City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

The Xuan-level intermediate martial artist who was hit hard by Wu De was an elder of the "Iron Sect" of the Chinese secular ancient martial arts world. He was powerful and famous in the Chinese secular ancient martial arts world. Unexpectedly, he was kicked by Wu De at will. Seriously injured.

"Taoist thief, dare to hurt our elder Liu!"

"It's so deceiving!"

"Go shoulder to shoulder! Revenge Elder Liu!"

"Fight with him!"

...

Accompanied by the iron head elder, there were several iron head disciples, all of whom had profound strength. Seeing that Elder Liu had been injured, they couldn't help but furious, shouting loudly and attacking Wu De.

"Master Dao's hands are itchy these days, so let's practice with a few of you!"

Wu De showed disdain, sneered at the corners of his mouth, and shook his body as he shuttled between several iron head disciples like lightning.

There was a screaming and howling, and several disciples of the iron head flew out like fallen leaves swept by the wind, unable to land, and everyone was hit hard.

Wu De took a heavy shot, trying to use a few iron master disciples to stand up and frighten the nearly 100 warriors around him.

Although Wu De is not afraid of the siege, there are ten martial artists around him that are equal in strength. If they participate in the siege regardless of their master status, then things will be a little troublesome.

On Wu De's side, even though Fang Bai is a powerful helper, they cannot win the battle against ten high-ranking prefecture-level warriors. What's more, there are other prefecture-level and Xuan-level warriors who are watching. Wan Once they also participated in the war, dragging could kill both of them.

Especially Fang Bai had to take care of Ye Wumei with distraction, and his combat power would be greatly reduced.

Therefore, Wu De didn't make a move. One shot was the power of thunder, which severely inflicted several disciples of the iron head, making other warriors feel jealous and dare not take it lightly.

Sure enough, the surrounding martial artists saw that the disciples of the Iron Sect were not enemies of Wu De's move. They were secretly surprised. They looked at Wu De with fear in their eyes. The martial artists below the prefecture level retreated far away, and those above the prefecture level also looked at. Flashing, dare not act rashly.

Even the ten high-ranking warriors at the prefecture level changed their complexions slightly, thinking about whether they would have a chance of winning if they shot themselves.

Seeing that he was standing up for a battle and frightening a hundred warriors, Wu De was secretly proud. After exchanging glances with Fang Bai, he led the way first. Fang Bai took Ye Wumei’s little hand to follow behind, and the three continued to stride towards the hovercraft. Go.

"This Daoist master, has benefited and swallowed it all by himself, isn't this bad?"

A gloomy man's voice suddenly sounded, and then two figures stood in front of Wu De and the three of them. It was the middle-aged man and woman who were suspected to be disciples of "Ghost Doctor Valley". It was the middle-aged man who spoke with a look on his face. Smile is not a smile, eyes flickering.

"Xianren Banban! Master Dao knew that these turtle grandsons would not let us leave easily!"

Wu De sighed inwardly.

"What happened to Master Dao's monologue?"

Wu De looked sideways at the middle-aged men and women in front of him, with a look of contempt.

The middle-aged man smiled and said without a smile: "We friends from the ancient martial arts world have come all the way from far away. Who doesn't want to get a share of the pie? This Daoist wants to take it alone. Let me ask everyone first. Don't agree!"

"No!"

"Want to be alone? No way!"

"Those of us came to Twin Island earlier than you. You can break through the stone formations because of our previous fierce attacks!"

"That is, we should have a share of what you get!"

"Take out the baby you got and show everyone what it is!"

"If you don't take it out, the three of you don't want to leave Twin Island today!"

"There are nearly a hundred of us, can't we stop the three of them?"

...

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, the martial artists all around responded one after another. Even the martial artists who had already retreated clenched their fists one by one and gathered again.

Wu De also has a soft-hearted but not hard-hearted character. Seeing that all the martial artists around were excited by the middle-aged man, they became very passionate. He couldn't help being furious. He looked around and sneered: "Which one is not convinced, come up and fight Dao Ye Don’t you know, Dao-ye just dealt with those turtle grandsons just now because he was merciful. If someone comes to fight, Dao-ye promises to send him to see Wuliang Tianzun!"

All the warriors have their own ghosts. If it is divided, they are definitely more active than anyone else, but they are looking at each other when they want to fight Wu De, a high-rank warrior, and no one wants to step forward.

Wu De waited for a long time, but no one came up to challenge him. Knowing that they have different minds and look at each other, he completely let go of his heart. He laughed up to the sky, pointing to the middle-aged man and woman blocking the way, and shouted: "You two, fight if you want to fight. , Get out if you don't fight, don't get in the way!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man had successfully stirred up the hearts of the warriors on the scene, he was secretly delighted. He thought he would be able to start a melee, and his fisherman would be profitable, but he could not think of those warriors but cringed, and he could not help secretly.

The middle-aged men and women are first-class masters in the hidden world, and they can almost sweep everything in the world. Now, Wu De is pointed to the nose to challenge him, his face is ugly and his expression is gloomy.

"If you want to go, you have to show something and let us see! If you can catch my hand, I will let it go!"

The middle-aged man stepped forward and said coldly when facing Wu De.

"One palm is too little! Come, come, Master Dao will fight you for three hundred rounds!"

Wu Dehao laughed and threw his fist at the middle-aged man.

He knows that his opponent is extraordinary and his strength is equal to him, so he will do his best when he makes a move. He will suppress the opponent and seize the opportunity if he wants to come up.

The true essence was surging, and the storm swept across.

Wu De's fist was like an invincible golden pestle, with a sonic boom that smashed into the opponent's chest.

Last time Wu De and Fang Bai teamed up and obtained a lot of training resources in the tomb of the innate master Zhuge Dingtian. With the help of those training resources, he has improved a lot, and he is confident that he can already sweep through the ground-level high-ranking warriors. All opponents.

The middle-aged man saw that Wu De actually took the initiative to make a move. He slammed his fist. His face changed slightly. He shouted out loudly. His right palm ready to go was shot out like lightning, and he met Wu De's fist. .

The strength of the two is almost the same. Their fists intersect, and the true essence explodes, making a loud noise. The strong shock wave spurs the rocks away from the sand flying within a radius of several meters. The ground weeds seem to be cut by a knife, and they are cut off.

There was no time to evade the martial artists who were watching the battle around them. Under the strong impact of the turbulent Zhenyuan shock wave, their body fell and spurted blood and suffered heavy injuries.

The warriors who were farther away from the two were also affected in different degrees, and everyone was injured.

Of the nearly a hundred warriors who watched the battle, only eight prefecture-level high-rank warriors stood still, their expressions unchanged, and allowed their clothes to hunt and dance with the shock wave.