Urban ancient fairy doctor

Guan Ping glanced at Ye Tian, ​​his eyes full of indifference and contempt.

"Boy, who are you?"

After the fifth elder Fei Qing returned to Yunxia Mountain, he was too shy to talk about his loss to a young man and didn't tell much about it, so they didn't know who Ye Tian was or how high his cultivation level was.

"I am Ye Tian."

Ye Tianyi has a cold personality and still maintains a ruthless and talkative style.

"Nobody, you are not worthy to be my opponent, let Ye Bufan come over."

As the seventh elder of Yunxia Mountain, Guan Ping's cultivation level was also in the late stage of Martial Saint, and he did not pay attention to Ye Tian in front of him at all.

"You do not deserve."

Ye Tian said calmly.

"Fuck me, you dare to talk like this to someone from the Hidden World Sect. Doesn't this guy want to live?"

On the boulder, Yang Zixiong suddenly looked filled with indignation.

Although he is just an ordinary person, and although he does not understand martial arts, he has heard a lot from Park Ji-sung. The hidden sect is so superior that it is much more powerful than the masters in the secular world.

Di Qingsheng had been repaired by Ye Tian before, and now he was gnashing his teeth with hatred.

"Uncle, how long do you think this guy can last? Will he be killed by the seventh elder if he goes up?"

"Does this need to be said? He is a strong man from the Hidden World Sect. He cannot be compared to any cat or dog."

Yang Zixiong said confidently, "I bet that this guy will die in one move."

After saying this, a middle-aged uncle sitting next to him on another stone became unhappy. He was the one who had bet heavily on Ye Bufan's victory.

"How can you talk? How do you know who will lose and who will win before they even take action?"

Yang Zixiong curled his lips: "I just know that, and I will put my words here today. If that kid wins, I will stand on my head right here and eat the air."

The guy now speaks with confidence.

The middle-aged uncle snorted coldly and looked up at the lake.

Seeing that the other party didn't take him seriously at all, Guan Ping's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Boy, since you want to die, I'll give you a ride."

After saying that, he was no longer polite. He came to Ye Tian in a flash and punched out suddenly.

The strong man in the late stage of the Martial Saint struck with all his strength, and the strength of his fist brought up a fierce wind. The surrounding world changed color, and the strong wind swept across. The lake under his feet was choppy, as if the space was about to collapse.

"Oh my God, do you want to be so powerful?"

Although the onlookers were far away, their clothes were still damaged by the strong wind.

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The wind made hunting noises, and at this moment they were completely shocked by the scene in front of them.

"Hahaha, I said that boy will definitely die today."

Yang Zixiong and Yang Zixiong laughed loudly, stood up from the stone, and looked at everything in front of them excitedly.

Ye Tian was suspended in mid-air, standing with his feet on his feet. The expression on his face was as calm as a boulder in the huge waves, unmoving.

Seeing Guan Ping's punch getting closer and closer, he suddenly raised his right hand and also punched out.

The two fists collided together, first there was a muffled sound, and then there was the sound of cracking bones.

"Hahaha, did you hear that? That kid's bones were all broken..."

Yang Zixiong laughed again, but before he could finish laughing, he saw a figure flying backwards in mid-air. It was Guan Ping, who was extremely arrogant before.

An arm hung down to the side of the body, bloody and bloody, and the bones had obviously been broken.

"Well……"

Yang Zixiong's laughter stopped suddenly. He never expected this result!

Facing the masters of the hidden sect, shouldn't it be Ye Tian who was injured? Shouldn't it be Ye Tian who was defeated? Why did Guan Ping become like this?

Not only him, but the people around him were also completely confused. Everyone's previous guess was how long Ye Tian could last, three moves, five moves or ten moves?

But no one expected this result. The battle ended with one move, and Guan Ping was defeated miserably.

This is especially true for everyone in Yunxia Mountain. Hong Sihai originally had a calm smile on his face, thinking that he was a sure winner today, but he didn't expect that he lost the first game.

What surprised him even more was that the young man in front of him made him unable to see the depth of his cultivation.

In addition, this Ye Tian is obviously Ye Bufan's subordinate, even he is so strong, so how high is Ye Bufan's cultivation level? It seems that this trip is not as simple as imagined.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, the battle was not over yet, and Ye Tian had no intention of stopping.

His figure flashed, and he came to Guan Ping again, and then punched out again, and murderous intent suddenly overflowed.

"Junior, how dare you!"

Everyone in Yunxia Mountain, in order to show that this battle is fair and just, they are far away from each other, basically a thousand meters away.

Xu Liang shouted loudly and wanted to go over to rescue him, but unfortunately it was too late.

Before Ye Tian came on the stage, he had already received instructions from Ye Bufan. Since Yunxiashan did not know whether to live or die and kept provoking him again and again, he had to give the opponent some color, so he did not hold anything back this time.

Guan Ping was originally

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The punch caught him off guard. At this moment, his true energy was in chaos. How could he still be able to face Ye Tian's shocking blow.

In his eyes full of despair, fierce energy came overwhelmingly, and then turned into blood mist with a bang.

Explode with one punch!

The dignified Seventh Elder of Yunxia Mountain, a strong man in the late stage of the Martial Saint, was not only defeated miserably in one move, but was also completely beaten into blood mist, and even his soul was crushed to pieces by the fierce energy.

"I'll choke you! This is too overbearing!"

Everyone's hearts were filled with turmoil, but the entire scene was completely silent.

After a brief silence, the onlookers burst into laughter.

"Oh my god, who is this young man? He's too domineering..."

"That bullshit Hidden World Sect, they boasted loudly, but in the end they couldn't even block one of their moves..."

"It's over, it's over, I've been tricked this time, and it looks like I'm going to lose everything..."

Park Jae-sang was already prepared, waiting for the victory to be loud and loud, but he never expected that the opening would be such a result.

At this moment, everyone in the Pu family was dumbfounded. If Yunxiashan really lost to Ye Bufan this time, their fate could be imagined.

Apart from anything else, the loss of 100 billion is beyond their ability to bear.

In contrast, Li Haizheng was relatively calm: "Master, don't panic, as long as the great elder is still here, we will definitely win today!"

Park Zaixiang thought about it. Today's ballast stone is Hong Sihai, who is a powerful emperor. As long as he is still here, today's game will not be lost.

Thinking of this, he immediately felt much calmer.

On the big rock, Yang Zixiong's eyes were as wide as bells, and his mouth was opened wide, unable to close for a long time.

At this moment, in his mind, he greeted all the eighteen generations of Guan Ping's ancestors. Aren't you an awesome hidden sect? Isn't it also possible to control air and fly? Aren't you the seventh elder of Yunxia Mountain? Why the hell can't he even block one of his moves?

The middle-aged man next to him burst out laughing: "What did you say just now? If that young man wins, you stand on your head and eat the cock. Let's start now!"

At this point, Yang Zixiong could only deny it, and shouted with a red face: "What are you proud of? I'm talking about the final result. What's the use of winning only one game? Didn't you see that there are four more people?"

At this moment, an angry shout resounded through the air.

"The vicious junior actually dares to kill me, the seventh elder of Yunxia Mountain!"

Immediately after the figure flashed, Xu Liang appeared in front of Ye Tian, ​​his eyes filled with the flames of hatred.