Medical Martial God

"Ye Xuan, don't force me!"

Feng Wuji stood up hard, staring coldly at Ye Xuan, who was walking step by step, and Moreng's words came out of his mouth.

"What about you?"

Ye Xuan stopped at a distance of two meters from Feng Wuji, watching the wolverine Wuji, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and a ruthless voice came from his mouth.

"Then I am going to kill you today, even if I am seriously injured!"

Wind Promise's fist squealed, the violent energy in his body surged, and a blue force spread out from his body, surrounding him.

As one of the two youngest members of the wind family, he is not the same as Ye Wenfeng without the slightest force value, and has secretly practiced martial arts since he was a child. He has never been exposed to the public.

But now that he was forced to such a field by Ye Xuan, he couldn't care less about being violent and not being exposed so much.

"I didn't expect you to be a trainer. It seems that I despise you ..."

Looking at the hint of blue energy spreading out of Feng Wuji, feeling his fierce and powerful breath, Ye Xuan smirked and opened his mouth.

"Go die, miscellaneous!"

Seeing Ye Xuan's light wind and faint cloud, Feng Wuji's anger erupted, his legs were wrapped in blue energy, making him speed soaring, like a cheetah rushing to Ye Xuan with a fierce killing intention.

When he rushed out, Feng Wuji's whole body energy rushed, and he was poured into his fist, which caused a blue python skull to condense on his fist, and he smashed into Ye Xuan with his fist waving.

The speed is like lightning.

Just for a moment, Feng Wuji rushed to Ye Xuan, killing like a tide, bursting into his mouth, and smashing at Ye Xuan at a faster speed.

"Go to death, Teana Sunder Armor!"

With this blow, Feng Wuji exhausted all his strength in his body.

His confidence can be destroyed along with Ye Xuan's confidence!

Looking at Feng Wuji's fist that furiously hit, Ye Xuan raised a radian from the corner of his mouth, a slight disdain appeared on his face, and his palms protruded randomly, grabbing at the fist that furiously hit Feng Fengji!

"Oh!"

The next moment, Feng Wuji's fist was easily grasped by Ye Xuan's palm, blocking his offensive.

"how can that be?"

The attack was blocked, and the disordered voice came from Feng Wuji's mouth.

He secretly practiced for dozens of years in secret, and finally realized the smashing of the day's armor-breaking fist. The power of a punch can break the rock, but he was fought by Ye Xuan, and he resisted it. How could this not make him feel shocked and Disorder?

This is a complete subversion of Feng Wuji's perception.

When did Ye Xuan get so strong?

"Just so much power wants to kill me?"

Ye Xuan stared coldly at Feng Promise, his mouth indifferent.

"Booming ..."

With his words falling, and waiting for Feng Wuji to have no response and answer, he kicked out against Feng Wuji's stomach again.

"boom!"

The dull collision sounded, and Feng Wuji's body drew a gorgeous arc in the air, spraying a lot of blood in his mouth, smashing the podium seat directly in front of the banquet hall, and smashing into the wall, bright red. Blood and shattered viscera suddenly spewed out of Feng Wuji's mouth ...

"Ahem ..."

His face was pale as paper, his face was full of deep pain, his body was stuck in the wall, his hand was painfully covering his stomach, and he coughed violently ...

This miserable look was like a death row imprisoned in a cage, the wolf howling to the extreme.

Even if the hotel's many security guards arrived at the scene early, watching Ye Xuan jumped over the Feng Jia Long Wei, he did not dare to come forward for help.

Fierce men like Ye Xuan they dare not offend, nor can they offend.

And no one came to intervene in the management of the hotel.

"Ahem ... Ye Xuan, you **** it!"

Feng Wuji lifted his head hard, looking at Ye Xuan's eyes full of thick resentment, and hoarse words came out of his mouth.

"Rusty ..."

Ye Xuan looked indifferent, as if the messenger stepping out of **** stepped slowly to Feng Wuji, reached out with the palm of his hand, grabbed his neck and lifted the whole man with one hand ...

"you……"

"Boom!"

Feng Wuji was about to speak, but Ye Xuan grabbed his hand and slammed his force, and flew him out.

"Well ..."

Feng Wuji's body slammed heavily on the table in the center of the banquet hall, making a dull sound, smashing the table.

A lot of dishes and oil and water spilled on him, and the white shirt he was wearing was dyed colorful, and even oil and water poured into his mouth, making him cough violently ...

Where is this famous master of Fengjia? It is a stray dog ​​who is so embarrassed.

Looking at the horrible wind Wuji, many people at the scene were full of pity and intolerance.

Who could have thought that Ye Xuan was so overbearing and arrogant that even the young master of the Feng family could curl up and shiver on the ground like a wild dog.

"Wanting, let's go!"

Ye Xuan glanced coldly at the half-dead wind Promise, disdainful to speak to him.

Later, he turned his head to fall on Lan Wanting's body and smiled.

"Ok……"

Lan Wanting nodded cleverly, holding Ye Xuan's arm under the shocking gaze of the crowd, striding towards the outside of the banquet hall.

"Ye Xuan, you **** mess, I'm going to kill you ..."

"Lan Wanting, you slut, betray the agreement between the two and prepare to bear the anger of my wind family!"

"Ye Xuan, you **** came back to Lao Tzu. Some kind of you killed me today. I tell you, you don't kill me today, so I will kill you someday!"

"Not only will I kill, I will retaliate against everyone around you, and take them one after another ..."

Looking at the departing Ye Xuan and Lan Wanting, Feng Wuji looked mad, grabbed the broken plate and threw it at Ye Xuan, and the words of madness and resentment came from his mouth.

"Oh!"

After hearing the words, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed coldly and he stopped.

"Ye Xuan, let's go!"

Feeling the strangeness of Ye Xuan, Lan Wanting quickly said.

"it is good!"

Ye Xuan nodded slightly, and continued to walk outside the hall under the guidance of Lan Wanting, letting Lan Wanting feel a sigh of relief secretly, but she was very clear about Ye Xuan's character.

If Feng Wuji provoked him in such a way, Ye Xuan would really kill him without mercy!

"Haha ... Ye Xuan, you are a seedless guy, don't go, come on ... come and kill me!

You bastard, if you do n’t kill me, you just watch how I get revenge on you, kill everyone around you and let them die. ”

"Feng Wuji, you shut up for me!"

Hearing the windy laughter and provocation, Lan Wanting's gaze was turned, and she turned to shout at him sharply.

"Let me shut up? Lan Wanting, you bitch, you don't see what you look like!

You bitch, bitch, don't be proud now, when I go back to find the old man and let his old man come to the door to clean up you personally, I want to see if Old Man Lan will protect you? "

"Tomorrow I have to make you scream sluttyly under Lao Tzu's crotch, shouting rudely ... ha ... uh ..."

Looking at Lan Wanting and Ye Xuan's intimate look, she could hear her tenderness, and Feng Wuji looked crazy and laughed cheerfully.

"Dora!"

However, before his words were finished, his voice stopped abruptly.

Under the eyes of countless people, the sword light bloomed, and the blood at Feng Wuji's neck was soaring. His head flew away from his body, and suddenly fell into a pool of blood ...

His head fell on the ground and made a dull noise, his eyes rolled round, staring in the direction of Ye Xuan, and his face was filled with thick mistakes and incredible and a little doubt ...

At the end of his life, he may not have been able to figure out why Ye Xuan dared to kill himself.

"hiss……"

Looking at the wind falling in the pool of blood, looking at Ye Xuan who seemed to be doing a trivial little thing, the people present could not help but have a chill, and stepped back subconsciously. , The sound of cold air coming out of his mouth.

This madman really dared to kill Feng Wuji in front of so many people.

How can he do this?

Isn't he afraid of the revenge of the Feng family?

Ye Xuan's approach completely subverted their perception and ideas.

"This guy……"

Even Qian Mubai, who was sitting in the distance and watching all this quietly, was frightened by Ye Xuan's move.

However, Qian Mubai's face soon showed a meaningful smile: "The guy killed Feng Wuji, so that he became the enemy of the Feng family, and there is no room for reversal!"

"Counting the time, those guys in Feng's family should be coming, Ye Xuan's guy is completely dead!"

Qian Yanmao, who was sitting beside Qian Mubai, had been scared by Ye Xuan's fierce scene. She was pale, her palms were tightly around Yu Ji's arm, and words of trembling and shaking came from her mouth: "This ... this Ye Xuan is too ... terrible."

Yu Ji looked at Ye Xuan quietly, but didn't say much, but when she thought of Ye Xuan's frivolity that night, there was a hint of resentment in her eyes ...

"Wanting, let's go!"

Ignoring the eyes of everyone, Ye Xuan came to Lan Wanting's side and smiled.

Lan Wanting nodded slightly, holding Ye Xuan's arm and walking outside the hall.

"Miscellaneous! People who hurt my Feng family still want to leave? I tell you, no one of you can go today!"

However, Ye Xuan had not yet come to take two steps, but the sound of strong killing and anger was quiet at this moment.

With the sound of this sound, under the cold and ugly eyes of Ye Xuan and Lan Wanting, a middle-aged man with a body size of two meters tall and with a lot of fierce force held a knife and axe. The crowd roared, and the entire banquet hall was surrounded.

A strong sense of killing and depression permeated the entire banquet hall.

Ye Xuan's eyes flashed coldly, he edited a text message with his mobile phone and sent it to Long Ye.

He knew that today's things would not be so easy.