Taoyuan little fairy doctor

Chapter 197 Messing With My Patriarch Can't Save You

"impossible!"

She watched in shock with her beautiful eyes, the flying sword of a Nascent Soul cultivator, shattered in front of her eyes, she was so shocked that she forgot to breathe, her heart was already beating in her throat.

The branches shook in the violent shock wave.

Slender thighs, round buttocks, not only the slender legs under the tight pants are already tightened, but the pair of small and exquisite jade feet, which are as white as jade under the cold light, are already tightly clasped inward.

"Absolutely impossible! Could it be that this is the strength possessed by the legendary heir of the clan?"

While she was in shock.

Puff~puff~puff!~
Yin Ziping, who vomited blood three times, knelt on the ground.

Looking at Chen Hao, who smashed his flying sword with a punch, and then looked like a normal person, his eyes were already full of despair.

"Well, I'll let you do another trick, hurry up, everyone's time is precious, get up, don't kneel there like a coward, shame on you."

Chen Hao's indifferent voice.

It can be described as murderous.

Yin Ziping, who vomited blood again, stood up unsteadily, not only staring at Chen Hao with fiery eyes.

Afterwards, he not only raised his hands suddenly, but also threw himself directly at Chen Hao.

"The world is boundless, the universe borrows the law, the world of mortals refines the way, all things return to dust, explode!"

With his roar.

boom!
Yin Ziping, who rushed in front of Chen Hao, exploded.

That enormous power.

Almost in an instant.

Everything on the scene has been destroyed.

Even the canopy of a tree tens of meters away was crushed to pieces under that terrifying force.

"To perish with the enemy, to be defeated is to be glorious!"

The Patriarch of the Burial Sect on the top of the mountain had a little more comfort in his expression. After all, for a monk like him who had lived for more than 300 years, the death of a few disciples under his sect was nothing at all.

After all, as long as the sect is there.

Disciples can accept again at any time.

Outsiders can't believe it, but the family can give birth to themselves, so it doesn't matter whoever dies, as long as he doesn't die himself.

Under such a concept, it is the best result for Yin Ziping and Chen Hao to perish together.

After all, in the eyes of the ancestors of the Dizangmen, the face of the Dizangmen is much more important than the disciples.

Hearing the words of the Dizangmen Patriarch, the two masters in the cultivation world who followed him, while feeling complicated, immediately returned to normal soberly, and quickly praised.

"Your brother is right. It is an honor to perish with the enemy. Although the defeat is glorious, the young monk, no matter how strong he is, is still just an individual cultivator. He is not good at magic. The method is to protect the whole body, so even if he doesn't die, he must be seriously injured and at the end of his strength."

"Young sect master hasn't made a move yet, that person should be dead, so today, under the leadership of Brother Lin, the Dizangmen still won a complete victory!"

Hearing the compliments from the two, he knew that the two were just putting money on his face.

But after thinking about it, if this Longxia can be obtained, the annual profit of 3000 million is enough to support the Dizangmen, plus the expenses of a hundred disciples. In the short term, it is a miserable victory, but in the long run, it is indeed a big victory Great victory.

3000 million a year, 10 million in 100 years, 30 billion in [-] years.

And as long as there is enough money, disciples, disciples, exercises, and magical weapons are all dreams.

Given time to recuperate, Dizangmen will not only not recover from a setback, but will usher in an opportunity for revitalization.

"That's right, this time, we are the ones who won the victory!"

at the same time.

Standing on the cliff, Lin Zhengmao, who saw that Yin Ziping and Chen Hao had died together, laughed wildly, and gave Li Mei, who was held in his arms, two swords, and laughed even more presumptuously.

"Ahahaha, Chen Hao, aren't you pretending to be aggressive? You let the strong Nascent Soul Stage three moves, and you died! Ahhahaha, as long as you die, Zhenlongxia can't be developed, and it won't take long. Liying will definitely ask me to develop this place again, and by then, all of this will be mine, Yu Liying, Lan Hongyan, and your most beloved little widow, they will all surrender to me!"

Lin Zhengmao laughed wildly.

Incomparably piercing in the dark night.

And this time.

along with.

The smoke cleared.

Chen Hao's indifferent voice, which was boring but not interested, was already heard in the wind.

"The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny. If you laugh enough, you can suffer to death. After all, rubbish that doesn't even have a Nascent Soul cultivation base is not even qualified as a teaching material."

Lin Zhengmao's laughter stopped solemnly.

He saw it in shock.

At this time, the ground has sunk into a large pit.

The tall and straight Chen Hao not only did not die or was seriously injured at all.

not only.

What made him even more sluggish for a moment was.

At this moment, a net-shaped blue flame appeared around Chen Hao.

"It's impossible! You are an individual cultivator, there is no reason for you to know how to perform spells!"

While Lin Zhengmao was in a daze.

The Dizangmen Patriarch, who also saw everything clearly on the mountain, was about to burst into tears.

"Impossible! It is impossible for a real monk to cultivate physical skills to such a level, and the characteristic of physical training is that he can't use magic skills at all, and he can't control magic weapons. How is this possible? How can he be fine? Then But the self-destruction of a Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse!"

Not only the ancestor of Dizangmen's eyes were about to burst.

Followed by him, the two masters in the cultivation world were already cold and their scalps were numb. They wanted to put oil on their feet and slipped away quickly.

"Monster! What kind of monk is this? It's a god!"

"He's either an old demon who has practiced for thousands of years, or a god descended from heaven, otherwise, no monk can be so strong!"

At the same time that the three so-called experts from outside the world showed panic.

Sure enough, Chen Hao, who had seen Er Danzi clearly, smiled slightly, and the circular blue flame around him disappeared.

"Lin Zhengmao, I warned you twice, the first time I told you, this is my territory, don't mess around here."

"For the second time, let me tell you that obeying the law can ensure safety."

"This is the third time, you are dead!"

Hearing this, Lin Zhengmao, whose scalp was numb, pulled out the dagger that was stuck in Li Mei's belly.

Then he threw Li Mei at Chen Hao.

"Go to hell!"

At the same time as he yelled, Lin Zhengmao had brought his Jindan Qi cultivation to the extreme, and fled to the top of the mountain like lightning. After all, he knew very well that even Yin Ziping couldn't hurt Chen Hao even if he blew himself up. It's not something that someone like him who only has the golden core stage can compete with.

Peng!
But just a breather.

Lin Zhengmao was punched to the ground by Chen Hao who suddenly appeared beside him.

not only.

Lin Zhengmao, who raised his head, saw at a glance that Chen Hao, who was affectionately and indifferently holding Li Mei, who was dripping blood and was already in shock due to excessive blood loss, had already raised his feet.

"stop!"

On the top of the mountain, the ancestors of the Dizangmen have already exploded with the aura of the Yin God realm,

The ecstatic Lin Zhengmao roared loudly: "Chen Hao, you can't think of it, right? My ancestor is also there, kneeling down and begging for mercy, I will save half your dog's life, if you say no, my ancestor will destroy your Xiaonan Village, Dogs and chickens are left alone!"

"Ancestor?"

Chen Hao, with indifferent eyes, looked at the three monks rushing down from the mountain with powerful spiritual power blooming from their bodies.

Peng!foot.

It crushed Lin Zhengmao's head!
(End of this chapter)