The next day, the sun had just shown a smiling face, and the "Senhong Medical Center" in the early morning had already had a lot of visitors, and the business was far better than that of other medical centers in Kyoto.

This situation also means a steady stream of spirit stones, and it stands to reason that Yang Fan should be happy, and even steal the fun. However, he is not in such a mood at the moment.

Whether it was the battle with Wushuang two months later, or the meeting with ** Xi, or the "Nine Secret Realms" later, these things were all things he needed to plan and prepare.

On the other hand, the business of the medical center is thriving, and most of the things are run by his subordinates, and he hardly needs to put much effort into it.

At this moment in Kyoto, the reputation and authoritative surname of Xianhong Medical Center seem to be above the three major medical halls of Blue Moon, Renhe, and Tianyun, and they are chasing the most mysterious "Tianyin Medicine Pavilion".

If it weren't for these imminent things, Yang Fan might have taken the time to go to the "Heavenly Hidden Medicine Pavilion" to see the most mysterious and powerful medical hall rumored in the Kyoto Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Yang Fan and Hu Fei waited on the fourth floor of the medical hall for a while, and Yan Wang Yuwen, who was wearing a civilian robe, walked in.

"It's been a long wait. Yuwen Yan smiled at the two, and there was no superior's momentum between his words, which was very polite.

At their level, worldly power and money are like dung.

At the same time, Yu Wenyan is not an ordinary martial artist, and like Wushuang, he should be regarded as a "martial artist" recorded in ancient books.

"It's about the same time. Yang Fan nodded slightly, "Hu Fei, you can rest assured that you will fight with Wushuang today, and King Yan and I will watch the battle for you." ”

Hu Fei had already been informed by Yang Fan, and at this moment his expression was solemn, and he said very seriously: "You ...... You can watch the battle...... Yes, don't...... Meddle in our ...... Fight. ”

When Yang Fan heard this, he felt a little strange in his heart, this may be the dignity of the strong.

Whether it is Hu Fei or Wushuang, they all have the heart of an unyielding strong man, even if they know that they have no chance of winning, they will not let others interfere.

Some people may say that they are stupid, but if they do not have such a mentality and will, it will be difficult for them to achieve what they have achieved today, and to break through or even surpass themselves again and again with enemies stronger than themselves.

"Okay, I promise you......" Yang Fan glanced at him deeply, whether it was Hu Fei or Wushuang, they were all admirable opponents.

I think that when he was in the Yang family in the south and respected as a first-day talent, Yang Fan also had a similar mentality, but it was not as obvious as them.

"When will I be able to return to my original ......?"

Yang Fan muttered in his heart, only when he incarnated as "Shi Qianhan", he would show his undisguised self.

Underneath a hypocritical face, he has a heart that leans more towards demons......

"Hahaha, this king understands your feelings," King Yan glanced at Hu Fei in admiration, showing a hint of nostalgia on his face: "This is also like me when I was young, when I was a thousand miles away in martial arts, and the progress was extremely fast, but unfortunately when I had children and a family business, I lost that mentality." ”

When Yang Fan heard this, a hint of realization flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at King Yan thoughtfully.

When he was young, King Yan also had that kind of unyielding blood surname and dignity, he was brave, not afraid of heaven and earth, and dared to challenge opponents who were stronger than himself, so he cultivated for a thousand miles.

However, when he had a family business and children, he had worries about the future and lost his previous "faith", so he lost the progress of his cultivation when he was young.

With complex and indescribable feelings, Yang Fan and Yu Wenyan followed Hu Fei, left the Xianhong Medical Hall, and walked towards a place on the outskirts of Kyoto City.

The three of them walked quickly and steadily, and they left Kyoto City without hiring a carriage, and at the moment of half a pillar of incense.

During this period, Yang Fan felt the fighting spirit and will slowly condensed in Hu Fei's body.

When he left Kyoto City, the aura and fighting spirit on his body reached an unbelievable level.

With each step, his belief would increase by one point, and during this period, his spirit and spirit faintly surpassed the usual shackles, and even the speed of mana in his body also broke through the limit of Pingshu.

Breakthrough, he's breaking through!

In the face of irresistible pressure, his spirit and fighting will squeezed out the potential in his body little by little.

Yang Fan's heart was shocked, and a wave of blood surged in his heart. King Yan also has the same feelings, the heart in his body, at this moment, seems to have regained the madness of his youth.

Far away, the nearby creatures, can feel an almost suppressed and crazy battle intent.

"That man is terrible!"

The mortals nearby just touched Hu Fei's eyes, and their hearts trembled, and some of them were directly frightened and fell to the ground.

What a powerful fighting spirit this is, just by virtue of the momentum on his body, he can scare people's souls away, and ordinary monks may not even have the courage to deal with it when they see it.

Yang Fan and Yan Wang stood behind Hu Fei, watching him rise step by step, silent, and even had some more expectation and excitement in their eyes.

At this moment, Hu Fei seems to have reached the strongest moment in his history, with such a fighting spirit and his extraordinary supernatural powers, even compared with the monks of the foundation building period, he also has the power to fight.

After the three of them left Kyoto City, people from all sides spied on them.

"King Yan, Doctor Yang, Hu Fei, mysteriously left Kyoto ......"

One by one, the information reached the top of the big and small forces in Kyoto.

Whether it is King Yan or Yang Fan at this moment, in the land of Kyoto, they are not idle. The former is one of the spokesmen of the Yuwen family in the secular world, and has great influence in the secular world, and the latter is the first divine doctor who is faintly above the three major divine doctors in Kyoto, and has the ability to bring the dead back to life.

The movements of these two big men have attracted the attention of all forces.

"Looks like you're going to fight......" guessed the observer.

Yang Fan and Yu Wenyan are not ordinary people, they also perceive the existence of these secret agents, but they go with the flow.

After walking for a while, Yang Fan sighed lightly: "Isn't it Hanyuan Mountain over there?"

Hanyuan Mountain, a famous place in Kyoto, has a thousand-year-old temple on it, Qingyuan Temple.

At the same time, this is also the place where Yang Fan and ** Xi dated.

"The last time we fought...... It's around here!" Hu Fei said: "He...... He said it was ...... It's quiet here. ”

Yang Fan and King Yan glanced at each other, and their faces were different.

This is the Pure Land of Buddhism, fighting around here? That Wushuang will really choose a place!

When he arrived at this sparsely populated place, Hu Fei's pace suddenly increased, and his figure sometimes leaped and bounced, walking between the mountains and fields.

Yang Fan and Yu Wenyan are not ordinary people, but they can keep up.

After a while, the three of them came to a remote and uninhabited place in Hanyuan Mountain.

"To ...... It's here!" Hu Fei suddenly stopped.

Yang Fan's gaze swept around, and found that this place was on the edge of Hanyuan Mountain, a long distance away from the "Qingyuan Temple", unless it was a battle of high-level monks, it was unlikely to attract the attention of those Buddhist cultivators.

"Wushuang didn't come?" King Yan inspected the Quartet.

Yang Fan unfolded his divine sense, scanned the area within a radius of two miles, and found no figure.

Isn't this Wushuang a bit big?

However, the fighting intent on Hu Fei's body, at this moment, suddenly climbed, surging like a storm, soaring into the sky.

That fighting spirit actually rushed to the clouds in the sky.

Suddenly, Hu Feiliu's whole body breath suddenly changed, and he felt a little stronger than before.

This guy actually broke through!

At this moment, he climbed directly from the late stage of contemplation to the Great Perfection, and also suppressed Yang Fan by half a chip. Yang Fan's face was shocked, the greater the pressure he faced, the greater the potential squeezed out of Hu Fei's body.

Don't......

Yang Fan raised his head and looked up at the sky.

Between the clouds, a vague and ethereal figure could be seen, dressed in white and snow, carrying a sword, and arrogant.

The man was suspended in the clouds out of thin air, as if he had no weight, and the wind in the sky only gently stirred his clothes.

It turned out that he was actually in the sky, no wonder Hu Fei's battle spirit would soar into the sky.

"This is a battle between me and him, why are there outsiders?"

Wushuang looked at Yang Fan and Yu Wenyan, and said lightly, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations in his tone.

"Of course, I want to understand the strength of my opponent in advance and promote my own cultivation, are you afraid?" Yang Fan said in an aggressive tone.

"Retreat a mile away. Wushuang said calmly, without saying much, it seemed that he had fallen into Yang Fan's agitation method, but in essence, he didn't take these things to heart at all.

When Yang Fan and King Yan heard this, they retreated a mile one mile after another.

Their purpose was simple, just to watch the battle and witness this extraordinary battle.

In fact, apart from these two, there were other peepers in the distance.

Call~

Wushuang, dressed in white, fell lightly from the clouds, like a feather, without much weight.

After a few breaths, he put his feet on the ground, and he was separated from Hu Fei by a distance.

"You didn't disappoint me...... "Wushuang said with appreciation: "I hope this is not my last battle with you, show all your strength, I Wushuang will not show mercy." ”

"Good. Hu Fei only said one word, and the momentum on his body suddenly condensed, and in an area in front of him, the air seemed to be stagnant, and it was depressed.

Cracking sound!

A purple arc of lightning, accompanied by a sudden wave of his hands, slashed through several rainbow rays of light, hitting Wushuang's body in the blink of an eye.

The speed was simply terrifying, hitting Wushuang at once, and there was almost no power to resist.

This is the power of pure thunder and lightning, winning with speed.

Yang Fan and Yan Wang, who were watching the battle from a distance, both applauded.

Burst!

Mushuang's body was hit, and then vanished into thin air.

Is it gone?

Yang Fan suddenly realized that the hit was just a phantom, and Wushuang dodged this time at the moment when the thunder and lightning came, giving people a visual illusion.

"Yes, your shooting speed has improved, and you are more ruthless than before......"

Wushuang's voice appeared behind Hu Fei, and he said with a smile.

Before the words fell, he heard a "click", Hu Fei raised his foot and stepped on the ground, and an electric snake, along the ground, broke a crack and spread to Wushuang's feet in an instant.

This move, almost as soon as Wushuang landed, immediately struck, which can be described as unexpected.

Hu Fei's fighting talent is terrifying, and he has an unbelievable intuition and instinct.

Wushuang couldn't dodge, his face was dignified, and as soon as his feet were strong, a fierce cyan light wave spread out from under his feet, bombarding with the electric snake.

Whoa—

Hu Fei's body resounded with a "crackling" sound, and he rushed to Wushuang like thunder, and frantically slapped a few palms.

Crackle!

The speed of each palm's attack was as fast as lightning, and the attack speed at close range was ten times faster than the attack speed of a low-level monk's spiritual weapon. Acceleration over short distances is extremely fast, which is also an advantage in close combat.

If a monk who is good at long-range control magic weapons is approached by a monk who is good at hand-to-hand combat, the consequences will be unimaginable, and there is even a chance of killing the enemy by skipping the level.

However, Wushuang is also good at hand-to-hand combat, and his perfect body is an interpretation.

Bang! Bang!

The two of them exchanged fists and palms, resulting in a thunderous crash, which only made people's eardrums crack and their hearts shook.

Suddenly, the creatures within a few miles of the vicinity felt their blood churning, and some small animals were directly shocked to death by the business.

Fortunately, Yang Fan and Yu Wenyan are not idle people, and under the defense, they will be affected very little.

Woohoo!

As they exchanged blows, the figures of the two flickered nearby, occasionally in the air, punching and kicking in the sky.

At a certain moment, Hu Fei gritted his teeth, clenched his fist tightly, the air trembled, and the punch slammed out, and a pale red thunder fire struck out, turning into a fist several times larger than an ordinary fist, and the air was suddenly filled with a fiery and violent aura, as if it was about to explode.

"Good time!"

Wushuang's eyes froze, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, in the last two battles, he suffered in front of Hu Fei's thunder and fire power.

This time, Wushuang was not slow, his hands seemed to be slowly swiping in front of him, and a gentle aura rippled in front of him, forming an invisible mysterious whirlpool.

Airplanes~

When the power of thunder and fire filled with a terrifying aura approached, the air swayed, and after a moment of struggle, it was engulfed.

"It's ......"

Yang Fan almost exclaimed, when Wushuang made a move, he seemed to have a familiar feeling, and that move seemed to contain a few points of the "Immortal Secret Technique".

Could it be......

Yang Fan suddenly thought of the plaque of the Xianhong Medical Center.

Of course, Wushuang couldn't cultivate the "Immortal Fortune Jue", because this anti-heaven exercise had a unique surname, and it was only for one person to practice. Wushuang only borrowed some of its artistic conceptions.

Boom!

With a slight wave of his hands, Hu Fei was bounced out by an invisible force, and at the same time, a violent aura rushed into his body.

Burst!

Hu Fei's body staggered, barely stabilizing his body, but a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

Yang Fan stood in place in a daze, and began to replay the process of Wushuang resolving Hu Fei's violent blow in a mysterious way in his mind.

Not only did he resolve it, but Wushuang also returned that power, and immediately injured Hu Fei.

Since the fight, Yang Fan found that Wushuang did not use the power beyond Hu Fei, and even the power he used was half a chip weaker than Hu Fei's, but with a perfect body, he could exert the power to suppress Hu Fei.

Originally...... The artistic conception of Xianhongjue can actually emit such power.

Yang Fan's mind swirled around the mysteries of the various tricks of the Immortal Hongjue, and invisibly, he had a deeper understanding of the artistic conception of the exercises.

Indeed, the unparalleled surname of enlightenment is invincible, but only through a plaque, you can comprehend so much.

Of course, Yang Fan did not suffer a loss, and from the practical application of Wushuang, his understanding of Xianhong Jue deepened a little.

For a while, the mist of life circulating in the body seemed to have condensed a little more, and there was a sudden feeling of comfort from the hundreds of limbs.

Faintly, Yang Fan found that he had touched the steps of the Great Perfection of Contemplation.

If he can advance to the Great Perfection of Contemplation, then what he will have to consider in the next two months will definitely be to build a foundation, and when the time comes, he will have an extra chance of winning with Wushuang.

"Hehe, it was you who shot just now, and now it's my turn......" Wushuang smiled faintly, and his figure floated up and flew above Hu Fei's head.

Call!

A palm, slowly slapped away.

Yang Fan looked at that palm, and there was an illusion of chaos in time and space.

Although it seems slow, Hu Fei has the illusion that there is no way to hide, and he can't resist.

He will not give up, nor will he give in, the fighting spirit from his bones makes his eyes full of bloodshots.

Whew~~

Hu Fei roared, and with a "whoosh" of his body, he bounced up, like a spirit beast, and slapped fiercely towards the peerless Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Bang!

A trace of mockery swept over the corner of Wushuang's mouth, and with a light pat, a majestic force like a mountain erupted, knocking Hu Fei away.

Whew-

Hu Fei flew out dozens of them and hit a mountain bag hard.

Bang!

Suddenly, the small mountain bag cracked, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Hu Fei's mouth.

However, the battle intent in his eyes was even stronger, and there was a little more madness on his face.

Whoosh~~Whoosh!

Hu Fei turned into an afterimage, disappeared from the mountain bag in the blink of an eye, and rushed to Wushuang's body in an instant.

"It's a fast ......"

Yang Fan exclaimed, Hu Fei's current situation cannot be measured by common sense at all, he can definitely overwhelm ordinary foundation building period monks, if it is only about linear speed, even compared with the previous "silver medal killer", it is even more terrifying.

The speed and power of the short-term burst are terrifying to the extreme, and they can completely blow up a monk in the late stage of the contemplation period.

King Yan's eyes also showed a hint of fear, if he faced such a palm, he would at least end up seriously injured.

Bang!

Wushuang threw a punch without hesitation and exchanged blows with Hu Fei.

Whew-

Hu Fei was knocked out again and crashed into a mountain.

This time, Yang Fan felt that Wushuang's strength had also increased to a terrifying level, knocking Hu Fei, who was ten times crazier than the bison just now, into the air.

Whew~

Hu Fei's body fell into the mountain, his arm was shattered, and he was covered in blood, which was unbearable, but he was still roaring tenaciously, condensing his fighting spirit.

"You're defeated...... Whether it's power, speed, or mastery of power. ”

Wushuang said lightly.

Sou!

A string of white phantoms stretched from where he was to Hu Fei, and then returned to Wushuang's original position.

Yang Fan was stunned, and when he understood, he was shocked.

Wushuang appeared in front of Hu Fei in just a moment, and then returned to the same place, giving people the feeling that there was a series of phantoms between the two.

"No!"

Hu Fei roared, and a forbidden aura emanated from his body.

Yang Fan's heart was stunned, he had already noticed that Hu Fei had a forbidden power in his body, and even the fat ghost Dao was extremely afraid of it on the Ghost Corpse Mountain before.

Boil~~~~

Hu Fei's eyes were bloodshot, his hands were spread, and he was claw-like in front of him, his body was half-bowed and half-squatting, looking up to the sky and roaring, grinning his teeth, and his appearance was extremely strange.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed drastically, the aura of heaven and earth surged like a tide, and a trace of thunder and lightning gathered among the clouds, and a breath that made all beings tremble descended on this world.

(To be continued)