The Talented Doctor

Hexi put one hand on the rockery, with his head slightly to the side, showing a handsome face and a beautifully-lined snow-white neck, he slowly said: "I am not impatient to live, but I feel very impatient to see you scums alive. ."

"So, I have to send you all to hell, lest it get in my eyes!"

"Presumptuous!" The middle-aged man heard the outspoken Qiqiao smoke, pointed at Hexi and said angrily. No one in the house can't make it!"

"Come on, let me go together, I'd like to see, a little second in the foundation construction period, where can the courage to come to our Jiang Mansion rampant."

The words were frantic, but the middle-aged man did not dare to neglect, and soon sacrificed a cold green long sword.

The spiritual power of the middle-aged man poured in, the long sword let out a whistling buzzing, and quickly flew towards the Hexi on the rockery.

At the same time, those martial artists who were behind the middle-aged man in the condensing phase also offered magic weapons flying swords, ready to go.

Seeing that the green long sword had slashed in front of Hexi, the purple vine was held in his slender hand and suddenly swept heavily.

Just listen to the sound of "pop", and the flames burst in the blink of an eye.

The green long sword was intercepted by purple vines in mid-air, and before the middle-aged man reacted, he suddenly turned around and flew towards the crowd.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

He slowly lowered his head to look at the long sword in his chest, his eyes were full of unbelievable amazement, then his head tilted and cut off his breath. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Hexi held Zimingyou Luo and stood on the top of the rockery.

A satin-like black hair fluttered gently, purple vines danced gently in her hands, and a deep smile appeared on the beautiful face of the young boy. His face was clearly beautiful and poetic, but it looked like a deadly Yan Luo at this time. Generally scary.

The middle-aged man's face became extremely ugly, and the green flying sword stuck in his chest buzzed for several times before returning to his hand.

He originally thought he was just a warrior in the base-building period, even if the magic weapon in his hand is no matter how powerful, he may be able to deal with a group of base-building period.

But obviously, the facts before him are far from what he imagined.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man felt fear in his heart and couldn't help raising his throat to ask.

But before he could finish speaking, Hexi suddenly jumped up, and the whole person flew up like a swallow, while the purple vines in her hand swept out in a whistling manner.

Hearing a loud "bang" sound, the purple vines engulfed the bodies of more than a dozen base-building warriors, and then they slammed them against the wall.

Poorly these foundation-building martial artists were originally not high in cultivation, but when Zi Ming Youluo was trapped, their spiritual defense was broken. Without spiritual defense, they were just ordinary people's bodies.

Being knocked down on the wall so fiercely, without even humming, the bones all over his body shattered and his death was clean and neat.

The middle-aged man already had an expression of horror on his face at this time, and was about to greet everyone to join him.

Suddenly, applauding came from behind him, and then an old voice with a smile slowly sounded, "Good skill, good magic weapon, it is really a hero who was born a boy!"