With just one move in the fight, the master was injured and vomited blood?
The mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator has a full blow. Shouldn’t it be that the late-stage Jindan cultivator has broken his muscles and broken his bones and has no complete corpse?
Why did the master vomit blood instead?
But, wait!
At this time, "Fellow Daoist Fan" suddenly surged, far exceeding the late stage of the Golden Pill, and directly entered the state of the Nascent Soul stage, and was at the level of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul stage. His body exuded the power of spiritual pressure, which was not at all in Zhao Tiankui's slightest
Down.
"Fellow Daoist Fan, you..."
Not only Qi Xingzi, but also Master Shang was stunned.
This man surnamed Fan turned out to be a master in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.
Could it be that he came here to conspire to the leader of this sect?
Just as the two were dizzy, Zhao Tiankui was already wiping the blood on the mouth, flapping his arms, and preparing to take action again, with even more crazy eyes.
With a thunderbolt, a golden Ruyi Tower flew out, rising in the storm, turning several feet tall in the air, with electric arcs flashing and rumbling down, forming a huge thunder net that enveloped Zhao Tiankui.
Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed and Xiao Fan lost his trace from the spot.
Although Zhao Tiankui was already in a state of madness, he knew something was wrong. He turned his wrist and wanted to sacrifice the magic weapon. The next moment, the air beside him suddenly twisted like water waves, and Xiao Fan's figure suddenly appeared. Zhao Tiankui
He was shocked and without thinking, he had no time to sacrifice his magic weapon. When he shook his sleeves, he slammed Xiao Fan with a palm.
Xiao Fan stretched out his hand, his five fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed his pulse door in one hand.
"A hand that divides the tendons and breaks the bones!"
Xiao Fan shouted softly.
Then everyone heard the "click" sound of dislocation of muscles and bones, and Zhao Tiankui's painful groan. The whole right arm just drooped softly.
"Martial arts in the ordinary world?"
"How is this possible?"
Mr. Shang seemed to have some understanding of martial arts in the mundane world. He was dumbfounded and completely unbelievable.
The martial arts in the world of the common world were actually used by the masters in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and it seemed to be effective. But how is this possible? As long as Brother Zhao stretched out a small finger, even if he was the top martial arts master in the world of the common world, he would be crushed to pieces.
The end of
The only reason is that the one who uses this "stringing and bone-shattering hand" is also a master of mid-stage Nascent Soul.
Even though Zhao Tiankui's skill was so mysterious that his entire right arm was ruined. Not only was it hurt so much, but his combat power was also greatly reduced. What's especially important is that the severe pain made a clear light flash in his eyes for a moment.
Although his eyes were just fleeting, this moment of delay was enough for Xiao Fan.
When Zhao Tiankui's eyes became crazy again, thirty-six shining willow leaf flying knives shot out and instantly nailed to Zhao Tiankui's big holes.
The two sides are so close together. They are almost close. Not to mention that Zhao Tiankui is in a state of madness, even if he is completely awake, he will never avoid it. He fights in close combat. So far, Xiao Fan has never lost to any opponent.
Whether it is a human or a beast!
As soon as the thirty-six willow leaf flying swords were inserted into Zhao Tiankui's thirty-six holes, his whole body suddenly became stiff and could not move.
Xiao Fan's body flashed and he reached behind Zhao Tiankui. He bounced out with a finger, and a thick and powerful spirit shot straight into Zhao Tiankui's jade pillow, instantly reaching the sea of spiritual consciousness.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, wake up!"
At the same time, Xiao Fan shouted softly.
Although the sound was low, it was like rolling thunder, rumbling over everyone's heads.
Zhao Tiankui was shocked, and his crazy eyes gradually became clear.
Uncle Shang, who was blocked by the power grid, had already taken out his magic weapon and was about to forcibly break through the power grid and break in. Seeing this, he stopped and looked shocked and confused.
But in a flash, the sect leader was suppressed by this person?
Could it be that the fellow Taoist Fan in front of him still concealed his true cultivation, not the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but the late stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator? Otherwise, how could he have such great skills to control the cultivator of the same level as soon as he takes action, and don’t say he will fight back.
The power of the body does not even have the ability to resist?
In fact, Uncle Shang still overestimated Xiao Fan's ability.
If Zhao Tiankui is defeated in the end, even if he loses the game, he will never lose in one fight. It will definitely be a tough battle. However, the situation is extremely abnormal at the moment. Zhao Tiankui is in a state of madness when practicing martial arts.
The reaction is far less agile than usual, and it is even more difficult to control magic weapons from the heart. Xiao Fan adopted the martial arts skills of close-killing among ordinary people that all cultivators are not willing to practice, and caught Zhao Tiankui off guard. Unless he was not willing to practice.
Zhao Tiankui is proficient in body refining techniques, otherwise he would have almost no resistance to Xiao Fan who had already bullied him.
Xiao Fan raised his hand and took back the thunder tower rotating above his head.
"Fellow Daoist Fan, what do you mean?"
Uncle Shang stared at Xiao Fan and was on guard, but he could not hide the panic in his eyes.
This person can easily control the leader of the Weiwu Sect. I am afraid that the entire Weiwu Sect will be no match for him. If he really has malice against the Weiwu Sect, it will be a disaster.
Xiao Fan smiled and said, "It's nothing. If you want to treat fellow Daoist Zhao, you must calm him down first."
"But, you disguised yourself as a disguise, deliberately concealed your cultivation, and got into our Weiwu Sect General Hall. How could Shang know what you were thinking?"
Xiao Fan smiled softly and said, "Fellow Daoist Shang, if I want to be unfavorable to your sect, would I still talk nonsense to you here? Just now, my fellow Taoist was all focused on Master Zhao. If I want to kill you,
It must not be too difficult."
“…”
Uncle Shang was speechless.
"Junior brother, don't be rude to the master!"
At this moment, Zhao Tiankui finally woke up completely and hurriedly shouted.
"Senior brother, are you awake?"
Zhao Tiankui nodded slightly, then turned to Xiao Fan, and said respectfully: "I am here to go to Zhao Tiankui, the leader of Weiwu Sect, thank you for your help. Didn't you dare to ask for your fellow Taoist name Gao?"
His key points were fixed, but his head could turn and he could speak.
Xiao Fan nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "In Xia Xiao Fan, the doctor of Baixiong Hall in Jinzhou City."
"Xiao Fan?"
Master Zhao Tiankui exclaimed at the same time.
"Fellow Daoist Fan... Oh no no no, Fellow Daoist Xiao, are you the medical saint in Jinzhou City? Xiao Fan and Xiao Medical Saint?"
After a moment, Uncle Shang started to shout, surprised and excited.
"The medical saint dare not be accused of it, but the Xinglin colleagues are loving."
Uncle Shang opened his mouth and was stunned for a while. Suddenly he patted his head heavily and said with a laugh: "I went all the way to Jinzhou City to find the Medical Saint, but I didn't know that the Medical Saint is right in front of me. It seems that my eyes can be dug out.
…”
That's what he said, but his tone was really pleasant.
This time he went to Jinzhou City. Although he did not find Xiao Medical Saint, he heard a lot of legends about this young Medical Saint, and everyone praised Xiao Fan. If the person in front of him was really Xiao Medical Saint in Jinzhou City.
Saint, then there is nothing to worry about, and it will never be detrimental to their Weiwumen for no reason.
"Mr. Xiao, please help us Weiwumen no matter what. As long as my senior brother's illness is cured, you will be the great benefactor of our Weiwumen. Everyone in Weiwumen is grateful to Mr. Weiwumen for his great benefactor.
…”
Then, Uncle Shang clasped his fists with his hands, bowed to the ground, and said respectfully.
Xiao Fan's robe sleeve shook, and a powerful force surged out. He held up Uncle Shang, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Shang is exempted from courtesy, and it is the doctor's duty to cure and save patients. Since Xiao has arrived here, the condition of Master Zhao's sect
, and will do your best."
"Yes, thank you Mr. Xiao..."
Seeing the powerful force coming, he was powerless to resist and stood up straight with this force. Uncle Shang was even more shocked and admired.
It seems that this person is really not an ordinary mid-level monk. His skills are far above those of the same level monks.
Xiao Fan then turned around, stretched out his right hand and put three fingers on Zhao Tiankui's wrist, frowned slightly, his eyes squinted slightly, and he concentrated on his pulse. Zhao Tiankui immediately held his breath and calmed down, not even dared to breathe.
After a while, Xiao Fan let go of his fingers, frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhao had an accident while practicing. The root of this disease is in the sea of spiritual consciousness, which is much more difficult to treat than ordinary diseases... Please ask fellow Taoist to practice the exercises and the formulas of the practice.
Leave the pill recipes I took before to see."
In the world of cultivation, it is naturally a big taboo to check the practice methods of other sects, but it is natural for Xiao Fan to say such words as a doctor.
If you don’t understand the condition, how can you treat it?
As the leader of a sect, Zhao Tiankui is also a very decisive person. He was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded repeatedly, saying, "Of course, please come to the house to serve tea first, so that you should make everything true.
Tell sir.”
"good."
Xiao Fan's robe sleeves shook, and thirty-six willow leaf flying knives were taken back.
Zhao Tiankui immediately regained his freedom of movement, but his mind was slightly dizzy. Without these willow leaves flying knives, the turbulent flow in his sea of consciousness began to move again. At that moment, Zhao Tiankui forcibly suppressed the turbulent flow and reached out to delay.
guest.
The palace where he lived was beaten to pieces by himself just now, and even the roof of the palace was blown away. It was really not a place for guests. Zhao Tiankui led Xiao Fan to another side hall and invited him to sit down.
A maid has long served spiritual fruits and fragrant tea.
"Master Zhao, the set of exercises you practiced should not be the inherited exercises of your sect? I just found two completely different divine powers in your body. One is quiet and peaceful, the other is
But it was very violent, obviously I practiced later."
As soon as Xiao Fan sat down, he was not polite and went straight to the point.
Zhao Tiankui was shocked, deeply impressed, and said, "Even this can be found, Mr. Xiao is really a magical skill, a generation of medical saints, and is well-known. I admire him very much... The set of exercises I practiced are indeed
It is not the inheritance of this sect, but the occasional one obtained... The name is called Wuji Taiqing Jue..." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!