A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

This is a dustpan-shaped depression, except for the south exit, the other three directions are cliffs.

It was late at night, and it was pitch black in the valley, without the sound of insects or wind.

At this time, there were four men sitting around an open space, they were Yang Zhenghe and his party.

After parting from Yang Zhengjiang and the others, the four ran desperately with torches in their hands. After fleeing for several miles, they discarded the torches in their hands and finally successfully threw off the enemies behind them.

Later, they arrived at the meeting place according to the agreement, but there was no trace of Yang Zhengjiang and others, and they were ambushed by the enemy instead.

The four managed to fight a bloody road, and finally fled to this mountain depression.

The faces of the four were gloomy. Since the meeting place was ambushed by the enemy, it obviously meant that Yang Zhengjiang and the others had already been captured by the enemy. They decided to split up to let Yang Zhengjiang and the others evacuate safely, but it turned out to be counterproductive.

After being silent for a long time, a man asked, "What should we do next?" The man's name was Yang Xing, and he had a mid-stage Profound Realm cultivation.

"We must find a way to rescue Brother Zhengjiang and the others." Yang Tielin said firmly. He has a late stage cultivation base of the Profound Realm, which is the highest among the four.

"But we don't know where big brother and the others are now." Yang Zhenghe said anxiously.

"This question can only be answered from the mouths of those guys outside." It was Yang Jin who spoke, who also had a late-stage cultivation in the Profound Realm.

"Then let's rush out and fight with them now." Yang Zhenghe said impatiently.

"It's so dark now that it's not suitable for fighting. Let's wait until dawn before acting." Yang Tielin said.

"What Brother Tielin said is that we should rest well for the night and rush out after dawn." Yang Jin said.

The other three people nodded in agreement, and then, the four of them didn't speak any more, rested and practiced. . .

With the sound of a crisp bird cry, the sky has already brightened.

Seeing that it was about the same time, the four of them immediately took action and rushed towards the mouth of the valley together.

"They're coming out!" A clear cry came from the silent Taniguchi.

At the same time as the voice fell, six men rushed out from all directions towards Yang Zhenghe and the others.

These six people's cultivation bases are not high, two of them are at the early stage of the profound realm, three of them are at the middle stage of the profound realm, and one is at the late stage of the profound realm. In terms of overall strength, they are slightly inferior to the four of Yang Zhenghe, and it is precisely because of this that they need support.

Before the two sides began to fight, the other man at the late stage of the Profound Realm urged: "Be careful and save lives."

The strength of the six people was originally inferior to the four of Yang Zhenghe, but now they played very conservatively. As a result, they quickly fell into a disadvantage.

Not long after the battle, the two cultivators at the early stage of the Profound Realm had been beheaded, and the remaining few were defeated one after another before they could last long.

The four of them mercilessly killed the cultivator at the late stage of the Profound Realm, and two of the cultivators at the middle stage of the Profound Realm, leaving only the youngest one behind.This guy has a thin face and small eyes, with a wretched look on his face. He has been timid since the beginning, obviously a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Seeing that his companions were all dead, the wretched man hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed for mercy: "Brother, hero, spare your life, and the little one is just obeying orders."

"Say, who are you?" Yang Tielin asked with his sword against the wretched man's throat.

The wretched man trembled all over, and replied in a trembling voice: "Wei, Wei, a member of the Wei family."

"The Wei family? Then what is your purpose in hunting us down?" Yang Tielin asked again.

"Because, because of Wan, Wan's reward." The wretched man replied.

"Sure enough, it has something to do with the Wan family." Yang Zhenghe said angrily.

"Then have the rest been arrested by you?" Yang Tielin continued to ask.

"Yes! Yes!" The wretched man repeatedly nodded in agreement.

"How strong is your Wei family? How many powerful people are there?" Yang Jin asked.

"Yes, yes, there are two." The wretched man stammered back.

"It seems that it may not be so easy to save people." Yang Jin worried.

"No matter what, you have to know the other party's camp first." Yang Tielin said and ordered to the wretched man: "Lead the way to your Wei's house."

"Yes! Yes!" The wretched man didn't dare to resist in the slightest. He quickly got up from the ground and walked in front to lead the way, followed by the four of them.

Just when they had just turned over a hill, they suddenly saw a group of people rushing towards them in front of them.

Although there are only six people in this group, they are all above the middle stage of the Profound Realm, and the old man who is the leader is a strong person in the realm.

Seeing these people, Yang Tielin put his sword around the wretched man's neck and asked, "Are those from your Wei family?"

"Yes!" The wretched man answered with a nod.

Yang Tielin wiped the wretched man's neck with his sword without hesitation, and then shouted, "Run!"

The four of them didn't dare to hesitate at all, they turned around and fled towards the hillside, they were not sure how to compete with the strong ones.

Of course, it is not so easy to escape from the hands of the powerful.

The four of them had just rushed up the hill when the old man had already chased them and blocked their way.

"Stop making unnecessary resistance, and just get caught obediently." The old man said with a sinister smile.

The four retreated, but the other five surrounded them from behind.

"Anyway, they are dead, fight with them, kill one and earn one!" Yang Tielin shouted loudly.

So, the four of them rushed towards the five people behind them desperately. Of course, they would not be so stupid as to fight desperately with the strong.

"Keep alive." The old man also reminded the five people.

Since the other party wanted to keep alive, the four of them didn't have to worry about their lives. They teamed up to attack the same person on the other side, completely ignoring the attacks of the other four. In this way, the one attacked was quickly killed by the four together .

Just when they were about to attack the next target, the old man finally couldn't help but make a move.

Facing the strong man, the four of them had no room to fight back. They were beaten to the ground before they could hold on for a moment.

"Take them away!" The old man waved his hands coldly and ordered.

However, just as he finished speaking, he saw four of his disciples collapsed to the ground at the same time.

As the four fell down, a young figure appeared in the old man's field of vision, and he was Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian didn't dare to get too close for fear of being noticed by the old man, so he only rushed to the scene now.

Looking at the wounded relatives on the ground, Ye Wutian burst into anger. This scene is so familiar. Back then, he was powerless to watch his clansmen fall one by one. Now, he wants to tear these bastards into pieces. .

"You, who are you?" The old man stared at Ye Wutian cautiously, and the other party was able to kill four people silently under his nose, which meant that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person. The other party's cultivation was completely invisible, which inevitably made him a little uneasy.

"The person who killed you!" Ye Wutian replied coldly, his eyes were burning with anger, like a god of death, he approached the old man step by step.

"Ye Xiaoyou!" For the four of Yang Zhenghe, seeing Ye Wutian was undoubtedly seeing a savior.

Hearing Yang Zhenghe's name for him, Ye Wutian felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart. If it was not because of his amnesia, the family would have been reunited long ago, and the clansmen would not have suffered such a tragic experience.

And the old man has lived for most of his life no matter what, so naturally he will not be frightened by a young man.

"It's really shameless! The old man wants to see how capable you are." After speaking, the old man propped up a defense of true energy, dodged and rushed towards Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian stopped, and immediately, phantoms on his body shook. The speed of these figures was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch them, and others could only see a phantom.

But even so, Yang Tielin recognized these movements at a glance, "This, this is the Yang family boxing." What an incredible scene.

After Yang Tielin said so, the other three also recognized these familiar moves, and they all stared at the young man in front of them dumbfounded.

Just when the old man rushed to the front, the first 35 Qi storage movements of the four-style Yangjiaquan had been performed, and all the figures returned to the body. A sharp look flashed in Ye Wutian's eyes, and the magnificent punch was already directed The old man knocked away.

"Woo!~"

The old man's zhenqi defense collapsed at the sound, and he was also thrown backwards, spraying blood mist along the way.

"Bang!~"

The old man's body fell to the ground heavily, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth. His eyes were wide open, and he looked at the young man in front of him in astonishment.

"Remember, you were defeated by my Yang family fist." Ye Wutian said to him coldly, after speaking, a golden light flashed in his hand, and the old man's head fell off his neck, rolling down the mountain.

Hearing Ye Wutian's words, Yang Zhenghe and others finally confirmed that the other party was indeed using Yang Family Fist, but they didn't understand why this young man knew Yang Family Fist, and the Yang Family Fist he used seemed a bit weird.

Under the suspicious eyes of the four, Ye Wutian walked up to them slowly, seeing their scarred appearance, Ye Wutian felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"Uncle Tielin, I remember you used to take me with you every time you went fishing, but once you forgot to take me back, which made me cry for a long time by the river." He looked at Yang Tielin and said with a smile.

Then he turned his gaze to Yang Xing, "Uncle Yang Xing, I remember when I was seven years old, you taught me to smoke, my dad saw me, and I was severely scolded."

Then he looked at Yang Jin again, "Uncle Yang Jin, I remember one time when you took me to the city, I accidentally scratched someone's car and got slapped, and you crippled that person's hand in a fit of anger."

Finally, he looked at Yang Zhenghe, "Uncle Zhenghe, I remember that every time I caused trouble and was beaten by my dad, I would run away from your house, and you would help me."

"You are Shuhao?" The four exclaimed in unison.

Ye Wutian nodded vigorously.