Urban magic doctor

Seeing Lu Dengfeng agree to suppress the realm and fight Chen Yang, everyone around him became restless.

"Lu Dengfeng, well done to you. If you suppress the realm, you are not a bully."

Xuan Yudi stood on the monster's back, clapped his hands and applauded, as if he didn't think it was a big deal.

However, she then warned Lu Dengfeng: "Don't suddenly improve your level, otherwise, I will help Xiaobai."

She originally wanted to call Chen Yang Xiaobailian, but she stopped and decided to call him Xiaobai instead.

Chen Yang was speechless for a while. Anyway, it wasn't him who was calling, but Meng Zibai, so he didn't bother to argue with Xuan Yudi.

"Even if I suppress the realm, do you think he is my opponent?"

Lu Dengfeng glanced at Xuan Yudi and said coldly.

Xuan Yudi chuckled and said, "Don't waste time, start fighting quickly."

"Boy, let's go to an open area and don't accidentally damage the ship."

Lu Dengfeng shot out with a whoosh and entered an open river area. The surrounding ships knew that they were going to fight, so they stayed away.

Under the cover of night, no one noticed that when Lu Dengfeng entered the river area, a thin mist was released from his sleeves and floated on the river here, blending with the water vapor on the river surface and making it difficult to distinguish.

However, Chen Yang knew that Lu Dengfeng was good at using poison, so he was on guard and could clearly see the thin poison gas.

It shouldn't be a clever poison, but if it is inhaled into the lungs, it will definitely affect the combat power, and Lu Dengfeng will be defeated in an instant.

Lu Dengfeng hovered on the river, with the soles of his feet in the water and his hands behind his back. He said to Chen Yang: "Boy, you use the five-marked heavenly weapon, and I don't use anything. If I let you do this again, if you still can't beat me, You can’t blame me.”

Chen Yang smiled and did not respond to Lu Dengfeng. He stepped on the water and entered the open river area.

"Mr. Meng, be careful."

A look of worry flashed in Bingyun's eyes, he took two steps forward, stood on the bow of the ship, and said with concern.

Hearing this, Chen Yang felt depressed.

When he came here today, he originally wanted to make Bingyun hate Meng Zibai, but unexpectedly, there was a hero saving the beauty.

It seemed that Bingyun was becoming more and more interested in Meng Zibai.

"Uncle Mao, if Brother Chen is defeated, you have to take action quickly and save him."

Meng Zibai held her hands on the side of the boat. Worried that Bingyun would see her face, she only exposed her head wearing a bamboo hat and whispered to the boatman next to her.

"Don't worry, sir."

The boatman replied calmly, and a gleam of light flashed in his slightly cloudy eyes, looking towards the river.

Others couldn't see Chen Yang's true state, but he knew it clearly.

Although he is in the middle stage of Zhenfu, compared with Lu Dengfeng, he is still two small realms behind.

Moreover, Lu Dengfeng is the seed player of this spirit boat competition. He is so strong that even at the same level, many people are no match for him, let alone Chen Yang, who is at a lower level.

The boatman, whom Meng Zibai called Uncle Mao, analyzed the situation in his mind and was ready to take action.

Chen Yang walked through the water and stopped when he was about to enter the poisonous fog area.

He was a hundred meters away from Ludeng Peak, so stopping here didn't seem special at all.

"Don't waste time, let's do it."

Lu Dengfeng stood proudly on the river, motionless, his cold eyes locked on Chen Yang, his eyes full of disdain.

Chen Yang did not fall into the trap and said with a smile: "Lu Dengfeng, if you dare, attack me immediately. Otherwise, you will be a coward and a bastard."

Lu Dengfeng looked sullen, how could he bear such an insult.

"court death!"

He shouted coldly and flew on the water, with a white wave rising behind him.

Although he suppressed his realm to the early stage of False Mansion, his speed was not slow at all.

Chen Yang deliberately avoided the poisonous mist and immediately moved back.

At the same time, he pointed his Fire Lotus Sword forward and released five sword rays, blocking Lu Dengfeng's pursuit route.

"You are as timid as a rat, but I am still thinking of using poison. It is a waste of my poison."

Lu Dengfeng said disdainfully in his heart, his toes were a little bit on the water, he rose into the air, and he easily dodged the five sword rays.

Puff, puff...

The sword light shot into the water, and the subtle sword light actually exploded into huge water splashes, but the power was not weak.

"Boy, come and accept your fate."

Lu Dengfeng rushed down towards Chen Yang with a diagonal stab from above, and punched out with his right hand. The true energy condensed on his fist, and a huge fist shadow was released.

The fist shadow was the size of a small boat, and the offensive completely enveloped Chen Yang.

Chen Yang's Ziji sword just now did not have the blessing of the wind, so the speed displayed was exactly the level of the best earth-level magical power.

As for the fist shadow in front of him, he recognized that it was a mid-level heaven-level magical power, much better than Ziji Yijian, and much faster.

Although Lu Dengfeng suppressed the realm, the artistic conception and magical powers he cultivated could still be used, but the true energy was weakened and was not enough to exert its full power.

Even so, the background of ordinary fake houses in the early stage is far different from his, so they are no match for him.

"Lu Dengfeng's "Bawu Shen Fist" is a mid-level heaven-level magical power. Meng Zibai is going to suffer."

"He is really asking for trouble. How can a person from the early stage of the false mansion be Lu Dengfeng's opponent?"

"That's right. There is a huge gap between the two of them."

…

Everyone around him shook his head, thinking that Lu Dengfeng's blow was enough to crush Chen Yang.

But at this moment, Chen Yang's speed suddenly increased.

Ripples rippled across the water, and his figure flashed rapidly, moving more than a hundred meters to the side in an instant.

Boom.

The shadow of the fist fell into the air and hit the surface of the Yujiang River. The water splashed like rain, and many ships around were damaged.

On the river, waves were rolling, and a small boat that was closer was directly overturned by the waves.

The people on the boat quickly stepped out of the water and landed on the boat next to them.

"What a speed!"

Everyone looked at Chen Yang and exclaimed.

"Yes, it turned out to be the artistic conception of the wind. I understood the artistic conception in the early stage of the false mansion. This person is actually very talented."

Xuan Yudi, who was standing on the monster's back, clapped his hands and cheered.

Only then did everyone understand that it turned out that Chen Yang had understood the artistic conception of the wind, which was why he was so fast.

"The artistic conception of the wind, hum, boy, no wonder you are so arrogant, it turns out you are a genius."

Lu Dengfeng locked his eyes on Chen Yang, with murderous intent in his eyes.

The poisonous mist was avoided just now, but the punch missed again.

He felt very embarrassed when he failed to kill a kid who was just in the early stage of the fake house.

"In that case, let me show you my artistic conception."

Lu Dengfeng gave a cold shout and wanted to release his artistic conception.

But suddenly, he noticed that his consciousness was experiencing weak fluctuations, as if he had been impacted by an external force.

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