Medical Martial God

He was wearing long silver hair, his strong and straight body was wrapped in a silver trench coat, and his body was covered with a dark red invisible gas, exuding a shocking power.

He stood straight on the top of the mountain, looking out into the distance, it felt like an iron tower standing on the top of the mountain.

Thick, wild and full of calm.

Because he was facing away from Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan couldn't see his face at all, he could only see his back.

Even so, the moment he saw the familiar back, Ye Xuan, who was breathing heavily, was instantly quiet, his fists couldn't help but clenched tightly, trying to keep calm.

But even as he worked hard to maintain this calmness, his body continued to tremble because the emotional fluctuations were too great, and his eyes gradually became moist.

Because of this figure, he is already too familiar to be familiar!

Even if he didn't see his face, Ye Xuan still knew who he was.

"you……"

He was about to speak, but the erect figure turned slowly at this moment.

As he turned around, an unusually handsome face was destroyed by a striking scar, and a strange and familiar face appeared in Ye Xuan's sight.

He had long flowing silver hair, a striking scar on his unusually handsome face, and the scar spread from his left forehead through his left eye to his left half of his face, as if he was crawling on his face. The uncle's uncle generally split his handsome face into two halves, making his handsome face full of suffocation.

He didn't wear other clothes on the upper body, just just put the special silver windbreaker on his body, showing his strong muscles and body, but also revealing the dense and dense wounds on his body.

Of these dense wounds, two were the most obvious.

The two wounds were forty centimeters long, spreading from his left and right chest to his left and right lower abdomen, forming a striking "X", which complemented his strong body and the scar on his handsome face, making him The whole body is filled with a brutality and wildness that is difficult to describe with words!

Judging from his appearance alone, his temper is definitely extremely hot!

This is definitely a master who dares not provoke people.

It's hard to imagine how he survived with so many injuries.

His name is Di Roque, and people outside have given him a supreme title-Holy Demon!

Looking at the Holy Devil who was full of scars, even his face was destroyed, Ye Xuan's body trembled violently, clenching his teeth, clenching his fists, and letting tears swirl in the wet eyes. Don't let him stay.

It was difficult for him to imagine what the will was to make the man in front of him full of injuries, still alive as a little giant who propped up a sky.

Ye Xuan looked at him, he looked at Ye Xuan.

With four eyes facing each other, no one evaded and dodged.

A long-lost feeling permeated their hearts!

I don't know if it is because their gas field is too strong or because of the climatic change here. The wind on the top of the mountain suddenly caused a strong wind, and the flowers and trees around them kept shaking, and the leaves and flowers rang.

"boom!"

The next moment, the dull explosion sounded loudly.

Ye Xuan and St. Diroc broke out at the same time.

The moment they rushed out, both of them waved their fists at this moment and smashed at each other unavoidably.

"boom……"

"Well ..."

The next moment, Ye Xuan's fist smashed into the face of St. Moor's Dirk, while the fist of St. Moore's fist smashed into Ye Xuan's face.

Bright red blood spewed out of their mouths for a moment, and powerful forces shook both sides and flew out.

"Pedal ..."

Ye Xuan was shaken back more than 20 meters to stabilize her body, but the divine devil only took five steps to stabilize her body.

Hold your body steady and look at Ye Xuan, who was shocked to fly more than 20 meters, a smirk appeared on the face of Saint Derock, raising his palms, and hooking his fingers at him.

When he saw this, Ye Xuan looked cold, his eyes were fighting, his legs were strong, his fierce energy burst out, and he rushed away again with the wild fighting power against Saint Derock, holding his fist against him again. Smash it out.

Saint Democrat grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, and also smashing his fist and smashing into Ye Xuan.

"boom!"

"Bang bang ..."

The dull collision sounded continuously on the mountaintop.

You punched, I punched, no one dodged, and no one spoke, until one side could hardly hold it and fell down.

In a frantic brawl, bright red blood was constantly spraying out of Ye Xuan and Saint Morro's mouth.

However, on their faces, they could not see the slightest pain, and some of them were more cheerful and happy than ever before.

Because this is a unique way for the two men to console each other when they meet again.

Because all the feelings of the two men are contained in their fists.

"Master Madman, they are ..."

Li Chunyang, who slowly climbed up the mountain in the distance to see this scene, could not help but change his face, was trying to rush to help Ye Xuan, but was stopped by the crazy monster Lin Feng, let Li Chunyang bewildered, could not help asking .

"Don't talk ... just stand by and watch quietly."

The crazy monster Lin Feng did not explain, but spoke with a smile on his face.

Although he did not understand what was happening in front of the scene, Li Chunyang still obeyed the words of the crazy monster Lin Feng, nodded his head slightly, and stood silently watching Ye Xuan and St. Derock, who were fighting each other. .

Only after careful observation did Li Chunyang Fang find out that no matter whether it was Ye Xuan or Saint Demons, no one used the radon in their bodies, but used their physical strength to fight each other.

"Bang bang ..."

The dull collision sounded endlessly on the mountaintop.

"thump!"

In the end, Ye Xuan was the first to be unable to carry it, and was blown away by the divine devil, with his knees softened, and fell heavily to the ground, panting heavily and breathing hard, and never got up again.

"you lose!"

Looking at Ye Xuan who was no longer able to get up on the ground, Saint Derock's face was full of smiles, and a steady word came from his mouth.

This guy has been fighting each other with Ye Xuan for so long. He hasn't even panted for a long time, even a drop of sweat on his forehead. I can imagine how strong this guy's physical strength is.

"No ... it doesn't count, but I ran up from the foot of the mountain, and my physical strength was already consumed for a long time! Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..."

Hearing the words of Saint Devil's Dirk, Ye Xuan lay on the slate, panting hard, and speaking hardly.

"Come on, you have a brand new body. Look at my body, but it's full of injuries. I'm old, weak and disabled ..."

St. Diroc came to Ye Xuan and sat down, took out two pots of wine from the holy ring worn on his hand, handed a pot to Ye Xuan, and the remaining pot was held by him Li drank himself.

Ye Mo Xuan was stunned by the words of Saint Mo Di Roque, looking at the scars on his body, Ye Xuan sat up, stretched out his palms and held Saint Mo Di Roque's shoulder, and laughed and said, "Okay. , You win this game! "

"Then you remember to follow the old rules!"

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Saint Derock turned and grinned.

"No problem! Come, drink!"

Ye Xuan boldly agreed, holding the jug with the jug in the hands of Saint Mordec.

Then they chatted while drinking.

"I heard about A Feng and Anina about your affairs, and we knew that one day you would definitely come back!"

Saint Demok raised his head and drank a sip of wine, and his face was filled with deep memories and complexities, and a low word came out of his mouth: "But, now you have come back, but our home is gone , The Demon Temple is destroyed and no longer exists ... "

"At that time, Afeng and I led those brothers desperately and insisted, but ... in the end, they still couldn't keep it! Sorry, brother!"

At the end of the discourse, Di Roque's heart was full of guilt and guilt.

"What stupid thing to say? I should be sorry for you. If I had a little more thoughts and precautions, it wouldn't be like this. It was my misstep that made everyone suffer! I am sorry for everyone, Disappoint everyone! "

Ye Xuan stretched out his palm and patted St. Moroccan's shoulder heavily, a thick guilt appeared on his face, and a low and apologetic word came from his mouth.

As the leader of the Temple of God, he failed to protect everyone.

"Okay, brothers, don't blame each other here! Our home is gone, just take it back and build it!"

Seeing this scene, the mad monster Lin Feng in the distance couldn't help but smile, and took Li Chunyang to step beside them, patted them on the shoulders, and smiled.

"Xuan Shao, you talk, I'll get you some good wine."

Looking at Ye Xuan, the familiar look of the crazy monster Lin Feng and Saint Deeroc, Li Chunyang only felt awkward and redundant to stand here, and now he turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Chunyang!"

Seeing this, Ye Xuan couldn't help turning his head and beckoning to Li Chunyang: "Don't go, come here!"

Li Chunyang nodded slightly and walked to Ye Xuan's side.

"Chunyang, let me introduce you. This is our good brother Dirock!"

"Adi, this is our new brother Li Chunyang!"

Afterwards, Ye Xuan introduced to Saint Derock.

"Dirok? Is he one of the nine demon kings of the Western Shura world?"

Hearing Ye Xuan's introduction, Li Chunyang stunned and looked at the Saint De Dirk dumbfounded, his face shocked and miserable.

He had heard the rumors and stories of Saint Morro Roque countless times, but did not expect to be able to see it with his own eyes.

And in his heart, he was full of doubts and shocks about Ye Xuan's identity. Obviously, he did not expect that he could be called a brother and a brother with the once-famous Holy Devil!

So, what is his true identity?

"It's just a false name. You're Axuan's brother, and I'm Diroc's brother. We have to take care of each other in the future!"

Looking at Li Chunyang's shocked appearance, St. Diroque could not help but shook his head with a smile, stretched out his palm and patted his shoulder, said with a smile.

"Then I will trouble Lord Saint ...."

Li Chunyang also answered with a smile.

"Don't be a holy devil, mad devil, just call us by name!"

The crazy monster Lin Feng also stretched out his palm and patted Li Chunyang's shoulder, and spoke boldly.

"This……"

When Li Chunyang stayed, he was quite flattered.

After all, his identity and status are far worse than those of the crazy monsters Lin Feng and Saint Moroccan.

"Okay, Chunyang, I haven't treated you as an outsider all the time, but a brother ... you will call them as they say!"

Seeing what Li Chunyang wanted to say, Ye Xuan waved his hand to interrupt his words.

"Yes!"

Li Chunyang hesitated, and nodded gently.

Ye Xuan took a deep look at Li Chunyang, and then said in a deep voice.

"Chunyang, I have been hiding you for so long, my true identity and some things should let you know!"

"Xuan Shao, your true identity?"

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Li Chunyang froze.

Ye Xuan nodded slightly, and spoke slowly.

"Actually I am not Ye Xuan, but I am a demon!"