"Attention, everybody, that professional is right up ahead. Art stopped suddenly, and at the end of his line of sight, he saw a middle-aged professional dressed in tatters, covered in blood, looking extremely tired.

Even when he walked, he staggered, almost fell, and his whole eyelid was about to close.

Although this professional, all over his body, was seriously injured, his body still vaguely exuded the aura of belonging to a saint-level professional, there was no doubt that this middle-aged professional was naturally the mid-level hell professional that Art was looking for.

"Oh, what a retribution. Seeing the miserable appearance of this mid-level professional at this time, Arte couldn't help but want to laugh, Arte's eyesight could naturally correctly judge his state at the moment.

There is only about half of the aura left in the whole body, and there are countless injuries, and the energy and physical strength have reached the limit.

It's just such a state, let alone him, even the two ordinary ninth-order peak professionals can easily put him down.

"It's you?!" In his current state of running out of oil lamps, he didn't even notice the arrival of Art, and he didn't know the moment Art spoke, he suddenly turned around, and was immediately shocked.

He really remembered how much force he used, and what Arte's injuries had become at that time, there was only one breath left, according to Art's injuries at that time, it would not be cured at all without the cultivation of the Holy Rank, and according to his estimates, even if Art's injuries at that time were to survive, they could only last about ten minutes.

It took just ten minutes to find a Saint-Rank Healer? This is simply a fantasy, and it is completely impossible.

He is also a high-level person in the hell, he can't say that he knows the entire Crescent Moon Kingdom well, but he can also say that he knows the peak combat power of the entire Crescent Moon Kingdom, and there are only two healers in the entire Crescent Kingdom.

One of these two Holy Order Healers is dedicated to treating royalty and nobles in the royal family, while the other is the leader of the largest group of healers in the Crescent Kingdom.

Which of these two people is not a figure admired by thousands of people? How could they come to such a remote place? Even if this young man had a great face and could invite the two of them, it would be impossible for him to rush here in just over ten minutes to treat Art.

So now Art is standing in front of him alive, which is simply against his common sense, so at this moment she is like a ghost.

Of course, there were three fatal errors in his judgment, the first being that he did not take into account Art's beliefs, resulting in a miscalculation of the length of time that Art could hold out.

And the second fatal mistake was that he didn't expect that Art had more than ten ninth-order professionals in the healing department, and at the same time there were 100 ninth-order professionals as storage containers for spiritual power.

And this third fatal mistake, that is, he didn't think that Yat himself has a higher intensity of healing ability, as long as Yat's cultivation system is restored, then he can use his own skills to repair himself, and the efficiency is much higher than that of other professions.

It is precisely in this way that the combination of these three points has now allowed Art to recover from an injury that is basically impossible to recover.

"yes, you didn't think I'm still alive, do you? You don't have much information about hell, and you haven't even gathered the slightest bit of information about me. Looking at the wonderful expression on the face of this mid-stage professional, Art naturally would not let go of the opportunity to taunt.

As Art spoke, his fingers pointed back, signaling to the many professionals behind him.

At this moment, this mid-stage professional of the Holy Rank completely noticed those professionals behind Art, and suddenly his pupils dilated, and his face became extremely ugly.

According to his memory, as well as all the information he had, there were only four or five of the strength of more than ten ninth-order peak professionals in the entire Crescent Moon Kingdom, and the more than ten ninth-order peak professionals that appeared were not in the information he recorded.

"Okay, we've talked enough, it's time to send you to the west. After enjoying the wonderful expression of this mid-level professional for a moment, Art leaned down violently and rushed towards the seriously injured mid-stage professional in front of him.

Without warning, Art burst out almost as soon as he spoke, although this mid-stage professional of the Holy Rank had been seriously injured, he still didn't dare to be careless, after all, this mid-stage professional of the Holy Order had defeated the existence of a late-stage Holy Order, which was enough to show that it was powerful.

In addition, at the critical moment, this mid-stage professional may also adopt the method of burning essence blood, so he wants to quickly kill it with lightning speed without leaving him the slightest room for backhand.

Obviously, Yate's tactics have worked, and the spirit of this mid-level professional has been weakened to the extreme, and the reaction in that aspect has been so slow that even the ninth-order professional is inferior, and even Yate and their arrival were not felt before.

With this level of responsiveness, coupled with the distracting words that Art had said before, the mid-stage professional of the Holy Rank was naturally in a catastrophe when he was taken by surprise.

In the next moment, the head of the mid-stage of the Holy Rank suddenly flew up, constantly tossing in the air.

The next thing has nothing to do with him, such a thing as disposing of corpses is just handed over to his subordinates, and he didn't expect things to be so easy, thanks to the late-stage Saint Rank Demonic Beast who fought against this hell professional.

In the palm of the Hell Professional, he gently practiced a piece of smoke and dust, and placed it in the palm of his hand, this smoke and dust was naturally the posture of the Tower of Babel after it became smaller.

"Finally found the Tower of Babel. Ya Xian thought slightly, the smoke and dust immediately moved, floating behind Art, and in the next second, a golden light flashed in front of Art, and a person who was exactly the same as Art appeared.

His spirit body had been locked up in the Tower of Babel, and now it could finally be released, and in the next moment, Art couldn't wait to take it back into his body.

"Okay guys, this time it's really bothering you, I originally thought that it would take several days to crusade against a mid-level professional, but I didn't expect it to be so easy. ”

Art turned his head and said to the professional behind him.

Not only Yate, everyone present nodded approvingly, they didn't expect that the change in things would be so dramatic, the mid-stage professional of the Holy Rank who was killed this time could be said to be a head-grabber. (To be continued.) )