The Urban Romance of Miracle Doctor
As soon as he vomited out his anger, he would cut the throat of the crazy knife.
But before he could spit out his true Qi, the army spikes on one side rushed forward like a flexible monkey, turned his hands, and the army spikes in his hands stabbed him one after another.
The ancient martial artist cut out the sword with one palm and put it on the ground. He was a little busy dealing with the army stab.
But he felt that his abdomen was cold, and a Miao Dao was cut from his abdomen. The movement in his hand slowed down, but he saw the crazy Dao standing up with his teeth clenched and twisting the Miao Dao in his hand.
The ancient warrior's mouth was bleeding. He looked at the crazy knife in surprise. In any case, he didn't understand why he hadn't killed the crazy knife with his palm just now.
You should know that his palm was full of Qi. If you were an ordinary person, you would be able to smash the other person's head, but the other person could struggle to stab him with his backhand. This was a little unexpected
"Hehe, let's make it clear to you. In terms of strength, I may not be as good as you, but my head is hard enough." Crazy Dao said with a grim smile.
The ancient martial artist raised his hand with difficulty and wanted to hit the crazy Sabre before he died. Even if he could not kill him, he would at least be half dead. He could not suffer for nothing.
But his chest was cold, and an army stabbed him in the chest.
The army stab inserted the Mitsubishi army stab into his chest and pulled it out without hesitation. The special barb twisted the heart of the goods to pieces. His eyes opened wide, and then fell to the ground.
He really died with his eyes closed. Maybe he was the first one who had the cultivation of yellow rank and died in the hands of two people whose strength was far from that of him, or even ordinary Qigong.
"Good cooperation." Kuang Dao smiled. His eyes darkened and he fell back. He was just the end of a powerful crossbow. He rose up and stabbed out a knife, which had exhausted all his strength.
The army spike hurried forward and put him on the ground slowly with both hands. He didn't call him with a crazy knife because he would die on the battlefield.
He needs to leave his life to avenge his comrades in arms, instead of crying with him. Now is the battlefield.
The fierce battle was bloody. The enemies of both sides were especially jealous when they met. The strength of Wang Tiezhu's eight people could not equal the ancient martial arts after all.
It was a very bitter battle, even worse than when they met a god official in the Japanese kingdom.
Bang... Wangtiezhu fell back and flew out. After landing, he quickly got up and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, showing a ferocious expression.
"Do you want to continue?" Guyonglin sneered. He felt that there was no point in fighting with people of this level. He could crush each other to death, but he was not in a hurry to do so. He wanted to kill wangtiezhu like a cat playing with a mouse.
"Of course." Wangtiezhu wiped a handful of blood foam on the corner of his mouth. He said with a grim smile: "stop thinking. There are only two results. I die or you die."
"Your brothers are all down. Do you want to continue?" Gu Yonglin sneered.
Wangtiezhu looked back and saw that the situation at the scene was bloody. All his seven brothers lost their fighting power, especially the crazy knife and bullet. They fell into a deep coma and did not know whether they were dead or alive.
Two masters of the ancient family were killed. Although they were almost wiped out, it was also a very happy thing because they had at least the ancient martial arts ability of the Yellow level. It was good to kill them.
It's a pity that this is not a wild place or a jungle. In that case, the eight of them are not afraid of each other at all, relying on their own advantages.
This war was a glorious defeat, because the people on our side were fighting against the ancient warriors who were too much higher than their own force value without any advantage. But also successfully put down the other two people.
"Hehe, our brothers have always fought to the end, never ending." Wangtiezhu smiled. He untied his bloody shirt and threw it aside. He showed his strong muscles.
He slowly untied a dark iron chain from his waist. The chain was as thick as his thumb. He wrapped the chain around the wrist of his right hand, and then held one end tightly with his fist.
"So this is your weapon?" Looking at the iron chain in wangtiezhu's hand, Gu Yonglin said thoughtfully.
"This is what I got from an enemy when I was on a mission for the first time. It was the first time I killed people and felt the smell of blood. So I tied this chain around my waist as a souvenir. I have always used it as an amulet because I think it can bring me good luck." Wangtiezhu said with a grim smile.
"Shit, it's just a chain. It's not as good as a gun. I don't believe that an ordinary chain can double your combat power." Gu Yonglin sneered.
"Then we can try. People like you who only know how to practice and have a stiff head don't know that there is a kind of spirit in this world that is invincible." Wangtiezhu grinned.
"Really? Then tell me what the spirit is." Gu Yonglin sneered.
"That is the spirit of fighting, the spirit of preferring death rather than surrender, and the spirit of never giving up among our brothers. Brothers, what is our spirit?" Wangtiezhu shouted loudly.
But with the roar of wangtiezhu, everyone shouted: "never say die!"
"See? This is our spirit. As soldiers, we have never believed. All we believe is this. One brother fell down, and the other brother did not cry at his side, but stood up to avenge him." Wangtiezhu said.
"A group of brainwashed soldiers." Gu Yonglin is quite quiet.
"Hehe, maybe it is. We are big soldiers who have been brainwashed. But our heart and soul for this country can sweat and bleed, die and endure grievances, but this is our mission. You will never realize this feeling." Wangtiezhu said.
"Really? I can't feel it, and I don't want to stop these things. Come on, I think you can show your real strength to fight me now." Gu Yonglin sneered.
Wangtiezhu shouted loudly. He strode forward, and then hit Gu Yonglin with a fist.
Guyonglin took out his palm and wanted to take wangtiezhu out, but wangtiezhu's figure flashed, but his palm was empty.
Then guyonglin felt his collar tight, but wangtiezhu grabbed his collar with great speed.
Guyonglin tried to shake wangtiezhu out with his hands, but his true Qi had not yet condensed, but he felt a pain in his head. A feeling of dizziness came out of his head. Then, a trace of pain gradually expanded, and guyonglin felt a burst of dizziness.
But he was stunned by the punch of wangtiezhu.
Wang Tiezhu didn't let him recover at all. He grabbed his collar with one hand and smashed his head with the other hand. One punch, two punches
His fist head was as big as a sandbag, and the strength of his fist was doubled after the iron chain was wrapped around it. Wang Tiezhu hit his fist again and again, so that he had no time to react.
Finally, guyonglin reacted. He wrapped his hands around Wang Tiezhu's fist like a raindrop, and then kicked him out.
Wangtiezhu fell back and flew out like a kite with a broken line. He spat out blood, then stood up with one hand on the ground.
Guyonglin stood on the spot and shook his dizzy head. Until now, he has not completely recovered from Wang Tiezhu's fist.
It's too cruel. The son of a bitch punches too hard. Gu Yonglin doesn't understand what the wind was blowing in his head just now. Wang Tiezhu grabbed him by the collar and beat him up. Is he an ancient martial artist? He is a martial artist of the rank of the earth. How can he be beaten like a pig's head by an ordinary man?
"This is our spirit, or our faith. Do you feel it now?" Wangtiezhu raised his head and said with a grim smile.
"Go to hell..." Gu Yonglin finally responded. He thought he was really bored. He had been talking nonsense with such a small man for so long. He should have taken out his real strength to kill this group of bastards early in the morning and chewed on ye haoxuan's greatest reliance while avenging his brother.
He burst into a rage and threw his fist forward. The air in the air was slightly distorted by his fist. His fist was a must kill skill of the ancient family. Even if Wang Tiezhu was fierce, he was confident that his fist would make him unable to wake up.
Wangtiezhu stood up and stared at Gu Lianqi with a grim smile. He didn't take death seriously at all.
He had already seen through life and death after climbing out of the blood sea of the knife mountain countless times. They are people who live every day and earn every day. They have no fear at all. Life and death are just like children's games in their eyes.
It's just a pity that Wang Tiezhu didn't wait until the boss came back.
Bang... A dull loud noise sounded in front of him, and he felt his body light and floating.
Maybe, this is the feeling before death.
"Don't pretend to be dead, get up."
There was a voice in wangtiezhu's ear. He was not a spirit of freedom. Then he suddenly woke up. This... This is the voice of the boss.
He quickly opened his eyes and saw yehaoxuan standing in front of him. Gu Yonglin's body had already fallen out, and a touch of blood was left on his mouth.
It turned out that the punch just now didn't hit him at all, but yehaoxuan came in time and kicked Gu Lianqi away.
"Boss..." wangtiezhu immediately sat up from the ground as if he had beaten chicken blood.
The wound on his body didn't seem to hurt much. Yehaoxuan appeared in front of him like a god of war, bringing him infinite strength.
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But before he could spit out his true Qi, the army spikes on one side rushed forward like a flexible monkey, turned his hands, and the army spikes in his hands stabbed him one after another.
The ancient martial artist cut out the sword with one palm and put it on the ground. He was a little busy dealing with the army stab.
But he felt that his abdomen was cold, and a Miao Dao was cut from his abdomen. The movement in his hand slowed down, but he saw the crazy Dao standing up with his teeth clenched and twisting the Miao Dao in his hand.
The ancient warrior's mouth was bleeding. He looked at the crazy knife in surprise. In any case, he didn't understand why he hadn't killed the crazy knife with his palm just now.
You should know that his palm was full of Qi. If you were an ordinary person, you would be able to smash the other person's head, but the other person could struggle to stab him with his backhand. This was a little unexpected
"Hehe, let's make it clear to you. In terms of strength, I may not be as good as you, but my head is hard enough." Crazy Dao said with a grim smile.
The ancient martial artist raised his hand with difficulty and wanted to hit the crazy Sabre before he died. Even if he could not kill him, he would at least be half dead. He could not suffer for nothing.
But his chest was cold, and an army stabbed him in the chest.
The army stab inserted the Mitsubishi army stab into his chest and pulled it out without hesitation. The special barb twisted the heart of the goods to pieces. His eyes opened wide, and then fell to the ground.
He really died with his eyes closed. Maybe he was the first one who had the cultivation of yellow rank and died in the hands of two people whose strength was far from that of him, or even ordinary Qigong.
"Good cooperation." Kuang Dao smiled. His eyes darkened and he fell back. He was just the end of a powerful crossbow. He rose up and stabbed out a knife, which had exhausted all his strength.
The army spike hurried forward and put him on the ground slowly with both hands. He didn't call him with a crazy knife because he would die on the battlefield.
He needs to leave his life to avenge his comrades in arms, instead of crying with him. Now is the battlefield.
The fierce battle was bloody. The enemies of both sides were especially jealous when they met. The strength of Wang Tiezhu's eight people could not equal the ancient martial arts after all.
It was a very bitter battle, even worse than when they met a god official in the Japanese kingdom.
Bang... Wangtiezhu fell back and flew out. After landing, he quickly got up and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, showing a ferocious expression.
"Do you want to continue?" Guyonglin sneered. He felt that there was no point in fighting with people of this level. He could crush each other to death, but he was not in a hurry to do so. He wanted to kill wangtiezhu like a cat playing with a mouse.
"Of course." Wangtiezhu wiped a handful of blood foam on the corner of his mouth. He said with a grim smile: "stop thinking. There are only two results. I die or you die."
"Your brothers are all down. Do you want to continue?" Gu Yonglin sneered.
Two masters of the ancient family were killed. Although they were almost wiped out, it was also a very happy thing because they had at least the ancient martial arts ability of the Yellow level. It was good to kill them.
It's a pity that this is not a wild place or a jungle. In that case, the eight of them are not afraid of each other at all, relying on their own advantages.
This war was a glorious defeat, because the people on our side were fighting against the ancient warriors who were too much higher than their own force value without any advantage. But also successfully put down the other two people.
"Hehe, our brothers have always fought to the end, never ending." Wangtiezhu smiled. He untied his bloody shirt and threw it aside. He showed his strong muscles.
He slowly untied a dark iron chain from his waist. The chain was as thick as his thumb. He wrapped the chain around the wrist of his right hand, and then held one end tightly with his fist.
"So this is your weapon?" Looking at the iron chain in wangtiezhu's hand, Gu Yonglin said thoughtfully.
"This is what I got from an enemy when I was on a mission for the first time. It was the first time I killed people and felt the smell of blood. So I tied this chain around my waist as a souvenir. I have always used it as an amulet because I think it can bring me good luck." Wangtiezhu said with a grim smile.
"Shit, it's just a chain. It's not as good as a gun. I don't believe that an ordinary chain can double your combat power." Gu Yonglin sneered.
"Then we can try. People like you who only know how to practice and have a stiff head don't know that there is a kind of spirit in this world that is invincible." Wangtiezhu grinned.
"Really? Then tell me what the spirit is." Gu Yonglin sneered.
"That is the spirit of fighting, the spirit of preferring death rather than surrender, and the spirit of never giving up among our brothers. Brothers, what is our spirit?" Wangtiezhu shouted loudly.
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Of the seven people, two fell to the ground and did not wake up. Five people were firmly controlled by each other. They were injured or even on the verge of life and death.But with the roar of wangtiezhu, everyone shouted: "never say die!"
"See? This is our spirit. As soldiers, we have never believed. All we believe is this. One brother fell down, and the other brother did not cry at his side, but stood up to avenge him." Wangtiezhu said.
"A group of brainwashed soldiers." Gu Yonglin is quite quiet.
"Hehe, maybe it is. We are big soldiers who have been brainwashed. But our heart and soul for this country can sweat and bleed, die and endure grievances, but this is our mission. You will never realize this feeling." Wangtiezhu said.
"Really? I can't feel it, and I don't want to stop these things. Come on, I think you can show your real strength to fight me now." Gu Yonglin sneered.
Wangtiezhu shouted loudly. He strode forward, and then hit Gu Yonglin with a fist.
Guyonglin took out his palm and wanted to take wangtiezhu out, but wangtiezhu's figure flashed, but his palm was empty.
Guyonglin tried to shake wangtiezhu out with his hands, but his true Qi had not yet condensed, but he felt a pain in his head. A feeling of dizziness came out of his head. Then, a trace of pain gradually expanded, and guyonglin felt a burst of dizziness.
But he was stunned by the punch of wangtiezhu.
Wang Tiezhu didn't let him recover at all. He grabbed his collar with one hand and smashed his head with the other hand. One punch, two punches
His fist head was as big as a sandbag, and the strength of his fist was doubled after the iron chain was wrapped around it. Wang Tiezhu hit his fist again and again, so that he had no time to react.
Finally, guyonglin reacted. He wrapped his hands around Wang Tiezhu's fist like a raindrop, and then kicked him out.
Wangtiezhu fell back and flew out like a kite with a broken line. He spat out blood, then stood up with one hand on the ground.
Guyonglin stood on the spot and shook his dizzy head. Until now, he has not completely recovered from Wang Tiezhu's fist.
It's too cruel. The son of a bitch punches too hard. Gu Yonglin doesn't understand what the wind was blowing in his head just now. Wang Tiezhu grabbed him by the collar and beat him up. Is he an ancient martial artist? He is a martial artist of the rank of the earth. How can he be beaten like a pig's head by an ordinary man?
"This is our spirit, or our faith. Do you feel it now?" Wangtiezhu raised his head and said with a grim smile.
"Go to hell..." Gu Yonglin finally responded. He thought he was really bored. He had been talking nonsense with such a small man for so long. He should have taken out his real strength to kill this group of bastards early in the morning and chewed on ye haoxuan's greatest reliance while avenging his brother.
He burst into a rage and threw his fist forward. The air in the air was slightly distorted by his fist. His fist was a must kill skill of the ancient family. Even if Wang Tiezhu was fierce, he was confident that his fist would make him unable to wake up.
Wangtiezhu stood up and stared at Gu Lianqi with a grim smile. He didn't take death seriously at all.
He had already seen through life and death after climbing out of the blood sea of the knife mountain countless times. They are people who live every day and earn every day. They have no fear at all. Life and death are just like children's games in their eyes.
It's just a pity that Wang Tiezhu didn't wait until the boss came back.
Bang... A dull loud noise sounded in front of him, and he felt his body light and floating.
Maybe, this is the feeling before death.
"Don't pretend to be dead, get up."
There was a voice in wangtiezhu's ear. He was not a spirit of freedom. Then he suddenly woke up. This... This is the voice of the boss.
He quickly opened his eyes and saw yehaoxuan standing in front of him. Gu Yonglin's body had already fallen out, and a touch of blood was left on his mouth.
"Boss..." wangtiezhu immediately sat up from the ground as if he had beaten chicken blood.
The wound on his body didn't seem to hurt much. Yehaoxuan appeared in front of him like a god of war, bringing him infinite strength.
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