Lucky little miracle doctor

"Where are you looking? I'm here."

Zhang Chi flashed to Zhang Tao's back and held down his shoulders. The latter turned around in anger and punched him, but it was still too slow. Zhang Chi's slap came first and then whipped him into the air with a snap.

"In the early stages of refining qi and becoming a god, the realm is still unstable."

Zhang Chi looked down at Zhang Tao who fell to the ground with his hands on his hips, and did not forget to comment.

"Asshole, I am orthodox, I will kill you!"

Zhang Tao began to fight with all his strength, constantly using his spiritual energy to attack from the air, spreading his arms across his chest, and dodging on the spot with the golden light, "Missed, still missed. Xigou, can you do it?"

"Shut up!"

Zheng! Zhang Tao took out a handful of spiritual energy from Najie and harnessed it to kill!

The sharp edge went straight to Zhang Chi's face. Zhang Chi narrowed his eyes and felt spiritual energy lingering on his fingertips. Hearing a golden iron buzz, he firmly clamped the sword's edge with two fingers.

This move caught the sword with his bare hands, making Zhang Tao look stupid.

In the world of cultivation, let alone a big difference in realm, even if they are separated by a small realm, it is difficult to compete with them, unless they are the proud ones of heaven, but obviously, Zhang Tao is not among the geniuses.

"Young Master Zhang, your sword-wielding skills are not yet fully developed, and you are eager to leave seclusion and die when you have not mastered the skills. Are you eager to reunite with your father?"

Zhang Chi allowed Zhang Tao to pull the sword wildly, clenching it tightly with his fingertips, and kept talking rubbish, which made Zhang Tao's three corpses jump violently, wishing he could break his teeth.

"Want it? Give it back to you!"

Zhang Chi waved his hand, and the sword light shot through the air. Zhang Tao dodged in shock, and was almost pierced through the chest and died on the spot!

"What? The orthodox descendant of Wujie Mountain has this little ability? He can't even defeat a casual cultivator like me, so he should go back and practice for another two and a half years."

"Zhangchi! If you don't shut up, I'll cut out your tongue!"

"You can't beat me, you can't say it, you really can't do it."

"I kill you!"

Zhang Tao completely broke his defense.

He went down the mountain to take revenge with full confidence, thinking that he was coming to the provincial capital with great power, but in the end he couldn't even kill a boy who ran out of the ravine.

The sword light was released like a torrential rain, mixed with roars, and his eyes exaggerated the terrifying blood tide.

He no longer wants to take revenge, but simply wants to tear Zhang Zhang's mouth apart!

"Tao's heart is confused, no matter how hard he fights, it's useless."

Zhang Chi's cold words are just a slap in the face!

clap clap clap!

The clear and loud slap resounded throughout the sky.

Zhang Chi's nose was bruised and his face was swollen after being slapped, he roared and screamed, hacked and danced wildly, and no longer had the slightest clue.

"That's not how weapons are used."

The golden light spread out and disappeared. The moment Zhang Tao turned around, a sharp cold light pressed down on his throat!

His whole body froze, and his eyes were as wide as bells, full of disbelief.

Zhang Zhang's expression was indifferent, "Have you had enough fighting? It's my turn."

"Don't, don't kill me..."

Zhang Tao's cold sweat slid down his chin.

He is scared, he is willing to quit and no longer take revenge!

Zhang Chi smiled slightly, "Do you think I'm as stupid as you?"

Zheng——

The moon swept across, causing blood lines to fill the sky.

Zhang Tao fell down suddenly, twitching wildly. He tried his best to cover his neck where blood was gushing out, and raised his head with difficulty, "Zhang Chi, I will never let you go even if I am a ghost. My teacher will avenge me..."

"If you weren't so aggressive, why would I take action? Just go with it in peace."

Nanming Lihuo wrapped the body, and the fireball burned blazingly!

In the end, only one spiritual sword was left.

Zhang Chi took it back to the ring, then looked sideways into the deep night, "Stop hiding your head and showing your tail, come out."

No one responded in the lonely night.

The next second, a bullet shot through the air.

Zhang Chi was on guard and hid beside the car immediately. His spiritual sense could clearly see Dolan walking through the woods, followed by several people from the West.

"court death."

Zhang Chi spread out his five fingers, and threads of flame flew into the air.

In an instant, the forest where several people were hiding burst into flames. The men in black were unable to dodge, and were set on fire as they rolled on the ground, their wails reaching the extreme.

But Dolan was very straightforward. When he saw that he was no match, he jumped in the car and fled. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the night, not even paying attention to his men.

"You can run away from the monk, but you can't run away from the temple. Wait until I deal with Maurice, and then I will deal with you."

Zhang Chi has no interest in chasing the drowned dog.

His spiritual sense swept through the woods and he saw that Jing Feng had already taken down Zhang Chuchu and was pressing her to the ground and tearing her clothes off.

Zhang Chuchu's spiritual power has been sucked dry, and he can't break free like a mortal. He wants to cry for help, but he can't make a sound, and his delicate face is covered with blood and tears.

"Jing Feng! If you want to kill, kill him. Don't do that kind of thing in front of me!"

Zhang Chi used the soul contract between the two to send out a soul shock.

Jing Feng immediately spat out a mouthful of blood from his sword, his head sank, and he growled angrily: "Don't mind your own business, she wants to kill you, what are you going to do to protect her?"

"Kill her with a nod of her head, and let her go if you don't want to kill her. Anyway, you have sucked her dry and her Dantian has been destroyed, making it impossible for you to practice."

"You are the boss, you have the final say!"

Jing Feng reluctantly let go of Zhang Chuchu. Upon seeing this, the latter stumbled and ran away. After running a few steps, she groaned and lowered her head to find that her chest was penetrated by a broken sword edge, and her blood was stained red. robe.

"Did I let you go?"

Jing Feng cursed and spread his hand with Karma Fire. Zhang Chuchu struggled silently in the sea of ​​​​fire, and his painful face turned into charcoal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this point, all Zhang's twins have been solved.

The loot was very small, only two Na rings, a few packets of Qi Gathering Powder, some clothes and cash.

There are probably more than 15 million.

Zhang Chi collected the two ashes into their wedding rings and planned to bury them.

In the final analysis, the grievances with the Zhang family are all innocent disasters, and there is no endless conflict between the two parties.

On the way back, Jing Feng muttered unwillingly: "I've lost such a good body for nothing, you might as well let me be a furnace."

"Are you an evil cultivator?"

Zhang Chi frowned. It was the first time he saw Jing Feng doing anything today. He was a complete pervert!

"What happened to the evil cultivator? The evil cultivator is strong enough!"

"I'm warning you, this is the first and last time."

Zhang Chi is not an ancient Qi practitioner, nor is he an evil cultivator. He has a bottom line.

Jing Feng curled his lips and said, "If someone wants to kill you, you have to help your opponent collect the body. It's not feasible for a bad guy like you in my era."

"But I live in modern society."

Zhang Chi's tone left no room for doubt. Hearing this, Jing Feng looked out the window and did not refute.

The car returns to Jinshui Bay.

Liu Yin and the others are indeed here, and Chu Xiao has not returned yet.

Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief when they saw Zhang Chi returning safely.

"Old Zhang, there is a special patient. Are you interested?"

Chu Xiao secretly dragged Zhang Chi to a corner. Just now, the Little Heavenly Master came, but he didn't say who was sick. He just hoped that Zhang Chi could come with him.

If you can cure someone, you owe him a favor.