Chapter 590

Poof!

The broken arm of Dao Luocha turned into the sharpest weapon. Leng Hanfeng's knife was cracked by the broken arm!

Leng Hanfeng is stunned. Suddenly Dao Luocha appears in front of him and strangles his neck!

"You, too, deserve to threaten the king?"

"Do you really think I'm a clay kneader?"

Boom!

Leng Hanfeng was picked up by him and smashed on the ground. The ground collapsed. Almost at the same time, Shen Ruoxu's sword came!

"Let him go!" Shen Ruoxu's sword is terrifying. Dao Luocha has to dodge!

Leng Hanfeng coughed violently, with endless fear in his heart. Just now, he really felt that he was going to die. Wangjing, this is the power of Wangjing!

No, it can even be said that this has gradually exceeded the power of the imperial realm, which is the power of the imperial realm!

The king of Luocha, worthy of his reputation, is a radical among the three city masters of Buzhou city.

I'm afraid I don't dare to be so strong without two brushes?

"If you want to kill me, you should see if I will give you this chance!"

Suddenly, daoluocha's body began to become transparent, but what you can see is that his heart position is gradually becoming dark, and the dark heart is slowly colliding, as if the eggshell is about to break.

Seeing this, Shen Ruoxu's face changed. He turned back and said angrily, "everyone, run away!"

The tendons and veins in daoluocha's body can be seen. It seems that energy is converging towards the heart. Leng Hanfeng is no stranger to this. It's a means of self explosion by people in the spirit world. Its power is very terrible!

"Retreat!" He said, "you are reasonable. I've heard that tusk Chuge was not so easy to talk before. Whoever dares to touch him, no matter who it is, do it first."

"Maybe that's where I'm not as good as this kind of legend."

"I'll go and give a simple work report to xiwangcheng first. How to deal with it will be decided by xiwangcheng."

"Good."

Li Yefeng nodded and Su Dongqing went to make a phone call.

Li Yefeng looks at the operating room and feels extremely nervous. Li Houcheng can't live. His chest has been trampled. This old man is not a young man. No matter how bad the medical methods are, he can't come back to life.

Ye Xiaoxi's condition is hard for her to say. Whether she can save it depends on the miracle.

More than ten minutes later, Su Dongqing came back with a dignified look.

"What does xiwangcheng say?" Li Yefeng asked.

"Panlong makes the adult angry. He says that after he repels the other side, he will come to ask for an explanation. If xiawangcheng can't give a satisfactory answer, the other two Wangjing of xiwangcheng will go to xiawangcheng."

Li Yefeng was stunned and immediately fell silent.

Pan Long emissary

The head of the five envoys of the western regions knows that he is not an ordinary person, but few people know that he is a person who has been in the royal city for many years.

No wonder people know that there is a Pan Long envoy, but few people hear about his activities.

Little by little, finally, five or six hours later, the door of the operating room was pushed open.

"Mr. Li." The chief surgeon stepped forward, his face dignified, and then sighed bitterly: "I'm sorry, we tried our best."