The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 974: Blood fog (one more)
The middle-aged man obviously did not expect the tone of this mysterious youth with a mask.
He followed Han Yun into the secret realm of blood spirits for a long time, and it was the first time he heard someone really talk to him like that.
In the past few days, no one around him is clinging to him.
Every time they step out of this door, the talented disciples of Kunlunxu send spiritual treasures and praise with kind words.
But today's tit-for-tat is the first of its kind.
"You don't know me?"
The middle-aged man has an interesting taste.
Before Ye Chen spoke, Ye Luoer held her chest out and said, "What are you? Why does Mr. Ye want to know you?"
"Mr. Ye?"
The middle-aged man frowned. He also knew some genius brothers, but very few had the surname Ye.
Just now he released his spiritual sense, and he knew that so many people present seemed to be not very friendly to this masked youth.
Is it really a loose repair?
You must know that in the past few days, there are indeed scattered cultivators who come here, but the end result is the same.
This group of people was either ruthlessly humiliated or fell here.
The cruelty of martial arts has always been like this.
Without strength, openly challenging authority will only lead to a dead end.
However, it is impossible for him to crush the loose cultivator, which is too much to lose his identity.
The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Chen, then stretched out his hand and pointed at Hou Yong, who was seriously injured, and said, "Boy, there are some things I don't want to do too much. You wipe the blood from the door, and then Apologize to the injured person, I can pretend this never happened."
Hou Yong opened his eyes in a daze. He naturally heard the middle-aged man speaking for him, and his eyes were happy. Although he was too badly injured and embarrassed, the presence of the middle-aged man meant that He is invincible here.
The masked Ye Jitian wanted to move him, it was impossible!
Ignoring the feeling of tearing and pain on his body, he stood up with difficulty and said to the middle-aged man, "Thank you senior for your shot! Hou Yong is very grateful!"
The middle-aged man ignored him at all, and Hou Yong felt embarrassed and couldn't step down.
His eyes could only be aimed at Ye Chen, and his anger erupted: "Little beast, you are a mere cultivator, even though you are very strong, you dare to disrespect your senior! Do you know what this senior is from? He is your forever I can't even offend an existence."
Ye Chen glanced at Hou Yong, he could feel the killing intent in the other's eyes.
Anyway, this **** he must clean up today.
It is his usual practice to nip all threats in the cradle.
He stepped out and blocked Ye Luoer's body, then turned his gaze to the middle-aged man and said word by word, "You want to protect him?"
The middle-aged man nodded: "I don't care if you are a loose cultivator or from a top sect, you must obey the rules of the Blood Spirit Secret Realm when you arrive at the Blood Spirit Secret Realm. No one is qualified to disturb Senior Han's mansion.
You should be glad that Senior Han is in retreat. If you change it to normal, you, including everyone here, have become cold corpses. "
"With me here today, I won't allow you to kill!"
Hou Yong also sneered, as if in control of everything: "Ye Jitian, I know that Kunlun is rumored to be very strong, but do you really think that you have the right to speak here?"
"I advise you to..."
Before Hou Yong finished speaking, Ye Chen's indifferent voice exploded like thunder!
"Noisy!"
"The person I want to kill, Ye Jitian, has never been qualified to stand!"
At one point of these words, the expressions of the middle-aged man, Hou Yong, and even everyone changed drastically.
The words have been said so clearly, this guy has to do it!
The middle-aged man also noticed Ye Chen's gesture of raising his hand, his eyes shrank, and he instantly brought out a long sword in his hand.
The long sword carried an icy streamer, as if traveling through time and space, towards Ye Chen.
"Boy, you are so brave, you dare to go against my will!"
The middle-aged man is completely angry!
He disdains to take action on Ye Chen, but this kid has challenged his bottom line again and again!
Anyway, Hou Yong, he must protect him today.
Ye Chen naturally felt the cold light engulfing him, his eyes narrowed, and the Jiuyou Sky Killing Spear was directly in the palm of his hand!
It stabbed towards the long sword without warning.
“Ding!”
The two forces collided directly in the air, creating violent sparks.
The middle-aged man felt the endless demonic energy as if swallowing his sword. At this moment, his face changed greatly!
I even exclaimed: "People of the Demon Race!"
"You turned out to be a demon!"
Immediately, the middle-aged man put away his contempt, and the spirit sword in his hand turned sharply, and a blood-red light surrounded the sword's body, like lightning that ripped apart the night, and slashed towards Ye Chen's head.
In his eyes, people from the Demon Race must not stay!
Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!
Seeing that a sword was about to be cut off, Hou Yong's eyes, who were injured in the distance, were extremely excited!
He wants Ye Killian to die!
"Little beast! Even if you have a great reputation among the many sects of Kunlun Xu, so what! This is in the blood spirit secret realm, and strength is the only rule. If you offend your predecessors, you are simply courting death!"
Ye Luoer also felt the strength of the middle-aged man, she didn't want Ye Chen to have an accident, and exclaimed: "Mr. Ye, be careful!"
Ye Chen nodded, his five fingers spread out, and the Nine Nether Sky Slaughtering Spear was twisted instantly, and it was like a snake wrapped around the middle-aged man's sword!
The powerful sword force was instantly swallowed by the demonic energy around the Jiuyou Sky Killing Spear.
Stalemate!
Only then did the middle-aged man realize the weirdness of the Jiuyou Heaven Slaughtering Spear in Ye Chen's hands.
"What kind of weapon is this, it can change shape at will!"
"Does it come from ancient times?"
Before the words fell, a silver needle appeared in Ye Chen's other empty hand!
"I don't need you to care about what weapon I have."
"The only thing you have to do is watch me kill the person you want to protect!"
"No one who Ye Jitian wants to kill has ever survived unharmed!"
The words fell, and the silver needle in Ye Chen's hand shot out directly.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank to the extreme!
His Daoyuan Realm's aura climbed to its peak, and he wanted to block everything with Qi, but found that he was not qualified at all!
The silver needle slid across his hand, and the aura of the surrounding world seemed to be absorbed by the silver needle!
The silver needle instantly expands and turns into a long spear, breaking through the void!
Come to Hou Yong!
The strong energy even knocked the middle-aged man back several steps on the spot, and his expression became more and more hideous!
He exclaimed again: "The technique of the **** of medicine, this kid is actually proficient in the technique of the **** of medicine!"
In the distance, Hou Yong naturally felt that a long spear turned into a silver needle appeared in front of him, and his expression was almost frightened.
I was seriously injured, and it is impossible to escape now!
He could only watch the Grim Reaper appear in front of him!
"Pfft!" With a sound, the spear passed between his eyebrows, and the terrified head exploded directly.