Chapter 94 The Myth Doctor's Ghost See

The scene of tens of thousands of soaring martial artists kneeling in the posture of worship is very spectacular. However, in addition to the shadows of the people kneeling in this layer, the figure standing on the top of the small building is very eye-catching at this time.

Fengyun Wuji almost saw this person at a glance: the head of the vast sword school, Baililang. When he flew up, Fengyun Wuji picked all the warriors in the world, came and went in a hurry, and retreated as soon as he was defeated, so that someone had seen his true face. At the beginning, because of the slow injury, Fengyun Wuji only made a cracking move of the world-famous vast swordsmanship, but did not pick up the mountain gate. Therefore, it indirectly made the vast gain a reputation and gradually became big.

The vast sword school was originally a big school, but because of the wind and clouds and the late injury of the former master, it was gradually respected by all factions on the mainland. After a hundred years, it finally held the bull's sharp ears of the martial arts, and its status was even above the Twilight Purple, the Northern Ice and the Southern Star Sword School Only the vast swords can have such a great appeal for this action.

Fengyun Wuji saw at a glance the hundred-mile wave that can not be affected by the realm of the Sword Emperor. Normally, with the cultivation of a hundred waves, it means that he has adventures and cultivation to the sky. As long as he practices Kendo, as long as his skills are not as good as Fengyun Wuji, he will be restricted

Hundreds of miles of waves must be strange! This idea almost appeared in Fengyun Wuji's mind in an instant. When his body moved, Fengyun Wuji had already energized to the waves of a hundred miles. Still before the fast body, Fengyun Wuji's strong consciousness had burst out, like a sharp cone to the waves of a hundred miles.

Baililang showed fear on his face and retreated repeatedly. He was hit by Fengyun Wuji's mind. His body shook, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth, and then he rushed down the northern ice cliff at a fast speed.

This situation is unexpected. With this divine attack, Fengyun Wuji thinks that he can't just shed a little blood. It's so simple to suffer a slight injury, but this is the truth. Seeing that the hundred miles of waves had rushed to the edge of the cliff of the Northern Ice Sword School, Fengyun Wuji could not allow him to leave so calmly. He shouted angrily and caught up with him. His right hand shook, and the fifth sword gallbladder in the world had already taken action.

The clouds floated under the cliff, and it had disappeared from everyone's sight. Baililang suddenly turned around, smiled strangely, took out a hand in his hand, and turned around.

Zhang!

The sound of Qingyue's gold and iron went straight into the sky, and hundreds of miles of waves came out a shuttle-like weapon, but I don't know what it was cast. With the sharpness of the fifth sword, it failed to cut him off. One hit was not hit, and the right hand was raised. The fifth sword gall took a tricky angle and cut it down again. At the same time, the left hand was raised, and countless blazing swords burst out at the fingertips, and the fingers were raised, and hundreds of dense swords were sent out at the same time.

Zhang!

It was another sound of gold and iron. The fifth sword gallbladder was added again, but the shuttle also showed a sword mark as deep as several inches. Although the hundred-mile wave was strangely tight, the hundreds of gas swords sent out by Fengyun Wuji were all in his body.

Baililang snorted, and several blood holes appeared on his body, but strangely, there was no blood burst out. His body was folded and he suddenly crashed into the mountain of the Northern Ice Sword School. The rumbling sound was endless. Baililang's body had completely disappeared in the mountain body where the Arctic Sword School was located.

Fengyun Wuji snorted coldly, and his consciousness burst out and quickly traced the trace of Baililang. Without hesitation, he directly bombarded the position of Baililang in the mountain with a sword.

Boom!

The sword spirit on the fifth sword gallbladder soared, and a long sword spirit broke through the sword and bombarded into the rock body with a blazing light. Wherever it passed, it blammed out a passage like a devastation, and it bombarded straight into the rock body and a hundred miles of waves.

Ah!

Baililang finally let out a scream, and when Fengyun Wuji was ready to chase further, Baililang used the power of the sword to break several miles away in the rock, and the divine consciousness connected to Baililang suddenly lost its sense of Baililang.

Fengyun Wuji is unwilling, and the divine consciousness extends within hundreds of thousands of kilometers, searching in the sky and the ground over and over again. However, no matter how attentive he is, there is one thing that can't be changed: the hundred miles of waves strangely disappeared in the wind and clouds's sense.

"In the sky, my name is Sword Emperor. In this plane, I used to be called Sword God. All the martial artists who have reached the realm of soaring obey the order. As a sword god, I ask you not to fly up within three months. You will know the reason in the future."

Fengyun Wuji gave up the tracking of Baililang, returned to the sky over the Northern Ice Sword School, and said the above in the frightened eyes of everyone. Then, no matter how they reacted, they directly fired and left the Northern Ice Sword School.

Whether everyone believes it or not, Fengyun Wuji believes that with his own sword cultivation, it is enough to make some people begin to doubt the lies of Baililang. Only that part of it is enough...

With a sweep of divine consciousness, Fengyun Wuji has found the ancient moon sky hidden behind the rock body on one side, but strangely, Fengyun Wuji just glanced coldly, and then went away in another direction.

The magic doctor is worried. This person claims to have the power of heaven, flesh and bones, life and death, but in contrast to this, this person's temper is also very strange. It depends on his preferences, and the person who needs to pay some strange price to be willing to be treated.

Shen Tu Mojun Helian Nanshan, in a carriage and rushed to the place where the magic doctor and ghosts lived, but found that he did not have access at all.

Ghosts are worried that this person concentrates on medical skills, but his martial arts are not high, but the advertisements involved. Where he lives, he has raised many poisonous insects and made a formation to protect his residence. Many poisonous insects, even those claimed to be born of the flood and famine, are extremely toxic. Even if the soaring person is bitten, it will be very embarrassing.

Not to mention how much energy Shen Tu Mojun spent to break through the poison array, if it hadn't been for the profound ability of Fengyun Wuji to temporarily shoot into his body, I'm afraid that Shen Tu is already a dead person now.

When he saw the ghost saw sorrow, the ghost saw Leng Ruoshuang at a glance, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. When Shen Tu Mojun was trying to save this person, the next few words made Shen Tu Mojun fall to the bottom.

"What did you exchange for me to save him?" The thin and obscene little old man asked with a sad smile.

Shen Tu Mojun was about to answer, but he was suddenly stunned. Is it money? Among the rich people who have been saved, there is no shortage of money. I had heard that he had saved a rich man at the cost of all his property.

Women? He is very sad for a long time. Although he is a famous doctor, he can't cure this inadvertent disease.

status? Even the top masters in the world dare not easily provoke this magic doctor to worry. Even with the fierceness of the demon king, he does not dare to easily offend the old man. There are too many people who owe him kindness in the world, especially in these years, there are more people who owe him kindness.

When he looked at the look of Shen Tu Mojun, his face suddenly changed. He shook his sleeves and went to the room: "Ask someone for treatment, but you can't get the medical fee. You'd better hire another wise person."

Shen Tu Mojun is really anxious, angry and helpless. As Shen Tu Mojun, no matter where he goes or eats, he has no family background at all. There is nothing he can do with, and it can also make the ghosts feel satisfied.

"What if I give you a hundred years of life?" A voice floated in from the outside, looking up, Feng Yun Wuji had already stepped into the room...