Supreme Killer

Chapter Two Sixty Four

Doctors?

Qin Mo was at a loss, aren't the three major professions in the Battle Soul Continent, a pharmacist, a forge and a soul hunter? What is the doctor who appeared again?

"Doctor, heal the wounded..." Seeing Qin Mo's curious look, Xiao Fan explained it again with a smile.

"Isn't he a pharmacist to save the dying and heal the wounded?" Qin Mo couldn't help rolling his eyes, "If you teach me the technique of golden needles, I am willing to become a doctor."

"Ahem, the doctor is inherited by the teacher." Xiao Fan tactfully refused, what a joke, this is my job, how could I tell you.

Last time I saw the spirit explosion technique, you wanted it, and now you see the golden needle technique, you want it again, how can there be such a good thing in the world.

However, what Xiao Fan didn't expect was that Qin Mo knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Old Qin, what are you doing!" Xiao Fan was so frightened that he quickly prepared to help Qin Mo.

Qin Mo exuded a torrent of weather, imprisoning Xiao Fan, and hurriedly said, "Master is here, please be respected by the disciple."

"Old Qin, why are you doing this?" Xiao Fan smiled bitterly. This Qin Mo was really a drug idiot. He kneeled to a junior for the sake of refining medicine, which made Xiao Fan look at him with admiration.

Even Xiao Fan felt a little unbearable. If he really refused, Qin Mo would definitely be disappointed.

"Old Qin get up." Xiao Fan smiled bitterly.

"Master, did you agree?" Qin's eyes lit up, quite conspiring to succeed.

"I agreed on behalf of the master, accepting you as a named disciple." Xiao Fan nodded, and had to make up an inexplicable master.

"Master?" Qin Mo looked puzzled, but quickly recovered, stood up, and respectfully said to Xiao Fan: "Thank you, brother, Qin Mo must work hard to become a disciple."

Xiao Fan never thought that he would have an extra junior apprentice inexplicably, and it was precisely because of this junior apprentice, that from now on, many more things would happen.

"Heal for Yuntianchi first." Xiao Fan pulled his mind back.

"Yes, brother!" Qin Mo looked excited.

Under the control of Jinzhen, the two could clearly sense the changes in the soul power in the Yuntianchi Dantian. The medicinal properties of the Soul Washing Pill were slowly condensed into a fiery red lotus under that soul power.

The fiery red refining exudes a scorching aura, continuously spinning, and the majestic soul power swept away in all directions.

Xiao Fan and Qin Mo hurriedly withdrew from Yuntianchi's Dantian, and finally smiled on their faces. The lotus flower was 10%, which meant that the soul washing was successful.

"The sixth-rank battle soul of the fire red lotus, Yuntianchi can be regarded as an unexpected joy." Qin Mo smiled.

"It's not a surprise. Before, his battle soul was 7th rank, but now it has become 6th rank." Xiao Fan shook his head, and added in his heart: "Perhaps it is because of the rank restriction of the soul washing pills. If you can refine seventh-rank or even eighth-rank soul washing pills, you may be able to give birth to higher-rank battle souls."

"Senior brother, I forgot, the fire red lotus is a healing war soul, which is very rare." Qin Mo shook his head, a look of envy in his eyes.

Xiao Fan waited quietly without saying a word.

Outside the yard, Yun Luoyu and the others have been given several hours, and they have not seen Xiao Fan come out for so long, it can be said to be distraught.

"Great King, the people of the Sword Dynasty are clamoring outside again, let us let Gu Yuxi go, otherwise..." Zhao Wubing came from a distance, his face sinking slightly.

"Otherwise what?" Yun Luoyu hadn't spoken yet, the fat man's eyes were wide!

"Otherwise, the horse will step on the Dayan Dynasty." Zhao Wubing gritted his teeth.

"Then tell them that Gu Yuxi is dead, let them step on Dayan!" The fat man's tone was full of disdain, Gu Yuxi was naturally the real name of Qiye they captured.

"Just say it!" Yun Luoyu said coldly, with the might of a great king.

"Yes!" Zhao Wubing nodded and left without hesitation.

"The Sword Dynasty really regards itself as an onion, and if you have the ability to attack the city." The fat man sneered, then suddenly looked into the distance and said: "Fu Bo, Master Dean, you say yes."

Uncle Fu and Guo Shichen were sitting in the distance sipping tea, as if they were nothing to do with me.

Yun Luoyu and the others came back to their senses, and they were all worried about it. With these two great emperors, the Sword Dynasty didn't need to take it seriously.

An instant lapsed, and another day passed, Yuncheng was extremely quiet, the people of the Sword Dynasty did not continue to clamor, obviously they also knew that there were strong warlords in Yuncheng, and they did not dare to be presumptuous.

"Crunchy~~"

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was bright and the door opened, Xiao Fan and Qin Mo came out, behind them, followed by a man in Confucian robes.

"Father!" Yun Luoxue and Yun Luoyu rushed up quickly, extremely excited.

"Thank you Wang, Uncle Wang for your life-saving grace!" Yun Luoyu suddenly bowed to Xiao Fan, not knowing how to speak for a while, but the gratitude in his heart was sincere.

"Uncle Wang? Am I so old?" Xiao Fan hid in fright, "Yun Luoyu, then I can meet in the same generation, you can call me Xiao Fan."

"Brother Xiao, rules are rules, you are my brother Wang, how about he calls you Uncle Wang?" Yun Tianchi suddenly smiled.

"Father, your cultivation base?" Yun Luoxue cried out, and everyone looked at it and discovered that Yuntianchi's cultivation base had fallen from the peak of the war king to the peak of the war sect.

"Don't worry, I will recover soon." Yun Tianchi looked confident. He thought he was bound to die, but now he has recovered a life and has the cultivation base of the Zongzong Realm. Why does this make him unhappy?

"Xiao Fan, get out!"

Suddenly, a monstrous roar resounded through the clouds, and was so loud that Xiao Fan frowned and looked in the direction of the city gate.

With a cry, Xiao Fan stepped into the air and flew towards the city gate. Others followed.

Outside the city gate, the tens of thousands of swords dynasty troops were treating them with stern anger.

"Xiao Fan, don't you get out of the tortoise with your head shrunk!"

"Release the princess, otherwise my sword dynasty and your Dayan will never die!"

"Xiao Fan, get out!"

The roar resounded across the fields, the sky trembled, and tens of thousands of people yelled at him. The power is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"Are you looking for death?"

At this moment, the void sounded as if a huge palm fell from the sky and slapped fiercely towards the army where the Sword Dynasty was located.

"Huh!" A cold snort sounded, and a man wearing a gold shirt counterattacked on the chariot of the Sword Dynasty.

boom!

The two palms collided, the space trembled, the air wave rushed into the sky, the terrifying coercion swept all directions, and the sergeants of the tens of thousands of swords dynasty were blown to each other.

The face of the man in the golden shirt sank, and he appeared high in the sky in front of tens of thousands of soldiers, his eyes staring coldly at the top of the Yuncheng tower.

call!

At this moment, three figures flashed, and three figures suddenly appeared on the tower. The breath radiating from each person was not weaker than him.

Three war kings? The face of the man in the golden shirt changed. Why didn't these war emperors leave and stay in Yuncheng?

"Sword King, haven't seen you for many years, don't come here without problems?" Yuntianchi was also taken to the top of the tower by some warlords, smiling at the man in the gold shirt opposite, the man is the Lord Sword King of the Sword Dynasty!