The rebirth of the medical warrior, sweeping across the ages

The night was like thick ink, so deep that it seemed to swallow everything. The stars were like scattered diamonds, dotted in the endless darkness, flashing a weak but firm light. On the top of the cliff, the cold wind was like a knife, scraping people's cheeks painfully, as if it wanted to peel off people's souls.

Ding Zhihua stood on the edge of the cliff in a blue shirt, his sleeves fluttering, as if blending into the night. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, deep and bright, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world. He knew that tonight, there would be a life-and-death battle.

Zhang Wufa, Wang Dagou and Zhu Yingzhi are the best of this era. Their names are well-known in the martial arts world and are feared by everyone. The three of them joined forces to set up a trap to capture Ding Zhihua in one fell swoop. However, they did not know that Ding Zhihua and Yang Aihong were reborn people with medical skills and martial arts from their previous lives, which are no longer comparable to people of this era.

"Ding Zhihua, do you think you can escape from my grasp?" Zhang Wufa's voice suddenly rang out in the night sky. His voice was cold and hoarse, as if it came from the Netherworld. As his words fell, a gust of wind suddenly arose, flames shot up into the sky, and countless hidden weapons poured down like a rainstorm.

Ding Zhihua sneered, and with a flick of his body, he disappeared like a ghost. His body was as fast as lightning, shuttling through the rain of hidden weapons, and narrowly avoiding fatal attacks every time. He flipped his palm, and a silver needle appeared in his hand. With a light wave, the silver needle turned into a stream of light, instantly piercing the throat of an assassin.

"Want to kill me? You are not qualified!" Ding Zhihua's voice was cold and firm, like ice that had not melted for thousands of years. His figure was as fast as lightning, shuttling among the assassins. Every move he made was extremely accurate, and every silver needle was like a deadly arrow.

Zhang Wufa saw this and his face changed. He didn't expect Ding Zhihua's body movements to be so strange that hidden weapons had no effect on him. He waved his hand to signal Wang Dagou and Zhu Yingzhi to launch a more fierce attack. The three of them joined forces and their strength increased greatly, for a while making Ding Zhihua fall into a difficult battle.

However, at this moment, Yang Aihong moved. She tightly grasped the long sword in her hand, with a determined light flashing in her eyes. With a swing of the long sword, it turned into a dazzling light and rushed straight towards Zhang Wufa. This sword was extremely fast and powerful. Zhang Wufa was caught off guard and was stabbed in the shoulder by the long sword.

"Ah!" Zhang Wufa groaned in pain and retreated violently. However, Yang Aihong did not stop. She followed him like a shadow, and her long sword was like a dragon out of the sea, and every move was deadly. Wang Dagou and Zhu Yingzhi were shocked when they saw this. They did not expect Yang Aihong's martial arts to be so powerful.

Ding Zhihua was overjoyed when he saw this, he knew this was the key moment to turn the tide of the battle. So he rushed into the battle circle and fought side by side with Yang Aihong. The two cooperated well, and they forced Wang Dagou and Zhu Yingzhi to retreat step by step.

Zhang Wufa was very anxious when he saw this. He knew that if he couldn't take down Ding Zhihua and Yang Aihong tonight, he would have endless troubles in the future. So he bit his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood in his palm, which quickly condensed into a blood-colored ball of light and smashed towards Ding Zhihua and the others.

"Blood Devil's Palm!" Ding Zhihua and Yang Aihong exclaimed at the same time. They didn't expect Zhang Wufa to be so desperate. The blood-colored light ball was extremely fast and arrived in the blink of an eye. The two of them hurriedly used all their strength to resist it.

"Boom!" A loud noise shook the whole valley. Ding Zhihua and Yang Aihong were hit by the bloody ball of light and retreated dozens of feet before they could barely stabilize. They were both pale and bleeding from the corners of their mouths, obviously seriously injured.

However, at this moment, something strange happened. Ding Zhihua suddenly shouted, "Break!" The silver needle in his hand turned into a bright light that shot straight into the sky, instantly tearing the night sky in half. Wherever the light went, everything collapsed and disintegrated. Wang Dagou and Zhu Yingzhi had no power to resist this force and were instantly knocked away.

Zhang Wufa was horrified when he saw this. He didn't expect Ding Zhihua to have such a powerful trump card. However, it was too late. Ding Zhihua appeared in front of him in a flash and slapped him with one palm, knocking him to the ground.

"You lose!" Ding Zhihua said coldly while looking at Zhang Wufa who was lying on the ground, "Do you think you can outwit me? Let me tell you, in this era, no one can stop me from moving forward!"

Zhang Wufa lay on the ground with a pale face, speechless. He knew that he had been completely defeated, defeated by this reborn peerless genius. However, at this moment, another change occurred.

Zhang Wufa suddenly burst out with a powerful aura, and his body began to expand rapidly, as if it was about to explode. He roared wildly, and a black energy burst out from his body, turning into a huge beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

"Oh no, he's going to self-destruct!" Yang Aihong exclaimed.

Ding Zhihua's face also changed. He didn't expect Zhang Wufa to be so crazy. However, it was too late. The black beam had already covered the entire valley.

"Quick, use silver needles to seal his meridians!" Yang Aihong said urgently.

Ding Zhihua nodded, and the silver needles in his hand flew like flying, instantly sealing Zhang Wufa's meridians. However, Zhang Wufa's self-explosion power was too strong, and even though his meridians were sealed, the energy continued to expand.

"Retreat quickly!" Ding Zhihua shouted, pulling Yang Aihong back.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them. It was a middle-aged man with a stern face and deep eyes. He held a long sword in his hand, and the sword emitted a faint cold light.

"You guys step back, I'll deal with him!" said the middle-aged man.

Ding Zhihua and Yang Aihong looked at each other and saw the surprise and gratitude in each other's eyes. They didn't expect that someone would be willing to come forward to help them at this time.

The middle-aged man swung his sword and met Zhang Wufa's self-explosion force. The sword light collided with the black beam, making a deafening roar. The whole valley was shaking, as if it was about to collapse.

After a fierce battle, the middle-aged man finally neutralized Zhang Wufa's self-explosion force. However, he was also seriously injured, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you for saving us, senior!" Ding Zhihua and Yang Aihong said in unison.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "No need to thank me, I just can't stand this kind of behavior of using the majority to bully the minority and the strong to bully the weak."

After saying this, the middle-aged man turned and left, disappearing into the night. Ding Zhihua and Yang Aihong looked at his departing back, their hearts filled with gratitude and respect.

From then on, Ding Zhihua and Yang Aihong became famous in the martial arts world. With the memories and experiences of their past lives, they swept away all obstacles in this era and became invincible. And their story has become a legend that has been passed down through the ages in the martial arts world...