definitely kill him completely before you do it, then your mission can be said to have failed, even if it happens In the end, you also refused to let me go?"

Shan Qingyun slightly raised his eyebrows, and then said: "If it was your peak state before, I can still think about saying these things in front of me, but now you really think you can kill him in front of me ?"

Hearing this sentence, Master Bixue was slightly taken aback. Although he now admits that his strength is not as good as Shan Qingyun, but now that he is so close to Lin Yifan, he still has the certainty of killing Lin Yifan before Shan Qingyun.

"If you don't believe me, we..."

"How about us?"

Just halfway through the old man's words, a very clear voice appeared next to his ear. This voice seemed to be whispering softly in his ear, making the hairs on his body stand up uncontrollably , the pupils in his eyes dilated even more.

When his sight was clear, Shan Qingyun had already stood in front of him, and the distance between them was less than one meter!
"This...you!" The old man Bixue spoke incoherently. He had never felt so surprised like now. Shan Qingyun's strength seemed to have improved, and the speed was unimaginably fast, and he didn't even notice it!

"When did your psychological endurance become so fragile? This made me unable to think of you as an opponent." Shan Qingyun said softly. What he said was the truth, but it seemed extremely frustrating to the ears of others. ridicule.

Old man Bixue's withered bark-like face was shaking extremely quickly. This kind of gap made him unacceptable. He had endured so many years of suppressing Ya's decline in strength, while Shan Qingyun's strength had improved. How could he accept such two extremes? !
And waiting to die is definitely not his style, he has to fight back, even if he knows that he has no chance of winning, he will still do it!
So he immediately resorted to his strongest method, which is to communicate with the yellow spring water that annihilates everything under the Nine Nethernesses. He wanted to use this to buy him time to escape. As long as he has time, everything can be done easily. .

At that time, his strength will improve, and he may go further. At that time, he will be able to win against Shan Qingyun again.

It's just that his idea is destined not to come true, even if he summoned Huangquanshui, it is still vulnerable in Shan Qingyun's hands.

Not seeing how Shan Qingyun shot, a bright light suddenly appeared in the surrounding dark space, and after the light dissipated, the old man Bixue was dead and could no longer die, and the yellow spring water surrounding him also merged into the space and disappeared.

There were some ashes left on the ground, which were the last traces of old man Bixue. This scene seemed a bit dramatic, but it was a pity that Lin Yifan didn't see it at the moment.

The old man Bixue was easily dealt with, and there was no change in Shan Qingyun's body. Just like what he said just now, he has never regarded the old man Bixue as his opponent, so after killing such a person, his heart was a little turbulent nothing.

Shan Qingyun turned to where Lin Yifan was. At this moment, because of the old man's death, the black substance like silk thread dissipated into nothing. After losing the restraint, Lin Yifan's body directly crooked and was held in his hands.

Looking at Lin Yifan's still young face, Shan Qingyun was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect Lin Yifan to be so young, but this was harmless to him.

Taking one step forward, Shan Qingyun led Lin Yifan directly out of this dark space, and after the two of them left, the space here suddenly shook, and then the space collapsed, and countless coffins and everything here were directly buried.

At this moment, the two who had already reached the ground stood and lay down one by one. Although Lin Yifan was not dead, he couldn't wake up in a short time. The sequelae of the soul being attacked were not as easy to recover as the body.

Some branches flew over while Shan Qingyun beckoned, and a bonfire was automatically lit. He sat quietly by the side, staring at the fire in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, after a pile of burnt charcoal remained on the ground, Lin Yifan finally woke up slowly, and everything in front of him gradually began to become clear.

"Is this transcendence?" Lin Yifan murmured subconsciously.

In his cognition, he has absolutely no chance of surviving, so he should have been taken away, and now that his consciousness has recovered, he is naturally in the realm of detachment.

But Lin Yifan soon realized something was wrong. Everything around him seemed so familiar, and there was no origin of the world he was familiar with here, so here...

Lin Yifan sat up abruptly, and then looked around carefully. He was stunned again when he saw Shan Qingyun. He had already recognized the area where the mass graves were located, so it proved that he was still in the Lost City. How did he survive in the ruins?

In that kind of death situation, that old guy has no reason to let him go, right? !
"Are you awake?" A faint voice interrupted Lin Yifan's thoughts, and it was Shan Qingyun who was sitting by the fire who spoke.

Lin Yifan nodded subconsciously, and hurriedly asked after realizing the reaction, "Excuse me?"

"My name is Shan Qingyun." The latter responded softly.

"Oh, Shan Qing..."

Lin Yifan's nerves became extremely surprised in an instant, he dared not say the last word, his eyes looked up and down at the young man sitting by the fire, he couldn't believe what he heard.

He is naturally very familiar with this name, and he is extremely impressed. Isn't Shan Qingyun a true disciple of Zhan Tianzong?
And it has been dead for an unknown time, so what the hell is this Shan Qingyun that appears now?

"Are you... the true disciple of Zhan Tianzong?" After hesitating for a long time, Lin Yifan saw that the other party had no intention of speaking, and he finally couldn't help asking this question.

"Well, it used to be, but it's not now." Shan Qingyun responded calmly.

Lin Yifan quickly understood what the other party meant. Although he didn't know how this person survived, he obviously already knew about the fall of Zhan Tianzong.

"Shan...Senior, may I ask if you saved me just now?" Lin Yifan asked, but he was really not used to calling this person who looked about his age senior.

"Yes, but you don't have to worry about it. I just completed my master's deployment before his death. I don't know why I want to save you." Shan Qingyun answered very simply.

"Uh..." Lin Yifan touched his nose in embarrassment, but he was eager to know about his savior, so he asked again: "Excuse me, who is your master?"

Shan Qingyun glanced at Lin Yifan, although he felt a little impatient with Lin Yifan's continuous questions, he still replied: "Since you know the existence of Zhan Tianzong, then you should also know my master, he is our Zhan Tianzong." The suzerain of the sect."

"Senior Lin Beixuan?!" Lin Yifan said in surprise.

There were some fluctuations in Shan Qingyun's eyes, he looked at Lin Yifan and said, "You actually know my master's name?"

Although he didn't know what time it was, what Shan Qingyun knew was that this time should be extremely far away from the time when Zhan Tianzong existed. He was a little surprised that Lin Yifan was able to call his master's exact name.

"Yeah, senior Lin once helped me, and..." Lin Yifan was about to say more, but he suddenly thought of Shan Qingyun's previous words, which made his brows twitch slightly, and the next words did not make any difference. Say it.

He thought of what Shan Qingyun said just now about his master's entrustment before his death, but he knew very well that Lin Beixuan was not dead, but was imprisoned in the boundary prison of Sanxinghai, but Shan Qingyun didn't seem to have such information.

Could it be that the information is not equal?
After thinking about it, Lin Yifan felt that this was not the case. Since Lin Beixuan could predict what he encountered, it proved that Lin Beixuan knew a little about time. The reason why he didn't tell Shan Qingyun that he was still alive was probably due to other factors. plan.

"And what?" Shan Qingyun asked, he was not surprised that Lin Yifan had been helped by his master, because if it was really a stranger, his master would not have left such an entrustment.