Urban Evil Doctor

"Brother Wu is really too strong. Dantai Xue and Han Feng are the two strongest disciples of the Danqing Palace. As a result, they all used the strongest martial arts, but Brother Wu did not need to use the inferior star martial arts to defeat them. Wu Brother’s strength,

It's a big level higher than them! "

The disciples at the Palace of Fighting shouted excitedly.

Hearing his words, even the disciples of Danqing Palace were convinced.

Han Feng had left the ring, and Wu Fatian looked at the Eastern pity again, with a rare smile on his face:

"You still not coming up? Although you can't beat me, but the strength is stronger than Hanfeng, would you want a second place?"

The eastern pity man smiled and smiled, showing that many male disciples were rippling in heart, a bridge formed by water condensing, appeared out of thin air, one end appeared in front of her, and the other end was on the ring.

She stepped on the water bridge and walked toward the ring, the pace seemed slow, but after a while, she stood in front of Wu Fatian.

"You are a man, and we have known each other for so long, not only brothers and sisters but also friends. Brother Wu, why don't you put down the water and give me the first place?"

The pitiful voice of the Oriental pity, a delicate look, is really pitiful, so that most men under the world can't wait to hold her in her arms and pity, and can't help but promise her any request.

However, Wu Fatian is not one of the vast majority of men.

He has known each other for a long time, and he knows clearly that this schoolgirl looks charming, but even his strength does not dare to underestimate. If he is not careful, there is a possibility of overturning the boat in the gutter.

"No." Wu Fatian shook his head.

"stingy!"

The Eastern Pity Man rolled his eyes, and suddenly his hands were sealed, and he pushed forward, and the turbulent water flowed from her palms, condensing into a huge imprint, like a big mountain, pushing away towards the Wufa Heaven.

At the same time, a long sword flew out of the space ring.

She grasped the hilt, her figure flashed and disappeared.

Wu Fatian held out the front ruler and hacked forward. Numerous purple thunders rushed towards the huge mark. After colliding with each other, they made a violent roar.

The mark dissipated and countless thunders disappeared.

Uh! Uh! Uh--

Countless sword lights appeared in all directions of Wu Fa Tian, ​​looting towards Wu Fa Tian. Every sword light easily cut the space, but there was no sound.

The male disciples who were feeling a little enchanted because of the smile of the pity of the East, were frightened by the coolness of their feet.

The eastern pity laughed and moved, but it was terrible to start!

If they replaced them with the Eastern Pity, they could not see the Eastern Pity again, and they would die under her sword.

"Return to Heavenly Shield!"

Wu Fatian raised his eyebrows, and once again used defensive martial arts, the sword lights were blocked as much as possible, and the sound of the clash of the golden stones collided.

"Void Slash!"

Jiao shouted from behind Wu Fatian, and at the same time, a terrifying sword gas appeared behind Wu Fatian out of thin air, less than half a meter away from his back.

"A blow!"

Wu Fatian did not return his head. He opened the sky ruler and hacked behind him, collided with the sword gas, and made a burst. When the sword gas disappeared, Wu Fatian also disappeared in place.

Immediately.

Wu Fatian appeared a dozen meters behind his original position, and opened the ruler toward the front.

boom!

A figure appeared and took a dozen steps back. It was the pity of the East, and the long sword in her hand was still trembling by the open sky.

Oriental pitiful man's hands are sore and his eyes are dignified. Even if he is not as good as the other 88 stars in his body, he will not be too far away, but the other party's fighting consciousness is also too keen. He found his position so quickly .

Wu Fatian’s offensive was like a storm, and no longer gave the Eastern Pity the opportunity to disappear. He opened the sky ruler to bring countless shadows to the Eastern Pity, completely shutting down the space where the Eastern Pity was, and had no hiding place. , There is no refund.

The Eastern Poverty hit back with a sword, and each time the Long Sword and Kaitianchi collided, an amazing gas explosion sounded, and the aftermath of energy rolled, making the ring formation barrier constantly oscillating.

"Sister Dongfang is so strong and should be stronger than Brother Han. This time, Brother Wu is obviously not as relaxed as before!" Pi Chengyun looked at him intently.

Lin Chen looked at the ring and nodded.

At this moment, the pitiful man in the East found a gap and flew towards the rear.

At the same time, a sword stabs out. This sword seems to be flat and indifferent, but it has a wave of terror.

This blow is precisely the strongest martial art of the Eastern pity, the inferior star martial art-Sword of Sword.

Wufa has been in the ring for a long time. This is the first time that his face has changed a little, and he immediately burst into tears, and the open sky ruler slammed out in his hand.

"Reggae's teeth!" Li Gui's crying cries suddenly sounded. Two lightning bolts, like two spears, flew out from the sky and flew towards the pity of the east, and a storm of wind blew up. The huge grimace, the two thunders that make the space broken

Electricity, just at the position of the grimace teeth.

"Sister Dongfang and Brother Wu have used the inferior star martial arts skills!" someone shouted excitedly.

boom--

The invisible wave collided with the thunderbolt grimace. After a stalemate, the wave disappeared, and the grimace dimmed for a while. One of the thunderbolt dissipated, and the other thunderbolt was still swept towards the eastern pity.

The Eastern Pity Man sighed, his long sword waved, and collided with the thunder and lightning. The whole person flew out for ten meters and landed on the ring. His body shook and suddenly vomited a blood.

"I lost." Oriental pity said.

Before the two struggled, she fell into the downwind and competed against the inferior star martial arts. She was also defeated. It really has no meaning to continue fighting.

Eastern pity people left from the ring, but the disciples of Shenshan who were watching from the beginning were still full of excitement, especially the people in the fighting palace, the waves were raging.

"Win! Brother Wu won again, he really was the first person in the early generation of the disciples of Shenshan!"

"Haha! Brother Wu is naturally the first. If not unexpectedly, Sister Oriental is the second. The first two of this session are all people in our fighting palace!"

"What's the matter, there are many sessions before, and the top three are all people in our fighting palace!"

...

Wu Fatian ignored the comments of others, and his eyes fell on Lin Chen, Huang Jing and others, and said lightly:

"Do you still have anyone to come up? However, I don't think you really need to come up. I am the first, the Oriental pity the second, and Hanfeng the third. This ranking can already be set."

When Wu Fatian spoke, he was always an irrefutable tone.

Hearing Dou Guangyuan's words, many people nodded. Even the high-ranking seniors of Shenshan thought that Lin Chen was not weak, but that Wu Fatian was not comparable to Lin Chen. Wu Fatian's voice fell, but another figure swept towards the ring, it was Lin Chen.