Medical Master Chapter 142: No one can hit any
"Isn't Britain gone?"
Old man Zhan glanced at the group of British people mockingly, and said contemptuously: "You British people are really thick-skinned"
The words came out.
The faces of the British group of people suddenly became even uglier than before.
Yes, aside.
In the French crowd, a young man in a tuxedo with long golden wavy hair stepped out at this moment.
"Who said I am leaving the UK"
The young man glanced at Old Man Zhan indifferently, and said, "Why do you like China so much that there are too many people and less people are bullying? I am not mistaken, you have six S-level powerhouses, while we only have three in the UK. What can you say if you are lucky enough to win"
Hear the words.
Everyone held back a smile.
"You are British"
He Gaoming stood up and asked.
"Huh."
The other party snorted coldly and said: "I am an Englishman. When we are not here, we will bully people with too many people. You Huaxia are really despicable."
"Eh eh eh."
He Gaoming shook his head, pointed to his temple and said: "The brain is a good thing, you should use it more."
The words came out.
Everyone couldn't help laughing in the audience.
In the British crowd, a person hurried forward in embarrassment and said to the new grandmaster: "Just now, they defeated our three S-level masters with only one unknown. "
"What"
Hearing this, the new British master's face instantly sank.
It feels hot on my face.
I slap myself in the face
I originally wanted to step on Hua Xia on the grounds that there were too many people in China who bullied people, but I didn't expect that it was because there were too many people on my side who bullied fewer people, and the other party got on the ground.
This face is hit, it hurts
Hua Xia Fang, everyone haha size.
All around, people from all the large, medium and small forces who had already arrived also laughed out loud.
This time, the British have brought their arrogance to the fullest, and their arrogance has reached their own heads.
"Huh."
With an angry grunt, the new British grandmaster stared at Hua Xiafang with a cold expression: "You were a fluke just now. Now I have to see, why do you come to fight us?"
Talking room.
Stepping out from the crowd together with the other person, a violent energy burst out of his body.
Venerable, Grand Master
It seems that these two people belong to the British side.
At the same time.
Among the French crowd who gathered with this group of people, three people also walked out at the same time, and their aura also broke out, all of them are also Venerable Grandmasters
"Five"
"Has France and Britain joined forces?"
"Five S-level super masters were dispatched. This time, it seems that the strength of the two sides is completely equal."
"Although the three people were injured, they were also a force."
"Do you want to fight?"
All around, people from various forces began to talk.
No one thought of it.
Not long after this, the war is about to kick off, and this is still a war between two countries against one country
"Huh, you have 5 s-level masters, and we have them too."
One of the people who had been laid down by Fang Qiu before stood up, with one hand on his chest, raised his head proudly, and said to the people of Hua Xia Fang: "I advise you, it’s better to hand over the entrance to the ruins. Where the ruins are, let go of the area where the ruins are, otherwise don’t blame us for being ruthless"
Here.
Fang Qiu turned his head and smiled at the four masters.
"It seems that they don't know the existence of Master Tianwen, but since they want to be five-on-five, then we will have a five-on-five game with them."
End.
Everyone laughed.
At the same time, he reached out his hand and took out the weapon.
The divine sword was condensed in Fangqiu's hands. Fifth Mingchuan pulled out a long soft sword from his waist. Old man Zhan didn't know where he fetched a big sword, and Patriarch Qian had an extra iron fist in his hand. Several embroidery needles appeared in Xi Fengling's hands.
See it.
Everyone in England and France was stunned.
What are you doing?
What does this mean
Everyone stared at Hua Xia Fang with a look of confusion.
"What's the charge?"
Patriarch Qian squeezed the iron fist on his hand, his eyes flashed with impatient brilliance, looked straight at everyone in the other party, and said: "Aren't you going to do it? We Huaxia haven't been afraid of anyone yet"
The words came out.
The people in the Anglo-French alliance were all stunned.
In their images, Hua Xia is clearly a peace-oriented country that doesn’t like hands-on. Why is it that if you don’t agree, you have to do it
However.
Since Huaxia’s words have reached this point, they cannot regress. If they regress at this time, the face of the two countries will be lost.
After all, there are still so many people watching around.
What's more, judging from the bright side, their strength is not worse than that of China, so why not be afraid?
For a while.
The two sides were at war, and the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.
The battle is about to start
"British capable people are wizards who are good at long-range attacks. They can defend against the sky, objects, and even forcibly control the body and spirit of people."
Fang Qiu opened his mouth and said: "The French ability players use abilities. Generally speaking, they are similar to those on TV, but it has nothing to do with time and space. At most, they can play with water or light fire. Of."
Fang Qiu spoke in Chinese.
Everyone nodded clearly.
Over there.
The Anglo-French alliance doesn't even know what the nameless is saying.
"Dry"
The Patriarch Qian, who was already full of fighting spirit, immediately flew out after hearing Fangqiu’s words, rushed directly at one of the two new British masters, and said: "I like playing close Fighting"
When other people saw this, they all started to do it.
This time.
Fangqiu found a French master full of venerable aura.
This grandmaster is holding a short knife in his hand, with a faint blue flame glowing on the tip of the knife, which looks a little different from ordinary abilities.
The others also corresponded one-to-one, apart from anything else, they found an opponent and rushed forward.
Seeing the Anglo-French alliance.
I dare to hesitate there.
They all rushed out immediately, each mobilizing their own strengths, and directly colliding with the people of Huaxia directly from the front.
"Boom boom boom"
The loud noise of fierce collision suddenly spread in mid-air.
Look carefully.
Ten s-level powerhouses directly soared in mid-air, fighting frantically.
However.
One of these scenes looks particularly funny.
It's Patriarch Qian and the new British master.
When Fei Chong went up, Patriarch Qian burst out with a reckless aura, just like a mad bull, no matter what else, he burst out and rushed towards the British master. Come here.
This scene.
But this new British master was shocked.
How could he think that Huaxia people are so reckless
When you come up with full firepower, do it directly
The British Grand Master was panicked, and immediately burst out a huge energy, which directly condensed into a thick wall of energy during the midway of Patriarch Qian’s flying over, trying to resist Patriarch Qian while immediately controlling his figure. Withdrawing quickly, for fear of being caught up close by money.
"Wuming is right."
Patriarch Qian gave a sneer, and then violently waved his right hand no matter what.
"Boom."
With the sound of thunder.
The fist wearing an iron glove slammed directly into the wall of energy blocking the way.
Next moment.
"Boom"
There was an explosion.
As Patriarch Qian’s fist fell, that wall of energy was suddenly blown out by Patriarch Qian’s fist, and it was directly broken into pieces in the sky.
At the same time.
"Shoo"
As soon as Patriarch Qian moved his body, his whole person was like a meteor, exploding at a speed that the opponent could not match, and he rushed directly toward the opponent.
This moment.
The British master panicked.
Like a mouse that saw a cat, he didn't dare to hesitate at all, so he turned around and ran.
No way.
His fighting power can only be displayed at a long distance. If he is chased by such a reckless man, he will have a swollen nose in less than a minute, so he can only run.
This scene fell in the eyes of others.
Suddenly there was a burst of laughter.
The British Grandmaster, who was proactively provoking just now, was chased by a rat with his head just as soon as the battle started
This is too real too
Look at the other side.
Fifth Mingchuan has a soft sword in his hand, facing a French wind system ability player, read Yifengjian with sword energy, and the fight is very fierce, but the wind blade of that ability player broke out with the fifth Mingchuan Compared with his sword qi, it is too fragile, it is not comparable at all.
Under this situation, Fifth Mingchuan quickly approached, exerting close suppression, and quickly gained the upper hand.
Old Man Zhan is holding a machete in his hands.
Holding a wine gourd in one hand, like the Qian Patriarch, he chased a British grandmaster with a slash from left to right. His appearance was more reckless than the Qian family, and the British grand masters could not bear it.
There is also Xifengling, the master of the West family.
Her opponent is a male fire abilities.
This person didn’t keep his hands because Xifengling was a woman. Instead, as soon as the couple got on, an extremely hot flame erupted from all over his body, trying to fight Xifengling up close, suppressing it with the high temperature of the flame. Xifengling.
It's a pity.
In Xifengling's eyes, his actions were too slow.
"咻咻咻"
The embroidery needle in the hand moves.
Before waiting for the other party to get close, Xifengling used the thread threaded on the embroidery needle to give the other party a five-flowered tie, even if it was just an ordinary red thread, wrapped in Xifengling’s inner energy, the other party’s flames were also Burning at all
Fangqiu's side~IndoMTL.com~ This French ability player with a short knife turned out to use a cutting ability, which is a very powerful ability in close combat.
Unfortunately, he met Fangqiu.
"Boom"
A loud noise.
In close combat, this French supernatural player is not as good as Fang Qiu in terms of speed, reactivity, or strength.
Only three moves.
Fang Qiu punched him down.
Result.
Fang Qiu had just turned people over, and there were sounds of landing next to him.
Looking at it, the five masters of the Anglo-French Alliance were beaten to vomit blood and fell to the ground.
No one can fight