The craziest doctor

Xu Qingyun made a quick move, stepped hard on his foot, and rushed towards Pan Yangqiu at top speed.

The spiritual energy in the body is surging, and the purple thunder is condensed in the palm of the right hand.

Zi Lei Palm slapped Pan Yangqiu directly.

The purple thunder engulfed Pan Yangqiu, but Xu Qingyun was slightly taken aback for a second.

Pan Yangqiu's body turned into a paper figurine, and was burned to ashes under Zi Lei's palm.

Xu Qingyun's eyes were fixed: "Li Daitao is stiff!"

The next moment, Pan Yangqiu's figure appeared seven or eight meters away from Xu Qingyun.

Pan Yangqiu smiled triumphantly, looked at Xu Qingyun and the others and said:

"You want to kill me, but you almost have to do it!"

"It's interesting." Xu Qingyun was not angry, but smiled lightly.

He was a little curious about the origin of this middle-aged Taoist, and he could use so many strange tricks.

Pan Yangqiu looked at Xu Qingyun and the others coldly and said:

"Today, none of you will be able to leave, and all of you will be buried here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pan Yangqiu suddenly leaped three to four meters high, and with a flick of his sleeve, he saw dozens of paper figurines flying out of it.

These paper figurines flew out of their sleeves, and the moment they landed, they turned into menacing soldiers with swords in their hands and armor in their hands.

Dozens of soldiers came to fight together, with a powerful momentum. If horses were added, it would be more like soldiers fighting on an ancient battlefield.

These soldiers waved their swords, guns, swords and halberds, and no one would doubt what would happen if they were hit.

These soldiers not only had murderous aura, but also a strong yin aura.

Obviously, these soldiers were transformed from ghosts, not real ancient soldiers.

Lu Xiuyuan and Leng Qinglian were shocked when they saw this scene, and it was the first time they saw such a method.

These ancient soldiers transformed from ghosts were very fast, rushing forward, and in the blink of an eye, they had already arrived at the front.

These ghosts are irrational, they only know how to rush and kill, their ferocious faces are full of murderous intent.

Xu Qingyun waved his hands, and the spiritual energy in his dantian condensed and turned into a golden wall to block the ancient soldiers who charged.

At the same time, the purple thunder in Xu Qingyun's palms continued to condense.

The next moment, the golden wall that resisted the ancient soldiers disappeared, Xu Qingyun struck out with both palms, and purple thunder exploded in Xu Qingyun's palm.

The power of purple thunder covered the entire space. Dozens of ancient soldiers transformed into ghosts were wrapped in thunder, and the arcs flickered, constantly attacking.

A moment later, the dozens of ancient soldiers who had been transformed into ghosts all collapsed and disappeared.

Not far away, Pan Yangqiu frowned slightly, watching this scene.

He felt a little distressed, these ghosts of his were collected with great difficulty, and if one was used up, one would be lost.

However, for the sake of fighting at this moment, it can only be used continuously.

Pan Yangqiu waved the sleeves of his Taoist robe again, and more paper figurines flew out. This time, the ghosts that appeared were more powerful, not only soldiers, but also generals, and even war horses.

"I'll see how long you can resist!"

Pan Yangqiu said with a sneer.

"Master Xu, I'll help you!"

Lu Xiuyuan made a move, waved the dust whisk in his hand, shot out streaks of white energy, and charged towards the ghost soldiers who charged over.

Xu Qingyun raised his right hand, and a golden spirit shot out of his body and fell into his palm.

Xu Qingyun held the Longli sword in his hand, the powerful sword was concentrated, and the sword intent was surging.

The golden sword light on the sword body seemed to condense into substance.

Holding the Longli sword in his hand, Xu Qingyun flew up, facing the torrent, the ghost generals with thousands of horses and horses slashed towards Pan Yangqiu.

The golden sword light grows against the wind, and with a light wave of Xu Qingyun, several ghost soldiers will be beheaded.

After a while, a bloody path was killed.

Xu Qingyun was extremely fast, and quickly approached Pan Yangqiu.

The expression on Pan Yangqiu's face remained unchanged, and there was even a faint smile.

Xu Qingyun's speed suddenly increased, and he used his Xiaoyaoyou movement technique to rush towards him.

The sword light of Longli Sword in his hand intensified again, with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, he beheaded and killed countless ghost soldiers in front of him.

Finding Xu Qingyun so fierce, Pan Yangqiu finally changed his face, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he hurriedly backed away.

A burst of sword energy struck, and Pan Yangqiu narrowly dodged it.But the sleeve of the Taoist robe was still cut, exposing the blood-stained left arm.

Pan Yangqiu showed a look of panic, and Xu Qingyun's second sword approached again in an instant.

Pan Yangqiu hurriedly avoided and defended.

The sword is like the wind, unstoppable, cutting through everything.

Long Lijian slashed directly at Pan Yangqiu's body, as smoothly as nothing.

Pan Yangqiu, who was cut in half, did not see any blood.

Xu Qingyun's starry eyes froze, and it was this method again.

Pan Yangqiu's figure disappeared and turned into two paper figurines.

A golden light flashed in his pupils, and Xu Qingyun directly opened the eyes of the candle dragon, searching for Pan Yangqiu's figure.

Suddenly, Xu Qingyun saw Pan Yangqiu's figure appearing behind Leng Qinglian, and grabbed Leng Qinglian's shoulder.

Xu Qingyun was shocked and shouted loudly:

"Qinglian, be careful behind you!"

Leng Qinglian heard Xu Qingyun's call, and at the same time, she also felt the danger coming from behind her.

He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Pan Yangqiu's hand was on Leng Qinglian's shoulder, and the next moment, a golden Buddha's light erupted from Leng Qinglian's body.

This powerful Buddha light directly sent Pan Yangqiu flying.

The body is protected by the deserted lotus light, and the whole body is bathed in the golden Buddha light, which is holy and pure.

If Xu Qingyun could see through Leng Qinglian at this moment, he would be able to find that within Leng Qinglian's body, a relic was emitting light.

"This is?!"

Lu Xiuyuan looked at Leng Qinglian in surprise, he could feel the powerful Buddha light emanating from Leng Qinglian.

Xu Qingyun was also a little surprised. At the same time, he had quickly come to Leng Qinglian's side.

Leng Qinglian stretched out her hands and looked blankly at the Buddha's light on her body. She knew that the Buddha's light came from the relic in her body, but it was out of her control, and it was the first time she encountered such a situation.

After a while, the Buddha light disappeared.

The relic in the body returned to calm again.

Pan Yangqiu got up from the ground in embarrassment, and looked at Leng Qinglian in disbelief: "How could it be, you are obviously an ordinary person, how could you have such a powerful body of Buddha's light?"

Not many people know about the relic in Leng Qinglian's body.

Naturally, it was impossible for Pan Yangqiu to know.

He originally thought that he would not be able to defeat Xu Qingyun, so he took Leng Qinglian as a hostage. All the plans went smoothly, but he did not expect such a sudden change at the last moment, which was unexpected.

Xu Qingyun protected Leng Qinglian behind her, and looked at Pan Yangqiu coldly:

"You are really despicable and shameless, you can use this method if you can't win!"

Pan Yangqiu didn't answer, but frowned tightly, feeling a little troubled.

"Director Lu, help me protect Qinglian, and I'll deal with him." Xu Qingyun said to Lu Xiuyuan.

Lu Xiuyuan nodded: "Master Xu, don't worry, I will protect Miss Leng!"

Holding the Longli sword in hand, Xu Qingyun approached Pan Yangqiu, and said coldly:

"Don't think about running away, you can't run away today!"