Medical Martial God Chapter 575

His long, silver hair draped over his shoulders and his well-built body was wrapped in a silver windbreaker. His entire body was wrapped in a dark red invisible energy, emitting a terrifying power.

He stood at the peak of the mountain and gazed into the distance, giving off the feeling that he was a towering tower on the peak.

Heavy, wild, and full of calm.

Because his back was facing Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan was unable to see his face, and could only see his back.

Even so, the instant Ye Xuan saw this familiar figure, he instantly quieted down and couldn't help but tightly clench his fists as he tried his best to remain calm.

However, even though he was trying his best to maintain this calm, his body was still trembling due to his emotions being too great. His eyes also gradually became moist.

This was because this figure was already so familiar to him that he could not be any more familiar!

Even if Ye Xuan didn't see his face, he still knew who he was.

"You …"

Just as he was about to speak, the tall figure slowly turned around at this moment.

As he turned around, an exceptionally handsome face was pierced by an eye-catching knife scar. An unfamiliar yet familiar face appeared in Ye Xuan's line of sight.

He had long, flowing silver hair, and on his exceptionally handsome face there was a glaring knife scar. The knife scar extended from his left forehead all the way to his left eye, and just like a ferocious centipede crawling up his face, it forcefully split his handsome face in half, causing his handsome face to be filled with hostility.

He did not wear any clothes on his upper body. He only wore the custom-made silver trench coat over his body, revealing his robust muscles and body, as well as the densely packed wounds on his body, big and small.

Amongst these numerous wounds, there were two that were the most obvious.

These two wounds were forty centimeters long, and spread from his chest to his lower abdomen, forming an eye-catching "X". Combined with his robust body and the knife scar on his handsome face, his entire body was filled with an indescribable violence and wildness!

Judging from his appearance alone, his temper must have been extremely explosive!

This was definitely someone that no one dared to provoke.

It was hard to imagine how he had managed to survive after suffering so many wounds.

His name was Derek, and the people outside gave him a peerless title - Saint Devil!

Ye Xuan's body violently trembled as he looked at the scarred figure of the Saint Devil Di Luo Ke. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, allowing the tears in his eyes to flow uncontrollably.

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of willpower this man in front of him had used to carry wounds all over his body, and he was still as strong as a little giant that propped up the sky.

Ye Xuan looked at him.

Their gazes met, and no one tried to dodge or evade.

A feeling that they hadn't felt in a long time filled their hearts!

It wasn't clear if it was because their auras were too strong or because the climate change was too strong, but a strong wind suddenly blew from the top of the mountain, causing the trees and flowers to sway and the leaves to rustle.

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In the next moment, a dull explosion resounded.

The force beneath Ye Xuan and the Holy Demon Derek's feet exploded as they charged out at the same time.

The moment they rushed out, the two of them swung their fists at this moment and smashed towards each other without dodging.

"Bang …"

"Puchi …"

In the next moment, Ye Xuan's fist smashed onto the face of the Sage Devil Derek, whereas the Sage Devil Derek's fist smashed onto Ye Xuan's face.

Fresh blood gushed out from their mouths in an instant. The powerful force caused both parties to be blown away.

"Tap, tap, tap …"

Ye Xuan was forced back more than twenty meters before he was able to stabilize himself. However, the Saint Devil Derek only took five steps to stabilize himself.

Stabilizing his body and looking at Ye Xuan, who was sent flying twenty meters back by the shock, a faint smile appeared on the Saint Devil Derek's face. He slowly raised his palm and crooked his finger at Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan's expression turned cold. The fighting intent in his eyes surged as he stomped his legs. Violent energy exploded out from both of his legs. Carrying his wild strength, he charged at the Saint Devil Derek once again, smashing his fist towards him.

The Holy Demon Derek grinned, revealing two rows of pure-white teeth. He similarly smashed his fist towards Ye Xuan.

"Bam!"

"Bang, bang, bang …"

Muffled sounds of impact continuously rang out from the summit of the mountain.

No one dodged or spoke until one of them could no longer stand and fell to the ground.

Under the crazed and carefree exchange of blows, bright red blood continuously sprayed out from Ye Xuan and the Holy Demon Derek's mouths.

However, there wasn't a single trace of pain on their faces. There was only an unprecedented feeling of carefree joy.

Because it's a unique way for two men to feel sorry for each other every time they meet again.

Because all the emotions of the two men were contained in the fists they wielded.

"Lord Madman, the two of them are …"

Li Chunyang's expression couldn't help but change when he saw this scene. He wanted to rush over to help Ye Xuan, but was stopped by Mad Demon Lin Feng's hand, causing him to be puzzled and couldn't help but ask.

"Don't talk... Just stand by the side and quietly watch. "

Lin Feng did not explain, but smiled and said.

Although Li Chunyang didn't understand what was going on, he still listened to Crazy Devil Lin Feng's words and lightly nodded his head. He stood on the spot and silently watched Ye Xuan and the Saint Devil Derek fight.

It wasn't until after carefully observing Ye Xuan or the Sage Devil Derek that Li Chunyang discovered that neither of them were using the astral energy within their bodies. Instead, they were using their physical strength to fight each other.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

The muffled sound of the collision resounded unceasingly on the mountain peak.

"Plop!"

In the end, Ye Xuan couldn't hold on and was sent flying by the Sage Devil Derek's punch. His knees went weak and he heavily fell onto the ground. He panted heavily and was unable to get up.

"You lost!"

Looking at Ye Xuan, who was lying on the ground, unable to get back up, the Saint Devil Derek's face was filled with smiles as he calmly spoke.

This fellow had been fighting with Ye Xuan for so long, yet he didn't even take a deep breath. In fact, not even a drop of sweat flowed from his forehead. One could imagine just how strong this fellow's physical strength was.

"No …" Not counting this, I've been running all the way up from the foot of the mountain and my stamina has been depleted by more than half! "Huff, puff …"

Hearing the words of the Saint Devil Derek, Ye Xuan gasped for breath as he laid on the stone floor.

"Come on, at least you have a new body. Look at my body, it's covered with wounds. Right now, I'm an old, weak, and handicapped soldier …"

The Holy Demon Derek walked over to Ye Xuan's side and sat down. He took out two flasks of wine from the ring on his finger and handed one to Ye Xuan. He then proceeded to drink the remaining flagon.

Seeing the wounds on his body, Ye Xuan sat up and wrapped his arm around his shoulder. He laughed loudly and said, "Enough, you win this round!"

"Then remember to follow the old rules!"

After hearing Ye Xuan's words, the Saint Devil Derek turned his head and grinned.

"No problem!" "Come, drink up!"

Ye Xuan straightforwardly agreed, then held the wine jug in his hand and touched it with the jug of wine in the hands of the Holy Demon Derek.

Afterwards, the two of them drank their wine as they began to chat.

"I've heard most of your story from Feng and Ainphent. We knew you'd come back one day!"

The Demonic Saint Derek raised his head and gulped down a mouthful of wine, a look of reminiscence and complexity appearing on his face. He said in a low voice, "It's just that you've finally returned, but our home is gone. The Demonic God Palace is destroyed, and it no longer exists …"

"Back then, Ah Feng and I led our brothers to persist, but... In the end, he was still unable to defend it! I'm sorry, brother! "

At the end of his words, Saint Demon Derek's heart was filled with guilt and remorse.

"What nonsense are you saying? I should be the one apologizing. If I had been more careful and prepared, I wouldn't have ended up like this. It was my mistake that caused everyone to suffer! I have let everyone down! I have let everyone down! "

Ye Xuan extended his hand and heavily patted the Saint Devil Derek's shoulder. His face revealed a deep sense of guilt as he spoke in a low and apologetic voice.

As the leader of the Demonic Palace, he wasn't able to protect everyone.

"Alright, since we are brothers, stop blaming each other here!" Our home is gone. Just take it back and build it back! "

In the distance, when Mad Demon Lin Feng saw this scene, he could not help but smile helplessly. Bringing Li Junyang with him, he walked over to their side and patted their shoulders as he spoke with a smile.

"Young Master Xuan, you guys chat, I'll go get you some good wine."

Looking at Ye Xuan's familiar appearance with Mad Demon Lin Feng and Saint Devil Derek, Li Chunyang only felt that it was a little awkward and unnecessary to stand here. He immediately turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Pure Yang!"

Seeing this, Ye Xuan couldn't help but turn around and wave towards Li Chunyang. "Don't go, come over here!"

Li Chunyang lightly nodded his head before striding to Ye Xuan's side.

"Pure Yang, let me introduce you. This is our good brother, Derek!"

"Ah Di, this is our new brother, Li Chunyang!"

After that, Ye Xuan introduced the two to the Sage Devil Derek.

"Derek? Was he once one of the nine great Demon Kings of the Asura World, the Holy Demon Derek? "

Hearing Ye Xuan's introduction, Li Chunyang was suddenly stunned. He blankly looked at the Saint Devil Derek with a face filled with deep shock and astonishment.

He had heard countless rumors and stories about the Holy Demon Derek, but he had never thought that he would actually be able to see them with his own eyes.

Moreover, his heart was filled with doubt and shock over Ye Xuan's identity. He obviously didn't expect Ye Xuan to be able to be brothers with the Holy Demon Derek, who was once renowned throughout the world!

Then, what was his true identity?

"It's nothing more than a title. You're Xuan's brother, and are my, Derek's, brother. We have to take care of each other if anything happens to you in the future!"

Seeing Li Chunyang's stunned expression, Saint Demon Derek couldn't help but shake his head with a smile. He stretched out his hand and patted Li Chunyang's shoulder as he spoke with a smile.

"Then I'll have to trouble lord Saint Devil in the future …"

Li Chunyang also replied with a smile.

"Don't say anything about Lord Saint Devil, Lord Madman, just call us by our names from now on!"

Mad Demon Lin Feng also extended his hand and patted Li Chunyang's shoulder, and said straightforwardly.

"This …"

Li Chunyang stared blankly, somewhat flattered.

After all, his status and identity were far worse than the Mad Demon Lin Feng and the Saint Devil Derek.

"Enough, Pure Yang. I have never treated you as an outsider, but as a brother … In the future, just do as they say! "

Ye Xuan waved his hand to cut Li Chunyang off just as he was about to speak.

"Yes sir!"

Li Chunyang hesitated for a moment before lightly nodding.

Ye Xuan looked deeply at Li Chunyang for a moment, then said in a deep voice.

"Pure Yang, after hiding this from you for so long, I should let you know about my true identity and some things!"

"Young Master Xuan, your real identity?"

Li Chunyang was stunned after hearing Ye Xuan's words.

Ye Xuan lightly nodded his head and slowly said.

"Actually, I'm not Ye Xuan. I'm the Demon Lord!"

Chapter end

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