Medical Martial God

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If people didn't understand Ye Xuan's words "being handsome but not three seconds", then they finally understood the meaning of Ye Xuan's sentence when they saw Leng Aotian who vomited blood.

Just now he was saying that Leng Aotian was handsome for three seconds.

And it turns out that Leng Aotian did not look handsome for three seconds.

When he was handsome until the third second, he spit out blood in a big mouth, letting him stand tall and handsome in people's hearts, the handsome and handsome image instantly collapsed.

However, people don't understand what Ye Xuan has done to Leng Aotian just now, this guy will suddenly become so embarrassed.

"Brother Aotian!"

"Brother Aotian!"

"Brother Aotian, how are you?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was languishing for a moment, Leng Aotian who vomited blood, Leng Qingguo, Haotian ghost knife, their faces could not help but change, and rushed to Leng Aotian to support his body, his mouth was concerned The words came out.

They never thought that Leng Aotian would suddenly look like this.

"Ahem ... I'm fine, but I've been hit hard!"

Leng Aotian stretched out his palm and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth. He stared at Ye Xuan coldly, and answered coldly.

"How's it going?"

Looking at Leng Aotian's embarrassing weakness, Ye Xuan stretched a lazy waist lazily and said slackly.

The third martial art of yin and yang is not only a physical attack, but also a dual attack combining spirit and soul.

Although Leng Aotian seems to have blocked Ye Xuan ’s palm stiffly, he did not stop the spiritual and soul attacks contained in Ye Xuan ’s palm, which caused his spirit to be severely damaged, and then suddenly He was hemorrhaged occasionally.

"I confess, it's my intention, and it's been a bit of a trough for you! I did not expect that your attack contained a powerful mental attack just now. The repressed handprints are just covering the eyes and hitting the West!"

"However, Ye Xuan, do you think I will eat this again for such a loss?"

Leng Aotian stared venomously at Ye Xuan, and Moran's words came out of his mouth.

"I want you to die today, even if the Red Emperor is here, I won't be able to save you. After all, she herself said that only younger generations are allowed to take action on you, so ... you are unfortunate today!"

With Leng Aotian's words falling, his waist was leaning, his body was shocked, and he secretly urged the secret method. At this moment, the energy between heaven and earth poured into his body continuously, so that his debilitating momentum was renewed. Become stronger, and the injuries sustained on the body are recovering at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

"I'm unfortunate? Do you think you can fight me again because of your status now?"

Hearing Leng Aotian's words, the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth could not help but raise a slight arc, a sneer appeared on his face, and a voice of indifferent words came from his mouth.

Before waiting for Leng Aotian to speak, Ye Xuan glanced at the apartment hotel not far away and continued, "I know that you have the secret to healing and improving your strength, but if you are still mentally hurt for the so-called face, If you fought with me, I would sacrifice to the end. However, if you die or you are abandoned because of major sequelae, then the old things behind you don't suddenly come out to kill me, I see them. It's tiring to stare there! "

Leng Aotian's face was cold, his fists clenched, his eyes stared at Ye Xuan, his eyes filled with deep anger and unwillingness. He did not think that Ye Xuan ’s eyes were so sharp, not only he saw The conditions in his body also saw Leng Hongxiao, Jianxilai and others watching the battle from a distance.

"What? Have you thought about it, are you still fighting me?"

Taking all the expressions on Leng Aotian's face into the eyes, Ye Xuan said unhurriedly.

Leng Aotian stared at Ye Xuan with a gaze and fell into a long silence.

He is measuring the price and grasp of using Yeats to forcibly fight under the circumstance of spiritual damage today.

"What happened to Ao Tianxian's nephew? Suddenly he vomited blood, and the momentum was instantly suppressed by the boy?"

Sitting on the balcony in the distant apartment hotel, quietly watching Ye Xuan and Leng Aotian's cold Hong Xiao, Song Xiyuan, Jian Xilai, their looks are extremely ugly at this moment, Song Xiyuan can't bear it Lived at this moment and asked Shen Shen.

"The attack method of Ye Xuan's kid is strange. Just now his attack was not only a physical attack, but also a spiritual attack, and maybe even a more advanced soul attack. Nephew Aotian ’s nephew was spit out after being severely wounded, and he was weak. Go on! "

The sharp light in Jianxilai's eyes flickered, and cold words came from his mouth.

"This is no waste!"

Leng Hongxiao was extremely ugly, slamming his fist on the tea table, and angry voices came from his mouth.

He had long warned Leng Aotian that the kid should not be careless or careless, but he did not expect that the kid still suffered a loss in Ye Xuan's hands.

"Hong Xiao, you do n’t have to be angry, and Ao Tianxian's nephew also lost his mind for a while! He is now suffering a great deal of damage, and his condition is extremely bad. If it does, then the consequences will be serious. In my opinion, let him take a rest first! "

Wu Zhongkui stretched out his palm and patted Leng Hongxiao's shoulder comfortably.

"Useless waste, I have repeatedly warned that the boy is weird and careless, but you take my words as a breeze, and give me a shame now! Give me aside, don't take the boy's scheme and try to talk with you He duels! "

Leng Hongxiao looked ugly and took out his mobile phone to call Leng Aotian's phone. An angry voice came from his mouth.

The sudden ringing of the phone made Leng Aotian frown. When he heard Leng Hongxiao scolding and reprimanding him on the phone, he looked extremely gloomy and ugly, his fists clenched tightly, his heart was full With thick unwilling.

Ye Xuan's ear strength is naturally able to hear Leng Hongxiao's dysfunctional roar on Leng Aotian's phone. Now he joked and said, "What? I wasn't good at being taught by Leng Hongxiao's old thing?"

"Do you hate me now?"

Leng Aotian hung up the phone, staring coldly at Ye Xuan, hearing his ridiculous words, his eyes flickered fiercely, and he took a step towards Ye Xuan but was stopped by Song Jiaoyang on his side. Come down: "Brother Aotian, don't be impulsive. The guy knows that you were injured because you were deliberately stimulating you! You rest first, and the kid will give me the lesson."

"Yeah, brother Aotian has a wound, so take a good rest, and leave the rest to Brother Yang."

Leng Qingguo also echoed at this moment.

Leng Aotian looked cold and took a deep look at Ye Xuan, and said coldly, "Ye Xuan, you are lucky, I will let you go today!"

With Leng Aotian's words falling, he stepped aside, while Song Aoyang stepped out slowly at this moment.

He looked at Ye Xuan full of undisguised murderousness and coldness: "Ye Xuan, I know your kid has some skills, but your fate is over, and I will take you to Huangquan Road. . "

"I went to Huangquan Road, but I'm afraid you are not qualified to send me on the road! I'd rather send you to meet your dead brother in Hell. He must be alone there alone. It's pain and loneliness! "

Hearing Song Jiaoyang's words, Ye Xuan's face sneered, and said humblely.

"you wanna die!"

Song Jiaoyang's eyes were full of murderous power, and the violent momentum burst out. A piece of armor condensed by gray radon emerged, making him stronger and stronger. He took a step forward, carrying the monstrous murderous power and the wild mad sand toward Ye Xuan. Assault.

This guy didn't mean to keep his hand at all, but he gave it his full strength when he shot it, and he played all the powerful sand punches of Song Jiawu's skills.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan raised a brow, his eyes flashed coldly, and he was about to start, but the sound full of righteousness sounded suddenly at this moment: "Song Jiaoyang asked me to take your punch!"

"Boom!"

With the sound of this sound full of righteousness, a large number of thunder and lightning suddenly surged on the ground, so that the people around them subconsciously backed away and let out a passage.

A large number of golden thunderbolts were rushing across the tunnel as fast as they appeared in front of Ye Xuan, and then threw them with their fists, colliding with Song Jiaoyang's fists.

"Oh!"

The dull collision sounded loudly, the terrible force whistled, and the thunder and lightning spread across the sky. Song Jiaoyang, who was attacking Ye Xuan, looked cold, his feet violently retreated, and he retreated backwards by the force of the shock. The roar of the roar of the sky was resolved.

Steady in shape, Song Jiaoyang raised his head and stared coldly at the figure standing in front of Ye Xuan, looking extremely ugly and cold.

This is a man with strong righteousness and iron blood all over his body. He looks less than thirty years old, his contoured face exudes an unbelievable righteousness and calmness, and his slender figure is covered by a camouflage suit. Wrapped with a pair of black high-top military boots, giving people a feeling of blood boiling.

The golden thunderbolt that surrounds his body adds a bit of solemnity and solemnity to the whole person.

He is not someone else, it is the young master of the Lei family, Lei Xiaoyu, one of the three heroes of Su Haiying!

He was sent to the army by Lei Lao from an early age, guarding the underground alien caves, scoring blood and sweat for the country, and creating countless military achievements and glory. He has the title of Little Thunder God, which is the pride of the entire Lei family.

His status in Su Hai is even higher than Bai Feng, and his strength is slightly higher than half. He is highly respected and has a high voice.

"Lei Xiaoyu, do you have to worry about it?"

Looking at the gang of Ye Xuan blocking Lei Xiaoyu's own attack, Song Jiaoyang looked extremely cold and ugly, his intense killing intention was burning, and he spoke coldly.

"Nosy business? I'm just doing my job!"

Hearing Song Jiaoyang's words, Lei Xiaoyu's face didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and a strong voice came from his mouth.

"What's the matter? What do you mean?"

Song Jiaoyang looked cold and asked coldly.

Lei Xiaoyu's eyes glanced coldly from the people around him, and he opened his face completely.

"Xuan Shao is a distinguished guest of our military. It ordered me to protect myself. Anyone who dares to hurt Xuan Shao is an enemy of the military!"