The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

This palm was fast, ruthless and unexpected, Rakshasa King tasted the fate of underestimating the enemy almost effortlessly, he was shot flying, his tall and strong body drew a beautiful and rapid arc in the air, all Everyone who witnessed this scene widened their eyes.

What should they say?

King Rakshasa was attacked? This wave of operations is too good?

"This... this is too treacherous..." Qing Yan couldn't bear to look directly at him, co-authoring was rubbing the Raksha King's IQ on the ground.

"What do you know? This is called soldiers never tire of deceit!" Ying Liu and You Rong said, the young master is always right, everything is right!

Qingyan rolled his eyes, thought of something, stared at the aloof Sikong Ye again and said: "Speaking of which, the ancestor has broken through the ninth level, right? Can he deal with King Rakshasa?"

The longevity formula has been cultivated to the ninth level. In terms of realm, it is not much different from the Rakshasa king. It is just that one is good and one is evil, and there will be a difference in specific strength.

The Rakshasa king practiced evil skills, and he turned himself into an evil creature that was neither human nor ghost. Under the same state, the evil thing was much stronger than the master, but this kind of power did not come without a price. In other words, when both of them have exhausted their internal energy, Sikong Ye can still use his moves to make a final counterattack against King Rakshasa, but King Rakshasa is almost unable to resist.

This is one, and second, in the future Rakshasa King will have a harder time improving his realm than Sikong Ye

Of course, the first and the second are things for later, there is no master of the same realm who can fight the evil thing to the end, because they are often killed by the evil thing before that.

Today was destined to be an accident, because a certain Rakshasa King underestimated the enemy, and he was injured by Sikong Ye. As a result, Rakshasa King's innate advantage in martial arts disappeared, and the strength of the two was basically tied. Let's see if King Raksha killed Sikong Ye quickly, or if Sikong Ye used his ability to exhaust the oil lamp of King Rakshasa.

Another high-ranking Shura from the Bosang family rushed over, but unfortunately, with Yan Jiuchao around, no one could get close to Mingshan.

In a duel between masters at this realm, just a collision of internal forces is enough to destroy the entire Mingshan. In order to prevent the Mingshan from being affected, Sikong Ye led Rakshasa King to a high place and fought fiercely with him.

The three little black eggs were taken into the house by old Cuitou and hid under the table.

The three were dishonest and scrambled to sneak out, but was held down by the old Cui head in a hurry, and the old Cui said with a headache: "What kind of children are these? Didn't you see it outside like this?"

"Mmmm (fourth sound)!" Dabao struggled to crawl out.

Old Cuitou grabbed him with one hand, and soon, Erbao also crawled out, so Old Cuitou had to free up his other hand to hold him down. When Xiaobao was left, he had no hands: "Your surname is Qiu!" Help me!"

Grandma sneezed!

The confrontation between the two peak masters, regardless of the risk of life and death, the fight itself is extremely exciting. Since the destruction of the Wu Clan, the Sikong family has never produced a master of the Nine Layers of Longevity, let alone Xue Luocha. People in Wu Mingdu have never even heard of it, let alone what they saw with their own eyes.

This is simply a visual feast!

Many people secretly swallowed their saliva, expressing that they can see this once in their life, and they will die without regret.

"Who do you think... who will win?" Ying Liu asked in a low voice. The two had gone through hundreds of tricks, but they still couldn't see who had a better chance of winning. "Isn't the Raksha King of the Sang family injured? Can you fight like this?"

Qingyan sighed: "That's an evil thing, haven't you heard a saying that the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot tall?"

Ying Liu pursed his lips and said, "It sounds like I belong to the Central Plains."

Qingyan said slowly: "I am not from the Central Plains, but I am more educated than you."

"Cut~" Now, Changing Shadow Six rolled his eyes.

Ying Thirteen decisively changed positions and stood between Ying Liu and Qingyan.

Qingyan glanced at Ying Shisan indifferently, is it necessary to protect Xiao Liu like this? When no one looks like an old friend!

"Yuegou!" Qingyan raised his arm and placed it on Yuegou's shoulder.

Yuegou glanced at Qingyan indifferently: "I'm not used to you like this."

The disgusted Qingyan: "..."

Yu Wan looked at the two fighting in mid-air without blinking, and murmured: "Grandpa, you must not lose..."

If they lose, none of them will survive with Rakshasa King's ferocity.

King Rakshasa slapped Sikong Ye with a slap, Sikong Ye quickly avoided it, and returned a slap at him at a very tricky angle from one side of his body. This time, King Rakshasa did not underestimate the enemy, and took it firmly up.

Sikong Ye suddenly looked behind King Rakshasa: "Jiu Chao, sneak attack on him!"

Rakshasa turned his head abruptly.

But where are the nine dynasties and ten dynasties?

Sikong Ye slapped King Rakshasa's shoulder with his palm, King Rakshasa suffered from pain and was knocked back dozens of steps.

The Rakshasa King was furious, and rushed towards Sikong Ye with a roar.

Sikong Ye suddenly stretched out his hand: "Wait! We can't fight like this! Do you still remember the promise you made with me?"

Make an appointment?

Sikong Ye said seriously: "You promised me, have you forgotten?"

He...answered...yed...he...what...what?

Sikong Ye moved his fingers, and there was a black pill on the tip of the two fingers: "You said that whenever I take it out, you will promise me one thing."

King Rakshasa looked at Sikong Ye strangely.

"If you don't believe me, see for yourself and see if you can remember it." Sikong Ye flatly threw it to King Rakshasa.

King Rakshasa took the pill in his hand, looked left and right, and heard a bang, the pill exploded!

Rakshasa King was burnt, his face was black, and his hair was burnt.

Sikong Ye made another sneak attack with his palm, and succeeded again.

Yu Wan could see that King Rakshasa was fighting with his strength, but her great-grandfather was fighting with his brain. If the two of them had blood bars on their heads, then after being attacked so many times, King Rakshasa's blood bars would not be enough. It must have lost half of it.

So, where is the absolute strength gap? The tactics are good, and the opponent can't find the north!

Of course, this is also based on the premise that Sikong Ye's realm is high enough. If it were someone else, King Rakshasa would be able to crush him with a single blow of coercion.

"Jiu Chao, attack him!" Sikong Ye once again looked behind King Rakshasa.

Repeat the old trick? King Rakshasa said that he would never be fooled!

In the end, Yan Jiuchao slapped him on the back.

Rakshasa King who was attacked again: "...!!"

King Rakshasa was completely enraged, and he used his ultimate move. He rose into the air, spread his arms, palms facing upwards, and condensed two hurricane-like murderous auras.

Everyone thought that he had been attacked so many times, that he was injured badly early, and that defeat was only a matter of time. How could he have expected that he could still use such a powerful skill? Even Sikong Ye, who had fought with him for a long time, couldn't help showing a serious expression.

Although it was unbelievable, one had to admit that Sang Qiuhan was no longer the defeated opponent who could be easily dealt with before. His realm and strength had reached a level that made Sikong Ye treat him differently.

If it was said that all Sang Qiuhan did was to make Sikong Ye really notice him, and even fear him, then he did it.

Seeing the traces of blood gradually emerging in the air, Sikong Ye's face darkened: "Sang Qiuhan, don't be impulsive, the grievances between you and me are the two of us's affairs, and have nothing to do with the disciples of Mingshan. It has nothing to do with the people of Mingdu, if you want to fight, I will fight with you, let's find a place where no one is around, and have a hearty fight! Fight until you are satisfied! Life and death are at your own risk, I have no second thoughts!"

King Rakshasa didn't speak, but his eyes gave his answer.

When King Luocha was still Sang Qiuhan from the Sang family and Sikong Ye's companion, he wanted to have a hearty battle with Sikong Ye countless times, but it was a pity that Sikong Ye didn't give him this chance at all. Sikong Ye didn't bother to fight with him fight!

Even once in a while or two, Sikong Ye tried his best to perfunctory, and Sikong Ye never looked him straight!

In Si Kongye's eyes, a martial arts genius like him is not even qualified to be looked at!

If those words were told to him decades ago, he would have agreed with ecstasy, but now, the person who is not qualified to negotiate conditions is Sikong Ye!

King Rakshasa's inner strength shook, and a mist of blood filled the sky above the entire Hades. This was the blood energy from the people of the entire Hades, and it was being sucked into the air by King Rakshasa little by little. If it is drained, Mingdu will completely become a dead city.

Mingshan was the most affected, and some disciples had lost too much blood and passed out.

"Jinghong!" Yu Wan looked at the little disciple who fell in front of her, and hurriedly fed a blood coagulation pill into his mouth, but this was just a drop in the bucket, the effect of the blood coagulation pill was far less than the loss of his blood energy speed.

Sikong Ye said coldly: "Sang Qiuhan, you can't do this! It's not because I'm afraid of you, but because you were not my opponent before, and you won't be in the future! If you are sensible, stop now, or I won't give you a fight. Live!"

King Rakshasa said confidently: "Let... the horse... over... come..."

Sikong Ye's eyes flickered, he raised the longevity formula to the extreme, and drew a sharp blade with his internal force: "Nine layers of longevity formula, take care of it."

Sikong Ye's blade of internal force ruthlessly attacked the Raksha King. Just as the Raksha King flicked his sleeves to resist, Sikong Ye shot out another hidden weapon and caught up with his own sharp blade that condensed Sikong Ye's strength. It turned a corner, missed the Raksha King, swished around, and stabbed the little Rakshasa who was hanging upside down under the branch.

This is the Nine Layers of Longevity Art, once the little Rakshasa is hit, there is absolutely no possibility of surviving.

And King Rakshasa also used most of his strength to resist, and most of his internal force was also emptied, so he couldn't condense enough internal force to block this sharp blade in such a short period of time.

Little Raksha widened his eyes in horror.

Yu Wan didn't expect her grandpa to do this, so she gasped and held her breath.

Although King Rakshasa's remaining internal energy was not enough to attack and defend, he was able to activate lightness kung fu. At the very moment, he dodged under the tree and blocked Sikong Ye's fatal blow with his body.

The internal force of the longevity formula invaded King Rakshasa's body, and exploded in his veins and viscera like ice flowers. King Rakshasa spat out a mouthful of blood. The pressure was exhausted, and the blood mist gradually dissipated. He was gone!

When little Raksha saw King Raksha who was spitting out blood, he burst into tears!

King Rakshasa flew up, broke the black iron chain, hugged the little Rakshasa, performed lightness kung fu and left Mingshan.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Qingyan said: "Did we win?"

Yu Wan stared blankly at the direction in which Little Raksha left, but didn't speak.

"If King Rakshasa never dies, there will be no peace in the Underworld." Sikong Ye fell back to the ground and looked at the direction where King Rakshasa left. He really broke through to the ninth level, but Sang Qiuhan did not. , He forcibly improved his skill and broke through to King Rakshasa, but his realm is still unstable. Even if he is unstable, he must use trickery to defeat him. If his realm stabilizes, he will be cheating. It's also hard to hurt him again.

How do you say something?

While you are sick, I will kill you!

"Grandpa, where are you going?" Yu Wan stopped Sikong Ye who was about to perform lightness kung fu and leave, and asked.

"I'm going to kill King Rakshasa. He's seriously injured right now. It's a good time to do it!" Si Kongye is not a kind person. He will feel pity for the other party because he is seriously injured. He understands better than anyone else. King Rakshasa is no longer the original Sang Qiuhan, he has no humanity, and when he recovers, the first thing he will do is to destroy Mingshan, and then many people will die.

"Grandpa... Grandpa, grandpa..." Yu Wan couldn't stop Sikong Ye.

King Rakshasa was seriously injured, and with Sikong Ye's lightness kung fu, it was not difficult to catch up to him.

About half an hour later, Sikong Ye stopped the Raksha King who was vomiting blood near the forbidden area of ​​the Sang family.

Sikong Ye sent Rakshasa King flying to the ground with his palm.

King Rakshasa stumbled several times on the ground, and the little Rakshasa in his arms also croaked and rolled out.

"Sang Qiuhan, what are you doing wrong? You insist on refining yourself into a blood-blooded Rakshasa. If you don't kill you today..." Si Kongye didn't say anything later. He and the Rakshasa King knew each other well. If King Sha didn't die in the hands of Sikong Ye today, the entire Underworld would be destroyed in the hands of King Raksha in the future.

Sikong Ye activated the longevity formula, turned his inner strength into a blade, and stabbed hard at King Luocha's heart.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, little Rakshasa swooped over and lay on King Rakshasa——