Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 557 - 537: Yao Yuelong Appears!

"Ah--!"

The heart-wrenching screams shook the pitch-black primal forest, causing even the entire night sky to tremble.

Hundreds of meters away from Sun Zhe, Qing Kui, who was doing his utmost to stall the Fifth Elder, heard Sun Zhe’s screams and was momentarily filled with anxiety.

He wasn’t worried about Sun Zhe.

It’s just that if Sun Zhe dies, he will die too!

At the moment of his distraction, the Fifth Elder in front found the gap and struck, breaking his Shield Gang with a single palm.

"Bang!"

The brute force from the palm blast shook all eight directions, and the large, thick trees burst and shattered like foam.

Pushed by the tremendous force, Qing Kui’s robust three-meter-tall body flew backward like a launched arrow, breaking trees along the way, flying over a hundred meters before crashing to the ground.

On the other side.

Sun Zhe sat weakly on the ground, slowly shifting his body backward.

Even though his right hand was severed from the wrist, and his right eye was pierced and exploded, the instinct to survive still compelled him to move.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Fang Feijing dashed forward and stomped on his chest, pinning him firmly to the ground.

The delicate crystal high heels were slightly transparent, revealing the jade-like foot wrapped tightly in thin white silk, alluringly sexy, yet at this moment, they resembled the sharpest weapon, directly crushing Sun Zhe’s ribs!

"You brat, do you have any last words?"

Fang Feijing’s eyes were filled with murderous intent, cold and cruel, looking down at Sun Zhe from above.

In her eyes, Sun Zhe was already a dead man.

She had long vowed to tear to shreds those who hurt Fang Xing, leaving them seeking life in vain, and seeking death in vain.

Now, her great hatred was only half a step away from being avenged.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to swing her sword to sever Sun Zhe’s arm, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst from Sun Zhe’s left hand, releasing a potent force that instantly repelled her a few steps.

In the next moment, a dragon claw covered in silver scales emerged from the golden light, aggressively sweeping towards her, causing the void to resonate with hidden dragon roars that startled the soul!

"What?!"

Fang Feijing’s beautiful eyes trembled violently, the intense sense of danger made her dare not hesitate, immediately raising her sword to block.

"Bang!"

The sharp dragon claw seemed capable of tearing through space itself, the famed sword in Fang Feijing’s hand was smashed to pieces in an instant like paper.

And even after shattering her sword, the dragon claw’s speed did not diminish at all, still carrying an unstoppable momentum, striking her abdomen firmly.

"Bang!"

Another loud boom.

Her protective True Qi exploded scattered, her delicate body flew backward like a stringless kite, crashing into trees and flying dozens of meters before landing heavily.

Original spot.

Sun Zhe let out a long sigh and laboriously stood up from the ground.

"Sister Long, thanks."

The golden light suddenly burst apart, dissolving into countless fragments of spiritual light, vanishing into the void.

Along with the dissipation, the invincible dragon claw also vanished.

Then, Little Dragon Girl’s voice echoed in Sun Zhe’s mind: "I just used a lot of Divine Sense, can only intervene this once. Though this woman took a direct hit from me, even if she doesn’t die she’ll be skinned, she poses no threat to you."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe thanked her again, then mobilized Pure Yang True Qi to stop the bleeding at the severed wrist of his right hand and his right eye.

Although the bleeding quickly stopped and the wounds began to heal, the lost hand and eye could not regenerate.

Looking at the blood-soaked hand on the ground not far away, a trace of sadness surged in Sun Zhe’s heart.

Little Dragon Girl mocked: "Really useless, being injured like this by a woman, simply too weak. Looks like you’ll also have to become a dragon in the future."

Sun Zhe frowned, "What do you mean? Sister Long, are you saying... I’ll turn into a dragon with a missing body part?"

Little Dragon Girl seriously replied: "Yes, turn into a one-eyed dragon."

"Dammit..."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe nearly choked, almost couldn’t hold back the urge to swear.

His heart was extremely bitter, he said: "I haven’t even started Gathering Spirit yet, how can I possibly fight these monsters who’ve cultivated for hundreds of years? It’s not that I’m too weak, it’s that these old monsters are too strong, alright?"

"Watch out!"

As he was defending himself, Little Dragon Girl suddenly shouted.

Sun Zhe’s spirit perked up immediately, dodging to the side just in time to avoid the Daoist Skill light seal that flew towards him, then he lifted his gaze to look at the Fifth Elder standing on the tree not far away, his expression full of seriousness.

This old lady’s appearance here indicates that Qing Kui is most likely already...

"You brat, what did you do to Sect Master Fang just now?"

The Fifth Elder’s expression was grim, yet she dared not act rashly, fearing she might suffer the same loss as Fang Feijing just did.

Sun Zhe stared back at her, maintaining silence, feeling deeply powerless, he asked in his heart: "Sister Long, can you strike again?"

Little Dragon Girl remained silent for a while, then said: "I shouldn’t have to intervene."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe was slightly stunned, not understanding what Little Dragon Girl meant.

Little Dragon Girl said: "I sensed her aura approaching."

"Her?" Sun Zhe was full of doubts, "Who do you mean?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words fell, he saw a vague white silhouette emerging from the night, like a ghost, easily executing a palm strike to push away the Fifth Elder on the tree.

Under the forceful push, the Fifth Elder tumbled through the air several times before staggering to the ground, temporarily only feeling chest tightness and breathlessness, looking quite pathetic.

Amidst the scattered wood.

The Fifth Elder straightened her aged body, raising her eyes to look at the long-haired, white-skirted figure standing atop the broken tree, her old eyes hidden among the wrinkles slightly squinting, looking very serious.

"It’s you?"

The white-skirted figure was expressionless, calmly saying: "Considering the difficulty of your cultivation, if you leave now, you can avoid this calamity of fate."

Upon hearing this, the Fifth Elder looked deeply at the other person, slowly retreating, then suddenly flickered and vanished into the night, indeed seeming utterly decisive.

Because she knew, with this woman here, staying any longer would mean certain death!

On the other side.

Sun Zhe gazed blankly at the tall back, his eyes gradually becoming complex.

From the voice, he immediately recognized who the other person was.

"Long’Er, long time no see."

After a brief silence, Sun Zhe took the lead to break the quietude.

Upon hearing the name "Long’Er," Yao Yuelong’s delicate body quivered slightly, and her long-frozen heart began to warm slightly.

She slowly turned around, just about to speak, but suddenly paused, seeing Sun Zhe’s face covered in blood, his body incomplete, her heart momentarily felt as though cut by a knife.

"Sorry... I’m late."

Sun Zhe shook his head, letting out a deep breath, smiling: "It’s good you came. This time, I’m grateful to you."

"Pfft!"

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, Yao Yuelong suddenly spat out a mouthful of clotted blood, her delicate body swaying and tumbling from the broken tree.

"Long’Er!"

Sun Zhe’s eyes widened, disregarding his injuries, hurriedly rushing over to check on her.

"Long’Er, what happened to you?!"

Yao Yuelong shook her head, her tone painful: "I’ve been poisoned... hurry and leave, they’re about to chase us, or we’ll all die!"

Though unsure what Yao Yuelong meant by "they," Sun Zhe dared not linger, nor did he ask, directly sending Yao Yuelong into the White Jade Ring, loudly calling out: "Qing Kui senior, hurry over!"

On the other side, Qing Kui stumbled forward.

Without a word, Sun Zhe directly sent him into the White Jade Ring.

But just as he was about to take off, a piece of Broken Sword suddenly flew over, pinning firmly into the nearby stump.

"Thief, stop... bring your life!"

Sun Zhe turned around, looking at the blood-soaked Fang Feijing, and his remaining left eye showed extreme hatred.

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