The country romantic little doctor king

Chapter 606: Killing Sun Dadao with One Palm

After his first strike failed, Sun Dadao, the King of Northern Desert Swords, was not discouraged. Instead, he became even more aggressive and competitive.

Since one knife can’t break it, then try again!

If one knife is not enough, two knives will make up for it.

If two slashes aren't enough, then three slashes...

As long as you keep chopping, no matter how hard the turtle shell is, it will eventually break.

"I don't believe it. Come again, break it for me!" Beimo Dao Wang roared, and took a deep breath, as if he had activated some secret technique. His tall figure suddenly grew taller out of thin air. His original height of 1.9 meters suddenly broke through to more than 2 meters.

The strength will naturally increase.

His whole body was covered with dense veins, his muscles were bulging like iron, and his tendons and bones were creaking, as if he had opened a blacksmith shop, showing the true qualities of a great master of horizontal training. Even a large-caliber machine gun could not hurt him at all.

Click!

The soles of his feet had left two dents on the cement floor, and the thick soles of his size 48 leather shoes were crushed.

"Barbarians!"

Someone at the scene exclaimed.

"Cut, cut, cut. Break, break, break!" The Northern Desert Sword King roared like a lion and tried his best to squeeze out the strength of his body.

quack quack!

His face was ferocious and his teeth were almost broken.

Boom boom boom!

An overwhelming force surged out from every part of the body, all rushed towards the arms, and then passed through the arms into the Blood Shadow Mad Knife.

His arm suddenly became thicker than his thigh, as if it had turned into a unicorn arm.

The blood-colored sword energy gushing out from the Blood Shadow Mad Knife was like the flooding of the Yellow River, unstoppable, and it was about to dye Chen Yang's body red.

madman!

A complete lunatic!

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

The Northern Desert Sword King is worthy of being the Northern Desert Sword King. In an instant, he interprets wildness, unrestrainedness, and domineering to the fullest.

Anyone who is targeted by such a madman will be unlucky for the rest of his life and will die without knowing how.

Zhengzhengzheng!

There was a continuous clanging sound on Chen Yang's back and dazzling sparks flew everywhere.

Under the pressure and cutting of such a savage elephant-like force, the dragon scale armor finally couldn't bear it anymore. Not only did the crystal scales appear, but they even began to break.

This was the first time that the dragon scale armor was damaged after Chen Yang swallowed the earth dragon ball and built the dragon scale armor.

Even Chen Yang himself didn't expect this.

"Hey, what is that? A protective magic weapon?"

Seeing Chen Yang's body, a fish-scale-like light flashed under the cutting blade. Beimo Knife King's eyes shrank sharply, and he finally discovered a clue of something fishy.

This fish-scale-like crystalline substance is extremely fine, clinging to the entire body, and as transparent as crystal. It is really hard to find without careful observation.

Clearly, this is a magical weapon to protect oneself!

Beimo Dao Wang was instantly relieved.

No wonder he couldn’t break Chen Yang’s body even with all his strength. It wasn’t because the brat’s skin was strong, but because his protective magic weapon was too powerful.

Now, this protective magic weapon not only appeared, but even began to break into pieces. Beimo Dao King was overjoyed and his desire to win increased greatly. He prepared to break it open in one go and kill the brat.

"Northern Desert Sword King, huh? You're quite capable, actually breaking through my dragon scale armor."

However, Chen Yang was not afraid at all. He smiled faintly at Sun Dadao and praised him generously.

Generally speaking, his protective Qi alone is enough to deal with more than 90% of the damage. If it is not for the will to make the dragon scale armor appear automatically, it will only recover on its own and protect its master when the body is fatally injured.

Obviously, Sun Dadao's all-out blow posed a threat to his life.

The fact that Sun Dadao could pose a threat to his life showed that he was very strong. Chen Yang was also happy to see the prey, so he praised him.

However, to everyone, this sound was not a compliment, but rather an insult.

Sun Dadao can't kill you with his sword, and your praise of Sun Dadao's swordsmanship is clearly a way of highlighting the strength of your physical body.

It's simply shameless!

"Child is arrogant!"

Even Sun Dadao himself felt insulted.

Sun Dadao always keeps his word when he attacks people, but today he has met a tough opponent. It seems he has to use his ultimate move, otherwise his reputation in this life will be ruined.

Boom boom boom!

But at this moment, Beimo Dao Wang suddenly felt something was wrong, and suddenly there was a sound of a millstone turning in the void.

The sound was like rolling divine thunder, dull yet earth-shaking.

Beimo Dao Wang even discovered that the vitality of the heaven and earth around him was running wild, as if it was being squeezed by a force of tens of thousands of tons.

He looked up and his face suddenly turned pale.

Then a golden hand suddenly appeared above his head.

The palm was also very ordinary at first, but just like the finger that Chen Yang had pointed out just now, when the true energy surged, it quickly expanded like an inflatable, and thousands of golden lights shone, bringing down an overwhelming pressure.

In the end, the palm swelled to the size of a house and looked like a small mountain.

What’s even more terrifying is that there is flashing lightning and roaring thunder in the palm of his hand.

The Tiangang and Disha handprints were equipped with the Xuanhuang divine thunder, and their power was several times stronger than the little Taoist priest who had just been beaten to death on Mount Longhu. It was extremely terrifying, almost like the Tathagata Palm in the movies.

In an instant, Beimo Dao King's vision was filled with a huge golden handprint.

The heavy pressure caused the ground beneath his feet to break continuously. Both of his legs were sunk deeply into it. His body was restrained and he could not escape at all.

"What realm are you in? Are you in the God Realm?"

Beimo Dao Wang was almost frightened to death and was extremely terrified.

Although he had never fought with the gods, he had been fortunate enough to have come into contact with them. The feeling Chen Yang gave him at this moment was exactly the same as that of the gods, towering like a mountain to look up to, with exemplary conduct like a mirror, but they were on a completely different level.

"Blood Shadow Mad Blade, break it for me!"

With a roar, Beimo Sword King held the Blood Shadow Mad Knife in both hands and chopped towards Chen Yang's big hand that was knocking down from the air, trying to break this palm that was about to fall from the sky.

But it was useless. Chen Yang's palm was stronger than his back and almost indestructible.

Bang bang bang!

The Northern Desert Sword King slashed three times in a row, almost breaking his wrist and neck, but only delayed Chen Yang's Tiangang Disha Great Handprint for a moment. Under the recoil force, his legs completely sank into the ground.

Boom boom boom!

The palm was as powerful as the sky falling down, and it was still pressing down fiercely.

The falling thunder even hit his face, bombarding him violently.

"Elder Jian Ming, Master Jiuyang, please save me! This guy is a monster, I am no match for him." Beimo Dao King shouted for help, but it was obvious that he was powerless.

This scene stunned everyone.

The number one poison master in Miaojiang has been killed by Chen Yang with just one finger. Could it be that the number one sword king from the Northern Desert will follow in his footsteps and be slapped to death by Chen Yang?

The most excited people at the scene were Wu Xueer and Wu Yaner, because up to now, Chen Yang had the absolute upper hand and it was not impossible for him to destroy the Medicine God Sect.

The ones with the ugliest expressions were definitely the Ning family father and son.

If Chen Yang survived, they would definitely die!

Ning Tianhao felt so regretful that his intestines turned green. He really shouldn't have interfered and offered a reward of 1 billion.

Even if he didn't offer a reward of 1 billion, this war would still happen. If he intervened now, it would affect the cause and effect, and Chen Yang would not let him go.

"Master, Young Master, the situation is not optimistic. I think we should leave quickly." Zhou Bo said to Ning Tianhao, worriedly.

"Wait, wait a little longer. I don't believe that so many masters can't kill that little beast." Ning Tianhao panted, but his heart was actually beating fast.

Chen Yang's extraordinary skills caused his self-confidence to collapse bit by bit.

He never dreamed that he had only tried to poach a girl, but ended up getting himself into such a big trouble, which not only resulted in his downfall, but also put his family in danger of destruction.

"You little bastard, do you think I don't exist? Don't even think about hurting Grandmaster Sun."

At this time, Elder Jian Ming finally adjusted the sword's edge and slashed at Chen Yang's neck.

Chen Yang's back is hard enough that even the Blood Shadow Mad Blade of the Northern Desert Sword King cannot cut it, but his neck should be a weak point.

What's more, in terms of sharpness, how can the Blood Shadow Mad Blade of the Northern Desert Sword King compare with his Qinghong Sword?

Everything happened in a flash. Chen Yang had just killed the old Gu Master with a single finger, and Elder Jian Ming had no time to rescue him. Now Chen Yang wanted to kill Beimo Dao King, and he could finally make a move.

scoff!

Elder Jian Ming held the sword in both hands, infused it with surging true energy, and slashed the sword through the air, directly cutting out a green sword light about ten feet long.

The sword light was as agile as a swimming dragon, condensed into substance, and as fast as a flash of lightning. Wherever it passed, even the void showed a long black mark, as if the space was cut apart, and the sword cut into an alternate dimension.

"Qingming Sword Technique", the third move, Sky-Splitting Slash!

"Qingming Sword Art" is a supreme sword skill inherited from Qingcheng Mountain. It has a total of nine moves, each one more powerful than the last. Elder Jianming has only mastered the first three moves.

Elder Jian Ming was obviously really angry. He ignored the first two moves of the "Qing Ming Sword Art" and directly used the third move, the Sky-Splitting Slash.

It is said that the Sky-Splitting Slash can split the void with one sword and destroy anything.

However, Elder Jianming, despite his age, had only practiced the Qingming Sword Art to the third move. It was not because he was dull, but because this sword art was difficult to understand and practice. Even Qingyangzi, the head of Qingcheng Mountain, had only practiced to the fifth move. Elder Jianming was already very talented for being able to practice to the third move.

Click, click, click!

Chen Yang could clearly feel the horror of the Qingcheng Mountain's "Qingming Sword Art". Before the sword light actually cut him, he felt a cutting sensation in his neck, and his protective true energy had been completely broken.

Elder Jian Ming wanted to use this sword to force Chen Yang to let go of Beimo Dao King.

But in the end, Chen Yang did not do so. The Tiangang Disha handprint was still fiercely slapping Beimo Daowang, but he called out softly: "Flying sword, come out, break it for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the space ring on his hand exploded with lightning, and a brilliant golden light rushed out.

The golden light was condensed to the extreme, like a guided missile, and it slashed directly towards the green sword light of the Qinghong Sword.

Click!

The green sword light that almost cut through the space was torn into pieces by the golden light in an instant.

"Flying sword?"

Elder Jian Ming's eyes narrowed, and he could see clearly that what was shrouded in the golden light was a three-foot-long sword.

Elder Jian Ming was shocked to the extreme.

He was not shocked by seeing the flying sword. As one of the best sword sects in China, Qingcheng Mountain also had flying swords from ancient times passed down. He was surprised that Chen Yang could actually control the flying sword.

Being able to control the flying sword showed that Chen Yang had cultivated his mental power and possessed divine consciousness.

And the possession of divine consciousness means that Chen Yang may be a god.

Is there any justice in this world?

Is there anything more terrifying than this?

"Ah, no, don't kill me!"

Elder Jian Ming was slacking off when suddenly the heart-wrenching scream of the Northern Desert Sword King was heard.

Boom!

The huge handprints of Tiangang and Disha pressed down, accompanied by a loud earth-shaking noise, and the hard concrete ground sank one or two meters on the spot.

Not only that, the power of thunder in the palm of his hand was constantly compressed, and then a huge explosion occurred, which created a huge crater on the ground.

Rumble!

Click!

It was as if an earthquake had struck, the earth and the sky were shaking, and several alchemy rooms in the backyard were almost cracked.

Countless rocks and dirt were flying in all directions, smashing the spectators around to pieces, and some of them were even injured.

There was not a drop of blood or a broken bone in the crater. A living person was reduced to ashes.

hiss!

When the dust settled, everyone in the audience was shocked.

The whole audience was shocked!

He killed the old Gu Master with one finger, and now he killed the Northern Desert Sword King with a slap. Could this brat be any more heartless?

At this time, Elder Jian Ming was almost frightened and stood there in a daze. He looked at Chen Yang and said, "Daoyou, wait a minute, this is all a misunderstanding. I have no intention of becoming your enemy."

When he said this, everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

After arguing for a long time, they finally said it was a misunderstanding. What a joke!

The old man was obviously frightened. He thought he was no match for Chen Yang and bullied the weak, so he took the initiative to beg for mercy.

"Why didn't you say it was a misunderstanding when you were slashing me with the sword and trying to kill me just now? It's too late to say it was a misunderstanding now!" Chen Yang said angrily, and he didn't even accept Elder Jian Ming's plea for mercy.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step towards Elder Jian Ming, his whole body emitting brilliant golden light, like an unrivaled god of war.

Extremely powerful!

"escape!"

For a moment, this was the only thought in Elder Jian Ming's mind.

Although he couldn't be 100% sure that Chen Yang was at the God Realm, the strength that Chen Yang had just demonstrated was far beyond his reach. Continuing to fight would only lead to death, and there was no need at all.

"Ahhh, you little bastard, you pissed me off!"

But at this moment, an earth-shaking roar came from afar, accompanied by countless flying rocks, and the earth was shaking violently, as if an ancient beast had escaped from a cage.

Boom boom boom!

Then, a disheveled figure suddenly jumped out from a ruin a thousand meters away, and rushed towards the alchemy room in the backyard like a fighter jet flying at a very low altitude. His whole body was filled with mighty strong energy and a murderous aura that reached the sky.

It was the Tai Chi master Zhang Sanqing who was just knocked away by Chen Yang's punch.