Urban Medical God

That scream seems to be a horn that heralds victory!

After all, the wounds on his body can be recovered with strong vitality, but what about Wang Pan?

How can this ancient supreme soul-separation recover the injury on the soul?

Ye Chen stood up slowly, the broken bones reconnected, and granulation grew out of the burst muscles, which healed quickly.

With that slightly indifferent smile, he walked towards Wang Pan step by step!

Wang Pan possessed an almost indestructible horror physique, once admired and worshipped by all people, and covered the sky with one hand in the entire domain. At this moment, facing Ye Chen, he actually had fear!

However, no matter how Wang Pan was said to be the strongest of ancient times, his mood instantly calmed down, and a fierce look flashed through those deep eyes, and he shouted at Ye Chen: "Boy, you think you can hurt the deity. Is everything going well for the spirit? Haha, think you are very vigorous? Before the spirit of the deity is gone, you will already be a puddle of mud!"

The next moment, Wang Pan shot again!

The golden light palm print reappeared, and the entire soul cultivating tower was trembling under the pressure of this palm print!

But Ye Chen didn\'t evade in the face of this strong palm, but rushed towards it!

The evil sword in the hand, the soul-devouring Taoist rhyme, is rippling out again, the gray-black sword glow, like a dragon leaping up suddenly in the deep sea, slashing out!

There was another loud bang, Ye Chen\'s body flew out again, and Wang Pan also let out a scream!

However, there was almost no time interval, the two of them shot again, a strong shock, swept through the entire soul-staying tower, the wall of the soul-staying tower, due to the collision of the two attacks, more and more aftermaths appeared. crack!

But at this moment, Wuyou could only hide in the corner, under the protection of the remnant soul of the Evil God, mobilizing part of the power of the soul cultivating tower, he was not harmed!

Otherwise, the aftermath alone is enough to kill it!

Boom, boom, boom!

The loud noise reverberated continuously, and the two had already fought hundreds of times in a moment!

At this time, Ye Chen was already completely broken. Even if he had strengthened his physique several times after he had absorbed all the Zixiao Stones, it seemed extremely miserable, but Ye Chen’s eyes were brighter and brighter. Get up, every time after being knocked into the air, he quickly got up and rushed towards Wang Pan again!

The distance between the two sides is constantly approaching!

Although Ye Chen was miserable, Wang Pan was also miserable!

Among his seven orifices, blood was rolling, and all his clothes were dyed red. Due to the injury of the soul, Wang Pan\'s eyes flashed frantic from time to time, but!

Facing the rushing Ye Chen, Wang Pan gritted his teeth and roared before rushing towards Ye Chen!

Sword light and palm print, collide again!

Wuyou, stunned...

I was completely shocked by the battle between the two!

This is like the war of the century!

Back then, in Lingwu Continent, Ye Chen only made her a little curious, and at the same time, it was a young man who looked delicious...

But now, it has grown to the point where Wuyou needs to look up!

To be honest, Wuyou\'s cultivation speed, adventures, chances, etc. can all be said to have crushed countless foreign evildoers. Wuyou himself thinks that in martial arts, he has never lost to anyone more than talent.

But, compared with Ye Chen, his talent is nothing at all!

Not to mention, the gap in Taoism!

Ye Chen and Wang Pan were fighting frantically, and there were more and more cracks in the soul-staying tower!

Boom, another loud noise!

The gray-black sword light once again collided with the golden palm print.

The two have fought thousands of times!

It seems that the entire soul cultivating tower will collapse!

Ye Chen stood in the air, panting violently. Every time he breathed, he would spit out a burst of virtual mist. One of his arms was already scarred. At the broken arm, the granulation slowly emerged, and there were countless all over his body. The wound, blood constantly gushing out.

slow!

Ye Chen\'s recovery speed has been greatly reduced!

In other words, Ye Chen is about to reach the limit...

If he can\'t recover quickly, Wang Pan\'s next palm might kill him!

However, on Ye Chen\'s face, there was a smile, extremely arrogant, excited smile!

why?

Because, this time fighting, it was not him who returned!

At this moment, Wang Pan was hit by this sword fiercely at the bottom of the tower, smashing the bottom of the tower slightly!

Wang Pan didn\'t seem to have realized what happened for a moment.

He slowly lowered his head, and his pupils suddenly shrank!

A wound that runs from the left shoulder to the right waist is extremely serious, and almost cuts Wang Pan into two sections.

In Wang Pan\'s eyes, a strong fear suddenly appeared...

How could this be?

After all, how could this happen! ! !

What frightened him was not that he was cut by Ye Chen but that his wound did not heal!

He, but has an immortal body, an eternal existence!

Except for the attack on the soul, Wang Pan has never been afraid of any martial arts!

Even the warrior who masters the destruction of Shinto is the same!

But now, the constantly flowing blood seems to remind him that Ye Chen\'s sword hurt him!

Suddenly, a light flashed in Wang Pan\'s eyes, and he realized what!

Ye Chen smiled coldly and said: "Remember? Wang Pan, you seem to have been using some kind of secret method of burning your body and stimulating potential. Because of the damage to the soul, your reaction has become slow, right? Even yourself to the limit. Didn\'t even notice it?

Now you, vitality, has been seriously overdrawn, right? No matter how strong the immortal body is, it can\'t be restored in this case, right? "

Wang Pan, finally scared!

Really scared!

For a long time, he who relied on the immortal body to fight, now has lost the biggest reliance, it is actually more uneasy than the injury above his soul!

However, Wang Pan stared at Ye Chen, but he stood up and said coldly: "Boy, you are the same as me, have you reached the limit? If you continue to fight, you and I will both die. Why, Even if it\'s a tie this time, how about it? Let\'s go away separately!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a silence in the Fuhun Tower.

Ye Chen was silent for a while!

Upon seeing this, Wang Pan felt relieved. He knew that Ye Chen was thinking. As long as he started to think, Ye Chen\'s heart was also shaken!

This is also a matter of course. As a martial arts evildoer, Wang Pan naturally understands the psychology of Ye Chen, who is even more defying than his own talent. They are all destined to achieve brilliant existence, how can they really die here?

The reason why I dare to fight and fight is just because of the immortal physique!