The Wuying Miracle Doctor stood aside, watching all this with cold eyes. Then, suddenly, he narrowed his eyes, roared, and joined the battle... The Weird Miracle Doctor and the Rewarding Mercy Miracle Doctor looked at each other, and at the same time cast their gaze on the field.
Shangguan's wife, Shangguan Yuntian also sat up, adjusted his breath for a moment, and jumped up again.
The others did not stop, either one or two, pulling everyone in the hall into the fighting circle. Except for Mrs. Shangguan and Mei Huan, the old woman who once thought she was Mrs. Shangguan's master, the others
Soon they were all injured and dead.
Because of this, the Ming Emperor discovered after a series of killings that he was also a fake.
The layout of the main hall is very simple. After clearing out a bunch of people, I looked around for someone, but unfortunately I couldn't find any place where I could confine a person.
Looking at the battle circle, Mrs. Shangguan was fighting with four people, and she was still able to do whatever she wanted. The other two miracle doctors also shouted and joined in. Shangguan Yuntian frowned slightly. He didn't expect his mother to have such strong martial arts.
The second thing is that, after all, she is his mother, even if she is... he will still be worried. But at this moment, he knows that it is definitely not the time for him to speak.
Taking a long breath, Shangguan Yuntian turned his eyes away, but suddenly he saw Mei Huan break away from the battle circle and sneak out of the hall.
Without any hesitation, he immediately followed. Others, first or later, eliminated their opponents and followed.
As a result, everyone headed towards the top of the mountain at the same time.
The fastest was Mrs. Shangguan. No one expected that Mrs. Shangguan’s martial arts would be so powerful. Six people pestered her, but she was still easily thrown away. Even Shangguan Yuntian and Mei Huan were one step ahead of her.
Reach the top of the mountain faster.
At this time, there were two groups of people confronting each other on the top of the mountain. On one side, there was Shadow and the others, and on the other side, there was a person. There was only one person, one person. His hair and beard were both thick and long, but they were all tangled together.
, as if they had never been combed, piled on his face, head, and behind his back. Covering his entire face, it was impossible to tell what he looked like.
His eyes were lightly closed. He was wearing shabby linen clothes, with half-sleeved legs exposed, and a pair of bare feet...