Rebirth: Reading Becomes a God

Chapter 195
"Hahaha, you'd better run out of the poisonous miasma first."

Many Yaowanggu disciples laughed wildly together.

There was no pity in their eyes, and there was only joy when they looked at the people who were in pain.

At this moment, they are like high-ranking dignitaries, while Ye Chen and others are just beasts lingering in the Colosseum.

"Since you are inhumane, don't blame me for killing people."

Ye Chen's figure disappeared in place, and his movements were so swift that even the sage, who is also a master, could not capture it.

"No, what kind of agility is this?"

A ghostly sound surrounds everyone's ears.

"Aren't you disregarding human life? A total of 72 patients were poisoned, and I will kill 72 of your disciples."

The voice just fell.

Like an executioner, Ye Chen killed one person with his hand, and blood flew all over the sky.

Everyone is immersed in the fear of death.

When the blood splashed on their faces, they realized that the real murderer turned out to be Ye Chen!
The scene in front of me was like purgatory on earth.

More than 70 patients were bleeding from their mouths and fell to the ground crying in pain.

On the opposite side of them, there are more than 70 corpses, which are slowly getting colder.

"Ye Chen, don't kill, don't kill, these are all elite disciples of my Medicine King Valley." Shengjun said with great distress.

The disciples of Yaowang Valley are different from other sects. They not only have a super high foundation in martial arts, but also are proficient in medicine and medicine, each of which is extremely difficult to cultivate.

If one or two is not bad, but such a large number of deaths, how can the Holy King accept it?

"Distressed? Have you ever felt sorry for those innocent patients? Isn't their wealth and life not life?"

Ye Chen was drenched in blood at this time, like a devil walking out of hell.

"They are just ants, how can they be compared with warriors?"

"If you are stubborn, you are not qualified to live in this world."

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

The dragon chant shook the sky, and the divine dragon formed by the gathering of countless vigor slammed towards Shengjun.

Naturally, Shengjun will not sit still: "Since you want to die, I will fight with you."

"Pharmaceutical King's Art - poison the world!"

A stream of poisonous gas spewed out along the command of the Holy Monarch. This black gas was full of evil, and even more monstrous and poisonous.

A trace of contamination will lead to death.

At this time, Shengjun changed his gentle and refined appearance before, and his whole person was like a madman, extremely ferocious, bloodthirsty and terrifying.

"Do you even dare to practice this kind of evil skill?"

Ye Chen is familiar with Qianjia's mental method, so he is naturally familiar with Yaowanggu's mental method.

The Medicine King Art is a taboo method in the Medicine King Valley. If you want to practice, you must raise poisonous insects and inject the poison into your body to train a poisonous body.

After it is practiced, it can emit a poisonous air that can kill thousands of people with a wave of hands.

"Hmph, this is the inheritance of Medicine King Valley, how can there be good and evil? If you didn't force me, I wouldn't use this attack! Ye Chen, you just step back, we don't violate the river water, how about it?"

Shengjun is actually strong on the outside and capable on the inside.

Yao Wang definitely belongs to the kung fu of injuring the enemy one thousand and self-injury eight hundred, every time he releases the poisonous gas, he will suffer a bit of pain, extremely tormented.

Moreover, Ye Chen's strength was bottomless, and he didn't want to fight Ye Chen to the end.

"Good idea, come on, keep fighting!"

"Prajna wave like palm!"

boom!
It was another confrontation, although neither of them was injured.

But Shengjun is already in unspeakable pain, and he is enduring the pain of thousands of ants eating his heart every moment.

……

Ye Chen saw that it was almost done, and Shengjun couldn't bear the severe pain, so he smiled lightly: "Okay, it's almost done! Go to hell!"

boom!
In the last attack, Ye Chen used [-]% of his strength.

The power of this palm is like the mysterious thunder in the nine heavens, with great momentum and majesty, it blasted the Holy Monarch into a piece of debris.

"You...you didn't try your best just now? No..."

Seeing that he couldn't resist Ye Chen's attack at all, Shengjun regretted it for a while.

Why did he provoke Ye Chen?

Why are you reluctant to part with those treasures?

No wonder Yuan Gu is not afraid of himself at all, because he knows that he may not come back...

The last trace of consciousness dissipated, and a generation of medicine kings and saints fell!
At this moment, Jia Lin, who was about to go up the mountain to report the news, happened to see this scene. He sat on the ground blankly, unable to say a word in surprise.

Ye Chen naturally found his trace, and asked lightly: "You colluded with Song Fusu and closed my clinic?"

Jia Lin was overwhelmed by fear, knelt on the ground and kowtowed frantically: "I'm sorry, Lord Chen, I'm sorry! I was ordered by someone..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jia Lin saw that his body was moving away from him, and his consciousness also disappeared.

"Trash, if you dare to provoke me, you will deserve death."

After killing everyone, Ye Chen hurriedly healed the sick.

This kind of poisonous gas, the more you bear, the more pain you will suffer.

Ye Chen didn't want these patients who protected him to be harmed a little.

Ye Chen not only expelled the poisonous gas for them, but also nourished everyone's body with energy.

Even with Ye Chen's strong energy, he felt overwhelmed for a while.

After today, Ye Chen's reputation shocked Jianghai again, all sects locked their doors and did not let their disciples go down the mountain, for fear of offending Ye Chen.

And on the public side.

Ye Chen became the savior in the hearts of countless people.

Treating hundreds of patients in the Valley of the Medicine King, the kindness moves the heavens!

Without Yaowanggu's participation, Ye Chen's medical clinic reopened.

Moreover, the special department deliberately refuted the rumors, proving to Ye Chen that the previous closure of the museum was a misunderstanding.

As for Song Fusu, Ye Chen would naturally not let him go.

Although he was not the mastermind in this matter, he was just a pawn being used by others, but the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot escape.

Ye Chen made him unable to be a man for the rest of his life!
……

As time passed day by day, Ye Chen found that Yu Wang Ding no longer produced merit liquid at all. Obviously, his practice of saving people was no longer recognized by Yu Wang Ding.

Seeing hundreds of drops of merit liquid, Ye Chen was satisfied.

"Xueqing, please close the clinic tomorrow."

Ye Chen said lightly.

"Huh? Is this going to stop?"

"No." Ye Chen is not the Holy Mother, he does not want to save the common people, the original intention of opening the medical clinic is to make a name for himself and collect merit liquid.

Now that the purpose has been accomplished, there is no need to waste any more time.

"It's a waste if you don't open it, why don't you find someone else to see you tomorrow?"

Su Xueqing suggested: "Chenqing Medicine has many ancient doctors, all of whom are excellent Jiang Hai, why don't you let them come to see you?"

Looking for someone else to sit for a consultation?
Ye Chen showed a sly smile, and instantly had a good idea in his heart.

"No, I'm here to find someone."

The next day.

A well-dressed old man in a robe sits in the medical hall and diagnoses ordinary people.

He is none other than the new head of Medicine King Valley.

Yaowang Valley has exploited the people for many years, and now they are asked to atone for their crimes for a period of three years.

However, from now on, there will be a rule in Medicine King Valley.

As long as the new head is appointed, he must sit in the Yechen Medical Center for three years.

Not only to hone medical skills, but also to grind one's heart...

(End of this chapter)