The strongest medical saint in the city

Chapter 1529 Blood Forbidden Art Bloody Red Mist

The stronger Yang Zhijian's attack was, the stronger his counterattack would be.

It was only a short while before Zhou You fought like a strong man, and at the end he simply abandoned the first move to the twelfth move according to the scriptures. In the end, he got so excited that he even forgot the moves.

"what?"

Responding to the enemy as if he picked it up at random, Zhou You had completely referred to his past combat experience and original intention at this time, so Yang Zhijian's question "Are you really in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul?" he still couldn't hear clearly.

In fact, Zhou You doesn't really want to answer the conversation, but a fight requires two people to meet each other in order to stimulate their maximum potential. If one party is absent-minded, then the other party will easily lose interest.

Yang Zhijian endured it, finally held back the anger in his heart, and asked again.

This time, Zhou You heard the other party's question clearly, raised the corners of his mouth, and laughed jokingly:
"you guess!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou You also seemed to realize that his attitude was a bit contemptuous, so he, who had a strong fighting spirit, thought for a while, and added, "Well, it's okay for me to tell you if you win!"

Anyway, the answer is yes, and Zhou You didn't want to hide it anymore.

However, he might as well not have said what he added. Yang Zhijian felt like a handout from the other party who was sure he would win for the three words "it doesn't matter". He was so angry that he didn't care what Zhou You's cultivation level was. Then the whole long sword condensed into a bloody red mist.

"No, Zhou You run away quickly, he wants to use the blood forbidden technique!" Zhao Zi'an, who had been supported by Zhao Jiancheng all this time, saw the bloody red mist, his pupils like autumn water shrank, and then subconsciously took a step forward, hastily Reminder to travel around!
Zhou You didn't know what the Blood Forbidden Technique was, but he felt that the bloody red mist that Zhao Zi'an said was very powerful.

Xue Jiuzhou and Chu Qing, who heard her reminder, swayed tacitly, one by one, took Zhao's father and daughter off the ground, and turned to stop at the eaves of the roof.

Looking at Yang Zhijian as if he had taken a powerful pill, the bloody long sword in his hand was so easily swung towards the ground, thinking that he was going to cut himself.

Holding the Fen Tian Sword, he spent half a day guarding around, looking at him inexplicably with three swords on his face, and when the sword and sword were all slashed to the ground, if Zhao Zi'an hadn't reminded him before, he would have felt that Elder Yang was going crazy!
"Miraculous doctor Zhou, get off the ground!"

Xue Jiuzhou and Chu Qing belatedly remembered that Zhou You probably didn't know what the blood forbidden technique was, so they reminded Zhou You in unison.

Zhao Jiancheng, who was a little afraid of heights, stood on the roof tremblingly. Originally, he was the one who supported Zhao Zi'an, but now the relationship between the two was reversed.

Watching the ground slashed down with the long sword of the bloody red mist, it was like being covered with snow all night, but this time it was covered with red blood mist.

It was as if the blood mist on Yang Zhijian's long sword fell to the ground in an instant following the sword move.

"Although it is said that fighting between doctors and poisoners often gambles with their lives, if it is not an unshakable feud, very few people would gamble their lives so easily."

Feng Sanniang and Guan Guan'an were standing on the roof not far from Zhao Jiancheng at this time, looking at the bloody light on the ground that dispersed in the blink of an eye, Miss Maple Leaf couldn't help saying something as if she was feeling emotional.

The poison doctor didn't answer, but her downcast eyes turned to staring around the battlefield.

Zhou You was a bit confused at this time, but he saw that both the enemy and the friend who were staying on the ground went up to the roof. Although he still didn't understand what the blood forbidden technique was, he generally knew that it should be impossible to stand on the old ground. local.

"I'll go to the boss, hurry up... go to the roof!" Seeing that Zhou You was still standing, Mie Zhu couldn't help but stuttered nervously.

Seeing Zhou You, who instantly spread the bloody red mist like a red carpet to his feet, he wanted to sigh. In fact, when Zhao Zi'an reminded him, Zhou You was about to leave, but he wanted to leave, but his feet seemed to have taken root How can you get on the roof if you can't even pull it out?
Before Zhou You asked the nervous little black spider what the blood forbidden technique is, he heard Yang Zhijian's sinister voice full of killing intent:
"Zhou You, today I will bet my life with you to see if you die or not!"

Da Neng's unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box in the late stage of leaving the body, Yang Zhijian had already made up his mind when he learned the ten thousand transformations of the Qiankun Twelve Styles. It's banned.

Miezhu saw that his boss was still not moving, as if he had reacted to something, he was so nervous that he even forgot to use his spiritual sense to communicate, and shouted directly: "Ah, I have killed countless cultivators and powerful blood forbidden techniques. Blood into a prison, a lore killing technique that takes life as a ban, boss, even if I blast it, I can't break the blood ban!"

Zhou You found that the shoes were firmly absorbed by the bloody red mist, and when he heard the words of the little black spider who was so nervous that he was about to faint, he simply waved his hand and sent him into the Burning Heaven Sword, lest he would yell from time to time during the fight one time.

"Tsk, bet your life with me"

After solving the noisy Miezhu, Zhou You couldn't help squinting Yang Zhijian's eyes, and then the Fentian Sword in his hand emitted azure blue light, reflecting his smile. Elder, your face is too big!"

Zhou You's sword light didn't go towards Yang Zhijian, but towards himself.

In the azure blue, Yang Zhijian seemed to hear someone saying in his ear:

"To be honest, taking yourself too seriously is a disease, and it needs to be cured!" Zhou You's voice seemed to be attached to Yang Zhijian's ear, his voice was sneering and disdainful: "You must know that the order of Master Doctor Zhou How expensive it is, it can be called a priceless treasure, with a puppet like you dying, how dare you want to bet your life with me?"

Zhou You said in a tone of "stop making trouble, go to sleep, and dream quickly", as if he is not the one who is trapped in the whole at this moment.

There is a saying in the past that you should be as cruel as the twelfth lunar month to the enemy, and Zhou You will follow it without compromise. For the enemy who wants to kill you, Yang Zhijian, it is a slap in the face without any sympathy, and it is a slap in the face. of.

"Damn you——" Yang Zhijian's face was flushed red by Zhou You's anger, his eyes were like knives and swords, and he glared fiercely at Zhou You. He seemed to have a voice squeezed out of his throat, and said every word: "You die!" deal!"

Zhou You, who was declared to be dead, didn't bother to look at him any more, his figure whirled like wind passing through the forest, and like water passing over rocks, he who was still firmly absorbed by the bloody "carpet" now seemed to be under his feet Like taking root, he stepped firmly on Yang Zhijian's shoulder.

Zhou You was clearly standing on someone's feet, but he was as stable as Mount Tai, and said in a flat voice, "If I'm going to die, then please give me, Elder Yang..."

(End of this chapter)