"Xu Zhe, you old dog, if you have the ability, just kill me. Come on, kill me..." Zhiqiu screamed and roared: "Kill me, kill me."
Xu Zhe kicked him to the ground and said coldly: "Do you really think I won't kill you?"
"Haha, you won't." Zhiqiu smiled: "You are my master, I know you better than anyone else, you are a hypocrite who talks about benevolence, justice and morality, so you will not kill me, you will only grab me
If you tell me some great truths in your head, you will let me go in the name of master-disciple relationship."
The muscles on Xu Zhe's face twitched slightly. Yes, Zhiqiu had spoken to his mind. He would indeed not kill his apprentice. He couldn't do it. Although this guy was very hateful, Xu Zhe could at most cripple him.
Xu Zhe suddenly stretched out his right hand, and the feather duster in his hand suddenly moved forward, bang... with a burst of mud flying, the feather duster poured into the wall behind Zhiqiu. The wall behind him was made of concrete, but only the feather duster remained.
One handle was outside, so one can imagine how powerful Xu Zhe's blow was.
Zhiqiu was startled and broke into a cold sweat, but then he laughed again. He chuckled and said, "I just said, you won't kill me."
"Get out of here before I change my mind." Xu Zhe seemed to have aged more than ten years at this moment.
Zhiqiu got up, with a hint of sadness on his face. He was silent for a moment, then knelt down on the ground, "No matter what, you are my master. This time I bow, I will treat you as twenty
The years of upbringing have paid off."
Zhiqiu slowly fell to the ground. Xu Zhe stopped looking back. He closed his eyes and his heart was full of sadness. This was his favorite disciple who he had placed great hope in, but this disciple let him down.
He was extremely disappointed.
"Go away..." Xu Zhe spat out one word.
Zhiqiu stood up, his face gloomy. Suddenly, he threw his right hand forward, and a stream of white powder came out of his hand.
"Ecstasy" is a very powerful anesthetic. Even strong masters will most likely be affected by this drug.
Xu Zhe suddenly pointed his right hand, and the powder in the sky disappeared suddenly. He grabbed it with his right hand, and the feather duster that had been buried in the wall suddenly returned to his hand. Xu Zhe sent his right hand forward, and was about to kill Zhiqiu's life.
It doesn't matter if you don't want such a villain. Xu Zhe didn't want his hands to be stained with blood, but he had to kill his disciple with his own hands.
Suddenly, a figure flashed, and a gray figure quickly attacked Xu Zhe. Xu Zhe withdrew his right hand and took a few steps back. When he looked up, he saw an old man sitting in a wheelchair and another
The young man appeared before him.
It was the father and son Hua Gui and Hua Xin. Hua Gui was holding a ghost-headed sword in his hand and looking at Xu Zhe with an unkind expression, while Hua Xin, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked enigmatic.
"Sure enough, it is you and your son who are behind this." Xu Zhe smiled faintly and said, "What I am saying is that although the scoundrel does not live up to his expectations, he would not dare to do such a thing if there was no one behind him to instigate him.
"
"Haha, Dr. Xu is laughing. The old man has no choice but to take this step. Mr. Xu, don't mind. I am doing this just to protect myself."
"You want to cure your own legs?" Xu Zhe shook his head slightly and said: "To be honest, the cold air in your legs has entered the meridians and the meridians are subverted. If you want to cure it, I'm afraid only the legendary medical saint can do it.
Cure."
"The Medical Sage's medical skills are good, but it's a pity that we are also doctors. If we seek treatment from him, it will bring disgrace to the reputation of our Hua family. After all, our Hua family's medical skills are said to be inherited from Hua Tuo." Hua Xin
Smiled.
"Bullshit, Hua Tuo, the miracle doctor, understands righteousness well and convinces people with his virtue. How can villains like you and his son compare to you?" Xu Zhe sneered and said, "Leave the first clinic now and I won't hold you accountable.
Responsibility."
"Since we have come in, there is no possibility of exiting." Hua Xin shook his head and said, "I think Dr. Xu should already know our purpose of coming. I don't want to force others to make things difficult. I just hope that Dr. Xu will see that we are colleagues.
For my own sake, help me, an old man who is about to die."
"Help? How to help?" Xu Zhe smiled: "Do you really think Ni Lin is omnipotent?"
"Change destiny, defy fate, if the rumors are true, it is not impossible for Ni Lin to cure my legs." Hua Xin smiled slightly and said: "In other words, even if it cannot be cured, it will definitely not do any harm to me.
.”
"Those who are not destined to inherit Nilin cannot inherit." Xu Zhe shook his head slightly and sighed: "How many times have I said it, but why doesn't anyone believe it?"
"I don't believe that this kind of rumored divine object is enough for a person to enjoy endless benefits. Your so-called non-predestined people can't inherit it. It's completely nonsense." Hua Xin shook his head: "I still say the same thing.
, hand over what I want, and I will spare the lives of everyone in the clinic."
"What happened to Ruomeng and the others?" Xu Zhe stared at Zhiqiu and asked.
"It's nothing, I just controlled them temporarily." Zhiqiu said calmly: "Master, if you cooperate a little, I guarantee that they will not have any problems. If you don't cooperate."
When Zhiqiu said this, he did not continue. He just pointed to Liang Feng who had already lost his life underground and said: "He is a role model."
"Okay, okay, I really taught you a good apprentice." Xu Zhe laughed angrily. He slowly took out the feather duster in his hand, pointed forward, and laughed wildly: "I haven't fought in a long time.
, let’s have a good fight today.”
"Xu Zhe, your Pure Yang Qi has been forcibly raised. How long do you think you can sustain it?" Hua Gui sneered. He turned over the ghost head sword in his hand and said with a ferocious smile: "My sword will
You were cut in two."
"If you can hold on for a minute, that's a point." Xu Zhe said with a faint smile: "No matter what, I will not let you two masters harm anyone in our clinic."
"Okay, let's give it a try." Hua Gui sneered. He suddenly shouted and struck Xu Zhe with the ghost head sword in his hand.
His sword was very powerful, and it was enough to split a huge boulder in half. However, Xu Zhe did not take a step back. He stared at Hua Gui closely, and the feather duster in his hand suddenly took a step forward.
Tsk... His luxurious clothes tore open. He groaned and fell backwards. Under his ribs, there was a purple mark. This purple mark was Xu Zhe's masterpiece.
Hua Gui's face was a little confused. He never thought that Xu Zhe's strength would be so strong, and that he would be killed by Xu Zhe in an instant.
He shouted again, rushed forward, and swept through thousands of troops with the ghost-headed sword in his hand, slashing towards Xu Zhe.
Xu Zhe faced the enemy again, but his physical strength was obviously weaker than before.
Because Xu Zhe is now poisoned, his cultivation has been almost completely lost. He's strength just now was purely supported by the retrograde movement of his true energy. Now, after a long time, he is somewhat exhausted.
Staring closely at the scene, Hua Xin watched his son and Xu Zhe fight back and forth. He suddenly found the right opportunity and stretched his right hand forward, only to see a ghost claw suddenly rush forward and lock Xu Zhe's shoulder fiercely.
Xu Zhe's strength now relies entirely on a breath of Qi. Now Hua Xin's claw struck him, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder. He let out a cry of pain, and his Qi was released.
Huaxin seized this opportunity and kicked Xu Zhe. Xu Zhe's thin figure fell to the ground and could not get up.
"Haha, I thought he was really that powerful, but it turns out he is just a paper tiger." Hua Gui put away the ghost-headed sword in his hand and sneered: "Zhiqiu, I will leave it to you, you know best in the first clinic.
, where do you think this old guy is most likely to hide Ni Lin?"
"I'm not sure. He usually shows a lot of trust in me, but he won't tell me the really important things." Zhiqiu shook his head.
He stepped forward, squatted down, and said with some regret: "Master, your strength is not bad, but it's a pity that you don't know how to adapt. If you knew how to adapt, maybe you wouldn't be in this situation."
"I'm like this now, so I won't worry about it for you." Xu Zhe smiled faintly and closed his eyes.
"You know what we want." Zhiqiu sighed and said, "Hand over what you have in your hands, and we will let everyone in the clinic live."
"Zhiqiu, give up. I won't give that thing to you." Xu Zhe shook his head slightly, closed his eyes and ignored Zhiqiu.
"Don't force me." Zhiqiu's face gradually turned ugly: "I'm telling you this once, you know what I want."
Xu Zhe simply closed his eyes and ignored Zhiqiu.
Zhiqiu was furious, he snorted coldly and said: "Don't think that I can't find that thing without you? Haha, I grew up in a clinic, even if I dig the ground of a clinic for three
Ruler, we have to find that thing too..."
"Master, it's bad, Master, that woman ran away."
A disciple from Huaxin Hall ran in panting. He knelt down in front of Huaxin with a plop and started to tremble.
"Trash, didn't you use medicine? How could she escape?" Hua Xin was furious. He hated his disciple most for failing to live up to his expectations and couldn't even look down on a woman.
"Yes... I used medicine, but the woman didn't know how to untie it, and several of our brothers were injured." The disciple said with some fear.
"Hua Gui, organize people to chase her. Don't let that woman escape. She is the most important link in our plan." Hua Xin shouted.
"Okay father, I'll find someone to chase him right away." Hua Gui nodded and quickly left the clinic.
"Master, it seems that junior sister has obtained some of your true inheritance. Haha, it is not easy to escape from such a situation." Zhiqiu sneered.
