A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

"Shushasha!~"

Two figures, a man and a woman, shuttled quickly through the dense forest. They were panting heavily, and their pale faces were covered with panic.

"Brother Feng, I, I can't run anymore." The woman behind said panting.

"Wan'er, you must hold on. We managed to escape. If we are caught again, it will be over." It was Han Feng who ran ahead. This was ten years ago, and he was only in his twenties. year old youth.

"Brother Feng, you, run away alone, leave me alone." Wan'er said.

"Wan'er, let's go together, I won't leave you behind." Han Feng said firmly.

"Brother Feng, I really, really can't run anymore." Wan'er was out of breath, she was completely dragged forward by Han Feng.

"Wan'er, if you hold on for a while, you will be able to run out of this forest soon." Han Feng said with a hint of joy, because the light appeared in front of him, and the forest seemed to be coming to an end.

Finally, the two rushed out of the forest, but what appeared in front of them was not a flat river, but a cliff.

When I came to the edge of the cliff and looked down, I couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

The two looked at each other with despair in their eyes.

At this moment, a sinister laugh sounded in the jungle behind.

The faces of the two of them turned livid in an instant.

Looking back, I saw the terrifying old man rushing out of the jungle like a ghost, blocking the retreat of the two of them.

Han Feng will never forget this face, this ghastly and terrifying face, he is the God-Poison Sect, the master of the Poison Corpse Hall, the poisonous dragon.

"Hey hey hey, let's see where you can go." The poisonous dragon said sullenly, with a ferocious smile on his face.

Both bodies were trembling constantly, and their faces were full of fear. To them, the old man in front of them was a devil, a man-eating devil.

Dulong stared at the two of them, his vicious eyes were filled with a look of incomparable excitement, he didn't know when he picked up a peach-pit-sized bead that exuded dark green flames.

Looking at this bead, the horror in the eyes of the two became more and more intense.

"This corpse nucleus only needs to devour one more person to complete its refinement. One of you will become the sacrifice of this corpse nucleus, and the other will become the host of this corpse nucleus This corpse core will give you extremely powerful death power, making you the killing tool of this seat." The poisonous dragon said in a gloomy voice, and then asked the two of them: "Which of you two will be a sacrifice? ?”

Both of them retreated in panic, and soon their heels touched the edge of the cliff, and they had no way to retreat.

The poisonous dragon's eyes wandered back and forth between the two, and finally settled on Wan'er, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a sinister voice: "Then you will be the sacrifice." Grabbing, like a magnet, forcibly attracted Na Wan'er to her.

"Wan'er!" Han Feng exclaimed, but he didn't dare to go forward, he didn't have the courage to go forward, he could only watch the poisonous dragon stuff the corpse core into Wan'er's mouth.

After swallowing the core of the corpse, Wan'er's body was ablaze with dark green flames. She screamed in pain, and her body gradually shriveled.

Just when Du Long let go, Wan'er suddenly jumped towards Han Feng, and the two fell off the cliff together.

Han Feng knew that Wan'er did this because she didn't want him to become a puppet.

There is a deep pool below the cliff, Han Feng survived, but Wan'er's body was swallowed to death, leaving only the corpse core exuding dark green flames...

Standing on the ring, Han Feng's head kept replaying the sad scenes from the past.

Seeing Han Feng come to the stage, Pan Xi in the audience immediately showed anxiety, but Pan Zhengfeng's eyes flashed a gloomy look. If it wasn't for this guy's interference, he wouldn't have forced his daughter to the stage of martial arts competition.

The strong man on the stage did not intend to underestimate the enemy, because he had just stepped into the late stage of the realm, and this guy in front of him, like the thin young man before, was about to enter the late stage of the realm. The distance is not too great.

"Woo!~"

Han Feng took out an ice sword, which was a high-grade treasure. Although he could use a high-grade treasure with his cultivation base, it would relatively consume more energy.

After taking out the ice sword, he took out another energy recovery pill and swallowed it directly. It seemed that he was fully prepared.

Seeing Han Feng's action, the strong man opposite was a little surprised, and the audience in the audience were also very surprised.

Without further ado, Han Feng had injected true energy into the sword, and rushed towards the strong man.

The strong man unhurriedly raised his knife to block.

"Chong!"

Han Feng's ice sword was blocked.

Originally, the strong man thought that the opponent would draw back the sword and retreat. Unexpectedly, instead of retreating, he injected a lot of true energy into the sword. A cold air rose from the sword, and its strength suddenly increased by a few points.

The brawny man also hurriedly injected true energy into the knife, and had a powerful collision with the opponent.

"Bang!~"

There was a bang, and both of them were pushed back by a strong impact.

Just as he stabilized his body, Han Feng pumped up his true energy without hesitation, and rushed towards the strong man again.

The ice sword in his hand was filled with cold air, and the cold air was constantly spinning around the blade, making the whole sword look like it was wrapped in a small whirlwind.

"This guy should practice ice swordsmanship, right?"

"This is indeed the first level of the Whirlwind Sword of Ice Sword Art. It looks like he can use it well. It should be quite refined."

"If the second form can also be practiced to this level, maybe I can fight with the opponent."

Just like what these people said, what Han Feng practiced was a set of high-grade water-based exercises called the Ice Sword Technique.In terms of skills, this set of ice swordsmanship is obviously stronger than the opponent's evil tiger swordsmanship, and Han Feng's actual combat experience is definitely not inferior to the opponent's. With such a discount, he should still have a slight chance of winning.

Seeing the opponent's attack, the strong man did not hesitate to use the first form of the tiger sword technique, the hungry tiger pounces on food. He injected true energy into the knife and raised his head high. At the same time, he jumped forward and headed towards Han Feng. hack away.

Originally, the strong man thought that Han Feng would use his moves to block his attack, but unexpectedly, the opponent ignored his attack and swung his sword directly towards the zhenqi defense in front of him.

"Boom!"

Both of their attacks hit the opponent's true qi defense.

Han Feng had the advantage in martial arts, while the strong man had the advantage in cultivation, so neither of them could benefit from it, and they all fell back under the blow.

Just now he gained a firm foothold, Han Feng rushed towards the strong man aggressively, like a wild beast, defying life and death, just to bite off the enemy's neck.

The brawny man was really intimidated by Han Feng's aura. This guy didn't come to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives, he came here to desperately.

Seeing Han Feng like this, Pan Qian in the audience was very anxious, and Ye Wutian also frowned faintly.

The strong man tried his best to block the opponent's sword, and then quickly retreated to a corner of the high platform, and then injected true energy into the knife, intending to perform the second form of the tiger sword technique, the crazy tiger bite.

Although Han Feng fought very hard, he did not lose his mind. Seeing that the strong man seemed to be preparing to perform a big move, he did not continue to charge, but prepared his own move very wisely.

He raised the ice sword in his hand high, and with the infusion of true energy, the cold air on the sword body exploded, and the cold air condensed rapidly on the sword body like frost, forming a huge ice sword about ten meters long in a short while.

"The power of this move of freezing three feet seems to be impressive, and I am afraid it is even better than the opponent's mad tiger."

"It seems that this guy has practiced very hard. It is really not easy to condense this three-foot ice sword into a solid form, even for ordinary monks in the late stage."

Several senior monks in the audience spoke highly of Han Feng's move, and the facts were the same as what they said. Over the years, Han Feng had practiced very diligently.Although his aptitude is not very good, he has reached this point with his amazing perseverance. The reason for his persistent efforts is to avenge Wan'er one day.

The brawny man's move was prepared first, he swung the golden sword in his hand, and slashed forward in the air.When the big knife fell, there was a muffled roar of a tiger on the knife, and the golden light on the knife churned and turned into a translucent golden tiger shadow, rushing towards Han Feng aggressively.

Just when Jin Hu rushed halfway, Han Feng's move was also successfully prepared. He waved the huge ice sword in his hand, which was three feet high, and slashed forward with great force.

When the ice sword fell, there was a burst of chilling air, and Ding Jie in the audience couldn't help shivering.

"Boom!~"

The ice sword suddenly bombarded Jin Hu's head, and there was a violent explosion sound from the impact of the two forces, and an incomparably dazzling golden glow bloomed at the impact point, making it impossible to look directly at.

The golden light faded quickly, and the golden tiger was completely defeated, but Han Feng's ice sword still had a nearly transparent sword shadow, which fell on the strong man's true energy defense.

"Woo!~"

The strong man's zhenqi defense trembled, and the sword shadow shattered like glass.

The power of the opponent's blow surprised the strong man a little. When he came back to his senses, he saw that the opponent had already charged with his sword, and the momentum was as fierce as before.

The strong man was sweating. Although he had the advantage in cultivation, he didn't feel at ease at all. In his eyes, the enemy in front of him was so terrifying.He had never felt such a frightening feeling before, even in the face of those berserk spirit beasts. He was very curious as to what kind of desire made this man so crazy.

"Woo!~"

Raising the knife to block the opponent's slash, the strong man fell back two steps, barely gaining a firm foothold on the edge of the stage.

Seeing that the other party raised his knife and rushed forward again, he simply retreated from the high stage consciously, as if he had surrendered. Anyway, he didn't think he could persist on the stage to the end, so he didn't want to fight this kind of desperate person.

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