The goddess' personal evil doctor - Chapter 331

Chapter 331 Jade Buddha Ridge West

Looking at Gu Fan’s face, Song Zhipeng gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice: “It is cheap for you to die today. You should be grateful.”

Gu Fan stood up, looked at each other indifferently, and said: “I’ll say it again one last time, your girlfriend is not my insult!”

Until now, no one believed what Gu Fan said, Song Zhipeng turned a deaf ear, raised his arm, and rushed straight over.

Facing this warrior in the early stage of the Yinling Realm, Gu Fan did not feel panicked. He did not retreat but instead rushed forward. In the blink of an eye, he slapped Song Zhipeng several times. Like his previous experience, it is still indistinguishable. Uncle.

After staggering their positions, Song Zhipeng and Lin Mo widened their eyes at the same time, both of them were unexpectedly surprised by this result.

This Gu Fan really possesses the strength that rivals the early powers of the Yin Ling Realm?

In the past, Gu Fan was able to challenge the weight of 1,200 catties, but it did not mean that the combat power was so extraordinary. Except for Hong Quan, no one in the West Court could imagine that Gu Fan would have such a terrible talent!

A bit of vigilance flashed across Song Zhipeng’s face, and then coldly hummed: “Fight by leapfrog? I want to see if you are really that enchanting.”

The battle situation ignited again, and Song Zhipeng saw one point, his body immediately flew up into the sky, suspended in the void, and Gu Fan was unwilling to show weakness and did the same.

The two figures floated up and stood opposite each other, Song Zhipeng punched the seal with both hands, and burst out in his mouth: “Thousand Mountain Seal!”

This is martial arts, Qianshan Yin.

When a huge transparent handprint was punched out by Song Zhipeng, Gu Fan didn’t have any waves. He stuck out his right hand and grabbed it at random. Then he turned the palm of his hand and flicked his finger, a round aura. Like raindrops, it flew out swiftly from the fingertips.

call out–

Under the offensive of the martial art “Between Fingers”, Song Zhipeng’s pupils shrank violently. The opponent was obviously a congenital warrior, but at this moment, he actually noticed a hint of danger.

Out of instinctive caution, Song Zhipeng did not choose to harden it. The suspended void body suddenly turned back and bounced off the stone wall with one foot, while the rain-like aura directly blasted on the stone wall with rolling stone powder. Sprinkle.

Chuckle.

After landing, Song Zhipeng stepped back several steps in succession, saying in disbelief: “This “Fingerprint” is just a profound martial art, how can you play this kind of power!”

Not only him, but also Lin Mo are extremely puzzled. Is this still a congenital warrior? It is simply against common sense!

In fact, the reason why Gu Fan was able to wield his martial arts with such power was because of the “Prime God Technique”, this astounding art technique that can enhance Gu Fan’s spiritual energy, and the effect is naturally amazing.

After the shock, Song Zhipeng was still unwilling and bullied himself again. This time, he used his housekeeping skills and unreservedly swayed the spirit of his body. Every punch and every palm had a decent power.

When the two struggled to solve the inextricable situation, Gu Fan raised his brows, his mouth suddenly widened, and yelled, “Get out!”

This is not an ordinary emotional catharsis, but the release of martial arts “Mad Lion Roar”.

Sonic martial arts, with a strong spiritual energy, accompanied by Gu Fan’s roar, gradually spreading ripples outwards, circle after circle, directly on Song Zhipeng’s body, he did not react at all, and he was undoubtedly blown away. Got out.

The fight was inextricably difficult, but Gu Fan’s roar at the critical moment caused Song Zhipeng’s position to be confused on the spot, how could he be undefeated.

This battle was the most milestone battle since Gu Fan practiced. There is no one.

Defeat the early stage of the Yinling Realm with the posture of the innate pinnacle!

The moment Song Zhipeng vomited blood, Lin Mo clenched his fists unconsciously, his face was extremely sullen, if Gu Fan was able to draw with Song Zhipeng just now, this is a talented talent, then now he is shocked. Yan.

It was so amazing that Lin Mo, the mid-Yin Spirit Realm powerhouse, couldn’t help but breathe in cold air. It was a miracle to think that when I was at his innate peak, it was a miracle to be able to perform a few tricks with the Yin Spirit Realm powerhouse!

“Kill…Kill him.” Song Zhipeng vomited blood, said difficultly, and then passed out into a coma.

This voice reminded Lin Mo, he slowed down, squinted his eyes and said: “Your martial arts talent is so terrible. You and I will be able to make friends, and even cherish each other, but it is a pity that you are a scum, remember to be a scum in your next life. Good people!”

Gu Fan finally felt panicked, even if his combat effectiveness had improved a lot, it was not enough to deal with such a strong man, and if he wanted to take the opportunity to escape, the chance was almost zero.

However, at this moment, an old voice suddenly came, “Lin Mo, go out, this child can still be used for refining medicine, and I will burn him personally.”

The master of the voice is Lao Huang.

A look of surprise flashed across Lin Mo’s face, and then he dared not hesitate, and quickly retreated.

Within a moment, Lao Huang’s figure floated over. Without saying a word, he held on Gu Fan’s shoulder, lifted it, and left the cave without stopping.

…

It was another morning in the morning, and heavy snow flew, covering the entire Medicine King Valley, as if put on a snow-white gauze.

Today, another news spread throughout Yaowanggu: Gu Fan is dead.

Knowing this, the vast majority of people are rushing to tell, as if it was something great and good, and the one who was most pleased was Lin Kun, who had expired the confinement period.

In his opinion, Gu Fan died of his own framing, so all his emotions have a cathartic outlet. He killed Tong Chunwei in a disguised form, but he also killed Gu Fan for Tong Chunwei, and the two were offset. , Which made him relieved.

As everyone knows, his good days will not last long. Once some mistakes are made, death will be used to repay them.

Some people are happy and others are sad.

At this moment, buried on the top of Xuefeng.

Zang Xuefeng and Tianlong Peak are opposite each other, separated on both sides, but their uses are quite different. The bones of the predecessors of Yaowanggu are buried here, and there are tombs after each other.

Zhao Zhiwei, wearing a mink coat, was sitting limply in front of a new grave. The snow was falling all over the sky, condensing her willow eyebrows into white, but her red and swollen eyes never blinked halfway, that’s it. Staring blankly at the tombstone in front of him, it was as if the three souls and seven souls had been separated.

On the tombstone, four big blood-red characters stand out: The Tomb of Ancient Fan.

For a long time, on Zhao Zhiwei’s pure white cheeks, there were two lines of clear tears slowly sliding down, dripping on the snow, the hot tears melted a little ice and snow.

At this time, Yao Qianfan walked over slowly and whispered: “Silly boy, it’s cold, go back.”

Zhao Zhiwei turned a deaf ear, her expression still sluggish.

This made Yao Qianfan very speechless, and he said depressed: “If you die, you will die. As for you, walk around and go back with Lao Tzu.”

Yao Qianfan tried to capture Zhao Zhiwei, but in the next instant, Zhao Zhiwei’s emotions suddenly became several times more intense. She snarled fiercely, “I blame you, why would you execute Gu Fan if you didn’t check it out? I know him, he won’t be. That kind of person, you killed him!”

Yao Qianfan suddenly became angry, “What, do you want to avenge him? Come, I’ll stand still.”

“Do you think I dare not!”

Zhao Zhiwei stood up suddenly, and she wanted to attack Yao Qianfan, but because of the long time she had been sitting on the snow, she just stood up and fell heavily.

Yao Qianfan sighed helplessly, shook his head, stretched out a hand full of spiritual energy, and waved it in front of Zhao Zhiwei, who immediately passed out.

After that, Yao Qianfan slowly left with Zhao Zhiwei in his arms. After a few steps, he turned around and blasted off Gu Fan’s grave with a palm.

There is no reason for the existence of no one in the tomb.

…

Jade Buddha Ridge West.

An old man in sackcloth, carrying a young man, was speeding fast on the rugged mountain road, even if the weather was bad and the terrain was unbearable, he was still on the ground.

After a day and a night, the two finally settled down on an unknown back mountain. After crossing a large area of woods, there was a river in front of them.

These two people are naturally Lao Huang and Gu Fan.

After being carried around for a day, Gu Fan couldn’t help but ask: “From the day I entered the Medicine King Valley, you have been aiming at me. Why on earth?”

Lao Huang couldn’t answer this question, but said indifferently: “Don’t ask if you shouldn’t.”

“Then since you think I am a thief, why didn’t you let me die in Lin Mo’s hands?” Gu Fan asked again.

This matter can be talked about.

Lao Huang whispered: “Who said I believe you are a thief? I have found out that there is someone else who did the wrong thing.”

“Who?”

“Lin Kun.”

boom!

Hearing this name, Gu Fan broke a big tree next to him on the spot, gritted his teeth and said: “It’s so insidious, no, I’m going back to kill him.”

“You can’t go back for the time being. I brought you out just to let you live and die here. If you want to get revenge from Lin Kun, you must have the ability to survive.” Old Huang said slowly.

All of this was wrapped in a mysterious gauze. Gu Fan was full of doubts about every move of Lao Huang, as if from beginning to end, it seemed to have been premeditated.

At this moment, in the river in front, a long hair was raised from the water, and then a white back was exposed. From a distance, it was a young woman.

In such a cold weather, there were people playing in the water. From such a small detail, it was enough to judge that the woman’s cultivation level was not low, at least she was in the Yinling Realm, otherwise she would have been frozen to death long ago.

Seeing this scene, Lao Huang was also shocked, but soon he showed a smile, and under his hand, he froze Gu Fan’s body and made it immobile.

“What do you want to do?” Gu Fan asked in a panic.

Old Huang shook his head and said unhurriedly: “I didn’t want to do anything, boy, from now on, the road ahead of you will be full of thorns. Try to survive.”

When the words fell, only hearing a’bang’, Old Huang slammed his fist at the bridge of Gu Fan’s nose, causing him to shed two lines of nosebleeds.

Later, Lao Huang picked up a stone and bounced it into the river. The moment the woman noticed something was wrong, her body turned into an afterimage and left leisurely, leaving Gu Fan alone in a mess, “I am not dead,” You yin me!”