One person: Fusion [Luo], a completely unlicensed black doctor

call--!

It seems I'll have to take the lead in a bit...

Only by gaining more sympathy and recognition can Bao'er better integrate into the special group of temporary workers!

then,

The two groups of people are located in the center of Biyou Village.

At a certain point in time, he suddenly made his move!

Xiao Zizai struck first, pressing forward and raising his hand to deliver a Great Compassion Palm!

A giant handprint appeared in the air, crashing towards Bai Yuan like a small mountain!

Facing this palm strike,

Ding Shian's eyes lit up, his feet sank downwards, and he soared into the air, waving his hand...

boom--!

A swift palm strike collided with the handprint in mid-air.

The air buzzed and vibrated incessantly.

The two attacks canceled each other out.

Xiao Zizai looked amazed and asked with great interest:

"Dude, is that a splitting palm strike?"

Ding Shian did not reply, his eyes burning with intensity, and his figure flashed!

The same applies to Xiao Zizai!

It was like finding a fellow patient.

Having received the hint, Feng Baobao made her second move, grabbing a white fruit knife and heading straight for Bai Yuan.

at the same time,

The black tube also pressed down, heading straight for Bai Yuan.

Bai Yuan touched the ground with his toes, his figure flashed out, and he moved straight forward.

He punched the oncoming black pipe.

Threatened by this punch, Black Pipe gritted his teeth and could only clench his fist even tighter, letting out a roar!

boom--!

Their fists collided, and the ground beneath their feet shattered, forming a spiderweb pattern, with flying debris scattering in all directions.

But only in the next moment

The black-handed man, who was as big as a black bear, was sent flying backward after the fist collided with him!

call out--!

His body transformed into a shot put, hurtling towards the woods behind him.

Feng Baobao immediately followed up with a slash.

Bai Yuan grasped at the air in his hand.

The Demon Blade Thousand Blades, which was originally stuck in the ground, rose into the air, forming an extremely fast arc, and instantly reached his palm.

The two knives clashed.

Ding Ding Ding-!

In an instant, the flashes of swords were like shadows.

Indistinguishable to the naked eye!

Wang Ye took a deep breath.

"Tuheche!"

Huge rocks rose from the ground and joined the battle.

Bai Yuan fought two opponents alone, yet his expression remained unchanged.

He brandished his sword, the blades flashing and clashing.

His two opponents, especially Wang Ye, were struggling.

After the earthen cart was shattered, the Tai Chi Cloud Hands technique he used could only protect himself.

But after only a few exchanges...

Swish-!

Bai Yuan delivered a whip kick that sent Wang Ye flying!

The black tube that had just been knocked away almost seamlessly replaced Wang Ye's position at the top, joining forces with Feng Baobao to besiege Bai Yuan!

The powerful and heavy force of the punch caused a gust of wind to rise from the flat ground around it!

Among the temporary workers, the true strength of the clarinet was fully revealed at this moment!

His veins bulged, like writhing centipedes, and he let out a beastly roar...

Zhang Chulan and Zhuge Qing join forces.

Let's go together to deal with Tu Junfang of Quanxing.

After a few moves, Tu Junfang directly used his signature technique, summoning his 'Three Corpses'.

Zhuge Qing's eyes narrowed, and he spoke up to remind him.

"Zhang Chulan, whatever you do, don't get touched by that thing, or even a god couldn't save you!"

Zhang Chulan's eyes were serious.

Even without Zhuge Qing's reminder, he could sense that the thing was strange.

Wang Zhenqiu, one of the temporary workers, took to flying a kite.

One blow here, another blow there.

The rest of the Quanxing were restrained.

For a while,

The two sides clashed!

Everyone uses their own skills and abilities!

After playing for almost a few more minutes,

This chaotic battle has come to an end...

Because suddenly, everyone in the midst of the chaotic battle felt a pang of fear!

next moment,

A chilling aura emanated from the center of the battlefield, instantly enveloping the entire area, followed by a low shout.

"Eight Gates... Open!"

A tremendous force swept across the entire battlefield.

The night sky is turned upside down!

In an instant,

Hei Guan was punched in the chest and was sent flying hundreds of meters away, breaking trees along the way!

Feng Baobao's wrist was grabbed, the ground beneath Bai Yuan's feet sank and cracked, and with a sudden burst of force, Feng Baobao transformed into a hurricane, streaking across the sky like a shooting star!

Whereabouts unknown!

Wang Zhenqiu, who was trying to dodge, suddenly froze as a cold gaze locked onto him...

Click——!

The green currents crisscrossed menacingly, coiling around one of Bai Yuan's arms!

Wang Zhenqiu's pupils suddenly contracted. He wanted to say something, but before he could utter a word, he was swept away by a green current like a lightning bolt!

His eyes rolled back, and he fell straight to the ground.

Subsequently,

Bai Yuan looked at Wang Ye in front of him with an extremely calm gaze and said, word by word:

"Master Wang..."

"I'd like to see who can stop me today!"

A bead of cold sweat slid down Wang Ye's forehead...

Where one stands, there is no one in front of him.

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A fierce and chaotic battle ensued.

Suddenly it came to an abrupt end.

The abruptness was somewhat unexpected and took some getting used to.

It was like a grand concert with tens of thousands of people watching. On stage, everyone was playing passionately and giving their all. But suddenly, all the lights in the venue went out!

Bai Yuan dissipated his aura.

Actually, there's no need to use the Eight Gates Formation to deal with these people.

The reason for using them was simply to send a signal to a few temporary workers.

He just doesn't want to play anymore.

They've given me enough face.

then,

He snapped his fingers, and the black tube that had flown a hundred meters away instantly appeared in front of him.

Bai Yuan casually cast a healing spell, said nothing, and turned to leave.

As he left, the other members of Quanxing also withdrew.

Ma Xianhong was being supported by Qiu Rang, who appeared out of nowhere.

They followed Quanxing in their evacuation.

Only a devastated battlefield was left.

...and the temporary workers who were injured in different ways.

...

Feng Baobao, who was thrown away, was unharmed. She walked back leisurely with her hands in her pockets.

Zhang Chulan clutched his chest, limped to the middle, and asked softly:

"Sister Bao'er, are you alright?"

Feng Baobao shook her head and then ran to his side.

Knowing that Feng Baobao cared about him, Zhang Chulan breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, I'm not seriously ill."

Even with Zhuge Qing's help, he still suffered some injuries during his fight with Tu Junfang.

Of course, the main reason is that he had withstood Ma Xianhong's blow before.

Even though treatment was received later, it wasn't an immediate treatment; it only helped half the time, and the other half required rest.

But the current situation may actually give him this opportunity.

Seeing Zhang Chulan's deathly pale face, Xiao Zizai took out a small bottle from his person and tossed it to him.