Xianhong Road

Chapter 191 The Crazy Hu Fei

The next day, the sun just showed a smiling face, and the "Xianhong Medical Center" in the early morning already had a lot of visitors, and the business was far better than other medical centers in Kyoto.

This kind of situation also means a steady stream of spirit stones. It stands to reason that Yang Fan should be happy with everyone, even secretly.However, he is not in the mood at the moment.

Whether it's the battle with Wushuang two months later, the meeting with Yun Yuxi, or the "Nine Serenity Secret Realm" later, these things are all things he needs to plan and prepare for.

On the other hand, the business of the medical center is booming, most of the things are run by the people under him, and he hardly needs to spend much thought.

At this moment in Kyoto, the reputation and authority of Xianhong Medical Center seems to surpass the three major medical centers of Lanyue, Renhe, and Tianyun, and it is directly catching up with the most mysterious "Tianyin Medicine Pavilion".

If it weren't for these imminent matters, Yang Fan might have taken the time to go to the "Tianyin Medicine Pavilion" to see the most mysterious and powerful medical center in the rumored world of cultivating immortals in Kyoto.

Yang Fan and Hu Fei waited for a while on the fourth floor of the medical hall, and Yan Wang Yu Wenlie, who was wearing a plain robe, walked in.

"I've kept you two waiting for a long time." Yu Wenlie smiled at the two of them, speaking very politely without any aura of a superior.

Among people at their level, secular power and money are like dung.

At the same time, Yu Wenlie is not an ordinary warrior. Like Wushuang, he should be regarded as a "martial artist" recorded in ancient books.

"It's almost time." Yang Fan nodded slightly, "Hu Fei, you can rest assured to fight Wushuang today, and King Yan and I will watch the battle for you."

Hu Fei had already been notified by Yang Fan. At this moment, he looked solemn and said very seriously: "You... you can watch the battle...you can, don't... intervene in our battle...fight."

When Yang Fan heard this, he felt a little strange in his heart. This may be the dignity of the strong.

Whether it is Hu Fei or Wushuang, they all have an unyielding and strong heart. Even if they know that there is no chance of winning, they will not let others interfere.

Some people may say that they are stupid, but without such a mentality and will, it would be difficult for them to achieve their current achievements, breaking through and even surpassing enemies stronger than themselves time after time.

"Okay, I promise you..." Yang Fan gave him a deep look. Both Hu Fei and Wushuang are admirable opponents.

I think Yang Fan also had a similar mentality when he was respected as the first genius in the Yang family in the south, but it was not as obvious as them.

"When will I be able to go back to my original self..."

Yang Fan murmured in his heart that only when he transformed into "Shi Qianhan" would he show his undisguised self.

Under a hypocritical face, he has a heart that is more inclined to the devil...

"Hahaha, I understand your feelings." King Yan looked at Hu Fei in admiration, with a look of nostalgia on his face: "This is also like me when I was young. At that time, I was making rapid progress in martial arts, and my progress was extremely fast. Incomparably, it's a pity that when I had children and a family business, I lost that mentality."

When Yang Fan heard this, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at King Yan thoughtfully.

When he was young, King Yan also possessed that kind of indomitable blood and dignity, he went forward bravely, was not afraid of heaven and earth, and dared to challenge opponents who were stronger than him, so he cultivated rapidly.

However, when he had a family business and children, he had worries about the future and lost his previous "belief", so he lost the progress of his cultivation when he was young.

With complicated and indescribable feelings, Yang Fan and Yu Wenlie followed Hu Fei, left the Xianhong Medical Center, and walked towards a certain place on the outskirts of the capital city.

The three of them walked fast and steadily, without needing to hire a carriage, and left the capital city at the moment of half a stick of incense.

During this period, Yang Fan felt the fighting spirit and will slowly gathered in Hu Fei.

After leaving the capital city, the aura and fighting spirit on his body reached an unbelievable level.

Every step he took, his faith would increase by one point. During this period, his energy and spirit faintly surpassed the usual shackles, and even the speed of the mana in his body also broke through the usual limit.

Breakthrough, he is breaking through!
In the face of irresistible pressure, his energy and will to fight squeezed out the potential in his body little by little.

Yang Fan's heart was shaken, and a rush of blood surged in his heart.King Yan also had the same feelings. At this moment, the heart in his body seemed to have regained the madness of his youth.

From so far away, the creatures nearby can feel an almost suppressed and crazy fighting spirit.

"That man is terrifying!"

When the nearby mortals just touched Hu Fei's eyes, their hearts trembled, and some people were so scared that they feces and peeed and fell to the ground.

What a powerful fighting spirit this is. Just relying on the aura of his body, he can scare people out of their wits. Ordinary monks may not even have the courage to deal with it when they see it.

Standing behind Hu Fei, Yang Fan and King Yan watched his rising fighting spirit step by step, and remained silent, even with anticipation and excitement in their eyes.

At this moment, Hu Fei seems to have reached the most powerful moment in his history. With such a fighting spirit and his extraordinary supernatural power, even compared with the monks in the foundation period, he still has the strength to fight.

After the three of them left the capital city, people from all sides spied on them.

"King Yan, Doctor Yang, Hu Fei, mysteriously left the capital..."

One by one, the information was transmitted to the high-level leaders of the big and small forces in Kyoto.

Whether it is King Yan or Yang Fan at this moment, they are not idle people in the capital.The former is one of the spokespersons of the Yuwen family in the secular world, and has a great influence in the secular world; the latter is the number one miracle doctor who is faintly above the three great doctors in Kyoto, and has the ability to bring the dead back to life.

The change of these two big figures has attracted the attention of various forces.

"It looks like we're going to fight..." the secretly observing person guessed.

Yang Fan and Yu Wenlie are not ordinary people, they also sensed the existence of these spies, but let nature take its course.

After walking for a while, Yang Fan let out a light snort: "Isn't there Hanyuan Mountain?"

Hanyuan Mountain, a scenic spot in Kyoto, has a thousand-year-old temple on it, Qingyuan Temple.

At the same time, this is also the place where Yang Fan and Yun Yuxi dated.

"The last battle was...near here!" Hu Fei said, "He...he said this...it's quiet here."

Yang Fan and King Yan looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

This is the pure land of Buddhism, fighting near here?That Wushuang really knows where to choose!
Arriving in this sparsely populated place, Hu Fei's pace suddenly quickened, and his body leaped and jumped from time to time, walking among the mountains and fields.

Yang Fan and Yu Wenlie are not ordinary people, but they can keep up.

Not long after, the three of them came to a remote and uninhabited place in Hanyuan Mountain.

"It's... it's here!" Hu Fei stopped suddenly.

Yang Fan glanced around and found that this place is on the edge of Hanyuan Mountain, far away from "Qingyuan Temple". Unless it is a battle of high-level monks, it is unlikely to attract the attention of those Buddhist practitioners.

"Wu Shuang didn't come?" King Yan inspected all directions.

Yang Fan unfolded his consciousness and scanned the two miles around, but he didn't find a single figure.

Is this Wushuang a bit overbearing?

However, at this moment, the fighting spirit on Hu Fei's body suddenly rose, surging like a storm, rushing straight into the sky.

That fighting spirit actually rushed to the clouds in the sky.

Suddenly, Hu Fei's aura in his whole body changed suddenly, feeling a little stronger than before.

This guy actually broke through!

At this moment, he climbed directly from the late stage of Concentration to Dzogchen, and he even overwhelmed Yang Fan by half.Yang Fan showed a look of astonishment, the greater the pressure he faced, the greater the potential squeezed out of Hu Fei's body.

Is it...

Yang Fan raised his head and looked up at the sky.

Among the clouds, you can see a vague and ethereal figure, dressed in white snow, with a sword on his back, aloof and out of the ordinary.

The man was suspended in the clouds out of thin air, as if he had no weight. The strong wind in the sky only gently brushed his sleeves.

It turned out that he was in the sky, no wonder Hu Fei's fighting spirit soared into the sky.

"This is a battle between me and him, why are there outsiders?"

Wushuang looked at Yang Fan and Yu Wenlie, and said indifferently, without a trace of emotional fluctuations in his tone.

"Of course I want to understand the opponent's strength in advance and improve my own cultivation. Are you afraid of Wushuang?" Yang Fan said in an aggressive tone.

"You retreat one mile away." Wushuang said calmly, without saying much, it seemed that he had been hit by Yang Fan's aggressive method, but in fact he didn't take these things to heart at all.

Yang Fan and King Yan retreated a mile after hearing the words.

Their purpose is very simple, just to watch the battle and witness this extraordinary battle.

In fact, apart from these two, there are other peepers in the distance.

Call ~
Wushuang, dressed in white, fell lightly from the clouds, like a feather without much weight.

After a few breaths, he put his feet on the ground, and there was a distance of Zhangxu from Hu Fei.

"You didn't let me down..." Wushuang seemed to appreciate, "I hope this is not the last battle between me and you. If you show all your strength, I, Wushuang, will not show mercy."

"Okay." Hu Fei only said one word, and the momentum on his body suddenly froze, and the air in the area in front of him seemed to be stagnant, depressing for a while.

Crackling!

A purple arc, accompanied by a sudden wave of his hands, flashed several rainbow lights, and hit Wushuang's body in the blink of an eye.

That speed is simply frightening, hitting Wushuang all at once, almost powerless to resist.

This is pure lightning power, winning with speed.

Yang Fan and Yan Wang, who were watching the battle from a distance, applauded.

puff!
Wushuang's body was hit, and then disappeared out of thin air.

Is it gone?
Yang Fan suddenly realized that what was hit was just a phantom, and Wushuang escaped this time at the moment of thunder and lightning, which gave people a visual illusion.

"That's right, your attack speed has improved, it's more ruthless than before..."

Wushuang's voice appeared behind Hu Fei, and said with a half-smile.

Before the voice fell, there was a "click", Hu Fei lifted his foot and stepped on the ground, an electric snake, along the ground, forcibly broke a crack, and spread to Wushuang's feet in an instant.

This move struck Wushuang almost as soon as he landed on the ground, which can be described as a surprise.

Hu Fei's fighting talent is extremely terrifying, and he possesses an unbelievable intuition and instinct.

Wushuang had no way to hide, with a dignified look on his face, and with the movement of his feet, a sharp cyan light wave spread from his feet, bombarding with the electric snake.

Whoosh——

A "cracking" sound resounded from Hu Fei's body, and he rushed to Wushuang like thunder, and slapped several palms frantically.

crackle!crackle!
The speed of each palm is as fast as lightning, and the attack speed at close range is ten times faster than the attack speed of a low-level monk's spiritual weapon.The short-distance acceleration is extremely fast, which is also an advantage in close combat.

If a monk who is good at remotely manipulating magic weapons is approached by a monk who is good at hand-to-hand combat, the consequences will be unimaginable, and there is even a chance of killing the enemy by leapfrogging.

However, Wushuang is also good at close combat, and his perfect physical body is an interpretation.

boom! boom! boom!
The fists and palms of the two collided, creating a thunderous crash, which only shattered the eardrums and shook the mind.

In an instant, the living beings within a few miles felt their qi and blood surging, and some small animals were directly shocked to death by the business.

Fortunately, Yang Fan and Yu Wenlie are not idle people, and under the defense, they are not affected very much.

Whoosh!Swish!
At the same time as they were fighting, the figures of the two flickered nearby, and occasionally they would fly in the air, punching and kicking in the sky.

At a certain moment, Hu Fei gritted his teeth, clenched his fist tightly, and the air trembled, and the punch came out with a bang, and a piece of light red thunder and fire shot out, turning into a fist force several times larger than ordinary fists. The air was suddenly filled with a fiery and violent breath, as if the pot was about to explode.

"Good come!"

Wushuang's eyes were fixed, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. In the last two battles, he suffered from Hu Fei's thunder and fire power.

This time, Wushuang was neither slow nor fast, and seemed to be slowly swipe his hands in front of his body, a gentle breath rippling in front of him, forming an invisible mysterious vortex.

hum~
When the power of thunder and fire filled with terrifying aura approached, the air swayed, and after struggling for a moment, it was swallowed up.

"This is……"

Yang Fan almost exclaimed, when Wushuang made a move, he seemed to have a familiar feeling, that move seemed to contain some of the "Xianhong Jue".

Is it...

Yang Fan suddenly thought of the plaque of Xianhong Medical Center.

Of course Wushuang can't practice "Xianhong Jue", because this heaven-defying technique is unique and can only be practiced by one person.Wushuang just borrowed some of its artistic conception.

Bang!
With a light wave of both hands, Hu Fei was ejected by an invisible force, and at the same time, a violent breath rushed into his body.

puff!
Hu Fei staggered and barely stabilized his figure, but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yang Fan stood there blankly, and began to replay the process of Wushuang's mysterious way to defuse Hu Fei's berserk blow in his mind.

Not only did Wushuang defuse it, but Wushuang also returned that force, causing Hu Fei to be injured immediately.

After the fight, Yang Fan found that Wushuang did not use any power that surpassed Hu Fei's. Even, the power he used was half a chip weaker than Hu Fei's. power.

It turns out...the artistic conception of Xianhong Jue can emit such power.

Yang Fan's mind was circling the mysteries of various techniques of Xianhong Jue, and invisibly, he had a deeper understanding of the artistic conception of the technique.

Indeed, Wushuang's comprehension is invincible, but he can comprehend so much just through a plaque.

Of course, Yang Fan didn't suffer a loss either. From Wushuang's practical application, his understanding of Xianhong Jue has been deepened a bit.

For a moment, the mist of life circulating in the body seemed to condense a little more, and there was a sudden sense of relief in the limbs and bones.

Faintly, Yang Fan found himself touching the steps of Dzogchen.

If he can advance to Concentration Dzogchen, then he must consider building a foundation in the next two months, and when he fights against Wushuang, he will have a one or two more chances of winning.

"Hehe, you were the one who took the shot just now, now it's my turn..." Wushuang smiled lightly, and his figure floated up, flying to the top of Hu Fei's head.

call!
With one palm, slap it away slowly.

Yang Fan looked at that palm, and there was an illusion of chaotic time and space.

Although it seems to be slow, Hu Fei has an illusion that there is no way to hide and is irresistible.

He will not give up, nor will he give in. The fighting spirit from his bones makes his eyes bloodshot.

Aww~~
With a roar, Hu Fei bounced up with a "whoosh" sound, like a spirit beast, and slapped Wushuang's Tianling Gai fiercely.

boom!
Wu Shuang wiped a hint of sarcasm from the corner of his mouth, and with just a light slap, a majestic force burst out, knocking Hu Fei into the air.

Hush——

Hu Fei flew out dozens of sheets and hit a mountain bag hard.

Boom!

Suddenly the small hill burst, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Hu Fei's mouth.

However, the fighting spirit in his eyes was even stronger, and there was a little more madness on his face.

Aww~~ Whoosh!
Hu Fei turned into an afterimage, disappeared from the mountain in the blink of an eye, and rushed to Wushuang in an instant.

"So fast..."

Yang Fan exclaimed, Hu Fei's current situation cannot be judged by common sense at all, and he can definitely overwhelm ordinary foundation-building monks. If it is only about straight-line speed, it is even more terrifying than the previous "silver killer".

The speed and power of the short-term burst are extremely terrifying, and can completely blow up a monk in the late stage of concentration.

There was also a hint of fear in King Yan's eyes. If he faced such a slap, he would at least end up seriously injured.

boom!
Wushuang punched Hu Fei in a calm and unhurried manner.

Hush——

Hu Fei was sent flying again and hit a mountain.

This time, Yang Fan felt that Wushuang's power had also risen to a terrifying level, and he knocked Hu Fei, who was ten times crazier than the bison, into the air.

oooooooo~
Hu Fei's body fell into the mountain, his arm was shattered, and his body was covered in blood. It was horrible, but he was still roaring tenaciously, gathering his fighting spirit.

"You have lost...whether it is strength, speed, or the control of power."

Wushuang said lightly.

Whoosh!
A string of white phantoms stretched from where he was to Hu Fei, and then returned to Wushuang's original position.

Yang Fan was stunned, and when he understood it, he was extremely shocked.

Wushuang appeared in front of Hu Fei in just a short moment, and then returned to the same place, giving people the feeling that a series of phantoms appeared between the two.

"No!"

Hu Fei roared, and a taboo-like breath emanated from his body.

Yang Fan's heart trembled, he had already noticed that there was a taboo-like power in Hu Fei's body, before on the Ghost Corpse Mountain, even Fat Ghost Dao was extremely afraid of it.

boil~~~~
Hu Fei's eyes were bloodshot, his hands were stretched out in front of him like claws, his body was half-bowed and half-squatted, he raised his head to the sky and screamed, his teeth bared, his appearance was extremely weird.

In an instant, the situation changed drastically, the aura of the heavens and the earth surged in like a tide, a trace of thunder and lightning gathered among the clouds, and an aura that made all living beings tremble came to this world.

(The two-in-one chapter is updated)

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