Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Seven - The True Phoenix Divine Needle

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Hearing this, the eyes of all the people present looked at Ye Bufan, although Wang Chongyang thought that his medical skills were limited, but after all, he was a second-level immortal doctor, how to say that he was also one of the protectors of the rudder of the Medicine Sect, this Phoenix Divine Needle is the number of needles handed down by the Medicine Sect, I don't know how many people have been saved, and now someone has jumped out to question the authenticity of the Phoenix Divine Needle, isn't this a slap in the face of the Medicine Sect. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Wang Chongyang's face was suddenly displeased, Wang Xiang saw that his grandfather's face was unhappy, and his face showed an angry look, and he shouted: "Where did the yellow-haired child come from, do you know what the Medicine Sect represents?" It is synonymous with the medical skills of the upper interface, and he dares to speak disrespectfully and look for death. ā€

The momentum on Wang Xiang's body broke out, without the slightest slackness in his hand, and waved his fist at Ye Bufan.

"Wait!" Wang Chongyang snorted coldly, "The child is rude, don't retreat!" ā€

Wang Chongyang glanced at Wang Xiang, the momentum of Wang Xiang's body dissipated, and he stood aside silently, looking at Ye Bufan with disdain, if it wasn't for his grandfather to stop it, he would have slapped this thing to death, and it was undoubtedly humiliating to question the Medicine Sect alone.

Yan Haocheng hurriedly defended: "Chongyang, this is a foreign doctor, didn't he just arrived here, what can he say to cure the little girl's illness, maybe this little brother really has some medical skills, and he doesn't mean to offend the Medicine Sect, you might as well let him try, and then it's not too late to make a conclusion." ā€

"It's okay, the city lord is serious, who hasn't been young and frivolous, the old man's mind is still relatively broad," Wang Chongyang waved his hand and said, and let go of the figure.

Standing behind Ye Bufan, the cat bully, beads of sweat fell from his face, he couldn't wait to run away now, but in front of Wuyang and Wuguan's powerhouses, did he have a chance to escape.

"Brother Ye, just say a few words, my life is in your hands." The cat bully whispered with a sad face.

Ye Bufan shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'll be ugly, there shouldn't be any big problem." ā€

Wang Chongyang's face was a little unpleasant, and said: "It's a good thing for young people to dare to challenge, but it's not a good thing to be too arrogant." ā€

From the beginning when these two people came in, they didn't take themselves to heart, and repeatedly provoked themselves, and they were a little unhappy at the moment, isn't it the fairy doctor? What's the big deal, he replied without being soft or hard, "Look at it, the Phoenix Divine Needle you cast is indeed a deleted version, and the Phoenix Divine Needle you use is not yet hot." ā€

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he directly snatched the silver needle in Wang Xiang's hand, and he had it in his arms, but this was even more refreshing.

Wang Chongyang saw that Ye Bufan was so rude, and the internal strength of the Wuyang level was revealed, Yan Haocheng had to get up to adjust the atmosphere, mobilize his own internal strength to dissolve it, and said: "I still hope that Senior Wang, for the sake of the little girl's boudoir, Haihan, wait for the little brother to finish the needle, maybe the little brother really has something extraordinary." ā€

Wang Chongyang snorted coldly, withdrew his internal strength, and looked at Ye Bufan coldly.

I saw Ye Bufan walk to the side of the bed, pull out a silver needle in his hand, moving like lightning, steady as a rock, "brush, brush, brush" in one go, like flowing clouds, without dragging mud and water, just looking at Ye Bufan's hand, even Wang Chongyang himself didn't think he could show it.

The cold eyes slowly faded, but became a little hot.

Just when Ye Bufan's sixth needle pierced Yan Ting's skull, a loud phoenix chirp resounded throughout the room, which was many times higher than the magic needle cast by Wang Chongyang.

At this moment, Wang Chongyang's eyes became even hotter, and he couldn't take his eyes off all this.

At this moment, Yan Ting's forehead showed a beast with a red head, a lun buttocks, a snake's neck, crow's feet, a turtle's body, a swallow's chin, and a chicken's mouth, three feet long, burning with raging fire all over her body, hovering above Yang Ting's forehead, chirping incessantly, like a mountain stream, crisp, and like a choppy sea, rushing.

Immortal Doctor Wang Chongyang's face turned red with excitement, his whole body kept trembling, his flabby hands were clenched into fists, his eyes shone with fiery light, his breathing became short, and he looked at all this blankly, could this be the real Phoenix Divine Needle.

Wang Xiang was panting for breath next to him, his face was flushed, and the cat bully was also panting and mobilizing the cultivation of his whole body to resist the heat wave emanating from the phoenix, even Yan Haocheng had to mobilize his internal strength to resist the heat, his face couldn't suppress his excitement, how could a father not be excited when he saw that his daughter had hope of healing.

The phoenix chanted highly, exuding a raging fire all over his body, a trace of black gas appeared on Yan Ting's forehead, Ye Bufan frowned, why is it so like the smell of the Heavenly Demon, when it was in the Phoenix Green Flute, in the clip that Long Aotian screened, the form of the qi emanating from the Heavenly Demon was somewhat similar, I hope I think about it more.

The slightest black gas, when encountering the raging fire, collapsed one after another, and was completely swallowed by the flames, and then the phoenix danced, and the colorful streamers instantly shone in the whole house, and the birds and beasts in Fangyuan City all lay quietly in the nest, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

The phoenix danced and shined in Kyushu, dancing more and more, singing brighter and brighter, until Yan Ting's pale face became ruddy, and suddenly, the phoenix began to become smaller, with all the fire, light, shining, and plunged into Yan Ting's head.

All of them couldn't help but close their eyes before the intense light, and when they opened their eyes again, the phoenix had disappeared.

A pair of eyes fell on Yan Ting's body, only to see Yan Ting's fingers trembling twice, and her whole body began to tremble, Ye Bufan knew that it was the time for the Phoenix Divine Needle, so he hurriedly pulled out all the silver needles, and by the way, he probed Yan Ting's divine soul, he felt that Yan Ting's divine soul was extremely weak at the moment, and there was a phenomenon of collapse at any time, Ye Bufan mobilized a trace of his divine soul, followed Yan Ting's head, and slowly entered, pulling the divine souls scattered on the side, so that they slowly gathered.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Bufan took a long breath, could it be that the Golden Dragon Jue had a great healing effect on the divine soul.

At the moment when Ye Bufan continued to pull on the divine soul, Ye Bufan felt that the divine dragon in his head roared, perhaps sensing Ye Bufan's meaning, he suddenly drilled into Yan Ting's divine consciousness sea, and spit out a mouthful of mist.

Yan Haocheng saw Ye Bufan take a long breath, and hurriedly asked, "Master Ye, I don't know 惻惻惻惻惻惻 little girl."

Ye Bufan wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, he didn't expect it to be so hard to recondense his divine soul, and the aura in his dantian was almost empty, what Ye Bufan didn't know was that even a strong person at the level of the king didn't dare to guarantee that he could make other people's divine soul sea become the original appearance in other people's minds, and even Ye Bufan helped Yan Ting develop a lot, you must know that if you are not careful, you will become an idiot, or even die.

If a king-level powerhouse knew what Ye Bufan was thinking, he would definitely vomit blood angrily.

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