City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

This little jade pendant may not seem very eye-catching to others, but in Wang Miaomiao's eyes, it is a priceless treasure. After watching it, she was cautious. Wear it next to your body.

"Sister Wang, please stay!"

Wang Miaomiao sat cross-legged in Gu Songxia for a moment. When he got up and was about to leave the edge of the cliff, a cold voice without a trace of emotion rang in his ears.

"It's him!"

When Wang Miaomiao heard this sound, he was shocked in his heart and raised his eyes to look at a large rock tens of meters ahead.

A thin man, flashing out of the shadow behind the big rock, slowly walked towards Wang Miaomiao.

Under the moonlight, it can be seen that the man was wearing a black long gown with flowing long hair, and his facial features were faintly discernible. It was Nangong Ming who represented the "Ghost Doctor" in the battle.

With a cold and proud face, Nangong Ming walked towards Wang Miaomiao step by step. Before people arrived, the cold air pervading him was already oppressing Wang Miaomiao.

If you carefully observe Nangongming's steps at this time, you will find that the distance he walked in each step is not bad, and the accuracy is terrifying, which is not what ordinary ancient martial arts masters can do.

"Brother Nangong, what's the matter?"

Wang Miaomiao knew that Nangongming would appear at this time, and there would be no good things, so he was secretly vigilant, quietly running the exercises taught by Fang Bai, and resisting the strong pressure that Nangongming brought to him.

Both of them are martial artists in the ancient martial arts world, and they represent the "Miaoyige" and "Ghost Doctors" of China's five ancient medical schools. It is normal for them to be equal to each other as seniors.

Nangongming walked up to two feet in front of Wang Miaomiao and stood still. Seeing that she had no strange expressions under the pressure of her own rank martial artist, he couldn't help but be surprised. At the same time, he firmly believed that Wang Miaomiao's cultivation must be a heavenly rank. Gongfa, otherwise it would have been weakened under his own coercion.

"I want to make a deal with Junior Sister Wang, I wonder if Junior Sister Wang is interested!"

Nangongming forcibly suppressed the excitement and enthusiasm in his heart, and said calmly.

"transaction?"

Wang Miaomiao frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "I don't understand what you mean..."

Nangongming walked a few steps closer, and then asked in a low voice: "Have you ever obtained the legacy of a heavenly warrior?"

Wang Miaomiao said blankly: "What is the legacy of the heavenly warrior?"

Nangong Mingyin smiled sadly: "Junior Sister Wang, why bother to pretend to be confused? You are only a high-ranking yellow martial artist. If you haven't practiced the heavenly-ranking techniques, how can you withstand the pressure of my breath?"

After a pause, he stretched his right hand forward, and said, "Don’t you'Miao Medical Pavilion' really want to get the first place in this year's medical skills competition? Lend me the Heaven-Rank Cultivation Technique you got, and I will Give you the first place! How?"

"Senior Brother Nangong joked. I have never seen any treasures of a heavenly martial artist, nor have I practiced the heavenly skills you mentioned. What you say makes me feel inexplicable! In addition, I will be the first person in the medical skills study. I don’t need you to give it to me! Goodbye!"

When Wang Miaomiao saw that Nangongming realized that she was not practicing ordinary exercises, she was slightly surprised. Of course, she would not tell Nangongming that her exercises were taught by Fang Bai. In addition, she really didn’t know what Nangongming had called a martial artist. What does Bao mean.

At this moment, the night was quiet, and it was far away from the residence of other warriors. Wang Miaomiao worried that Nangongming, who had given birth to murder to him, would suddenly attack and hurt people. After saying this, he was ready to bypass Nangongming and return to his residence. .

"Hehe... The transaction hasn't been completed yet, why is Junior Sister Wang so eager to leave?"

When Nangongming waited for Wang Miaomiao to pass by, she stretched out her hand to stop her.

"We have nothing to talk about! Please get out of here!"

Wang Miaomiao raised his willow eyebrows, and a look of anger flashed across his pretty eyes.

Although Wang Miaomiao was a little afraid of Nangongming's mighty strength, this was the headquarters of "Miao Medical Pavilion" and there were thousands of guests. She didn't believe that Nangongming really had the guts to hurt herself.

However, thinking that Nangong Ming might be a hidden disciple, ignoring the powerful existence of secular laws, and that everything can be done, Wang Miaomiao couldn't help but stepped back and subconsciously touched the one hanging around his neck. That jade piece.

Fang Bai said that this jade pendant could protect his life. He didn't know if he could withstand Nangongming's attack, even if he could stop it for a moment, so that he could summon the people of the teacher who lived on the top of the mountain to come to help.

"Let me read the Heaven-Rank Cultivation Technique, and I will let you go immediately! Otherwise..."

When Nangongming said this, he raised his foot and took a step forward. When the sole of his foot fell, a piece of dust was stirred up, and the ground nearby trembled.

At the same time, a breath of warrior, invisible, but like a huge wave, slapped towards Wang Miaomiao.

Wang Miaomiao felt that his body had been hit hard by an invisible giant pestle. With a muffled sound, the face of the flower turned pale, and at the same time, the blood surged in his chest, and he almost vomited a mouthful of blood. He could not stand steady under his feet, and he "drumped" Backed by six or seven steps one after another.

And not far behind her is a cliff that is thousands of feet deep.

"Let me read the Heavenly Rank Cultivation Technique, and I will let you go... I am very impatient. I don't want to say the same thing a third time!"

Nangongming stood proudly after holding his hands, staring at Wang Miaomiao with cold and cold eyes, like two ice blades piercing Wang Miaomiao's heart.

Although Wang Miaomiao's cultivation technique is special, she and Nangongming are separated by a mysterious realm, and the difference in strength is too great. Nangongming's look and breath make her unbearable.

If Nangong Ming really wants to kill Wang Miaomiao, setting aside other factors, Wang Miaomiao is likely to be stunned by his full blow.

"As I said, I have never seen any Heavenly Rank Cultivation Technique. If Brother Nangong believes it or not, I can't help it!"

While talking, Wang Miaomiao stepped back slowly, clenching a pair of pink fists tightly, fully alert for the sudden attack that Nangong Ming might launch.

At the same time, Wang Miaomiao released his own breath, hoping that Fang Bai could sense it and rush to help.

Although Wang Miaomiao never knew what realm Fang Bai's true strength had reached, she firmly believed that Nangongming was definitely not Fang Bai's opponent.

On the surface, Fang Bai is a handsome, sunny, harmless young man, but his occasional trace of domineering makes Wang Miaomiao feel an emperor's presence in the world, self-respect, and he can't help but give birth to it. An impulse to worship.

"Take your clothes off!"

Nangongming suddenly took a step forward again and shouted sharply. Those two cold eyes that seemed to penetrate people's hearts fell straight on Wang Miaomiao's chest.

"You... what do you want to do?"

Wang Miaomiao was taken aback, thinking that Nangongming had made some unruly attempts against him.

"Don't be passionate, I'm not interested in your body!"

With a mocking look on Nangongming's face, he said coldly, "I just want to see, what good things are hiding in your body!"