City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

Seeing that the Huang-level disciples in their respective sects died and injured too much, Yuanci, Qingxu, Wen Xiangrong, and Bian Xiqi let the weaker disciples of their own school retreat to the outside and wait for an opportunity to attack, and their four profound-level powerhouses, According to four aspects, they jointly attacked the white ape.

The four great Xuan-level junior martial artists joined forces and fought fiercely with the white ape who was comparable to the Xuan-level intermediate martial artists. The two sides fought equally and equally.

There was fierce fighting between the four martial arts disciples and the white ape, and Fang Bai in the small woods to the west was also lively.

With Fang Bai's eyesight, inferring the final result of this fierce battle, the victorious side will be the four main sects.

However, even if the four major factions win, it will be a tragic victory.

Up to now, the four main sects have killed or injured about 30 people and lost nearly one-third of their combat power.

Fang Bai could imagine that after the four main sects killed the white ape, they would definitely start a battle between the dragons and the tigers for the legacy of the heavenly martial artist, and there would probably not be a few people left.

And hiding in the dark will undoubtedly be the last beneficiary.

In fact, Fang Bai is now making a move, it shouldn't be too much effort to get the remains of a heavenly martial artist.

However, the four major sect disciples and Bai Yuan had already lost their eyes. If Fang Bai showed up at this time, he would immediately become the target of their group and besieged. It would be no small trouble if they were entangled.

So Fang Bai was not in a hurry, he wouldn't take the treasure easily before he was completely sure.

Whoosh--

Whoosh--

Whoosh--

The white ape, who was not reconciled to being surrounded and beaten by the four powerhouses such as Yuanci and Wen Xiangrong, suddenly became crazy, his body continued to rotate, and at the same time his feet were pressed against the ground and kicked out in series.

In the smoke and dust, the gravel under Bai Yuan's feet flew like rain, shooting at dozens of Four Martial Arts disciples surrounding Bai Yuan.

The stones were large and small, and they were kicked out by the white ape with all their strength. They contained great power. Even the four strongest men, such as Yuan Ci and Wen Xiangrong, did not dare to stand up and had to dodge in a hurry.

As soon as they hid, the dozens of disciples behind them fell unlucky.

puff--

puff--

The sound of stones coming into the flesh was endless, screams came and went one after another, and there were more than twenty Four Martial Arts disciples casualties.

Standing behind Yuanci, the two Huang-level martial artists, Wuzhen and Perception, were the first to bear the brunt. Under the attack of the stone rain, they were pierced through their chest and lower abdomen almost at the same time, and died instantly.

"Naughty animal, I will send you to Western Bliss!"

Seeing the tragic death of the two nephews, Yuan Cihu's eyes widened, thunderous, and let out a loud roar.

In the sound of his roar, he used the Buddhist lion roar magical power, and his breath broke out, turning into sound waves and blasting towards the white ape.

At the same time, the Zen stick in Yuanci's hand "sweeped across the army", swept towards the waist of the white ape.

Yuanci’s Buddhism lion roared like thunder on the ground, and the whole valley reverberated. The disciple of Yanyulou standing opposite Yuanci, weaker, pale, dizzy, and standing under the impact of the sound waves from him. Unsteady, sat on the ground.

Yuanci's stick was nearly two meters high and weighed more than a hundred catties. It was swept out by him with all his strength. The mighty and vigorous force seemed to be leveled by a hill in front of him.

Replaced by the three profound martial artists of Qingxu Daoist, Wen Xiangrong, and Bian Xiqi, facing the Zen stick that Yuanci swept over by Yuanci, he never dared to block hard, only dodge one way. .

However, the white ape stood proudly on the spot, motionless, until the stick was near his waist, and then suddenly stretched out his hand, and with one palm, he grasped Yuanci's stick abruptly.

Although Yuanci had a fat head, big ears and a burly figure, he was still a lot worse than the white ape who was nearly two meters tall.

Moreover, the strength of White Ape was intermediate to the profound level, while Yuanci was only the elementary stage of the profound level. Don't even think of it as a small gap, at least twice the strength.

One person and one ape belong to the power-type masters, and no matter from which aspect, Yuanci is obviously at a disadvantage.

Yuanci's stick was grasped by the white ape, and the sweeping force was suddenly blocked, and his whole body trembled by the counter-shock force from the white ape's side, and his mouth was in pain.

If Yuanci let go of the stick in time while being caught, he would not be injured, but he just gritted his teeth and did not loosen the stick. The tiger's mouth was cracked by the powerful counter-shock force, and one palm was dripping with blood.

Roar--

Bai Yuan also blurted out a roar suddenly.

Although its roar is not a technique, its impact on the disciples of the four major sects is more severe than that of Yuanci's Buddhism lion roar. The disciples below the yellow level at the scene all had ear drums roaring and it was difficult to stand firm.

Even Yuanci, who was directly opposite the white ape, had a momentary dizziness.

The duel between masters, the instant dizziness, is definitely a big flaw.

And this flaw is fatal.

At the moment Yuanci was dizzy, Bai Yuan's body rushed forward along the stick held in his hand, and the distance between Yuanci and Yuanci suddenly narrowed to about one meter, and then it made a straight punch and hit Yuanci's chest.

Poor Yuancitang, a Xuan-level martial artist, ranked among the top masters of Shaolin, was hit by a white ape to collapse his chest, his internal organs were broken, and he died on the spot.

Upon Yuanci's death, the remaining dozen Shaolin disciples at the scene lost their backbone and immediately lost their fighting spirit, and they retreated one after another.

The death of Yuanci and the withdrawal of Shaolin disciples increased the pressure on the disciples of the other three sects.

Although Qing Xu, Wen Xiangrong, Bian Xiqi and Yuan Ci are in harmony with each other, they are allies on the surface and opponents in secret, but the death of Yuan Ci inevitably makes them feel like a rabbit and a fox.

"Master Qingxu, Mr. Wen, we can no longer have any reservations. If we don't try our best, not only will we not get the treasure, we may also be defeated by this white beast, and all killed!"

Bian Xiqi suddenly said loudly.

He could see clearly that the Qingxu Daoist of Qingcheng Temple and Wen Xiangrong of Yanyulou had always used 10% of their strength against the White Ape and only 80% of their strength. The legacy of warriors.

Even Bian Xiqi himself only used 90% of his strength and kept one point.

Shaolin's Yuanci did his best, but it was a pity that he was killed by a punch by the white ape.

As soon as Yuanci died, Shaolin was equal to being out of this treasure hunt.

If the four profound level powerhouses of them had worked together just now, Yuanci might not have died, and the situation would not have been reduced to where it is now.

As soon as Yuanci died, the momentum of the four major sects dropped sharply, and the white ape immediately gained the upper hand and began to switch from active defense to active attack.

The four major sect disciples wanted to compete for the remains of the heavenly martial artist, arousing the fierceness and murder of the white monkey.

After it killed Yuanci, it became even more frenzied. It seemed that it wanted to kill all the four major disciples at the scene, and the attack became more and more fierce.