The special genius doctor of the beautiful president

It was clearly broad daylight, but Ning Ziyan and the others inexplicably felt a burst of coolness in the depths of the primordial forest where the sky was faintly shining.

This has nothing to do with the dark and humid local environment, but a sense of eerieness that seems to come from the depths of hell.

It's a kind of coolness that makes you feel creepy, and it makes people feel frightened.

"Look, that man's eyes!"

Suddenly hearing the exclamation of her own people, Ning Ziyan followed the words.

Into the eyes is a pair of glowing scarlet eyes.

Different from the banter they looked at each other before, there was still a human warmth in Cai Cai's eyes just now.

But now there is nothing left, as if it is as cold as sub-zero frost, with no warmth at all.

Infected by the soul and negative emotions in the ghost sword, Lu Sen felt as if everything in the world was out of his sight at this moment.

Everything is completely desolate, inaccessible, and even the sky is red.

He didn't stop the power of the ghost knife from entering his body.

But always maintain the last sliver of clarity, that is the last freedom of retraction.

But if he fights to the end for a while, he might not be able to maintain this clarity.

But now he has no time to take care of so much, his life is the most important thing.

"An Rou, wait for me!"

I couldn't help shouting An Rou's name in my heart.

Thinking back about the relationship between the two of them, those who were full of defense against that woman, and could not bear the tenderness and kindness from her, it was so nostalgic.

Such a lovely person, she must not be allowed to die in the world because of herself!
At the same time, the white tiger's long-stored attack, which was in a fit of anger, finally launched.

The energy wave condensed into a nearly solid body, just seeing it in the eyes, can't help but make people feel frightened.

But for the current Lu Sen, he only has the will to fight in his heart, and there is no sign of retreat.

"Sword and man unite!"

Although Lu Sen's knives have not reached such a level.

But now his body is full of power and ideas from the ghost knife itself.

Therefore, it has barely reached this realm that is difficult for ordinary people to touch.

This scene, in the eyes of Ning Ziyan and the others, as well as the belated Bai Zhetian and Li Zhenggang, looked like a huge blade made of black light.

Rushing towards the sphere formed by the monstrous energy, on the contrary, there is an inexplicable sense of preemptive strikes, and everyone's eyes are terrified.

Ning Ziyan clenched her hands tightly, as if she was worried about something, she didn't know if she was worried about Lu Sen's safety, or she was afraid that the current Lu Sen would really defeat the white tiger he had been cultivating.

Ning Ziyan herself was a little puzzled by this unfounded worry.

But she can really feel it, and she can't tell others how she feels at the moment.

He could only bite his red lips stubbornly, staring motionlessly at the center of the battlefield, looking forward to the end of this gladiatorial fight.

"This kid, has he grown to this point?"

Li Zhenggang, No. 1 in the way of swordsmanship, has naturally reached the point where he can unite the sword with the human.

It is precisely because I have experienced this that I know how difficult it is to do so.

Even as a genius, it took some energy and time to reach this state.

And how old is Lu Sen now?
At best, a young man in his twenties has actually reached a level that he had never reached at that age.

This kind of potential completely allowed him to see his former self.

Even, there is a faint feeling that blue is better than blue,
"Tsk tsk, Senior Li, it seems that this back wave does have a taste that surpasses the front wave."

Bai Zhetian's words that were completely watching the excitement were chilly, and Li Zhenggang didn't talk to him, obviously he didn't care either.

This is totally expected.

It is already very good for the two of them to get along without disturbing each other, and it would be foolish to expect them to get along in harmony.

However, both of them felt the same threat from Lu Sen's rapid growth.

After all, this is a man who doesn't take Zhong Nanshan and the holy priests seriously, and sooner or later he will become a disaster.

But for Bai Zhetian, as long as Li Zhenggang is alive, he will not let him kill Lu Sen easily.

What's more, apart from that agreement with Lu Sen, Li Zhenggang still cherishes his talents.

……

With such a large energy fluctuation and collision, Ni Duan could be vaguely seen in the high altitude of almost the entire primeval forest.

Many people began to gather here, wanting to see what happened, although they knew in their hearts that it must be related to Nuwa's descendants.

But even if it's not, so what, how can you miss such a lively event?
"God, under such an attack, can he still survive?"

Feeling the huge energy fluctuations coming from behind, Black Rose stopped.

Looking back, my eyes were filled with mist, and tears overflowed my eyes uncontrollably.

Let go of the hands that were originally around Jiang Jiajun's waist, covered her lips, and squatted on the ground, her whole body reflected her sadness and fragility at the moment.

"Brother Sen..."

Chen Hu's eyes also instantly turned red.

Knowing that Lu Sen wanted to find a chance for them, he deliberately left the white tiger to fight alone.

Otherwise, how could it end up like this?

Jiang Jiajun looked towards the sky behind him in disbelief, and the huge figure that was so familiar to her was gradually fragmented under the black blade.

Although, the huge black blade cannot continue to maintain its original shape.

But this result is already considered very good.

For many people, it is an unimaginable result.

"Lu Sen..."

The name of the man she couldn't tell whether she liked or hated whispered softly in her mouth.

Jiang Jiajun also had mixed feelings in her heart at the moment. She didn't know whether to be happy or worried about her people.

They were already on opposite sides. Now that Baihu was defeated, what would happen to Ning Ziyan and the others?
……

Ning Ziyan and others were as shocked as Jiang Jiajun.

They have also witnessed countless white tiger battles.

No matter how difficult the opponent is, almost as soon as the white tiger makes a move, it will be easily resolved.

But now, the one who was dealt with was actually the unwilling Baihu himself.

"Ah! Human! You wait for me! Sooner or later you will be swallowed alive by me!"

"Ahem, I'm still waiting for that day to come, but don't think that I will still be in the same state as I am now."

The white tiger is dead.

However, Lu Sen has learned that the white tiger can't speak naturally, and everything is controlled by the Nuwa people using ventriloquism.

This white tiger is just an ancient mythical beast cultivated by the Qimen Dunjia technique, not a real ancient mythical beast.

If there is such a thing, a few Lu Sens are not enough to die.

He casually wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling the heart-wrenching pain in his body, Lu Sen didn't show it on his face.

Because he felt the arrival of those two guys, as well as the group of Ning Ziyan and others who were also staring at him.