Urban ancient fairy doctor

In the heart of the Ancient Holy God, the strongest among the opponents should be Ye Tian just now.

As long as the other party is dealt with, the remaining people are left to their own devices.

But I never expected that the three people who jumped out all had powerful auras, and they had all reached the level of the fifth-grade Holy Emperor.

Although Xiao Qing has not shown his true body, even so, his strength can still reach the threshold of fifth level.

If any of these three people were to face each other, he would have a certain advantage, but he definitely didn't have the strength to fight one against two, let alone one against three.

The most important thing is that a veteran powerhouse like him is also very familiar with the strength of the human race. There are only a few fifth-grade holy emperors.

And forgetting that Ye Tian, ​​whom he had never seen before, jumped out in front of him, the remaining three were all new faces, and each one was younger than the last.

When did the fifth-grade Holy Emperor become so worthless? When did the human race have so many strong men?

He was shocked and angry, but there was no time to think.

Xuanyuan Linglong and Lu Banxia's two top-quality fairy swords were flying up and down, and the sharp sword light made it impossible for him to resist.

The same is true for Xiao Qing. An inexplicable man in black just ran away. The anger he was holding in his heart was vented on him at this moment.

The three of them went all out, but how could the Ancient Holy God resist them?

Just after three moves, his left arm was pierced by Xuanyuan Linglong's sword, leaving a bloody hole as thick as an egg.

"ah!"

The Ancient Holy God let out a roar, but before he could finish the roar, Lu Banxia also had a transparent bloody hole on his right shoulder.

Strength is strength, and this thing cannot be changed by anger.

And sometimes it can be counterproductive, causing anger to mess up the rules and defeat even faster.

This time, the ancient Holy God had no time to react, and was hit by Xiao Qing's punch in the back. His huge body flew out like a cannonball, and blood spurted out from his mouth as if for free.

"If you dare to touch me, the Honghuang clan will not let you go..."

The ancient holy god was almost going crazy. He had a high status in the God of War, and he had never been so miserable in many years.

He couldn't beat him. He originally wanted to scare the other party by bringing out the Honghuang clan behind him, but in the end no one liked him at all.

Xuanyuan Linglong and the three of them followed each other like shadows, and the fairy sword pierced his thigh again.

This was also the reason why Ye Bufan had something to ask, and he had explained it before, so he did not attack his life gate.

Including the former Holy God Manqiu, if not for this, he would have died in Ye Tian's hands long ago.

But even so, the Ancient Holy God couldn't bear it. After a few more breaths, there were more than a dozen transparent holes in his body, his limbs were completely disabled, and his body was covered in blood. It was extremely miserable.

Seeing this, Lu Banxia and the others put away their fairy swords, but Xiao Qing had no intention of stopping. His little fists made a sound of wind and thunder, and he punched hard like a punch.

"Bang bang bang!"

The dull sound was endless, and the poor Mangu Holy God had now become Xiaoqing's sandbag, being beaten around, with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

If the body of the Savage Clan hadn't been strong enough, I'm afraid they would have been beaten into a pulp by now.

After the beating was almost done, Xiaoqing snorted with satisfaction, reached out and grabbed his ankle, threw him in front of Ye Bufan with a bang, and followed Ye Tian's example by stepping into the ground.

At this moment, silence returned to the inn, and those watching from a distance had their eyes wide open, as if they had seen a ghost.

The Manqiu Holy God was beaten like a dog just now, but they could barely accept it. After all, he was a fourth-grade Holy God.

But now, the fifth-grade Holy God and the strongest man in Mangu City were brutally tortured, which completely tore their three outlooks to pieces.

"Lord City Lord!"

It was not until this moment that the guards in Mangu City realized that their master had been defeated.

A few loyal men were about to rush to save people, but a dazzling sword light flashed before their eyes, and then their heads flew high.

Xuanyuan Linglong is holding an immortal sword, with a cold expression and murderous intent.

"Get out of here, I will kill you without mercy after three breaths!"

"this……"

Looking at the headless corpse on the ground, the remaining people calmed down instantly.

Even Lord Holy God is no match for them, let alone these little fishes and shrimps.

After being stunned for a short time, I didn't know who was the leader. I ran away and ran away in the blink of an eye.

Including those who were watching the fun, they were too scared to move there because of the power of the ancient holy god. Now they all got up and ran away. Soon there was no one left.

Ye Bufan lowered his head and glanced at the Ancient Holy God at his feet, waved his hand, and then Xiao Qing and Ye Tian let go.

"Bah, bah, bah!"

The two ancient holy brothers pulled their heads out of the ground and kept spitting out the dirt in their mouths.

"Despicable human race, the prehistoric clan will not let you go..."

The angry Ancient Holy God originally wanted to vent his anger, but before he could finish his words, Xiao Qing stepped into the ground again.

He repeated this several times, and when he pulled out the head again, he obediently closed his mouth.

Although he was ferocious and brutal, he was being kept submissive at this moment, knowing that the people in front of him didn't care about him or the forces behind him.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "That's right, honestly, you answer whatever I ask."

The ancient sage's majestic eyes were spitting fire, but he didn't dare to let out another fart. After all, Xiao Qing was standing nearby and watching him eagerly, ready to invite him to eat dirt again at any time.

The Holy God Manqiu was even more like this. He was lying next to him obediently, not daring to move at all. Even his eldest brother was made like this, let alone him.

Ye Bufan said: "The five great saint emperors of the human race once came to the God of War and told me where the location of their previous battle was."

The ancient holy god's expression changed, "I don't know."

Ye Bufan smiled coldly: "I don't know, right? I didn't intend to be your enemy, but you are looking for death.

If this doesn't even work, then go to hell! "

"You...you dare to kill me, I am the Holy God of the prehistoric clan..."

The Ancient Holy God originally had a glimmer of hope, after all, his identity was here.

But before he could finish his words, Ye Bufan stepped on his right leg and broke it in two.

"I don't care who you are, answer my question or die!"

Ye Bufan's voice was cold, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent: "You have one last chance."

The ancient holy god's expression became complicated, frightened, angry, and at the same time a little afraid.

He couldn't understand where this young man jumped out. He was so fierce, not afraid of his own identity, and didn't take the barbarian clan seriously.

Having just received the murderous intent from the other party, he knew it was not a joke and was a little scared in his heart, but he still couldn't let it go if he gave in directly.

"I said, I said, I know it all."

Holy God Manqiu rushed to say at this time, "I know where it is, in the Tongsheng Gorge in the God of War Heaven!"