President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

"Is it just some friendship?" The white-robed man looked at Mo Yan coldly and asked in a deep voice.

As the white-robed man uttered these words, the atmosphere in this space suddenly became oppressive, and everyone's attention was on Mo Yan.

At this time, Mo Yan felt a lot of pressure, not only from the two disciples of the Wangchuan Sect, but also from the lords of the 35 main cities.

Even a fool can tell that the so-called engagement banquet that Mo Yan organized today is to kill them.

Mo Yan nodded heavily, looked at the white-robed man and said, "Elder Dong and I just met by chance, and we don't have a deep friendship."

After all, Mo Yan is Tina's successor to the city lord. He has experienced too many storms and countless trials of life and death. He soon calmed down from the shock, and his voice became relaxed.

As long as he doesn't admit that he has a deep friendship with Yin Gu, even if Wang Chuanzong has doubts, he won't be able to produce enough evidence.

What he will have to do now is to procrastinate until Zhang Laoh of Yingu arrives. At that time, he doesn't need to worry about giving birth to these people who will attack him.

Calculating the time, at most one hour more, the elder of Yingu Hedao Realm will arrive at Tianji City. Before the other party brings him, he should try his best to ensure his own safety.

"I remember that half a year ago, you rescued a person in the Wangchuan Mountains. Is that person the East Elder of Hidden Valley?" The white-robed man spoke again, cold and without any emotion.

Although the white-robed man was only at the late stage of transformation, a level lower than Mo Yan, but in front of Mo Yan, not only was he not weak, but he was very strong.

For the inner disciples of the Wangchuan Sect, not to mention the strength of the late stage of transformation, even if they are only in the state of distraction, there are enough disciples to stand strong in front of Mo Yan.

The ninth class sect, Wangchuan Sect, was not the city lords of Mitu Haiyu who dared to move.

Whoever moves, whoever dies!
This is not a joke, but a lesson learned.Before, the lord of a main city accidentally killed an outer disciple of the Wangchuan Sect.

As a result, the strong man of the Wangchuan Sect and Dao Realm descended powerfully, and with just two casual attacks, he killed tens of millions of people in the main city. All of them fell victim to the city lord's impulsive impulse.

It was also from then on that the major cities in the Mitu Sea Territory realized the gap between people like themselves and the ninth-rank sect, the Wangchuan Sect.

As long as it is someone or something that can be contacted with Wang Chuanzong, no one dares to touch it casually.

When the white-robed man's voice sounded next to his ears again, Mo Yan could no longer maintain his composure. His whole body was trembling violently uncontrollably at this moment, and his complexion became uglier than ever.

Wang Chuanzong actually knew that he had saved Elder Yin Gudong!
From the murderous intent shown by the white-robed man at this time, it seems that Elder Dong was injured in the Wangchuan Mountains and had a lot to do with the Wangchuan Sect.

When Mo Yan rescued Elder Dong, the other party didn't tell him who he had conflicted with, and Mo Yan was sensible and didn't ask.

Hearing what the white-robed man said at this time, how could he not know that he was also deceived by Elder Dong.

But at this time, even if he knew that he was deceived by Elder Dong, he couldn't tell.

Mo Yan, whose eyes were flickering, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. He was silent for a few seconds, and finally nodded to the man in white robe, "I saved Elder Dong."

Since the white-robed man said with such certainty, there must be enough evidence. He was the one who saved Elder Dong. It doesn't make any sense to be funny at this time.

"Thank you for saving my life, you told me that Elder Dong and I are just casual acquaintances? Are you kidding me?" The white-robed man looked at Mo Yan and asked softly.

The other party just told himself that he and Yingu just knew each other, but now he admits that he saved the life of the inner sect elder of Yingu, isn't this inconsistent?

Meeting the indifferent eyes of the white-robed man, Mo Yan opened his mouth and didn't speak, not because he didn't want to say, but because he didn't know what to say at this moment.

"Do you know that Elder Dong of Yingu hurt me ten inner disciples of Wangchuan Sect?" The white-robed man's voice became more indifferent when he spoke again.

As the white-robed man uttered these words, the atmosphere in this space became chilling, and everyone could clearly feel the cold murderous intent emanating from the two Wangchuan sect disciples in the late stage of transformation.

Lin Yifan, whose eyes were flickering, felt the cold killing intent emanating from the two Wangchuan Sect disciples, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

At this time, he was on the same front as Mo Yan, and he was considering whether he should continue to stand by Mo Yan's side if the disciples of the Wangchuan Sect killed Mo Yan.

The main reason was that he didn't know exactly what hole cards Mo Yan had, and the disciples of the Wangchuan Sect had obviously come prepared. If he chose the wrong team at this time, he would become even more passive.

"I don't know." Mo Yan replied lightly.

The city lords of the 35 main cities surrounded Mo Yan in the middle without any trace at this time, which can be said to have sealed off all of Mo Yan's escape routes.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yifan's eyes turned even faster. After he finished speaking, his eyes swept over the city lords of the fifteen main cities, and finally landed on Mo Yan.

Mo Yan seemed to feel Lin Yifan's gaze, and he also looked at him at this time, and their gazes collided.

Sensing the calmness in Mo Yan's eyes and the mocking smile that flickered across his mouth, Lin Yifan's brows twitched rapidly again.

At this moment, Mo Yan was even calmer than before!
From this point, it can be seen that Mo Yan does not seem to be afraid of the siege of the two inner disciples of the Wangchuan Sect and the lords of the 35 main cities.

What exactly is Mo Yan's trump card?
Just when Lin Yifan had this doubtful thought in his heart, two beams of light shot towards where they were located in the distance.

The overwhelming coercion followed the two streamers of lasing light, oppressing the sky above the city lord's mansion, making everyone present feel as if the sky had fallen and landed on them.

A strong man in the Dao Realm!
Among the people present, except for Lin Yifan, who was in the middle stage of distraction, the rest were at the middle stage of transforming gods, and several of them were at the peak of transforming gods.

However, under this powerful coercion, the powerhouses in the state of transformation present all had the illusion that they were powerless to resist.

Only those who can bring them this kind of feeling can do it.

Two streamers of light arrived in a flash, and soon appeared in the sky above the City Lord's Mansion, attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone realized that there were two old men in black robes in the middle, and the aura that suppressed everyone living in the room was emanating from these two people.

"Elder Dong, it's really a good trick." The white-robed man's eyes fell on one of the old men, and he said in a deep voice.

The old man he called Elder Dong looked very ordinary, and he didn't have any aura fluctuations around him, but he just stood there quietly, but everyone present felt that the other party was like a city that could only be seen from a distance and was insurmountable. of mountains.

That kind of powerful coercion was exuded by the old man standing next to Elder Dong. It was just the aura of one person. Elder Dong didn't even make a move occasionally, and it was already irresistible to everyone present. They all sank to the bottom.

Lin Yifan noticed a playful sneer flashing across Mo Yan's face, which made him finally understand what the opponent's hole card was.

That's right, the two powerful masters of the Hidden Valley!
"You know me?" Elder Dong, who looked very ordinary, raised his eyebrows and said to the man in white robe.

"Elder Dong, you shouldn't have forgotten about killing me as a disciple of the Wangchuan Sect, right?" the white-robed man asked in a deep voice.

Elder Dong's face with a gentle smile flashed a playful sneer at this moment, and he looked at the white-robed man again, and became indifferent, "So, you came here for me."

It was a very calm voice, but when it was heard in the ears of everyone, it made everyone feel like thunder was constantly exploding in their ears, and the eardrums of everyone present were buzzing.

Lin Yifan felt the qi and blood in his body tumbling uncontrollably, he hurriedly mobilized his spiritual energy to suppress the tumbling qi in his body, and looked at Elder Dong again with eyes that had never been more dignified.

The strong man in the Dao realm is really strong enough!
From the pale faces of these people present, it can be seen that not only is he rolling with anger and blood under the voice of the other party, but other people should not be more relaxed than himself.

Only Mo Yan's expression looked as calm as before, as if he hadn't been affected in any way.

When Elder Dong's voice resounded, the white-robed man's body trembled violently, and then sprayed out a mouthful of bright red water, which looked shocking under the refraction of the sun.

Obviously, Elder Dong's voice infused with spiritual energy just now was aimed at the man in white robe.

Lin Yifan and the others were only affected by the aftermath. From this, it can also be seen that the strength of the opponent is simply not something that these people present can compete with.

Just relying on the oppression of the aura, everyone has no idea of ​​​​resisting, and Elder Dong's words hurt the inner disciples of the Wangchuan Sect in the late stage of Huashen. Let me ask, how to fight?
"Elder Dong, bullying a junior is not an honorable thing." At this moment, two beams of light appeared in the distance, and shot towards the position where Lin Yifan and the others were located.

An even greater coercion descended overwhelmingly, dispelling the aura emanating from the old man beside Elder Dong, and letting everyone present breathe a sigh of relief.

The visitors were also two old men, wearing golden robes. The powerful aura emanating from these two people suppressed the entire world, but the others were not affected in any way.

"Yin Cheng, I knew you would come." Elder Dong's eyes fell on the old man who spoke, and a playful sneer flashed across his face.

The old man called Yin Cheng by Elder Dong is the inner elder of the Wangchuan Sect. His cultivation base is also the same as Elder Dong's, and he is in the early stage of joining the Dao.

Although the cultivation base of the two is the same, Yin Cheng has cultivated his body to become a Daoist. In terms of combat power, he is much stronger than Elder Dong.

"Dare to hurt my sect disciple, no matter what hole cards you have today, you will die here today." Yin Cheng looked at Elder Dong coldly and let out a loud shout.

His voice was sensual and muffled, continuously exploding in the void, and the originally clear sky darkened instantly following his voice.

Black clouds continuously gathered above the sky, and as the black clouds gathered more and more, the sound of thunder continued to explode in the void.

The vision that appeared above the sky at this time made the complexions of everyone present change, even Elder Dong and his companions, the complexions at this time also became a little unsightly.

The thunder cloud formation of the Wangchuan Sect!

Elder Dong obviously didn't expect that Yin Cheng came with the treasure of the Wangchuan Sect, and set up a thunder cloud formation in Tianji City.