Medical Master

"Didn't Britain roll?"

Old Man Zhan glanced mockingly at the group of British people, 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.

Among the French crowd, a young man in a tuxedo with long golden wavy hair stepped out at this moment.

"Who said I am leaving Britain?"

The young man glanced at the old man Zhan indifferently, and said, "What? Do you really like more people and less people? If I read correctly, 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.

"Humph."

The other party snorted coldly and said, "I am a British. When we are not there, we will bully fewer people with more people. You Huaxia are really mean!

"Eh eh eh."

He Gaoming shook his head, pointed at his temple and said, "Your brain is a good thing, you should use it more."

The words came out.

In the audience, everyone couldn't help laughing.

Among the British crowd, a person hurried forward in embarrassment and said to the new master: "Just now, they defeated our three S-level masters with only one nameless."

"what?"

Hearing this, the new British Grandmaster's face instantly sank.

Feeling hot on my face.

This is my own slap in the face!

Originally, I wanted to step on Huaxia on the grounds that there were too many people in Huaxia who bullied fewer people, but I didn't expect that it turned out that there were too many people on my own side and fewer people were bullied.

This face hurts!

Huaxia Fang, everyone haha ​​size.

In the surroundings, all the large, medium and small forces that had already arrived, all laughed.

This time, the British have brought their arrogance to the fullest, and the arrogance has reached their own heads.

"Humph."

With an angry grunt, the new British grandmaster stared at Hua Xiafang with a cold expression: "You were lucky just now. Now I want to see, why do you come to fight us!"

Talking.

Stepping out from the crowd together with the other person, a powerful 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. They were all the Venerable Grand Master!

"Five?"

"Has France and Britain joined forces?"

"Unexpectedly, 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."

"Are you going to fight?"

Around, people of 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!

"Hmph, you have 5 S-level masters, and we do."

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 person in Hua Xia Fang: "I advise you, it is better to hand over the entrance to the ruins, Give up 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."

Finished.

Everyone laughed.

At the same time stretched 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 fumbled out a big sword. Qian Patriarch had an extra iron fist in his hand, Xifeng Several embroidery needles also appeared in Ling's hands.

Upon seeing this.

Everyone in England and France was stunned.

What is this for?

What does it mean?

Everyone stared at Hua Xia Fang with a look of confusion.

"What are you talking about?"

Patriarch Qian squeezed the iron fist on his hand, his eyes gleamed with impatient brilliance, looked straight at everyone in the other party, and said, "Isn't you going to do it? We Huaxia haven't been afraid of anyone!"

The words came out.

The people in the Anglo-French alliance were all stunned.

In their images, Huaxia is clearly a peace-oriented country that doesn't like hands-on. Why is this really a disagreement and requires hands-on?

but.

Now that Hua Xia Fang has already reached this point, it is impossible for them to 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 inferior to Huaxia, so why be afraid?

For a time.

The two sides were at war, and the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

The war 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 force control of a person's body and spirit."

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."

Fang Qiu spoke in Chinese.

Everyone nodded clearly.

there.

The Anglo-French Alliance didn't even know what Wuming was saying.

"dry!"

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 to play close combat! "

When other people saw this, they all started.

This time.

Fangqiu found a French grandmaster full of venerable aura.

This grandmaster was holding a short knife in his hand, with a faint blue flame glowing on the tip of the knife, which looked a little different from ordinary abilities.

The others also corresponded one to one, and apart from anything else, they found an opponent and rushed forward.

See the Anglo-French alliance.

There dare to hesitate.

Immediately, they all rushed out one after another, each mobilizing their own strengths, and directly colliding with the people of Huaxia directly from the front.

"Boom boom..."

The loud noise of fierce collision suddenly spread in midair.

Look carefully.

Ten S-level powerhouses flew directly in the air, fighting frantically.

but.

One of these scenes looks particularly funny.

It was Patriarch Qian and the new British master.

When Fei rushed up, Patriarch Qian burst out with a reckless aura, like a mad bull, no matter what else, he burst out and rushed towards the British master.

This scene.

But this new British master was shocked.

How could he think that Huaxia people are so reckless?

When you come up, the firepower is on, just do it?

The British Grand Master was panicked, and immediately burst out a huge energy, directly in the midway of Patriarch Qian’s flying over, solidified into a thick wall of energy, trying to resist the Patriarch Qian, and immediately controlled his body to retreat rapidly. , For fear of being 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 towards the energy wall blocking the way.

next moment.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion.

As Patriarch Qian's fist fell, that energy wall was turned into fragments of the sky by the huge force that burst out of Patriarch Qian's fist in an instant.

at the same time.

"call out!"

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 rushed directly towards the opponent.

this moment.

The British master panicked.

It was like a mouse that saw a cat. He didn't dare to hesitate at all, so he turned and ran.

No idea.

His fighting power can only be displayed at a long distance. If he is caught up by such a rash man, he will have a swollen nose and face in less than a minute, so he can only run.

This scene fell in the eyes of others.

There was a burst of laughter.

The British Grandmaster, who was still provoking provocation just now, was chased by a rat with his head just as soon as the war started?

This is too real, right?

Look at the other side.

Fifth Mingchuan has a soft sword. Facing a French wind system, he reads a wind blade with sword aura. The fight is very fierce, but the wind blade of that power is with the sword of the fifth Mingchuan. It is too fragile to compare.

In this case, Fifth Mingchuan quickly approached, exerting close suppression, and quickly gained the upper hand.

Old man Zhan was holding a machete in his hand.

Holding the wine gourd in one hand, like the Qian Patriarch, he chased a British grandmaster with a slash from the left to the right. His appearance was more reckless than the Qian family, and the British grandmasters couldn't bear it.

There is also Xifengling, the master of the West.

Her opponent is a male fire type superpower.

This person did not keep his hands because Xifengling was a woman. Instead, as soon as he got on the hook, an extremely hot flame erupted from all over his body. He tried to fight Xifengling up close and suppressed Xifengling with the high temperature of the flame. .

Unfortunately.

In Xi Fengling's eyes, his actions were too slow.

"Shoo, hoo..."

The embroidery needle in his hand moved.

Before he waited 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, under Xifengling’s inner energy, the other party’s flames burned continuously.

Fangqiu's side.

This French ability player with a short knife in his hand turned out to be a cutting ability, which is a very powerful ability in close combat.

Unfortunately, he met Fangqiu.

"boom!"

There was 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.

Staring at it, the five masters of the Anglo-French Alliance were all beaten to the ground by vomiting blood.

No one can fight!