Medical Martial God

The Wraith python was embarrassed in the air, and it was full of resentment. It looked down at the tiny ants in front of it, and its eyes were filled with undisguised ruthlessness and indifference.

Since it was cultivated and refined by people, it has devoured countless vitality and vitality. Now it is the first time to expose its original appearance to people's sight.

At this moment, it didn't know how powerful it was, and the whole body of resentment spread out, almost covering up the entire hall.

"Booming ..."

Its huge giant tail slammed suddenly, as if a sharp knife cut the whole room from the center position into two halves, and then flew out by it ...

The dark sky of the outside world was completely exposed to Ye Xuan and Xue Xinchen, the old Tibetan sword, and Yun Lan's sight, which made them look dignified to the extreme.

The Wraith turned into a Wraith Python, at least ten times more powerful, like a huge black dragon traversing the sky and swallowing the clouds.

"How ... how could it be so strong?"

A trembling and gaunt voice came from Lan Tianwang's mouth.

The scene in front of him has already exceeded his cognition, his expectations and his imagination.

Before, he did not believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, but now this transversal and resentful python tells him clearly that there are many wonders in the world, and there will always be many unknown human beings.

For example, the Wraith Python is one of them.

"Get ready to get started!"

Feeling the breath and power of this resentful python, Ye Xuan's look also became more dignified, and a low voice came from his mouth.

In the face of this powerful and sorrowful python, Ye Xuanke did not intend to go alone, and was not sure.

"Roar!"

Seems to understand Ye Xuan's words, the wicked python's eyes flickered fiercely, an angry roar uttered in his mouth, the giant tail swayed, and opened his huge mouth to bite Ye Xuan at super fast speed .

"Do it!"

"Burning Dragon!"

When he saw this, Ye Xuan looked cold, and angry words came from his mouth.

At the moment his words fell, he thought about it, clenched his right hand into a fist, and the fierce and terrifying energy at his feet broke out, turning his body into a cannonball, rushing towards the Wraith Python with super fast speed, and his fist whistled. Smash it out.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Ye Xuan's fist was heavily hit on the head of the Wraith Python, but it did not cause any harm to it at all, just stopped its momentum.

Its rhombus-shaped pupil stared at Ye Xuan coldly, and opened his mouth violently. A column of energy condensed from endless resentment spurted out of its mouth and struck Ye Xuan.

Wraith breathes!

"Boom!"

Ye Xuan's face changed drastically, thinking about it, moving out to the side, avoiding the breath of resentment.

Everything that was hit by the breath of the Wraith was completely eroded, and the entire rear wall was blasted and cracked into a huge cave, and the ground cracked into a thick gully and crack.

A big tree outside the house was hit by the breath of the Wraith, and it was corroded into nothingness on the spot. No leaf was left and no longer exists.

The attacking power of this Wraith Python was so horrible that Ye Xuan was frightened.

"Roar!"

The attack failed, and a scream roared from the Wraith Python, biting Ye Xuan again.

At this time, the attack of Xue Xinchen, the old Tibetan sword, and Yun Lan, the weapon master, came at this moment.

Xue Xinchen's invisible strength on his fist turned into a mad lion's head and wrapped his fist. He was violently smashed and punched out against the seven-inch body part of the Wraith Python.

Xingyiquan!

"Boom!"

Xue Xinchen's fist fell on the body of Wraith Python, sounding like a thunderous explosion, and the power of terror swarmed from his fist without any reservation and was poured into the body of Wraith Python. There was a terrible cry in his mouth.

"Alas ..."

The Wraith Python is about to flick its tail toward Xue Xinchen, but the figure of the old Tibetan sword appears strangely on Xue Xinchen's side. He doesn't know when he has a soft sword in his hand.

At the moment the python's tail was drawn, he yanked his soft sword.

The sharp and dazzling Jianguang bloomed at this moment.

Xingyi sword drawing!

"Well ..."

"Roar……"

The screams screamed loudly, and the giant tail of the resentful python surrounded by resentment was chopped off by the dazzling sword light. It fell on the ground like a snake and twisted wildly, emitting a lot of black gas. .

The tail was cut off, and the annoying python was very angry. He opened his huge mouth and exposed the sharp fangs and bite towards the old man with Tibetan sword. He saw it swallowed up, but the weapon master Yun Lan shot suddenly at this moment. .

"Booming ..."

The white satin flew out of her sleeve robe, ran towards the resenting python at a super fast speed, smashed on its skull, causing it to attack and move out to the side, and finally bit into the bookcase next to it. , Engulfing the entire bookcase, it can be described as vigorous and extremely fierce.

The resentful python was about to take action. The weapon master Yun Lan's sleeves slammed, and a large amount of white satin rushed out. He wrapped the resentous python's head around and allowed it to struggle. The cold voice turned from "Let's do it now!" Came out of her mouth.

With her words falling, the old man of the Tibetan sword slammed his feet, and his body leapt up. His energy was poured into the soft sword, which made the soft sword jump straight and sharp. He stabbed at the left eye of the venomous python go with.

Ye Xuan also flew out at this moment. The bright black light erupting from the soul-breaking sword in the hand deprived the vision of the Wraith Python, and at the same time, the soul-breaking sword was instantly transformed into a soul-breaking sword. Ye Xuan held it in his hand and turned towards resentment. The right eye of the spirit python goes!

If Ye Xuan and the old Tibetan sword hit, the Wraith Python would have to be seriously injured even if it was not dead.

"Roar!"

Seeing that the sword in the hands of the old man with Tibetan sword and Ye Xuan was about to pierce into the eyes of the Wraith Python, the fierce light in his eyes flickered, opened his mouth sharply, and blasted the energy column with endless resentment from his mouth. Out ...

Wraith breathes!

"Damn!"

Faced with the sudden breath of the Wraith Python, the faces of the old Tibetan sword and Ye Xuan could not help but drastically change, thinking about it, and resolutely withdrawing the offensive, the energy in the body rushed, blocking the weapon in front.

"Booming ..."

In the next moment, the elderly Tibetan sword and Ye Xuan were hit by the resentment breath at the same time. Their bodies flew out like two artillery shells, smashed the wall of the room, and smashed into the courtyard in the distance. There was a dull noise.

"Flip-flops ..."

A trace of blood flowed down the corner of their mouths.

Fortunately, Ye Xuan only had a slight wound in his body, and at the critical moment he wrapped his body with his magic gas, blocking most of the impact of resentment.

The Tibetan sword old man was not so lucky. His shirt was rotten by the grievances, and his body was covered with bloodstains, his hair was exuding, and he looked particularly embarrassed, and his face was extremely ugly.

Looking up at the fierce resentful python fighting with Yun Lan and Xue Xinchen fiercely, the strong murderous intention in the eyes of the old man with Tibetan sword flashed.

"Animal, you must kill you today!"

The sound of strong anger came from the mouth of the old Tibetan sword.

"Booming ..."

As his words fell, he rushed again with his sword against the resentful python ...

"You hold on for three minutes!"

As for Ye Xuan, he didn't do it again, but stared intently at the majestic python who thought about it, but was thinking about how to quickly suppress it ...

"Well ..."

"Oh!"

In the backyard of the Lan family, the elderly Tibetan sword, the weapon master Yun Lan, and Xue Xinchen continued to besiege the Wraith Python, and the terrible energy continued to spread from the center of their battle.

As the dull collision sounded, the loft where they were was constantly shattered in their battles and gradually ceased to exist ...

Although the Tibetan sword old man, weapon master Yun Lan and Xue Xinchen are all very powerful, and their attack power is extremely lethal, their attacks cannot cause substantial damage to the Wraith Python. After all, this guy is not a real entity ...

It's the endless resentment!

The old Tibetan sword, Xue Xinchen, Yun Lan, the three of them to siege most of their siege by it, only to bear a small part, and as the fierce fighting, the guy tirelessly, more and more brave, let the Xue Xinchen, the old Tibetan sword, and Yun Lan, the weapon master, gradually became somewhat unsupported.

The huge movements here even attracted many guards of the Lan family, ghosts, blood guards, and the Quartet ghosts and goddesses. When they saw the huge Wraith Python, they couldn't help but be shocked, showing in their eyes. Deeply shocked.

"This ... what exactly happened here?"

"Damn, what the **** is that python?"

"How could that stuff be so black and so fierce, that even Xue Lao and their opponents didn't join their opponents?"

Looking at the Wraith Python that completely occupied the upper hand, the sound of strong shock and mischief came from the mouths of many guards.

"What are you all doing? Don't hurry to help!"

Seeing this, Xue Xinchen was angry and angry, with a burst of drinking in his mouth.

"kill!"

With his words falling down, many Lan family guards, ghost shadow blood guards, and the Quartet ghosts and gods all joined the battle, which made them feel better.

"what……"

"Well ..."

The screams of screams in the courtyard kept ringing one after another, and one guard after another was constantly being pumped down and falling into absolute serious injury under the attack of the Wraith Python.

Some of them even got into the body with resentment, and died as soon as possible, constantly struggling and screaming, letting the screaming and mourning sound in the courtyard.

"Roar!"

With the constant resentment of the Lan Family guards resentment and unwillingness to die, the resentment python became stronger and gained more power.

At some point, the angry voice of the angry python suddenly sounded, and its body swelled again, turning into a size of fifty feet, and a more terrifying and powerful breath spread from its body, sweeping in all directions ...

"Oh!"

"Boom!"

Xue Xinchen, the old Tibetan sword, and Yun Lan, the weapon master, bear the brunt of it. They couldn't hold it anymore, and sprayed a black blood in his mouth. They flew out like shells and fell to Ye Xuan ...

A large number of Lanjia guards and ghost ghost blood guards have also been turned over, even the Quartet ghosts are seriously injured at this moment, unable to fight again!

A huge whispering python traverses the sky and looks down at the many ants below, with a deafening roar in his mouth, announcing the victory of this battle ...

"Ahem ... Ye Xuan, have you thought of a way after so long?"

Looking at the impatient grudge python, the weapon master Yun Lan clutched his chest hard, resisting the severe pain from his body, and set his eyes on Ye Xuan beside him, and his words came out of the desert.

Xue Xinchen, the old man with Tibetan sword, and others also set their eyes on Ye Xuan at this moment.

After all, this thing was made by this guy ...

Now he is the only hope for the whole village.

"Relax, leave it to me!"

The answer to them was Ye Xuan's words full of self-confidence.