Chapter 797

Shock!

it is beyond logic and above reason!

All the people in the room opened their eyes involuntarily, and their eyes fell on Liu Silong and Gu Zeyan.

How long is it? Five seconds?

Professor Jiang has just vomited blood. Liu Silong has recovered to the imperial strength. Although the three old professors of Gu Zeyan are worse, they have also revealed the king's breath!

It's amazing!

Do you want to be so fast?!

Professor Jiang was so angry that he vomited blood again.

The old four are half step emperor level. They are different from ordinary emperor level martial arts. Even Yang fan can cure them so fast and so well. Wouldn't it be easier to cure a small seven level Martial Emperor like him?

But why, why is Yang Fan always pushing away, just unwilling to start treating him?

"Damn it!"

"You forced me! You forced me!"

"Originally, I just wanted to stay here to avoid leisure and fool around, but why do you have to force me like this?!"

Professor Jiang talked to himself as he vomited blood. The look on his face gradually became ferocious and terrible. With a flash of killing opportunity, he directly waved and slapped Feng Jingmin in front of him.

Without the slightest precaution, Feng Jingmin was directly patted by Professor Jiang's palm, his sternum was sunken, and his heart and lungs were all broken into a mass of mud.

Poof!

This time it was Feng Jingmin's turn to spray blood at his mouth. Yang Fan had just healed his body and lost half his life in an instant.

Feng Jingmin, who was photographed dozens of meters outside the door, looked up at Professor Jiang incredulously: "why do you do this?! is it because Yang Fan didn't treat you in time?"

That's funny!

How can a person's heart be so small?!

Can't he see that Yang Fan is now healing the old wounds of the four ancient emperors and even the half step emperor?

Can't he see that the injuries of the four old professors are recovering and their strength has recovered more than half?

Why should he suddenly get into trouble at this time? What does he want to do?

Feng Jingmin can't understand.

Mingming fought side by side with him a few hours ago to resist the same demon emperor, and even his comrades in arms who did not hesitate to die with him. How can they attack their compatriots in the twinkling of an eye?

No one answered his question.

Because Professor Jiang didn't stop after attacking and abolishing his half body cultivation, but flew directly to Yang Fan, and Gu Zeyan and Liu Silong, who are constantly recovering their cultivation under Yang Fan's treatment.

"Professor Jiang, what are you going to do?"

"Jiang Zimo! Dare you?!"

Qin Zheng and Zhu Hongcai also reacted at this time. They bravely stood up against Professor Jiang's attack, even if they knew they would lose the enemy.

With them, they will never allow anyone to hurt Yang Fan and four old professors.

"The mantis is the cart! Get away from me!"

With a roar and a light wave, Jiang Zimo photographed the two king level fighters in front of him.

His real goal is Yang Fan, Liu Silong, who has recovered to imperial strength.

We can't put it off any longer. If we put it off again, the four old guys will all recover to their peak. At that time, he will have to hold his hands and wait to die.

After thinking about it, Jiang Zimo finally stopped hiding. The Qi and blood of the Ninth level Emperor Wu and the Ninth level spirit emperor suddenly rose, and strongly attacked Yang Fan and Gu Zeyan.

Yang Fan was awe inspiring.

It's the emperor level strongman of double nine level. It's so exciting!

Who would have thought that the seriously wounded who just lay in bed and kept hemoptysis was not only pretending his injury, but also pretending his own cultivation.

The real combat power of the nine level emperor with double cultivation will never be inferior to that of a real peak Emperor Wu.

It's very deep!

Unfortunately, the opponent he is facing now is the half step emperor, and he is still four!

Yang Fan's mouth was hooked and his body flashed. The whole person's breath was shrouded in Jiang Zimo's palm wind and disappeared.

Since he had long discovered that the identity of Professor Jiang was abnormal, how could he be unprepared?

As early as he started to treat Feng Jingmin's injuries, he had quietly laid a simple dream reality sky level magic array around him.

Yang Fan, who stayed in the house, was just a fake body with more than 95% authenticity.

As for Yang Fan's real body, he used shadow invisibility to hide behind Gu Zeyan and Liu Silong and began to quietly treat them in advance.

Yang Fan knew from the beginning that only by curing the four ready-made half step emperors in advance can everyone's safety be guaranteed.

"Boy Jiang, I didn't expect you to hide very deep!"

When Jiang Zimo's figure attacked him, Liu Silong, who had been closing his eyes and recovering, suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light directly shot into Jiang Zimo's eyes, constantly impacting his sea space.

Brush!

Jiang Zimo's attack stopped suddenly, and the whole body and spirit fluctuated. They were all imprisoned on the spot by the powerful spiritual pressure passed from Liu Silong.

"How could this happen? Your cultivation has been completely restored?!"

Jiang Zimo was shocked and his eyes flashed a look of disbelief.

"It's impossible! I just sensed that you are only the strength of the second level emperor. How can you recover to the peak so soon?!"

Liu silongba smacked his mouth twice, raised his eyebrows and said, "just now I praised you for being smart. Why did you owe your IQ so soon?"

"Of course we were just doing the game routine. If you don't pretend to be weak, how can you lead you into the game and expose your real strength and identity?"

At this time, Gu Zeyan also stood up from the stool. Jiang Zimo was overwhelmed by the invincible momentum of the highest emperor level.

"When Yang Fan winked with me before, I didn't believe it. I didn't expect you to be a real stranger!"

"Say! What are your intentions to sneak into Beijing Wuda so deliberately?"

Jiang Zimo suddenly opened his eyes: "Gu Zeyan, even you have completely recovered?!"

The old man gently glanced at his two old friends and said in a low voice, "not only Lao Fu, Lao Zhao and Lao Hu have all recovered!"

"With us, you can't escape today. You'd better be honest and don't force us old guys to play barbaric with you."

At this time, Professor Zhao and Professor Hu also stood up at the same time, their breath floated slightly, and their white hair and dry skin peeled off and faded one after another.

The old trees sprouted new buds, and the skin on the face and body became tender, bright and shiny again. They were young, handsome and fussy.

"Unexpectedly, we old people have a day of rejuvenation. It's so cool!"

Hu Laoyi shook his third head and smiled.

Zhao Lao also raised his hand narcissistically and stroked his tender q-play little face.

"I have to thank Yang Fan. Unexpectedly, his treatment can not only restore our old wounds and old diseases, but also make up for all the vitality consumed in the early years!"

"It's a great tonic. My nose blood is coming out!"

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth hidden in the dark couldn't help pumping, as if he saw two old and immoral people and resumed the commotion of his youth. He was too coquettish.

Fortunately, he had foresight. Long before he healed them, he had filled the favor of the four old men with charm skills.

Otherwise, God knows what moths will come out of such a big gap.

Jiang Zimo's body was soft and his face was as gray as death.

In my heart, I kept whispering:

"No, how can this be possible? You are all half step kings. You can't get better so quickly even among our aliens after being hurt so badly!"

"How did Yang Fan do it? Can his therapy be so awesome?"

"In addition, I think I have no flaws. Even in front of the three imperial peaks of Gu Yang, Sima Xuefeng and Mei Cailan, no abnormality has been noticed."

"Yang Fan, he is just a small level 9 spiritual master. How on earth did he find my alien identity?"

"This is so fucking unscientific!"

Earlier, after Yang Fan saw through the strange identities of Mo Ming and other three people on the spot in Qingyuan mountain, he didn't think it was just an accident. It was just the carelessness of Mo Ming's three wastes.

However, just in case, he pretended to be injured and hid in Wanshou Pavilion, hoping to take the opportunity to test or catch and kill such a scourge as Yang Fan at one fell swoop.

It is very clear that if Yang Fan really has the ability to heal emperor level injuries, Wanshou Pavilion must be a place he can't avoid when he comes to Beijing Wuda.

Jiang Zimo is ready to catch Yang Fan and the waste elders in Wanshou Pavilion, completely eliminating these future troubles.

But he never thought of it. At the first sight of it, Yang Fan began to doubt its identity. He didn't want to come to its side to diagnose and treat it, forcing it to be exposed in advance.

Now, even the excellent nine level emperor has been planted in Yang Fan's hands. I'm afraid the safety of those people outside is hanging.

Now Jiang Zimo has determined with his own personal experience that Yang Fan must have mastered some means or talent that can accurately identify their alien identity.

This is definitely not good news for many alien insiders lurking in the Terran Federation.

Such a scourge must be killed as soon as possible at all costs in order to be at ease!

It's a pity.

It seems that there is no way to deliver this message now!