All Heavens Fighter System

Chapter 177 Establishing a Deep Friendship

"So Yao Wang and Hua Miracle Doctor took the same path?" Shi Feixuan asked.

"No, there is a difference. Even though the realms of Miracle Doctor Hua and I are very different, I can still feel that there is a difference between Miracle Doctor Hua's acupuncture and Yaowang's, but I can't tell what the difference is until I accidentally It was only when I was talking with Xiao Yan, a student of Zhonghe Hua's genius doctor, that I realized it.

Medicine King's acupuncture is a life-and-death cycle, and Hua Shenyi's acupuncture is also a life-and-death cycle, but the core essence is different. "Song Que said.

"Father-in-law, what's the difference? Aren't they both saving lives and killing people? The medical skills are the same!" Kou Zhong said.

"Idiot, you and I both use knives, but are we the same?" Song Que reprimanded angrily, "The medicine king's needle is the soul, and Hua's doctor's needle is the life. They are equivalent, but in fact there is a fundamental difference.”

"Human life and soul?" Everyone started talking.

"And as far as I know, Yan Luo Needle is just a part of Hua's genius doctor. His strongest spell is to transform into tens of thousands of people in one thought. This is not a realm that we can touch before us." Song Que said.

"Since Miracle Physician Hua was able to get to where he is today as an ordinary doctor or even an ordinary person who doesn't even have internal skills, it's never impossible for a medicine king who started at a higher level to get such an opportunity.

And if they can do it, those of us who get such an opportunity have never and cannot do it! "Shi Zhixuan and the others all had a fire in their hearts.

Just when their minds were changing, Sun Simiao had already pointed his finger at the King of the Hill's sledgehammer.

The unexpected scene was discovered. Sun Simiao, who was worried by Song Que and others, was seriously injured, and the situation of being defeated was not noticed. Instead, Sun Simiao pointed a finger at the king of the hill's sledgehammer.

"No? No one in this world can cover my hammer with one finger!" Others were in disbelief, and the King of the Hill couldn't accept it even more.

"Thunder and fierce flames!" The king of the hill exerted his strongest skills, and with his extremely powerful skills, he wore the terrifying flames and devoured Sun Simiao who was close at hand.

Faced with this situation, Sun Simiao smiled slightly, as if he were a god looking at the world with a smile. However, when Li Yan came closer, he stretched out a finger again, and the mysterious smell was detected again, and under one finger, he felt fierce. Yandu was occupied.

"Hiss!" Shi Feixuan and others were stunned when they saw it. The king of the hill who was in the state of descending from the gods struck with all his strength, and he may have used his skills.

Sun Simiao actually covered it with a single finger, which is simply unimaginable.

"Daozhang Sun's cultivation has reached such an unfathomable level!" The four great monks sighed sincerely.

"Circulation!" Sun Simiao pointed and killed, stabbing the King of the Hill, and with one finger, the King of the Hill who had entered the state of God's descending to the mortal state and flew out.

"The physical body is so strong. No, it's not his physical body that is so strong, but the power of his body. Is this the so-called deity coming down to earth? It's not easy!"

"Damn, Hammer of the Storm!" Relying on the god's descending, the King of the Hill took the blow and threw the Hammer of Storms at Sun Simiao in the air with all his strength.

"Ghost domain!" Sun Simiao didn't use one finger this time, but two. With one finger, he evolved into the ghost domain river that purified everything. Under the washing of the ghost domain river, the Storm Hammer was also purified into an infinite , lost all aggressiveness.

"Nirience!" Sun Simiao cast his peerless medical spell again. He broke his mouth and pointed at the King of the Hill. Wang looked ashamed.

It is obvious that this blow is different from the previous ones. It is no longer that the previous attacks made him feel dispensable. Even if the gods descended to the earth, they would not be able to withstand such attacks more than once.

"It works!" Wan Hou breathed a sigh of relief.

The descending of the gods of the king of the hill is terrifying to the increase in skill, but the most terrifying thing is the defensive ability that makes them extremely headache.

This kind of defensive ability is really weird and unpredictable, making the king of the hill almost immune to all energy attacks.

"Forgotten River!" Sun Simiao stretched out his hand in the void, and a Forgotten River filled with countless wandering ghosts appeared in the void, and its impressive lineup rushed towards the place pointed by Sun Simiao.

The King of the Hill's heart felt cold, he held the sledgehammer tightly, and smashed it with all his strength, but the Wangchuan River washed him down and made him feel cold all over.

That kind of coldness is not the coldness of the body, but the coldness of the soul, and he feels that the soul will be overwhelmed by the Wangchuan River at any time.

If it weren't for the protection of the gods descending to earth, it is estimated that under the washing of the Wangchuan River, his soul would have been lost, and he would have been overwhelmed by the Wangchuan River, and his soul would become one of the lonely ghosts of the Wangchuan River.

"No, this person's technique is weird and unpredictable, and he can attack the soul. If it takes a long time and the gods come down to earth, I'm afraid I will die in his hands!"

The unacceptable motivation of a king of the hill was revealed. Although he couldn't accept it, the facts before him made him have to accept it.

One of the top heroes of the dignified human race, he may really die here.

"The time for the gods to come down to earth is limited. If you want to kill him, you just need to trap him here. This king of the hill is very troublesome. This move is similar to the move of burning jade and stone." Sun Simiao thought.

"Once the murderer is killed, the energy generated will go wild and explode, which can pull the opponent to death together." After Sun Simiao suppressed the king of the hill, he thought not to keep the king of the hill, but to win a complete victory.

In other words, he wanted to kill the King of the Hill, but he would not be backlashed by the King of the Hill, dragging him to die together.

"Let's focus on trapping and killing!" Sun Simiao quickly made up his mind, he used two things at once, with Ghost Domain in his left hand and Wangchuan in his right hand. The two spells that combined medicine and martial arts were used to oppress the king of the hill.

If it wasn't for the fact that the King of the Hill hadn't experienced many battles and was in the state of avatar, he would have been killed long ago.

"He wants to be trapped to death, and postpone it until the time for my god to descend to earth!" The king of the hill had the most embarrassing expression, but at this time he had no good way to solve the predicament.

The two major spells of Wangchuan and Ghost Realm worked together to trap him in this area, making it difficult for him to break out even at this time.

"I can't help it!" A pain flashed in the King of the Hill's eyes. He knew that if he went on like this, he would be trapped to death sooner or later. Thinking of this, he slammed the sledgehammer out with his right hand.

The sledgehammer in his hand erupted with powerful thunder and storm power, and instantly multiplied the sledgehammer hundreds of times, breaking through the void with a bang, collapsing and shattering the void.

The energy storm merges with the void turbulence to form a space turbulence that sucks everything around it into it, and the things that are sucked in are either exiled to an unknown space or crushed by the space turbulence.

"Storm Hammer!" It was the same Storm Hammer, but it was different from the previous ones. This time, the King of the Hill did not use his own energy to condense the Storm Hammer to smash it out, but to smash it out with his exclusive artifact.

The power was incomparable. This storm hammer smashed through Wangchuan and Ghost Realm in an instant, and flew straight towards Sun Simiao.

"Is this move a skill at the cost of sacrificing this artifact? It's really sharp!" Sun Simiao no longer had the calmness he had before, but was only serious and dignified.

He could feel the berserk energy contained in the Storm Hammer, and he could also feel the cracks in the Storm Hammer.

It is obvious that this blow is powerful, but it is not without cost. Let alone whether the weapon can be returned to the basket after being smashed out, it is difficult to repair the damage to the sledgehammer itself.

And once this sledgehammer is lost, the power of the king of the hill will be reduced a lot. This is only the exclusive artifact of the king of the hill, not a treasure. If it is lost, it is really lost and cannot be recalled. You can only find it yourself.

It's no wonder that the King of the Hill showed such an expression just now. You must know that the King of the Hill likes forging weapons very much, and he also loves weapons very much.

This weapon is his exclusive divine weapon, and he usually takes care of it in every possible way, but at this time, he wants to damage or even lose this divine weapon himself, so it's no wonder he doesn't feel pain.

This headache was not fruitless, at least the blow of the Storm Hammer was unimaginably powerful, even Song Que and the others had no choice but to be instantly killed.

"This should be the king of the hill's biggest trump card besides the self-destruct skill. If it is blocked, the king of the hill will have no choice but to run away." Song Que and the others thought about it while staring at Sun Simiao.

"What kind of bridge!" Sun Simiao clapped his right hand forward, and he found golden needles on his hand. After he swatted these golden needles out, they turned into a huge, simple, and powerful building that connected the Netherworld, the Ghost Realm, and the River of Forgetfulness. bridge.

Faced with the King of the Hill's self-destructive artifact, the Storm Hammer, Sun Simiao also used the strongest spell in front of him, one way to connect the cycle of life and death, the netherworld, and the bridge of Wangchuan in Huangquan.

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The loud sound of piercing the clouds and cracking rocks, like a nuclear bomb explosion, echoed for three days and shook the sky for nine days. The huge energy storm destroyed the earth to a complete mess, and one after another bottomless cracks like abyss were vividly laid out in all four directions.

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"What?" The King of the Hill's eyes were tearing, he saw that the Hammer of the Storm had been pierced by the How Bridge, and then the How Bridge pressed against him in a posture that he couldn't resist.

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Even though he was in the state of a god descending to earth and had invincible defense power, after taking several attacks from Sun Simiao and being suppressed by He Qiao, the body of the King of the Hill felt the blood surge.

His whole body was crushed by some bridge bombs, and he flew backwards all the way, passing through several huge mountain ranges, tearing apart several lakes, smashing through huge forests one after another before stopping.

"Damn it!" The King of the Hill's eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness, and then turned into an incomparable sea of ​​flames with a bang, which was filled with continuous flames and explosions.

Just now, he wanted to forcibly rush over to get closer to Sun Simiao, Song Que and the others, but Sun Simiao kept guarding against his move one after another.

Why didn't that type of bridge kill him so easily, it blasted him all the way out and suppressed his big explosion within a certain area.

Although the huge attack caused by the King of the Hill's big explosion may have caused a lot of danger to the Tang Dynasty's Shuanglong Legion, at least the core members such as Shuanglong, Song Que, Huanhuan and others were only seriously injured and not killed.

Those who died were all members with slightly inferior cultivation and not very core members.

"It's a pity!" Sun Simiao shook his head. In his eyes, there is no distinction between human life and the members of the legion.

Just now, he had tried his best to minimize the casualties, but those who died were relatively weak in the army, and were injured again in the previous battle with the king of the hill.

At this time, facing the big explosion of the king of the hill, even if it is the aftermath, he may be killed by the shock.

"King of the hill, our legion didn't scout out the surrounding terrain well, we got a lot of intelligence from the Guangming camp, and actually suppressed and killed a top hero of the human race!" Kou Zhong pinched Xu Ziling vigorously.

"Ah, what are you doing!" Kou Zhong pinched somewhere wrong, but happened to pinch the wound where Xu Ziling was blown out by the King of the Hill, and he immediately grinned in pain.

"I want to see if we are dreaming!" Kou Zhong murmured.

"This Chenghai 3c world's top hero, if you kill one less, you will be dealt with by our legion at this time." Kou Zhong said with a generous voice.

"Dream? Do you think this is something to be happy about?" Song Que walked over and said.

"Could it be..." Kou Zhong just wanted to say something, but when he glanced around, he fell silent.

In order to deal with this king of the hill, their Tang Dynasty Double Dragon Legion suffered heavy losses. Up to [-]% of the people died, and those who survived suffered their own injuries.

Even if Sun Simiao hadn't been awakened at the last critical moment, they might have been wiped out by the group.

"Huh!" Sun Simiao's expression suddenly turned a little pale, and the others immediately asked with concern, "Master Sun, are you okay?"

The savior that Sun Simiao mentioned was also the Dinghai Shenzhen of their Great Tang Shuanglong Legion, all of which cannot be missed.

If it wasn't for Sun Simiao's key exit at the end, just one hero would have almost killed their Tang Shuanglong army. The strength of the heroes in this world has greatly exceeded their expectations.

It can be said that their Datang Ssangyong Legion can't do without Sun Simiao, otherwise they will be in danger when they fight against so many heroes in the bright and dark camps in the near future.

"No, it's just that this trick is not perfect. Forcibly using it will be a burden to my soul and body. I'll be fine after a little rest!" Sun Simiao took out a pill and ate it.

His pills are not in the trading mall, but he has learned the knowledge of the world like Hua Tuo, and then refined it himself.

"Everyone, let me heal your wounds while walking, the news of the battle with the King of the Hill was so big, especially the big explosion of the King of the Hill should attract the attention of the camp of light.

At this time, our Datang Shuanglong Legion has suffered heavy losses. If we face the siege of the Bright Camp at this time, we will be [-]% wiped out by the regiment! " Sun Simiao said.

"It's not too late, we'll leave right away!" Song Que and the others nodded, and after eating the elixir handed over by Sun Simiao, they immediately sailed away.

Less than 3 minutes after they left, a blue light flashed out. One was riding a white horse, wearing a magic robe and holding a staff. He looked a little old, but his spirit was extremely strong, and his body was round and round. At this time, the human hero suddenly appeared in the area where the king of the hill and Sun Simiao were fighting with powerful mana.

"The king of the hill has fallen!" Among the heroes of the light camp, there is only one with such a costume, and that is the archmage.

Only he can travel through the space and travel freely to any place.

The archmage is not only the pillar of the heroes of the human race, but also the magic needle of the sea. At the same time, his erudition has also made the heroes of other races in the camp of light admire.

But at this time, the face of this great mage was solemn and dignified, and his eyes were full of grief.

"I thought it wouldn't be dangerous for you, the king of the hill, to deal with these sneaky people lurking in the dark, but I didn't expect that it would cause you to fall here.

Hey, you have fought against the heroes of the dark fortress countless times without falling. I didn't expect you to die in the hands of this group of people! "The magic power fluctuated in the hands of the archmage, as if he was searching for something or browsing something.

After a while, the archmage stopped moving, and his body emitted a circle of blue light, the same blue light as when he came.

"My close friend, don't worry, your hero's fire will not be extinguished just now. As a hero in the camp of light, you will not die so easily."

With a flash of blue light, the archmage disappeared in place, and when he realized it again, he had already returned to the camp of light.

After he returned to the camp of light, he immediately rang the huge alarm bell. Under the special magic power, the bell sounded calm, powerful, with a kind of suppression, and the bell spread throughout the camp of light in an instant.

In a church in the camp of light, a paladin bathed in divine light stood up.

"This bell? Could it be that the dark fortress launched an onslaught? Otherwise, why would it ring?"

On an ancient tree of elves, the white tiger was being teased. The Priestess of the Moon, who was as famous as the Ranger of the Light in the camp of light, stood up, looked at the ancient tree of life, and then turned over and sat on the back of the white tiger. The Priestess of the Moon rushed towards the Ancient Tree of Life.

In different buildings, the heroes who were doing their own things also stopped what they were doing, and rushed to the bottom of the ancient tree of life as quickly as possible.

After the bell rang, within a short time, all the heroes in the camp of light arrived.

"Grand Master, what happened to make you sound the alarm? Could it be an attack from the dark side? Impossible, I didn't feel the smell of darkness!"

The demon hunter, who was recognized as the number one in singles in the camp of light, stood up and confused everyone's attention as soon as he spoke.

Without him, it is not only because of his skill as the brightest hero, but also because of his countless heroic achievements.

"Yes, this alarm bell cannot be used at all times." The alchemist said solemnly, "I was making a very important invention just now. If what you are talking about is not important, be careful I will give you ordinary rocket missiles! "

"Everyone, I didn't call you here to attack the dark camp, but I want to report two very important things to you!" the archmage said in a deep voice, and everyone shut their mouths temporarily and listened carefully to what the archmage said.

"The first thing is that the hero king of the human race in our camp of light died in battle in the canyon."

"What?" As soon as the archmage spoke, all the heroes of the Light Camp present, including the most powerful demon hunter, stood up all of a sudden, all pale in shock.

"How is it possible? How could the King of the Hill's skill be killed? Could it be because he was besieged by the heroes of the dark camp? Or was it shot by the Sword Master?"

Usually, demon hunters often discuss with the king of the hill. He is very clear about the skill of the king of the hill. In the camp of light, the king of the hill is the only existence second to him.

At this time, this mighty hero actually died in battle, without any warning, which made the demon hunter terrified.

In his opinion, there are only two situations that can kill the King of the Hill, one is being besieged by dark heroes, and the other is a sword master.

But if it's the former, if the dark heroes are dispatched together, then the big news will not be hidden from their ears, and it is unlikely if it is the sword master.

They have been fighting against darkness for so many years, and they have known each other for a long time. They also know the best about the techniques and combat styles of the dark camp, so the Juggernaut has long been targeted by them, just like a demon hunter is targeted by the dark camp. There is a reason.

Every move they make receives huge attention, and if they take action, they will definitely be noticed.

Even if the Sword Master uses the Wind Step to sneak out quietly, it will be noticed after a long time.

The two sides have been fighting for so many years, and have used all tactics, strategies, and styles of play. At this time, all they can fight is hard skills.

That is to say, it is difficult for a bright camp to kill a dark hero, unless that dark hero commits suicide, and it is also difficult for the same dark camp to kill a bright hero.

But what did they hear at this time?The king of the hill is dead, a superhero of light second only to the demon hunter quietly died.

"Who killed the King of the Hill?" asked the Warden.

Although they are all from different races, and heroes of different races form a bright camp, they have fought side by side with each other for so many years, and they have established a deep friendship long ago.

When they heard that the King of the Hill was dead, they all looked murderous.

"It wasn't any hero in the dark camp who killed the King of the Hill!" The archmage once again said something astonishing.

"How is it possible? The King of the Hill is so powerful that he will not die even if he fights an ancient dragon. Who can kill him except the Dark Fortress?" said the jungle defender.

"It's true that he didn't die in the hands of the dark camp. I investigated the place and there is no dark smell. Do you remember that many soldiers in our light camp died not long ago?
And none of them died in the hands of darkness, so I went to investigate and found their footprints. Come forward and say that you must deal with these enemies lurking in the dark! said the Archmage.

"No way!" The paladin couldn't believe it all the time, the king of the hill died not at the hands of the dark camp, but at the hands of a group of guys hiding their heads and showing their tails.

“Although I couldn’t believe it, I went to investigate and found that the smell on the battlefield was the same as the smell left on the bodies of those killed soldiers of light.

(End of this chapter)