Medical Sovereign

Although Fairy Chi Xiao couldn't move her body, her beautiful eyes were full of anger, she gritted her teeth and cursed: "Qi Kill, you are really shameless and despicable, even using such rogue methods, are you still a man?"

Qi Sha raised her exquisite chin, looked at her flustered eyes and smiled evilly: "Whether I am a man or not, you have to try it."

"You... don't mess around, my holy doctor will not let you go."

Fairy Chi Xiao was really scared, and threatened in a panic.

Seven kills raised his eyebrows, revealing a meaningful look: "I didn't expect you to be so old, but you are still a baby. Not bad, not bad, let me pick up a big deal."

"You are only so old. This fairy is not yet seventy years old, so she may not be much older than you, right?"

After all, women are very concerned about age. Hearing that Qi Sha said that she was old, he immediately became angry and roared angrily.

Sixty years old is definitely an old woman for ordinary people, but for a real martial arts expert with a lifespan of 150 years, it is the best moment in life, which is equivalent to three years for ordinary people. teens.

"It's not that big, it's just ten years older."

Qi Sha showed a sneering smile, Xuanyuan Ao thought he was such a genius, but Qi Sha was not bad, he had already become a master-level powerhouse at his age.

"You...you are only in your thirties?"

Fairy Chixiao's face changed, she was extremely proud of several geniuses like Xuanyuan Ao who came out of the holy doctor school, and she couldn't help but underestimate the heroes of the world, but she never thought that there would be such geniuses in the turbid world figure.

"How old I am has nothing to do with you!"

Qi Sha gave her a cold look, and walked away on his own, he didn't have time to spend time with her.

What he didn't say was that among the second generation of outstanding disciples of the Guoshifu, the biggest Tanlang was only in his early forties, Pojun was thirty-nine this year, and he was only thirty-five years old this year, younger than Xuanyuan Ao I'm two years old.

Fairy Chixiao stared blankly at his back, her beautiful eyes were full of complexities, and she whispered in a low voice: "How is it possible? A grand master in his thirties, even geniuses like Xuanyuan Ao, if there is no sect With the full support of resources, it is impossible to break through the real martial arts realm at this age."

Geniuses, the reason why they are geniuses, is because they have cultivation aptitude far beyond ordinary people and cultivation speed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Xuanyuan Ao's aptitude is not the best among the young generation of Holy Sword Villa, but he is the most beloved young son of the sect master, and he is a genius heaped up with massive resources.

But it is undeniable that Xuanyuan Ao's aptitude is also one in a million, otherwise, the owner of the Holy Sword Villa is not ignorant of the principle of plucking seedlings to encourage growth, so how could he not lay a solid foundation for him.

Similarly, the geniuses piled up with resources are too immature compared with the seven kills who have experienced many battles and are often struggling on the death line.

Perhaps Xuanyuan Ao will win the competition between the two in the arena. After all, ancient warriors have great advantages compared to martial arts, and they have many means to assist in fighting, such as spirit weapons, talismans, spirit armor, spirit beasts and so on.

But if it is a life-and-death fight, the one who survives must be the seven kills. This is the biggest difference between the flowers in the greenhouse and the weeds that have survived the wind and frost.

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Ding Ning fought very easily, and cooperated with the zombies very well. His every move seemed to be powerful, but in fact, he didn't waste any energy at all.

Facing zombies, a rare species that is invulnerable to swords and guns and does not even have a soul, even Zhanhun Dao is useless, which makes him very depressed.

The Mosquito has nothing to do with it, can you expect a zombie without sanity to suck blood for the Mosquito?

As for the God-eating Insect, it's even more honest not to come out and show embarrassment. After all, zombies don't even have souls, so how could they have mental fluctuations.

On the contrary, the little ghost head who had been silent in his body for a long time, and could only be effective when he used the nine ghosts and thirteen needles, gave Ding Ning an unexpected surprise.

The little ghost head is usually very quiet, but after the zombies appear, it conveys a strong desire, which makes Ding Ning very surprised.

After trying to release the little devil's head, he didn't expect that this guy happily got into the zombie's body, so the zombie became a puppet of the devil's head and became Ding Ning's pet.

Tired and half dead, Ding Ning was elated. Although he didn't know why Zhai Ying and these nagging guys were procrastinating for time, he happily sang a double reed with the zombies and faked beeping, taking the opportunity to recover the energy he had consumed before.

Feeling the slow recovery of physical strength, Ding Ning secretly regretted it. It seems that the matter of alchemy needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible, otherwise the natural recovery speed will be too slow.

After getting the Yanlong Cauldron, he tried to refine pills a few times, but because he didn't have fire control skills, he stumbled and scrapped a lot of pills. Fortunately, they were all human-level pills, and the ingredients used were not precious. It doesn't feel bad either.

It wasn't until he tried to control the Nine Nether Fires to concoct alchemy. After refining more than a dozen batches of pills, he finally mastered the law of alchemy, controlled the heat, and refined several batches of human-level top-quality pills.

It's a pity that the human-level pills are useless to him, so he simply throws them to Mavericks and his family. For ordinary people, those pills that he doesn't care about are magic pills. The parents of Mavericks and others The elders are all rejuvenated now, looking like middle-aged people, and it is estimated that there will be no problems in living another seventy or eighty years.

Earth-level elixirs are only useful to warriors. Ding Ning has always cared about the medicinal materials, and he never refined them until he was absolutely sure of controlling the Nine Nether Fires.

But during the battle, he realized that an earth-level elixir that restores physical strength may become a life-saving treasure during the battle, so he made up his mind to start refining the earth-level elixir immediately after this disaster .

Wu Liduo yawned, watching Ding Ning and the zombies fighting back and forth with great interest, and the four elders of the Witch Demon Sect also changed from being fully alert, to dragging their cheeks at the moment, with a look on their faces A loveless expression.

The zombie's physical body is very strong, and Ding Ning's physical body is not weak. There is no martial arts competition, and there is no gorgeous spell competition. The two of you just punch me and I kick you. It's too unspectacular.

Even street hooligan fights are more interesting than their fights. At least they often break their arms and legs, and have a scoop on their head. At least they look a little bloody.

But the fight between these two guys is like a collision of bulls. It looks huge and earth-shattering, but after the collision, nothing happens, and then they collide again, and nothing happens...

In a word, shit is so boring, they all want to possess zombies, kill Ding Ning three times five times, and finish the job, so as to save the worry here.

But that old fellow Zhai Ying watched with gusto, and cheered loudly from time to time. If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't afford to offend the corpse gang, they really wanted to say mmp, have you ever fought?

But I don't know that Zhai Ying is also suffering, and I muttered to myself, why the fuck didn't come, the feeling of waiting for the knife to fall on the head is not as good as giving it a knife, it's too much suffering .

Ding Ning was also muttering in his heart, Luo Zhicheng had notified his superiors a long time ago, it has been almost half an hour, how come no one has come yet, are all the people in the Guoshifu asleep?

Even if the National Scholars Office doesn't come, if someone from the 17th Bureau, the Religious Bureau, or the National Security Bureau comes to notify me, I'll be sure. There must be rules for fighting or fleeing, right?

Fortunately, Luo Zhicheng finally summoned a group of subordinates. According to Ding Ning's arrangement, Liu Sheng Qiandai asked Luo Zhicheng's subordinates to arrange all these young masters and young ladies to stay in a hotel, after all, send them back to the coma. Home, who knows what kind of misunderstanding will arise.

After they were safely sent away, Ding Ning strictly ordered Liu Sheng Qiandai and Luo Zhicheng to go first. With no more worries, he completely let go of his heart, and fought while looking for opportunities to escape.

Yes, even if he ran away, facing the siege of two peak Tianwu and four late Tianwu, even if the zombies turned against them, he would not be able to defeat them with any confidence.

Not to mention that he doesn't have the integrity of a warrior, even if he had the integrity of a warrior, he would not fight this uncertain battle stupidly. The only thing that worries him is that if these guys are not eliminated, there will be no peace in the future. .

So he tried his best to delay the time, expecting a certain master from the National Scholars Mansion to show off his power and kill all these guys, so as to prevent future troubles forever.

In his longing, finally... a person came.

However, what made him almost regret it was that the person who came was not the rescuer he was expecting, but his enemy.

Feng Jiu, a very common name, but it makes people palpitate, because he is a member of the Feng family and a strong man in the real martial arts realm.

His purpose of coming here is very simple, to teach Ding Ning a good lesson for Feng Nier, the eldest lady of the Feng family, and take away the nonexistent spirit treasure by the way.

After all, since her debut, the young lady of the Feng family has never lost such a big face. She was beaten black and swollen by a secular person, which made the Feng family lose face.

Ding Ning was furious with hatred. If he had known that Feng Ni'er was so narrow-minded, he would not let her go back without saying anything. He would have killed her on the spot. Anyway, the Feng family would inevitably want revenge.

You must know that Wu Liduo was afraid of Zhai Ying, but Feng Jiu didn't take Zhai Ying seriously. As soon as he came up, he first knocked the zombies into the air, then broke Ding Ning's arm with a punch, and broke his leg with a kick, making him There is no chance to run if you want to run.

In fact, Ding Ning wrongly blamed Feng Nier. Although he made Feng Nier feel ashamed, Feng Nier really didn't want to take revenge on him. It can be regarded as a debt of love to Ding Ning.

But the ancestors of the Feng family didn't want to, their precious granddaughter was beaten, if this situation is brought back, what will the Feng family's face be?

Therefore, Feng Jiu, who was secretly thinking about Lingbao, took the initiative to ask Ying to vent her anger for the eldest lady and find a place for Feng's family.

As a result, he went to Ninghai to search for several days before he found Ding Ning's address. When he was planning to break in to find Ding Ning at night, he accidentally saw the news and realized that Ding Ning had come to Yanjing. He immediately rushed over without stopping. Unexpectedly, when he was looking for Ding Ning's traces everywhere, he found that Ding Ning was being besieged by people. This made him overjoyed.

He really did what he said, he just taught Ding Ning a lesson and interrupted his every hand and foot. If it was normal, such an injury would be insignificant, and Ding Ning would not take it to heart.

But the problem is, there are six guys waiting to take his life, so Ding Ning hates Feng Jiu and the Feng family at the moment.

With fierce eyes shining, he glared at Feng Jiu viciously: "If I, Ding Ning, don't die today, one day, I will cut your body into thousands of pieces, and Mie Feng's family will be full."

"You are not big, and your tone is not small. My Feng family is waiting for you."

Feng Jiu shrugged indifferently. Although Ding Ning's eyes made him feel a little palpitating, he didn't think Ding Ning could survive tonight at all.

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