Two people, one sword and one sword, seem to be both defeats, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is Zefeng's fiasco.

The sword didn't hit the point, it was just a skin wound. This wound, for a pulse opening master like Xue Ying, is only a few days of cultivation. But Zefeng is different, half of his neck was cut off, and there is no chance of survival.

"Can you still stand up?" Yang Mo asked softly, sitting in place, still not standing up, and not stepping forward to help.

"Yang Mo, you're crazy, can he still stand up like this? What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and save people?" Liu Xiang roared and asked Yang Mo loudly.

Everyone else also thinks that Yang Mo is crazy, people are injured like this, they can't be saved, and they can still stand up?

"I'm okay. ”

Zefeng covered his wounds and struggled to get up.

It's okay for the crowd to hell with it.

"He only broke the major artery, and the other vital points were not broken. Now, there is no blood flowing out, indicating that his major arteries have healed. Oh my God, I saw a miracle, it was Xue Ying's defeat, as long as he could stand up. ”

A Xuanmen powerhouse exclaimed.

What? Not dead? Able to survive and achieve the final victory? The crowd boiled, which was beyond their knowledge of life.

"Impossible, even if the other organs are not injured and the bones are broken in half, they can still be supported, but if the major arteries are cut off, how can they still heal?" a student denied on the spot.

But the faces of several powerhouses with open pulses were not good-looking, and Tai Chizi's face was the most ugly, and he was thinking about whether to secretly kill Ze Feng, so that he would never be able to stand up.

But when he saw Yang Mo looking at him with a smile, he let go of this thought.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ze Feng struggled for half a minute and finally stood up. The wound was shocking, but the bleeding had stopped, and the broken bones had been returned to their original positions by himself, and there were signs of healing.

"Miracle, miracle!"

The crowd exclaimed again, curious more and more about what was going on.

Master Noai explained: "When the pulse is opened, the meridians will become a hundred times stronger, and the first vein of this person's awakening is the major artery, and the healing will be faster.

In addition, when the pulse is opened, the blood in the meridians in the body oscillates, and it is easier to recover than usual. At that moment, the pulse is opened, and it can naturally heal. ”

Only then did everyone suddenly realize. It is said that after the martial artist opens the pulse, there is a qualitative improvement, and it is true.

The students were even more shocked, and they were even more eager to become disciples of the Xuanmen. Although learning is a formation and not a martial art, it is all the same, and it is a set of paths to success.

"You, lost. ”

Ze Feng trampled Xue Ying under his feet.

"I haven't yet. What kind of strong man are you who make a breakthrough with the help of other people's strength? I succeeded in opening my pulse at the age of twenty-two, how can you be able to defeat your subordinates? Remove your dog's feet for me. Xue Ying gritted her teeth.

He entered the Xuanmen at the age of ten, emerged at the age of thirteen, stood out from his peers at the age of fifteen, and became a personal disciple of Taijizi, and successfully opened the pulse at the age of twenty-two, which is enough to compete with the ancestors of his ancestors.

Now, he is one of the three young masters in Yanzhou, how can he be trampled under the feet of a nobody?

If it was Yang Mo, he might be okay with it, but Yang Mo had a reputation. But being trampled under the feet of a Yang Mo's follower, what is that? How will he face Yang Mo in the future?

"Is these four words also what you can say? Is it a victory for you to defeat me who has not opened the pulse? What are you doing when you are twenty-two years old?

Genius, that's your low vision. I'm not yet twenty years old, what did I say? My brother didn't have a nineteenth birthday when he successfully opened the pulse, is he proud?" Ze Feng said lightly, but his words were enough to deafen the ears of everyone present.

Eighteen-year-old master of opening the pulse, what does that mean? Adulthood is powerful. Among the people present, no one could do it, right? Several elders of the Liu family even lowered their heads.

Before, they were still swearing that they could kill two followers at will, and they only needed to deal with Yang Mo and another pulse opening master beside him. Now, the reality tells them that this person who is ignored by them and wants to solve it casually is even stronger than them.

Zeyun smiled awkwardly, very proud. The genius of Tianmen is not something that anyone can do.

"Please also ask this little brother to be merciful. Seeing that Xue Ying was still not convinced, Elder Yehe stepped forward directly.

Hearing this, Zefeng let go of Xue Ying, and Elder Yehe lifted Xue Ying with one hand and ordered someone to take him down.

"Master Nohe, this brother of mine is injured, and I have to trouble you to find a room for him to rest. Yang Mo said.

"Mr. Yang, rest assured, your friend is my valued guest of Xuanmen, and he will ask the best doctor to help. Master Noai responded.

Zefeng didn't want to leave, he took a rest, and he could fight again. There was a hard battle today, how could he leave first? But seeing Yang Mo's confident appearance, he had to follow the people from Xuanmen to recuperate.

"Master Yehe, Xue Ying is my disciple, is it appropriate for you to take him away without asking my opinion?" Tai Chizi was very unhappy.

The people of Xuanmen are also not qualified to ignore themselves. Moreover, Xue Ying has not yet admitted defeat, and may be able to fight again.

"Mr. Taijizi, it's true that Xue Ying is a person from Xuanmen, but when you personally sent him to Xuanmen and asked the elders to teach the basic formation, you can be regarded as a disciple of my Xuanmen, so I am naturally qualified to call the shots.

Moreover, Xue Ying is a genius disciple, which is rare in a hundred years, but you don't cherish it so much. I took him away today because I didn't want to die with some people. ”

Master Noai paused and continued, "Since that's the point, I'll say a few more words. From today on, Xue Ying is a disciple of my Xuanmen, and is no longer a disciple of your Taiji Sect. ”

This voice was full of breath, and it could be heard throughout the manor.

"What happened, why did Xue Ying become a disciple of Xuanmen?"

"Xue Ying is a personal disciple of Master Taijizi, and he is also one of the three great talents of Yanjing, how can Taijizi give it up?"

"Could it be that Taijimen deliberately did this in order to curry favor with Xuanmen? But Taijimen is now in full swing, why do you want to do this?"

Many people in the distance did not know why, and there was a lot of discussion.

Even the disciples of the Xuanmen Sect couldn't figure out how such a change could suddenly occur.

Everyone present was even more silent, making eye contact with each other, but no one dared to speak. They all sensed the storm coming.

The façade of Xuanmen is really strong, no wonder Master Tianxuan has not been out for more than ten years, and no one dares to provoke him. Yang Mo admired this senior more and more.