Dong Wenfeng only felt a cold air hit his chest, and he quickly realized that the skill of this Hundred Disabled Dao was still above him.

Even though he was captured by the Hundred Remnant Dao people at the moment, because he had the protection of the Nine Divine Body Protection Divine Skills, he had no worries about his life.

"Stinky boy, I've already advised you, why are you obsessed?"

"I have a stinky problem, and I treat everything I say to irrelevant people as this fart. Dong Wenfeng waved his hand and pushed, gathering all the energy in his body in these two fists, and the hundred remnants of the Taoist naturally reacted quickly, and immediately went out to resist, only to see the four palms striking each other and the two of them took a big step back, Dong Wenfeng was even more uncomfortable, and spit out a pool of black blood.

"Brother Wenfeng, you bleed..."Song Xiaoyun, who was watching the battle from afar, saw Dong Wenfeng vomiting blood, and was very anxious, so she immediately ran over, looking at the dense beads of sweat on Dong Wenfeng's forehead, and her tears didn't know how to fall. After that, Lao Song also rushed over, but he didn't expect these people to be so despicable, one after another to deal with Young Master Dong alone, how could he bear it.

"Sister Yun'er, don't worry, this little injury won't get in the way. Dong Wenfeng reluctantly said this, and couldn't help coughing.

In fact, Dong Wenfeng's real palm power of a hundred remnants of the Dao has already surpassed himself, plus he just came out of retreat a few days ago, and this martial art has already far surpassed the advance. Although Dong Wenfeng said that it was no big deal, he didn't want Song Xiaoyun to worry about him.

And if you want to recover, you must immediately sit down and breathe, plus the assistance of the Nine Divine Body Protection Divine Skills, before you can restore the past, if not, I am afraid that these cultivation will be reduced by at least half.

It's just that at this moment, the state is critical, and it is obviously impractical to carefully regulate the body by yourself, and these people who are eyeing it will definitely not agree.

"Who are these people, why do they have to kill you?" Song Xiaoyun still couldn't help asking, she took out a white handkerchief and gently wiped it at the corner of Dong Wenfeng's mouth, and the snow-white handkerchief was instantly dyed red.

"The rights and wrongs in this world may not be clear, there are some people who have no grudges with you, but they hate you to the core. I don't have a deep grudge against these people, and the reason why they want to kill me is, in the final analysis, because I touched the interests of these people. Dong Wenfeng's words were loud, as if the purpose of these people was clearly revealed.

And Su Zhenyi, who was in the back, saw that Dong Wenfeng was beaten out of black blood by his master, and he was very happy. Hearing Dong Wenfeng say these words again, he couldn't help but want to laugh, but he didn't expect that death was coming, and he chatted with his sister-in-law. I don't know how much time you have left to talk, but to be honest, this stinky boy's opposite sex is really good. Any woman with excellent looks will know this stinky boy, Tong Wan'er, a cheap woman, was originally a woman I had been thinking about for a long time, but I am afraid that she has become this bastard woman at this time. As soon as I thought of this, I couldn't help but get angry, and besides, the woman in front of me was also good, looking at the innocent dress, I was afraid that she was still a young college student. As soon as Dong Wenfeng is resolved, when he divides the territory with Zhang Wenhua, I must include this woman in the account.

Su Zhen's obscene expression was not at all like the appearance of the three princes of Hechuan, and he didn't know that he was too overly thoughtful, so he couldn't help but cause a reaction in his heart.

A gust of wind struck, and the scent of the women's army next door reached Su Zhen's nose, Su Zhen's lust/demon actually closed his eyes and tasted it with an appreciative artistic conception, and his face also laughed inexplicably from time to time, Yun Yijun, who was standing beside him, looked at Su Zhen in surprise, this stinky boy shouldn't have fallen into the magic barrier, right?

After a while, everyone's eyes were all focused on Su Zhen's body, at this moment, Su Zhen was really embarrassed, and he didn't realize it yet, the look of appreciation plus the beating eyebrows, and the pouting mouth, this face was simply a cartoon of all kinds. These people couldn't help laughing, especially the women's army on their arms, Su Zhen opened his eyes when he heard the laughter, what the hell are they laughing at, he touched his lips and found a puddle of ha, he was embarrassed to lower his head to deal with it, but he didn't expect that there was a bigger laugh behind him.

Su Zhen's face was so embarrassed, and the Hundred Remnants Daoist was not having a good time, after just touching Dong Wenfeng, there was no adverse reaction at first, but after a few minutes, he only felt a storm in his abdomen, and there seemed to be a blocked air mass in his chest.

An Haobo was the weakest injured, and he was by the side of the Hundred Disabled Daoists, and as soon as he noticed the discomfort of the Hundred Disabled Daoists, he walked up to support him and asked gently, "Master, are you okay?"

"It's not too much of a problem, it's just that I can't imagine that this stinky boy's internal strength has actually reached the point of competing with me, it seems that it is not unreasonable for the four of you to be his opponents. The Hundred Remnants said slowly, his lips were white at this time, and his words were also light and heavy.

"Master is telling the truth, this stinky boy can still compete with Master?" An Haobo obviously didn't believe it, you must know that their master was already a very famous martial arts master decades ago. And the stinky boy in front of him is only in his twenties, and the master is already more than twice as old as him in terms of age, so his martial arts cultivation must naturally be several times higher than this stinky boy, how is it possible

Between Master's kung fu and his equal?

"Haobo, at this moment, only you and Lao Wu are the only ones who are not injured, and the three of us will definitely be able to get rid of this stinky boy by joining forces. He was hit by my Phantom Yin Palm, you only need to hit him Guan Yuan Acupoint and Yongquan Acupoint, and the footwork is the Four Elephant Cycle Steps, can you remember clearly?"

"Yes, Master!"

The Hundred Disabled Daoists came to Gu Jianbai and Gao Wenguang's side, looking at Gu Jianbai's dark face, his face was white and fat, because of poisoning, so his face was the first to react, and the Hundred Disabled Daoists asked: "Old Five, you are simply too careless, hurting your fellow disciples, if it weren't for the reason for today's incident, I would definitely not be able to spare you." ”

"Master, I really didn't have a heart, so I blamed that stinky boy for being too cunning, so I fell for him. Gao Wenguang knelt down, he had been worried since he saw Gu Jianbai injured.

"I have my own measure in this matter, what happened to Jianbai?"

"I took my secret antidote just now, and I'm afraid that it will take ten days and half a month to breathe. Gao Wenguang said tremblingly, after all, his senior brother's injuries were caused by himself, and even if he postponed it in every way, he still couldn't get rid of it.