Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

"Stop it, stop, don't touch him."

Huiyang, who rushed to Wanjie first, suddenly waved his hands and shouted.

Several leaders of the Holy Religion who rushed up were suddenly horrified, and several of them who wanted to take the first step quickly retracted their magical powers.

Seeing countless tadpoles rushing out from the light of the Wanjie Tusheng Tower, and entering Jiang Chen's body through the Tusheng Tower, Huiyang's face became extremely gloomy.

"What kind of magical power is this? It can actually absorb the true energy through the treasure controlled by others. This is simply unheard of."

"Hui Yang, are you coveting our commander's Tower of Destroying Saints?" Suddenly, a strong young man with long hair and wearing red armor emerged from the crowd of the Holy Church.

Huiyang turned around suddenly and saw the young warrior's eyes wide open with anger, as if he was ready to fight to the death at any time.

More importantly, a large group of powerful men under Wanjie's command also stood up, each of them looking at him covetously.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Hui Yang said in a deep voice: "Please don't misunderstand me, I am saving your commander..."

"You're talking nonsense." The young warrior shouted angrily, "Our commander controls the Saint-Exterminating Tower. Who told you to bring your men so close? You were clearly waiting for our commander to devour Jiang Chen and then give him a heavy blow."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of Wanjie's subordinates, who were eager to try, immediately surrounded Huiyang and several strong men of the Shenghui clan.

Seeing this scene, the strong men of the Shenghui tribe, at Huibing's wave of hand, quickly surrounded Wanjie's subordinates.

In an instant, a huge fire was about to break out, and the whole hall was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"What are you doing?" Hui Yang suddenly shouted angrily, "Everyone of the Shenghui tribe, get out of here immediately, right now."

As he roared like this, the powerful men of the Shenghui tribe who were in a counter-encirclement situation were all stunned at the same time.

"What? Now my words as the clan leader are no longer effective?" Hui Yang shouted again with a gloomy face.

Only then did Hui Bing wave his hand thankfully and call on the strong men of the Shenghui tribe to retreat.

It was also at this time that Huiyang looked at Wanjie's subordinates who surrounded him.

"Brothers and sisters, calm down and take a good look at your commander first."

After hearing this, the young strong man who had just challenged rushed up immediately. When he saw Wanjie, who had been twisted and deformed and looked extremely hideous, he was immediately extremely shocked.

"Master, what's going on? You seem..."

"Save me, save me quickly." Suddenly, Wanjie, who was in extreme pain, burst into an indistinct cry.

The young warrior was startled and stared at Hui Yang hurriedly: "My master is in danger, hurry up and save him..."

As he spoke, he suddenly slapped Wanjie with his palm.

At this moment, Wanjie suddenly pounced on the young strong man and quickly entangled with him.

Then, something happened that shocked everyone.

The entangled young warrior screamed, his whole body twisted and deformed rapidly, the holy light on his body quickly dissipated under the terrifying suction of the pagoda, and his whole body shook rapidly as if he was electrocuted.

Seeing this scene, not only the few powerful Shenghui tribe members who were closest to the scene were shocked, but even Hui Yang, the strongest one, showed an incredible expression.

Suddenly, the young strong man, trembling rapidly, rushed towards Huiyang with a scream!

"If you want to die, don't come at me." Hui Yang cursed angrily, and quickly grabbed a strong man from the Shenghui clan nearby and threw him over.

At the moment of colliding with the young strong man, the unlucky guy from the Shenghui clan who was thrown out suddenly turned around and roared.

"Hui Yang, you beast, you betrayed your own people, you must be in trouble...ah!"

Then, he let out a heart-wrenching scream, and his body immediately twisted into a hideous shape and was quickly sucked in.

Huiyang, who was lucky to have escaped the disaster, was about to retreat when he saw Wanjie suddenly pounce on him with bared fangs and claws.

"Chief, be careful..."

Hui Bing had just shouted when he saw Hui Yang grab another strong man from the Shenghui clan in the chaos and throw him towards Wanjie.

Seeing the two men collide with each other again and burst into extremely tragic roars, Hui Yang took the opportunity to quickly retreat into the crowd of powerful people from the Holy Religion.

"Quick, retreat immediately. Whoever comes in contact with them will die without a burial place."

Following Huiyang's roar, all the powerful men of the Holy Church in the hall, which was originally in shock, rushed out of the hall as if they were chased by evil spirits, and fled for their lives.

The powerful men of the Holy Church who were squeezed in the crowd and temporarily unable to escape, took off into the air one after another, broke through the roof of the hall, and escaped from the air.

However, there were too many powerful Saint Religions gathered in the hall, and even so they could not be evacuated quickly. Coupled with the chaos brought about by extreme fear, these extraordinary powerful men who could usually make things happen with a wave of their hands actually pushed and trampled on each other in order to survive. It was a panic-stricken scene, like a doomsday catastrophe.

Looking at Jiang Chen, who was now drunk and lying on the table, he used the Void Spirit Pearl to pass through the Saint-killing Tower in mid-air. After filling up his luck, he finally slowly propped himself up, yawned, and stretched.

He, who was pretending to be drunk, knew everything that happened in the hall clearly. However, even he did not expect that the disciples of the Holy Church, who were rumored to fight to the death, extremely ferocious and would rather die than surrender, would be so embarrassed and even so ridiculous in such a scene.

"Jiang Chen, Jiang, Jiang Chen." Hui Bing, who was preparing to leave behind, glared at Jiang Chen: "You, you actually woke up, you..."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Chen said unhappily, "I'm not drunk at all. I just want you to perform to your heart's content."

After hearing this, Hui Bing was so scared that he turned around and ran away.

"Where to go?"

Jiang Chen smiled and stretched out his hand. A majestic holy light flew out of his hand, swept up the fleeing Hui Bing, and pulled him in front of him.

"No one's drinking with me, so you'll just have to make do." Jiang Chen said as he grabbed a pot of Wubudao and poured it directly into Hui Bing's mouth.

"No, I don't want to drink. I don't want it." Hui Bing struggled desperately to break free, but was held tightly by Jiang Chen.

Seeing that the pot filled with Wubudao wine was about to be poured, Huibing screamed hysterically in desperation.

"Jiang Chen, I have an important secret to tell you..."

Jiang Chen slowed down his drinking motion and immediately raised his eyebrows: "I don't like people who deceive me."

"No, I won't." Hui Bing was pale and said hurriedly: "I am telling the truth, I..."

Before she could finish her words, a loud bang suddenly came from under the stage.

Looking around, the young warrior whose energy had been sucked dry by the Saint-Slaying Tower finally exploded, and his true essence was instantly shattered.

Seeing the horrific scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere, Hui Bing was completely frightened for a moment.

"Hey, my patience is limited." Jiang Chen suddenly reminded: "After I deal with you, I still have to deal with your clan leader and the Holy Church army, so hurry up."