The country romantic little doctor king

Whoosh!

A blood-stained figure shot out from the diffuse smoke, like a discharged cannonball. The body was completely twisted and deformed, and it was impossible to tell who it was for a while.

It was too late, but it was too soon. Zhao Changkong stepped out in one step, like a tiger coming out of its cage. He took action in time, catching the bloody figure flying upside down, and at the same time helping him remove the power from his body.

Everyone took a closer look and realized that the flying figure was indeed Zhao Wentian. His whole body was covered in blood and flesh, one arm was twisted into a twist, and the palm of his hand was shattered, as if he had been hit by a high-speed truck. It was extremely miserable.

"My son..."

Zhao Changkong's eyes narrowed severely. Although he had expected this result, he was still surprised because his son's palm was definitely not an easy one and could compete with the master in the early stage of transformation.

Now my son has been defeated so miserably and his strength has been completely crushed. This is very inappropriate!

Could it be that the other party's realm has surpassed the early stage of transformation?

Simply, monster!

Simply unscientific!

"Ah, no, my Dantian, my skill, my strength..."

At this time, Zhao Wentian noticed the changes in his body and suddenly let out a heartbreaking howl.

I saw that the originally vast aura on his body was falling rapidly, and the powerful mana was also draining away like a floodgate. His whole person was sluggish and old at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if all his energy had been drained away.

Even if Zhao Changkong injected a burst of zhenqi into his body, it would not be able to stop him because his Dantian was damaged and the situation was irreversible.

"Ah, ah, little beast, you actually broke my Dantian and nullified my skills. You damn thing, I'm going to kill you," Zhao Wentian roared angrily. His eyes were about to burst, he opened his teeth and claws and tried to rush towards Chen Yang, but as soon as he took a step forward, he fell to the ground with a plop.

His Dantian was shattered, his skills disappeared, and his physical body was severely injured. Now even a three-year-old child could stab him to death with a knife.

Physical injuries are secondary, they will heal over time.

However, if the Dantian is broken, it will leave permanent Tao injuries, which will completely destroy the skills and power, making it almost impossible to repair. In the current martial arts world, I have never heard of anyone being able to repair the Dantian.

"Damn it, you actually destroyed my son's Dantian. How dare you? How dare you?"

Seeing his son's Dantian shattered, his cultivation and strength disappearing like a floodgate opening, the corners of Zhao Changkong's eyes almost burst.

This means that all the hopes he placed on his son have come to nothing!

At this time, everyone in the room was extremely horrified!

Zhao Wentian actually lost!

His Dantian was blown out, his cultivation was ruined, and he was completely defeated!

Everyone was stunned on the spot, feeling that this was too unreal.

He had already advanced to the halfway level of Wuzong just now. A bare-handed iron sand palm with all his strength was enough to challenge the master. How could he still lose?

Is it really like what Zhao Changkong said, that brat is a martial arts master?

Generally speaking, only a martial arts master can easily crush a half-step martial arts master!

Everyone was shocked when they thought of this possibility!

At this time, the diffuse smoke quickly dissipated, and a young figure standing proudly in the center of the pit appeared in everyone's sight.

The young man had his hands behind his back, his eyes were deep and cold, and his aura was calm and vast, as if a great god had descended into the world and looked down on all living beings like ants.

The clothes were as clean as ever, without any damage or even a drop of blood.

Victory!

A complete victory!

evildoer!

A real monster!

"You should be lucky that you only lost your Dantian and saved your life. You can be an ordinary person for the rest of your life and make up for your previous sins." Chen Yang looked at Zhao Wentian and said coldly.

He could have killed Zhao Wentian with one punch just now, but he held back a little strength.

Although the other party is domineering, he is not guilty enough to die.

Hiss!

Gudong!

At this moment, except for Zhao Wentian who was screaming like a slaughtered pig, no one dared to speak or even take a breath.

This sudden scene was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's hearts.

Just now, all of them despised Chen Yang, but they never imagined that he would turn out to be a king and become a master of martial arts at a young age. And they are the ignorant clowns.

Hiding in the darkness, Lu Hanshuang's delicate body rose and fell, and her breasts trembled constantly, which was a sight to behold.

Although Xiao Nizi is petite, she is very handsome and somewhat out of proportion to her figure.

She had imagined all kinds of miserable death situations for Chen Yang, but she never thought that Chen Yang would win!

Even if the brat had been practicing since his mother's womb, he still wouldn't be so terrifying.

Very unreasonable and unreal!

She even wondered whether Chen Yang had some magic weapon, or was simply the reincarnation of an old monster, or the old monster was rejuvenated.

Lu Tianfeng hid behind a big tree, holding on to the tree with one hand. His sharp fingers scratched the bark of the tree unconsciously, and dug five holes in the trunk.

"Shuangshuang, you and I are mistaken this time! He is not a master of internal power at all, but a genuine martial arts master! A martial arts master as young as him will probably take a thousand years to emerge. Looking through the ancient Chinese In the history of martial arts, you may not be able to find a martial arts master as young as him." Lu Tianfeng exclaimed, his scalp numb.

Before, he was showing off his martial arts skills in front of Chen Yang. He was really showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong and wielding a big ax in front of Lu Ban's door. He didn't know what was good or bad, and his old face instantly turned red and hot.

No wonder people said they were not afraid of the giant python. How could a master be afraid of the giant python?

"Hmph! So what about a martial arts master? If he doesn't grow up, he will always be an ant. Let's wait and see if he can survive today. Anyway, I think he is more likely to be in danger than anything else, and he will probably die from this. Alas, after all, he is young and full of energy, and he doesn't know how to keep a low profile and bide his time. That makes sense!" Lu Hanshuang snorted coldly, feeling a little sad at the same time.

Chen Yang was her savior after all, and she couldn't bear to see Chen Yang die with her own eyes.

Lu Tianfeng's heart skipped a beat as his granddaughter's words made sense.

If the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them; if the earth is piled on the bank, the current will be turbulent; if you walk higher than others, the crowd will reject it.

Chen Yang is so high-profile and arrogant. This is asking for death!

The opponent has three martial arts masters and more than a dozen internal power masters. If he does something like annihilation and kills him on the spot, he will have no way to survive.

The mountains here are high and the roads are far away, and it is isolated from the world. Even if he is killed, the people behind him will not know, and his death will be in vain.

At this time, Zhao Changkong seemed to be going crazy, pumping out one after another true energy into his son's body, and even fed his son a blood pill, trying to repair the injury to his son's Dantian, but the damage to his Dantian was too serious, and the injury could not be repaired at all. After healing, I could only watch helplessly as my son's state fell from the half-step state to the inner strength, and then from the inner strength to the outer strength. In the end, all the skills disappeared and he became an ordinary person.

Once back to before liberation.

After decades of cultivation, all the Dao fruits were destroyed in one day!

"Ahhh!" Zhao Changkong looked up to the sky and let out an earth-shattering roar.

Just now, he was being praised by two old masters, Qin Zhiwu and Chen Baoguo. They are two masters in one discipline and have a glorious ancestor. It's fine now, I just scrapped one.

From heaven to hell, the gap is so huge.

"Dad, I'm going to kill him, cut him into thousands of pieces, and then kill him all over the house until no one is left alive!" Zhao Wentian looked at Chen Yang and roared viciously.

Even if he kills Chen Yang, it won't be enough to relieve the hatred in his heart. The whole family must be wiped out.

"Also, his martial arts skills are very good. I have never seen such a terrifying boxing technique. Before killing him, you can torture him about his martial arts skills." Zhao Wentian continued to say this without completely losing his mind.

The two fights just now made him see how powerful Chen Yang's Heaven and Earth Hegemony Fist was. It was simply not a boxing technique that should be available in the mortal world, so he began to covet it.

He lost because his martial arts skills were not as good as Chen Yang's.

As soon as he said this, the two old masters Qin Zhiwu and Chen Baoguo were also greedy.

After all, good martial arts skills are so rare.

Just now, Chen Yang's Heaven and Earth Domination Fist had the power to crush Zhao Wentian's red iron palm, indicating that this was a more advanced martial art than the iron palm.

Swish swish!

Everyone in the audience moved quickly and surrounded Chen Yang from all sides, fearing that he would escape.

Zhao Changkong did not take action immediately, his eyes were wide open, and he asked Chen Yang angrily: "Boy, who are you? Who is your master? How dare you destroy my son's Dantian? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you? ?”

If a young evildoer like Chen Yang didn't have a strong background behind him, I'm afraid even ghosts wouldn't believe him, because without a strong backing, no matter how awesome the martial arts prodigy is, it's impossible to grow up.

Even if there is a martial arts god standing behind Chen Yang, it is not surprising to everyone.

Because only the martial arts god realm is qualified to train such a heaven-defying monster!

As for the Martial Arts God Realm, they are not something they can offend at all!

Zhao Changkong did not take action rashly, but he was also weighing.

If he offends a god, his whole family, Old Zhao, will surely be destroyed!

Zhao Changkong's question also aroused everyone's interest. Everyone looked at him eagerly, wanting to know what the background of this kid was. He was so awesome and lightning-fast that he was arrogant.

"Who am I? Haha, the Medicine God Sect has offered such a high reward to hunt me down, but you don't know who I am?" Chen Yang said lightly.

"What? Is it you? Are you the kid that the Yaoshen Sect is hunting down with a huge reward?"

"Damn it, I should have thought of it earlier. No wonder this kid looks familiar."

……

Everyone in the audience was stunned. They didn't expect that Chen Yang was a wanted criminal for whom the Yaoshen Sect offered a high reward.

No wonder the Yaoshen Sect offered such a generous reward, three fifth-grade Great Return Pills, plus 100 million in cash. It turned out that the target to be hunted was a young Wuzong.

"Boy, let me ask you, how is Grandmaster Ma Yansong of the Iron Fist Sect? Was he killed by you?" Qin Zhiwu, the leader of the Baji Sect, asked with a gloomy face.

Last night, Ma Yansong took several of his disciples to assassinate Chen Yang. They never returned, and they couldn't be reached by phone. They might have encountered something unexpected.

"You know the result, so don't ask. It's unnecessary. I reiterate, this cave is the private property of a friend of mine. Please leave quickly. Because you are ignorant and fearless, I will not hold you responsible for hurting my friend. . Otherwise, this valley will be the burial place for all of you." Chen Yang said threateningly, his eyes as cold as a knife.

After finishing his words, he took a few big steps and stood in front of the cave.

It is clear that he wants to block everyone's rhythm with one person.

Everyone was shocked. The old master Ma Yansong of the Iron Fist Sect was actually killed by him.

The Grandmaster is known as the cannon in the world and the dragon in the sky. He is extremely noble. How can he be so easy to kill?

Because each grandmaster has more or less his own ability to save his life. If he can't be beaten, he can still escape. It's too difficult to kill.

Ma Yansong ranks 100th on the Chinese Grandmaster List. Even if Chen Baoguo, the leader of the Xingyi Sect, ranks 80th on the Grandmaster List, twenty places higher than him, it would be difficult to kill him unless he pays a heavy price. Fight to the death.

It is said that if you kill one thousand enemies, you will suffer eight hundred losses.

Only Qin Zhiwu, the master of the Baji Sect, who is ranked fifty-fifth on the grandmaster list, can kill him with ease.

Now I can see that Chen Yang doesn't have any injuries on his body. It's obvious that killing Ma Yansong didn't cost much.

This is very scary, indicating that his combat power is much higher than Ma Yansong.

The three grandmasters present all had heavy expressions on their faces, and their eyes were like torches, staring at Chen Yang, as if they wanted to see through him.

The three of them also gradually formed a tripartite force, blocking Chen Yang's escape route. They obviously did not intend to let him go.

"This guy still dares to threaten others. He is really a fool who doesn't know whether to live or die. He doesn't even understand that the situation is stronger than the person. This way, people will have no reason to kill him." Lu Hanshuang shook his head vigorously, with a puzzled look on his face. , so anxious that beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Even if Chen Yang is a young martial arts master, he cannot be the opponent of three masters.

Moreover, the three grandmasters are all old masters who have been famous for a long time.

Especially Zhao Changkong, who has been a master of Taoism for twenty years, has reached the late stage of enlightenment, and is ranked eighteenth on the list of grandmasters in China.

He alone is enough to crush Chen Yang.

Lu Tianfeng also had a black line on his forehead. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. He thought that Chen Yang would just give up and run away, but he never expected that he would fight to the end and seek death. As we ran farther and farther on the road, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "It's hard to persuade the damn ghost! Since some people are seeking death, let reality teach them how to behave."

Even if he wanted to save Chen Yang, he couldn't do anything.

Now he just hopes that Chen Yang will not expose him before he is killed, so that he can stay out of the matter.

Just now he had killed Guo Wei in a fit of impulse, blinded by hatred, but now he was frightened and regretted it.

"Sneaky, get out of here!"

At this time, Chen Baoguo, the leader of the Xingyi Sect, moved his ears as if he heard something. Then he rushed out quickly and grabbed a figure with his left and right hands in a dense forest dozens of feet away.

They were the grandsons of the Lu family, Lu Tianfeng and Lu Hanshuang.

They thought they were well hidden, but they didn't know how sharp the master's spiritual sense was. He could hear the sound of a fly flying dozens of meters away.