Chapter 30 A Gift for the Little Doctor

The arrows used by the captain of the Black Armor Guard are different from ordinary arrows. They are made of the feathers of the second-level magical beast Golden Scale Sparrow with a second-level magic core. They are special arrows that can be consumed once. Each captain can only receive three arrows a month and they cannot be accumulated.

Zhang Yuan injected his own Dou Qi and the power of the Three Dragons Thunder Gang Fire into the Golden Scale Sparrow Arrow. The power can be imagined. After leaving the string, it traveled dozens of feet in an instant and came to the front of the female Dou Shi.

"Zi~"

The female Dou Shi reacted very quickly. Without turning around, she summoned the blue-purple Dou Qi armor, focusing on the chest to block the arrow.

But in front of this arrow, her Dou Qi armor seemed like paper, and a gap was worn out in a blink of an eye. She could no longer block it and could only watch the arrow pierce through her body.

Even if her chest was pierced, she could still hold on with her strength. If she took a high-quality elixir, she might be able to recover in a short time.

But the power of lightning and fire on the arrow remained in her body. The fire devoured the fighting spirit and grew stronger. The power of thunder raged, paralyzing her whole body and making her unable to move.

"Lan Juan!"

Sen Ma Rong, who had resisted the explosion, was about to continue to escape when he found that the female master was strange and his expression suddenly changed.

He directly abandoned his magic horse and landed heavily on the ground, leaving a deep pit. His body was ejected like a cannonball onto the back of Lan Juan's magic horse and hugged her.

Lan Juan wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak even though her lips moved. She could only hint with her eyes, hoping that Sen Ma Rong could understand.

The tacit understanding cultivated together in life and death for more than ten years made Sen Ma Rong understand Lan Juan's meaning. He put his hand into the lower abdomen of the latter, put two fingers into a crack and bent them.

Lan Juan vomited blood, but there was a satisfied smile on her face.

At this time, Zhang Yuan casually threw the longbow to a guard beside him, and summoned the Dou Qi armor to rush towards Sen Ma Rong. After one step, he left a residual image in the air, and when he appeared again, he was already ten feet behind Sen Ma Rong.

"Boom."

A thunderous sound suddenly sounded.

A low-level Xuan-level fighting skill, a thunder strike.

Zhang Yuan let the Dou Qi leave his body, turning it into lightning power to bless his two fingers, and stabbed Sen Ma Rong's back directly, without any intention of holding back.

"Puff!"

The sound of the flesh being pierced sounded, and Zhang Yuan's pupils shrank.

It was because at the critical moment, Lan Juan held Sen Ma Rong and rotated 180 degrees to change positions, using her body to block his attack.

Not only that, a dark green force gushed out of Lan Juan's blood, trying to invade his body along his fingers, with extremely strong corrosive and paralyzing power.

"Puff!"

Lan Juan spit out blood again, and was completely out of breath.

Sen Ma Rong, who was hit by the thunder wave attack and lost consciousness for a short time, felt the burning sensation on his face, his eyes turned blood red, and he immediately summoned the Dou Qi armor and punched Zhang Yuan.

A dark green water ball appeared out of thin air.

This is the Xuan-level intermediate fighting skill, the Xuanshui heavy punch.

Although it is water, it carries a thousand pounds of strength, and ordinary fighting masters will be reduced to meat patties if they resist it.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan did not panic and performed the Shenxing Chasing Lightning Step. In an instant, he retreated several feet to avoid Sen Ma Rong's attack, and looked down at his fingers.

I saw a drop of dark green blood trying to break through his body, with extremely evil power.

This is poison.

"Good poison, Xiao Yixian should like it in the future."

Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up, summoned the three dragons of thunder and fire to wrap the dark green blood, and began to calcine it.

"Strange fire?!" Sen Ma Rong's face became very ugly.

Lan Juan has a unique fighting skill, which can fuse her own fighting crystal with the toxins in her body, and then attack through blood as a medium, which is a trick to die together with others.

Even if a strong fighting spirit is accidentally infected by this poisonous blood, the body will be paralyzed on the spot, and the body will be weak for a period of time. In severe cases, the cultivation will regress and suffer lifelong damage.

But I never thought that Zhang Yuan actually possessed the legendary strange fire, which is the nemesis of all poisons and is not afraid of a mere third-level toxin.

"Wait, kid, I will definitely come back to kill you."

After saying a cruel word, Sen Ma Rong released his fighting spirit to cover the monster horse.

"Woo~" The monster horse neighed in pain, a hint of green appeared in its eyes, and it started to run wildly, so fast that ordinary fighters could not catch its figure.

Zhang Yuan did not rush to catch up, but took out a jade bottle from the ring, put the refined poisonous blood into it, and carefully put it away after covering the bottle cap.

Then he used his skills slowly, first taking down the great fighter who was injured by the self-explosion of Jialebi and was about to escape, knocking him unconscious and crippling his cultivation and handing him over to a personal guard, and then taking down several other fighters.

In front of him, a peak fighter who could kill three-star great fighters across levels and was now a five-star great fighter, none of these people could escape.

When he dealt with these people, there was a sound of a big battle in the fog not far away. He used his skills to rush over and saw a black-robed man condensing his fighting spirit into a long spear, completely suppressing Sen Ma Rong.

The storm of the fight between the two blew off the hat on the black-robed old man's head, revealing an old face, which was the lord of Wutan City, Lin Zhengqing.

Not far from the two, the beast horse was dead, and Lan Juan's body fell to the ground.

"Lord Lin, I'll help you."

Zhang Yuan drew out the long sword from his waist, added fighting spirit and rushed forward.

A five-star master who can fight above his level, plus a senior fighting spirit, put Sen Mayong in danger.

With more and more injuries on his body, Senma Rong's eyes became fierce, and his fighting spirit began to become manic. He roared: "Go to hell."

Lin Zhengqing's eyes condensed, tapped the ground and retreated, and did not forget to remind Zhang Yuan: "He wants to self-destruct."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan did not retreat but advanced, and hit Senma Rong's dantian with a palm.

"Boy, you go to hell with me." Senma Rong showed a bloodthirsty smile: "Before dying, I can take away a genius of the Jiama Empire, I am not at a loss."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed and asked: "Are you not from the Jiama Empire?"

"Hehe." Senma Rong just smiled and didn't say anything. He wanted Zhang Yuan to be a fool.

But the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank and his expression became stunned.

Just because Zhang Yuan's hand touched his dantian, he felt a force spreading all over his body, making him unable to move, and he could no longer sense his fighting crystal.

Self-destruction has become a joke.

"Strange fire, it must be strange fire." Senma Rong said angrily.

"Correct answer, but no reward."

Zhang Yuan retracted his hand and patted it lightly.

In Senma Rong's dantian, there was a three-dragon thunder fire that wrapped up his half-broken Dou crystal, swallowing and growing to suppress it.

"City Lord Lin, you and Master Gu Ni are a little late." Zhang Yuan turned to look at Lin Zhengqing and smiled, "If you were a few minutes later, you would have come in vain this time."

Lin Zhengqing came to Zhang Yuan, the spear in his hand gradually dissipated, with surprise in his eyes, and smiled helplessly, "It's not that we came too late, it's that you ended the battle too quickly, I didn't expect you still have hidden strength."

Lin Zhengqing certainly didn't think that Zhang Yuan's strength had improved in the past few days, but that he had reserved when he fought with Jialebi.

Who would have thought that a sixteen-year-old boy was actually a five-star Dou Master, stronger than the three clan leaders of Wutan City.

Zhang Yuan did not explain anything, and said: "I didn't expect Jialebi to come in person, I was just lucky."

He was not being modest, nor was he pretending to be cool. The battle ended so quickly this time, and good luck was indeed the main reason.

Who would have thought that Jialebi, who was attacked by him, would come in person.