The best medical god in the city

Chapter 5578 Broken arm! (six more)

"Ancestor Confucianism? He sent people here again and again, it seems that he really cares about me."

Blood God looked at Confucian Ancestor with a stern gaze. Compared with Confucian Ancestor, his current strength is a bit big, but he will never admit defeat.

"Blood God, because of the ten thousand years of friendship between you and me, I will give you a hundred days. Within a hundred days, you will kneel down in my Confucian ancestor temple for seven days and seven nights, and hand over the gods. I may consider letting him go. There are them."

"dream!"

Blood God didn't even want to refuse directly, let him kneel down, it's impossible!

"is it?"

Confucian ancestor's voice was icy cold, and the monstrous anger was wrapped around the bodies of the four of them like red fire in the bloody explosion of stars.

"If you don't do it, everyone will die without a burial!"

Confucian ancestor's monstrous anger reverberated throughout the void, and his eyes looking at the blood god were filled with endless and sharp killing intent.

With his head held high, the blood god stared fearlessly at Confucian ancestors.

The monstrous anger came, and the sharpness in the eyes of Confucian ancestors was no longer concealed.

The palm of the hand was raised slightly, and the two fingers turned into a flying sword, carrying the aura of thunder and destruction, and bombarded towards the blood god.

Ye Chen, even Qu Chenyun and Ji Siqing were frightened by the harsh and suffocating killing intent, unable to move, and could only watch helplessly as the flying sword fell on the blood god's body .

The violent blood power of the blood god wrapped his whole body, trying to resist the flying sword of Confucian ancestors, but when the flying sword fell like a meteor, his scalp began to tingle, this blow full of endless destructive power, he seemed Can't dodge.

"hiss!"

Like cutting tofu, Jian Guang cut off the blood god's arm directly, and the splashed blood light turned into a trail of meteors in the entire void.

The severed arm was like a rootless duckweed, and was severely beaten to the ground.

Blood God's face was pale, Confucian Ancestor's seemingly random fingering of the flying sword turned out to be so powerful. His current strength is really too humble and insignificant.

He stubbornly did not bow his head, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Within a hundred days, your choice will be more than just an arm."

The Confucian ancestor stared at the Blood God with contempt, killing them was like crushing an ant, but it was too easy for him to mind, so he wanted them to tremble, fear, bow their heads, admit their mistakes, and then the endless coercion The phantom finally slowly dissipated above the void.

Ye Chen hurriedly stepped forward, looked at the bloody severed arm, and cast a spell on the blood god: "Heaven's blessing! Bagua Tiandan!"

Brilliant white lights, mixed with the supreme Daoyuan aura, merged on the blood god and his severed arm.

"How is it possible! Can't melt?"

Ye Chen frowned, how is this possible!With such a smooth wound, coupled with the powerful resurrection ability of the blood god's immortal body, it stands to reason that it would not be difficult for him to be reborn with a broken arm.

How is this going?

"No."

The Blood God shook his head. He tried to use his own strong recovery ability, but the blood energy reached the place where the arm was broken, and it turned back all the way, as if the road was blocked.

Ji Siqing obviously didn't understand the cause and effect, so he could only turn his head to look at Qu Chenyun.

"The strength of Confucian ancestors is really too strong."

Qu Chenyun shook his head, looking at the blood god, full of emotion and sympathy.

"Even you can't help it?"

Ji Siqing looked at Qu Chenyun with some regrets, she didn't expect that even an existence like Qu Chenyun would have no way to deal with this mere arm injury.

"This is no ordinary injury."

Qu Chenyun's expression was dignified: "Although for some reason, the blood god has acquired the ability of immortality."

For some reason, Qu Chenyun deliberately lowered her voice, and everyone present knew that she was actually referring to the fetish on the Blood God.

"Could it be that his immortality can't heal his arm injury?"

Ji Siqing was a little puzzled. Senior Blood God could not die, so why couldn't he even restore his arm.

"It's not that simple. Immortality can provide the blood god with a steady stream of blood power. As long as there is still a trace of divine sense left, he can try his best to be reborn, but the last blow of Confucian ancestors completely cut off the broken arm and blood. In other words, Confucian ancestors used extremely tyrannical destructive divine power to force the blood god's body to think that there was no left arm at all."

"There is no left arm?" Ji Siqing didn't understand what this meant.

But Ye Chen understood: "You mean, the ability of immortality itself comes from the connection, no matter how strong the divine power is now, even if the connection with the broken arm is lost, it can't be reborn to create an identical one."

"Well, that's what it means."

Qu Chenyun glanced at Ye Chen and nodded.

"Then if this is the case, if Ancestor Confucianism directly cuts off the power of the blood god's heart and cuts off the connection, does it also mean that the blood god's senior will lose the ability of immortality?"

"Not necessarily. Few people can directly cut off the power of the blood." Qu Chenyun shook his head, "The gap between the blood god and the Confucian ancestor is too huge. Being able to cut off the broken arm of the blood god so decisively is already considered the limit."

Ye Chen nodded. In this way, the immortal body of the blood god is not so easy to be broken.

"However, few people have done it, and it's not that no one has done it."

Qu Chenyun sighed: "The object back then, the people who coveted it, are far more complex and stronger than you imagined. With the blood god's current power of only [-]%, it is really unsightly."

Ye Chen nodded. If he wants to protect the blood god, there are only two ways at present, either he becomes stronger and protects the blood god.

Either the blood god will become stronger and return to the peak strength of the year.

Otherwise, their future will be difficult.

"The overbearing power of the thunder of Confucian ancestors is too strong to destroy the original source. I am afraid that I will not be able to regenerate my broken arm in this life."

Qu Chenyun finally sighed, and said with some unbearable.

The blood god's eyes dimmed a bit: "Ye Chen, I have a few words that I want to say to you alone."

Ye Chen nodded, and the two walked aside.

Ji Siqing glanced at Qu Chenyun, and said: "Hey, an existence like Senior Blood God has become a person with a broken arm, which greatly reduces the strength of Senior Blood God!"

Qu Chenyun nodded: "Everyone has his own destiny, this is his cause and effect, we cannot change it."

"Ye Chen, I only have a disabled body now, and I have a treasure on my body. In the future, countless forces will definitely come because of me."

Blood God's face was a little sad. He had been unrestrained and reckless all his life, but now he was forced to this point.

(End of this chapter)