Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

The people around him retired, leaving only the Xuanyuan Moze and the man wearing the mask.

Looking at the front of a black robe, the body exudes a strong atmosphere of Xuanyuan Moze, the mask man's eyes flashed, cold eyes staring at him: "You are the Qinglong monarch Xuanyuan Moze?"

Although this is a question, the tone is extremely positive, conspicuous, and able to have such an imposing manner. In addition to the Xuanyuan Moze, there are no other people.

Xuanyuan Moze gave him a cold look and did not answer his words. Instead, the figure flashed, and the black figure flew out like a lightning bolt, hitting the masked man at a speed that was too late for the mask. .

The powerful pressure came face to face, the man wearing the mask glimpsed, did not dare to have a smattering effect, he palmmed the strength of the 10% to meet the Xuanyuan Moze attack, but did not want to, when the two airflow positive In the collision, a loud bang from the bang sounded, and a powerful airflow slammed into his face.

"Hey!"

Just listening to a squeaking sound, the masked man was shot and the whole face was cracked because he couldn’t stand the powerful force. He slammed into the ground and exposed. His original face.

"puff!"

The blood in the body picked up, the throat was salty, and a blood spurted out. The figure was retreating, and it was hard to stabilize. Seeing the front of the palm, the speed was so fast that he could not avoid it. Hard to suffer the one.

"boom!"

"what!"

A slammed sound, accompanied by a scream, this time, the whole person lost the balance and flew straight out, hitting a wall of the shop not far away, because the power is big, it will be that The wall of the shop collapsed a large piece, the wall collapsed, and the stone buried him in it. The dust was diffused and opened. For a time, the figure could not be seen.

"Lord!"

The exclamation sounded, and the monks ran forward in horror.

Xuanyuan Moze, who had a hard time and turned around, did not intend to let him go, but step by step, the powerful pressure that he released on his body filled the air, letting those rush on. The former monks had a glimpse of their hearts and could not help but retreat.

His pace is not slow, step by step, every step, but like stepping on the hearts of those monks, let them only feel fear and panic.

They want to go forward, but they dare not go forward. At present, if they are afraid, they will only be killed. However, the monks carrying the sedan chair, although they have fear in their hearts, still mention this moment. Sword up and head toward Xuanyuan Mozawa.

However, with their strength in the eyes of Xuanyuan Moser, it is just like a child's sword. It is not worth mentioning. He even looked at them without looking at them. He reached out and gave a powerful force. Attacked, a blow, they let them vomit blood to the ground.

"puff!"

"Ok!"

"what!"

The monks who lifted the sedan even couldn’t stop him from hitting one by one. They were hit by that blow, and they fell pale on the ground and couldn’t climb up. They could only watch the horror of the black robe. The man walked step by step toward their Lord, watching his palms condense the airflow of the monks...