Urban magic doctor

While the two Tumen disciples were talking, Tumen deacon Wei Kun did not speak, but put his hands behind his back and looked at Chen Yang and the others calmly.

He was here to suppress the formation. In his opinion, there was no need for him to take action unless it came to a critical moment.

Even if Zhao Tianxing was killed, he was still full of confidence.

After all, he is a true two-star ninth-level cultivator, much stronger than the eighth-level Zhao Tianxing.

Wang Bing gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Kang, Xu Wan, I want to know, Junior Sister He and I were forced to do nothing, why did the sect insist on executing us?"

The arrogant Xu Wan showed disdain and said, "Because you have lost Tumen's face."

Wang Bing frowned, shook his head and said, "Well, if that's the case, then I'd rather follow Chen Yang. At least, he won't abandon me when I'm in danger."

"Haha, you two are indeed traitors." Xu Wan sneered.

He Jing finally couldn't hold it back and said hurriedly: "No, we are not traitors. We were forced to surrender to Chen Yang."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang and Wang Bing's expressions changed slightly, and they both looked at He Jing in surprise.

The good impression that He Jing had finally regained disappeared once again in Chen Yang's heart.

Wang Bing hurriedly advised: "Junior Sister He, why are you..."

"I am a Tumen disciple. I was forced to do so..."

He Jing wanted to continue talking, but suddenly thought of the oath she had sworn to follow the sky, and immediately stopped talking, not daring to say more.

The simplest point of the content of Xuntian's oath is to obey Chen Yang's orders and be loyal to Chen Yang.

So, if Chen Yang asked her to commit suicide, she would either do it or be punished by heaven.

Either way, she will die.

Therefore, when the critical moment came, she did not dare to cause Chen Yang's dissatisfaction.

Looking at He Jing's nervous and frightened look, Xu Wan smiled and said: "It seems that Junior Sister He has something to hide, and she is fundamentally different from the traitor Wang Bing. In this case, when we return to Tumen, we can help You beg for mercy.”

He Jing glanced sideways at Chen Yang, and seeing that Chen Yang's expression was calm, her tense heart relaxed a little.

However, Wei Kun interrupted Xu Wan's words and said: "Wang Bing and He Jing have brought shame on the sect. They must die. This is an order from above. No one can replace the sect and forgive them." Any one of them.”

Upon hearing this, He Jing's face turned pale.

Xu Wan shrugged with an indifferent expression and said, "Junior Sister He, I'm sorry, I can't help you either."

Wei Kun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said: "Don't waste time. The two of you tell Chen Yang's whereabouts first, and then commit suicide immediately. Otherwise, I will take action myself."

Wang Bing's expression remained unchanged: "We were separated from Chen Yang just now. Now we don't know where he has gone?"

"snort."

Wei Kun snorted coldly, took a step forward with his right foot, and a powerful aura was released, covering an area of ​​several thousand meters.

The momentum was as substantial as a huge cloud oppressing the sky, and like a mountain falling down, making people feel huge pressure both in their hearts and bodies.

As he stepped out, although there was no change on the ground, there was a loud rumble from the ground.

Immediately afterwards, all the houses within a radius of five thousand meters collapsed, sinking deep into the ground, and were completely razed to the ground.

Smoke and dust rose up, but they were pressed tightly to the ground by the seemingly tangible momentum.

Suddenly, the surrounding area became open.

However, Wei Kun, who was standing on this flat land of thousands of meters, was only one person tall, but he was like a giant thousands of meters tall, occupying this flat land and making people look up at him.

The cultivators in the distance were all filled with fear of Wei Kun and continued to retreat, fearing that a battle would break out later and they would be affected.

"This is the power of the two-star ninth level!"

Seeing this, Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but worry whether Qiuqiu was Wei Kun's opponent.

After all, Qiuqiu has not undergone systematic training, all powers are innate, and he has not even practiced the Star Technique.

In such a primitive state, there must be some shortcomings when fighting against Wei Kun.

"Wang Bing, since you said you don't know where Chen Yang is, let me ask you, who is the old man behind you?"

Wei Kun was aggressive and questioned Wang Bing.

"Sir, please leave quickly."

Wang Bing's expression remained unchanged. After secretly transmitting the message to Chen Yang, he said to Wei Kun: "I don't know the old man behind me either..."

"Wang Bing, please step back. I am the boss and I cannot let you take responsibility."

Before Wang Bing could finish speaking, Chen Yang patted Wang Bing on the shoulder and interrupted him with a nod.

Wang Bing was stunned, with a worried look on his face, and hurriedly said to Chen Yang: "Master, I..."

"I think I'm lucky to have such a good subordinate like you."

Chen Yang smiled at Wang Bing, and squeezed Wang Bing's shoulder with his right hand. The door of the small world in his palm was attractive. Before Wang Bing could recover, he fell into the small world of Wrath of the Sky.

"What is this place?"

Wang Bing looked at the vast mountains around him and said in surprise.

In the void, Chen Yang's voice sounded: "You are my subordinate, and I will naturally not let you take risks. Don't worry, leave the rest to me."

Wang Bing's eyes narrowed for a moment, and he was strongly touched in his heart. He hurriedly said: "Sir, I know you have a demon tribe to help you, but the strength of that demon tribe may not be..."

"Young man, needless to say, if Chen Yang asked you to die, he would no longer be Chen Yang."

Before Wang Bing could finish speaking, a familiar voice sounded from the grass next to him.

Wang Bing turned around and saw a ball rolling out of the grass.

When the ball stopped, spread out its limbs and snored, Wang Bing realized that it was the demon dog called Cannon.

"I……"

Wang Bing wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

He suddenly found that he was really impressed by Chen Yang.

He is willing to serve this lord.

"Dad, dad..."

A voice sounded from the jungle, and a bigger ball jumped out, scaring Wang Bingyiyi.

This ball is exactly Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu grabbed the cannon and put it on his head, raised his eyes and shouted: "Dad, dad..."

Cannon lazily patted Qiuqiu's head, closed his eyes and said, "Don't make any noise, sleep for a while, I'm going out to help Chen Yang fight soon, I have to recharge my batteries."

Wang Bing took a deep look at the cannon, a firm look flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to have made a decision.

In the vast open space of Ming City, Wang Bing suddenly disappeared, surprising everyone.

"Huh?"

Wei Kun raised his eyebrows, looked at the old man opposite and said, "Where is Wang Bing? Where has he gone?"

"It does not matter."

Chen Yang brushed his right hand across his face, and his face recovered.

Seeing this, Wei Kun showed murderous intent and shouted: "It's really you, Chen Yang!"