The next day, the sun just showed a smile, and the "Xianhong Medical Center" in the early morning had already had many visitors, which was much better than the business of other medical centers in Kyoto.

This situation also means a steady stream of spirit stones. Logically speaking, Yang Fan should be happy and even secretly happy. However, he did not feel like this at this moment.

Whether it is the battle with Wushuang two months later, the meeting with Yun Yuxi, or the subsequent "Nine Nether Secret Realm", these things are all things he needs to plan and prepare.

On the other hand, the clinic is booming, and most of the matters are operated by their subordinates, so he hardly needs to spend much effort.

At this moment, the reputation and authority of Xianhong Medical Center in Kyoto are above the three major clinics of Lan Yue, Renhe and Tianyun, catching up with the most mysterious "Tianyin Medicine Pavilion".

If it weren't for these imminent things, Yang Fan might have taken the time to go to the "Tianyin Medicine Pavilion" to see the most mysterious and strongest medical clinic in the Kyoto Immortal Cultivation World.

Yang Fan and Hu Fei waited on the fourth floor of the clinic for a while, and King Yan Yuwen Lie wearing a casual robe walked in.

"Let you wait for a long time." Yuwen Lie smiled at the two of them, and there was no aura of the superior in his words, so he was very polite.

Among people at their level, secular power and money are like dirt.

At the same time, Yu Wen Lie is not an ordinary warrior. Like Wushuang, he should be considered the "martial arts cultivator" recorded in ancient books.

"The time is almost over." Yang Fan nodded slightly, "Hu Fei, you will feel at ease to fight Wushuang today. King Yan and I will watch the battle for you."

Hu Fei had already received Yang Fan's notification, and at this moment he looked solemn and said seriously: "You...you can watch the battle...yes, don't...interfere in our battle...fight."

When Yang Fan heard this, he felt a little strange in his heart. This may be the dignity of the strong.

Whether it is Hu Fei or Wushuang, they all have the heart of a strong man who is unyielding. Even if they know that they have no chance of winning, they will not let others interfere.

Some people may say they are stupid, but without such a mentality and will, they will find it difficult to achieve what they are today, breaking through or even surpassing enemies who are stronger than themselves.

"Okay, I promise you..." Yang Fan looked at him deeply. Whether it was Hu Fei or Wushuang, they were all admirable opponents.

When Yang Fan was respected as the first genius in his southern neighbor Yang family, he also had a similar mentality, but it was not as obvious as theirs.

"When will I be back to myself..."

Yang Fan murmured in his heart, only when he transformed into "Shi Qianhan" would he show his unconcealed self.

Under a hypocritical face, he has a heart that is more inclined toward demons...

"Hahaha, I understand your mood," King Yan looked at Hu Fei in admiration, showing a hint of remembrance on his face: "This is also like me when I was young. At that time, I was a thousand miles a day in martial arts, and my progress was extremely fast. Unfortunately, when I had children and family business, I lost that mentality."

When Yang Fan heard this, a trace of enlightenment flashed in his eyes and looked at King Yan thoughtfully.

When he was young, the King of Yan also had the unyielding nature and dignity of unyielding. He was brave enough to go forward, fearless and fearless, and dared to challenge opponents who were stronger than him, so his cultivation level was a thousand miles a day.

However, when he had family business and children, he had worries in his heart, lost his previous "faith", and thus lost his cultivation progress when he was young.

With a complex and indescribable feeling, Yang Fan and Yuwen Lie followed Hu Fei, left Xianhong Medical Center and walked to a place outside the outskirts of Kyoto.

The three of them walked quickly and steadily without hiring a carriage. They left Kyoto Castle at the moment of half an incense stick.

During this period, Yang Fan felt the fighting spirit and will slowly condensed on Hu Fei.

After leaving Kyoto City, the aura and fighting spirit on his body reached an incredible level.

With every step, his belief will increase by one point. During this period, his energy and spirit vaguely surpassed the usual shackles, and even the speed of the mana power in his body has exceeded his daily limit.

Breakthrough, he is breaking through!

In the face of irresistible pressure, his energy and fighting will squeeze out the potential in his body little by little.

Yang Fan's heart was shocked, and a stream of blood surged in his heart. King Yan also had the same feelings. At this moment, the heart in his body seemed to have regained the madness he was when he was young.

Afar, nearby creatures can feel a nearly suppressed and crazy fighting spirit.

"That person is so terrible!"

The mortals nearby just touched Hu Fei's eyes and their minds trembled. Some of them were so scared that they were so scared that they fell softly to the ground.

What a powerful fighting spirit. With the momentum of the body, it can scare people to death. When ordinary monks see it, they may not even have the courage to deal with them.

Yang Fan and King Yan stood behind Hu Fei, watching his rising fighting spirit step by step, silent, and even some expectations and excitement appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, Hu Fei had reached the most powerful moment in his history. With such fighting spirit and his extraordinary magical powers, even compared with the foundation-building cultivator, he still had the power to fight.

After the three left Kyoto City, people from all sides had spyed.

"King of Yan, Doctor Yang, Hu Fei, mysteriously left Kyoto..."

Information was transmitted to the senior management of Kyoto's large and small forces.

Neither the King of Yan nor Yang Fan at this moment were ordinary people in Kyoto. The former was one of the spokespersons of the Yuwen family in the secular world and had a great influence in the secular world; the latter was the first miracle doctor who was faintly above the three major miracle doctors in Kyoto, and mastered the ability to revive the dead.

The unusual movements of these two big men have attracted the attention of all forces.

"It seems like I'm going to fight..." the person who was observing secretly guessed.

Yang Fan and Yu Wen Lie are not ordinary people. They also sensed the existence of these spies, but they let it go.

After walking for a while, Yang Fan exclaimed: "Isn't Hanyuan Mountain there?"

Hanyuan Mountain is a famous scenic spot in Kyoto, and there are also thousands of years of ancient temples and Qingyuan Temple on it.

At the same time, this is also the place where Yang Fan and Yun Yuxi date.

"The last time I fought...is here!" Hu Fei said: "He...he said this...is quiet here."

Yang Fan and the King of Yan looked at each other and both looked strange.

This is the Pure Land of Buddhism, fighting nearby? Then Wushuang can really choose a place!

When he arrived at this sparsely populated land, Hu Fei's pace suddenly rose, and his body occasionally flew, bounced, and walked among the mountains and fields.

Yang Fan and Yu Wen Lie are not ordinary people, so they can keep up.

After a while, the three of them arrived at a remote and uninhabited place in Hanyuan Mountain.

"Here...here!" Hu Fei suddenly stopped his body.

Yang Fan's eyes swept around and found that this place was on the edge of Hanyuan Mountain and was a long distance from "Qingyuan Temple". Unless it was a battle between high-level monks, it was unlikely that the Buddhist practitioners would be attracted to the attention of those Buddhist practitioners.

"Wushuang didn't come?" King Yan inspected all directions.

Yang Fan expanded his spiritual sense and scanned the area within two miles, but found no figure.

Isn’t this Wushuang a bit arrogant?

However, Hu Fei's fighting spirit suddenly rose at this moment, surging like a storm, rushing straight into the sky.

The fighting spirit actually rushed into the clouds in the sky.

Suddenly, Hu Fei's breath that flowed through his body suddenly changed, and he felt a little stronger than before.

This guy actually broke through!

At this moment, he climbed directly from the late stage of concentration to the Great Perfection, and even suppressed Yang Fan halfway. Yang Fan showed a look of shock. The greater the pressure he faced, the greater the potential for Hu Fei to squeeze out.

Could it be...

Yang Fan raised his head and looked up at the sky.

Between the clouds, you can see a vague figure, dressed in white, carrying a sword, and being arrogant.

The man actually floated out of thin air among the clouds, as if he had no weight. The strong wind in the sky only gently brushed his clothes.

It turned out that he was actually in the sky. No wonder Hu Fei's fighting spirit soared into the sky.

"This is a battle between me and him, why are there outsiders?"

Wushuang looked at Yang Fan and Yu Wen Lie and said lightly, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations in his tone.

"Of course I want to understand the opponent's strength in advance and promote my own cultivation and diligence. Are you afraid of Wushuang?" Yang Fan said in an aggressive tone.

"You retreat a mile away." Wushuang said calmly without saying much. He seemed to have been hit by Yang Fan's aggressive method, but in fact he didn't take this seriously at all.

When Yang Fan and the King of Yan heard this, they retreated for a mile.

Their purpose is very simple, just watch the battle and witness this extraordinary battle.

In fact, besides these two people, there are other peepers in the distance.

Huh ~

Wushuang, dressed in white, fell lightly from the clouds, like a feather, not much weight.

After a few breaths, he stepped on the ground with his feet, about a meter away from Hu Fei.

"You didn't disappoint me..." Wushuang said with admiration: "I hope this is not the last battle with you. I will not show mercy if I take out all your strength."

"Okay." Hu Fei only said one word, and the momentum on his body suddenly condensed. In the area in front of him, the air seemed to have stagnated, suppressing it.

Crackling!

A purple arc accompanied by a sudden wave of his hands, a few rainbow lights passed, and in the blink of an eye, hit Wushuang's body.

The speed was extremely terrifying. It hit Wushuang in one go, with almost no resistance.

This is the simple power of lightning, winning with speed.

Yang Fan and King Yan were watching the battle from afar both applauded.

puff!

Wushuang's body was hit and then disappeared out of thin air.
To be continued...