Medical Martial God

Under the dark night, the merciless killings proceeded quietly.

The huge death legion has been defeated by Ye Xuan's relentless slaughter, and the losses are heavy!

The Death Corps, which numbered as many as four hundred people, has survived with fewer than thirty people left. It made the deputy commander's scissors look extremely ugly, and completely lost the former arrogant look of pride. Angry growl: "A bunch of useless waste, give me back!"

His words let the members of the deadly legion, who were lucky enough to survive, be pardoned, and crawled back behind him, breathing heavily.

"Rusty ..."

As for Ye Xuan, he was unscathed, holding the sword-breaking sword face toward the scissor with no expression, and the monstrous magical energy gathered in front of him like a black demon dragon, making him full of a demon's demon-like magic, She has also felt a huge crisis.

"Let's go together and kill him!"

The next moment, the soles of his feet were violently slashed, and fierce and powerful energy broke out on his soles, pushing his body into a wild cow and rushing towards Ye Xuan.

At the same time, the seven figures that stood quietly behind him, exuding a powerful breath, also rushed out with Ye Xuan and started a siege towards Ye Xuan.

The angle and orientation of their attacks were particularly weird and tricky, and they cut off all the retreats of Ye Xuan in a pinch. The frightening power of the fists burst out and smashed at Ye Xuan. The cold anger was from their mouths. Out from here.

"Seven Injuries!"

These seven guys were actually proficient in Kunlun's Seven Injury Boxing, which was beyond Ye Xuan's expectations.

The killing power of this boxing is particularly horrible and powerful. It has a meaning of killing an enemy by one thousand and harming 800. However, seven of them showed up in Ye Xuan carelessly.

This is the rhythm that is necessary to completely kill Ye Xuan to make Ye Xuan look cold!

The seven iron fists screamed with horrific and mighty power. The air burst along the way, spreading all over the place, people felt inexplicable pressure, and even a sense of suffocation.

Even Ye Xuan felt a strong crisis, but at this moment, he could not escape at all!

Since you can't hide, then it depends on who is moving!

Ye Xuan's eyes were killing, and he made a decision instantly!

At the moment when seven fists carrying strong killing fist fell, his body spun violently, his legs were enchanted, and his whip legs whistled and pumped out.

Thirty-six wind thunder kick!

"Well ..."

The next moment, the dull collision sounded loudly, but the backbone of the death legion that sieged against Ye Xuan's seven-injured fist was drawn lightningly by Ye Xuan's whip leg, spraying a lot of blood in his mouth and flying backwards. Go out!

"Dora ..."

At the moment when their bodies were flying backwards, Ye Xuan flung out the Soulbreaker sword in his hand, and the chain wrapped around the Soulbreaker sword was caught in his hands and slammed, causing the Soulbreaker to spin horizontally. Out.

The sound of the long sword slicing through the flesh and cutting the throat sounded.

The skulls of the backbones of the seven dead legions quietly flew up, and bright red blood spurted from their broken necks.

"Hybrid, die!"

This scene fell in Jian's eyes and made him look very different. Obviously, he didn't expect that he only deliberately slowed down and let the seven subordinates come first. He seized the timing and the gap from the side and gave Ye Xuan a fatal blow. In such an instant, Ye Xuan killed the seven subordinates under his seat instantly, making him furious.

He appeared behind Ye Xuan as a wild lion with a burning flame. A sharp long knife emerged in his hand, and he cut off the head of Ye Xuan with a bright sword, and a furious roar came out of his mouth.

"Death to death!"

The speed of cutting is very fast, the power is too strong.

The long knife hasn't fallen yet, and the horrifying pressure raised is to tear Ye Xuan's frontal shirt out of a hole. There is a sense of crisis in his back.

The strength of this scissor is indeed extremely powerful, far above Master Xue Xinchen!

"Ding!"

At the time of the crisis, he saw that the sharp knife was about to fall on Ye Xuan's body, but Ye Xuan looked cold, and his shape spun sharply, causing the sharp knife to cut against his face and chopped it. A groove was drawn on the ground.

"Oh!"

At the same time, Ye Xuan shook the lacquered black chain in her hands, her body exploded, and she made an invincible appearance and wanted to distance herself from the scissors!

"Want to escape? Is it possible?"

Seeing the situation, the cut-outs in the eyes of Jian Xie were like a tiger swooping and chasing Ye Xuan, but he did not notice that the soul-breaking sword behind him that had just been thrown and killed by Ye Xuan was in Ye. Xuan stabbed at his back heart under the manipulation of the chain.

Ye Xuan receded dozens of meters in a row, and the chasing shears forced him into the corner. He had to stop and watch the proud scissor opening his face and waving his sword to cut off his head.

"No way to escape? Boy! That's the case, then go to **** for me!"

Seeing that Ye Xuan had no way back, there was a thick ecstasy and bloodthirsty on his face, and he held the knife in both hands and cut off at Ye Xuan at a faster speed!

"Dora ..."

Seeing that the long knife in his hand was about to be cut off on Ye Xuan's head, the original despair and flustered Ye Xuan suddenly gave him a smile ...

The next moment, Jian's figure suddenly solidified.

The sharp soul-splitting sword pierced through his back and pierced his chest, leaving his body solidified to stand on the spot, but he could not feel the slightest pain ...

what happened?

Why can't my knife go down?

Why does he laugh?

At this moment, many thoughts came to mind.

"Well ..."

It wasn't until his body shuddered and a black blood spurted from his mouth that he gradually returned to his senses and felt the pain coming from his chest ...

He bowed his head hard and looked towards his chest, but what appeared to him was a sharp sword that had his body in his body, making his pupils sharply pinpointed ...

How ... how could this be?

When did this sword pierce into my body?

I ... am I going to die?

With endless doubts and unwillingness, She's feet softened, her body "plopped", and fell heavily to the ground, dying on the spot.

"Deputy Head!"

Looking at the fallen scissor, the members of the death legion who were fortunate to survive, could not help but change their faces, screaming sternly ...

However, I didn't get any response!

"Rusty ..."

Ye Xuan pulled the soul-breaking sword out of Xiu's body, and carried it to the many surviving members of the death army with expressionless expressions ...

"Dora ..."

"what……"

The next moment, the sound of the sword breaking through the flesh and the screams of screams kept ringing.

A moment later, the screams came to an abrupt end!

All members of the death corps who participated in the siege of the Dragon Club headquarters were killed.

After destroying all the people in the group, Ye Xuan turned to the mad iron line who was seriously injured and used the thirteen needles to help him heal. Then the two men rescued the members of the mad dragon club who had survived and were seriously injured. ...

However, at this moment, the voice of the drama was quietly coming from the gate of the Crazy Dragon Club headquarters, so that Ye Xuan and Crazy Iron's eyes were stunned, and their eyes were full of coldness.

"This is the Trash Dragon Club?"

PS: Unconsciously, one year has passed, and Chinese New Year has passed! Thank you brothers for your company, I wish you all a Happy New Year and all the best!