Lan Zhiwei fought with Ling Huxin, and was injured several times by the other party with her true qi, all relying on her own true qi to support her.

And the feeling of being betrayed and losing her brother made the woman's internal injuries invisibly aggravated.

Ling Huxin's palm just now really made the woman desperate, thinking that she was going to die here.

Fortunately, Long Yang finally arrived and rescued her.

And the man's words were like a reassuring pill, and Lan Zhiwei's fluctuating mood gradually calmed down.

"Long Yang, you go quickly, you are not that person's opponent." She said with half-open watery eyes.

Long Yang still had a gentle smile on his face, but there was only distress in the smile.

This was the first time he had seen Lan Zhiwei so haggard and weak, the original charm had turned into a weak willow at the moment, how could he not teach people to feel distressed.

His hand reached for the woman's pulse, and his face became gloomy for a moment.

At this moment, the true qi in the woman's body was in a state of disorder, and several meridians had been seriously damaged, and the injuries were not light.

Long Yang didn't speak, his fingers counted continuously on Lan Zhiwei's Qi Sea, Shenque, Water and other acupoints.

At the same time, the hand that holds the woman's pulse slowly transmits true qi to the woman's body through the palm of the hand.

Streams of pure and masculine true qi, under Long Yang's precise control, swam in Lan Zhiwei's body.

is like the vast river and sea, but it is not reckless at all, and strongly guides the true qi of the woman herself.

In a moment, Lan Zhiwei's disordered true qi was much more stable, and the damaged meridians were gradually repaired under the wrapping of Long Yang's true qi.

Although the internal injuries have not completely healed, the qi and blood have been smoothed a lot, and Lan Zhiwei's face has also regained a trace of ruddyness.

Such a powerful and warm true qi completely surprised the woman.

Although he knew that this guy was skilled, it was the first time that he really came into contact with the strength and weakness of his internal cultivation.

Could it be that this guy has always been a martial artist in that realm......?!

Lan Zhiwei was surprised and delighted, looking at Long Yang's gaze with a little disgust, blaming this guy for not telling herself earlier.

Linghu Xin, who was not far away, looked at Long Yang with some surprise in his eyes.

Being able to rescue Lan Zhiwei at such a close distance, this guy's figure is not bad.

If it is a martial artist who refines the body cultivation method, it should be to this extent.

But a martial artist with strong skills often has not very good combat power, and he is just a kid in his twenties, how strong can he be.

Thinking like this, Ling Hu Xin's slightly frowning brows also relaxed, and he looked at Long Yang with some jokes.

"Long Yang? Hmph, it turns out that you are the bodyguard of Tianlan Group, and you do have some skills. Ling Hu Xin sneered.

Long Yang didn't pay attention to him, but just said to Lan Zhiwei: "Did this guy hurt you?" ”

Lan Zhiwei nodded, "He is a disciple of the Wudang Sect, but he cultivates evil skills, and wants to catch me as a furnace for Yin and Yang dual cultivation, and Xiaolin and they were also killed by him." ”

"Furnace?" When Long Yang heard this, there were cold stars flashing in his eyes, it seemed that this person had to die.

He took off his shirt and was red. Go topless and spread your clothes flat on the floor.

Then let Lan Zhiwei lie flat on her clothes, and said softly: "You take a rest first, I will solve him immediately, and then take you away." ”

The man's figure was a little thin, but at this moment, in Lan Zhiwei's eyes, it was as majestic as a towering mountain.

She nodded, and only said, "Be careful." ”

Long Yang got up and walked towards Linghu Xin, very quiet, his face was very calm, and there was no sound of footsteps when he walked.

It was as if the whole person was plunged into darkness, only those deep eyes, as translucent as the stars.

Ling Hu Xin stared at Long Yang closely, and suddenly, he felt a tremor in his soul, which made him feel a chill.

But he couldn't detect the slightest flow of true qi from Long Yang's body, and couldn't help but say: "So make a mistake, I'll kill you first, and then catch that woman to be the furnace of my double cultivation." ”

Long Yang smiled, "If you want to kill me, you have to tell me your origin first." ”

"I'm not afraid to tell you that I am Ling Huxin, an inner disciple of the Wudang Sect."

Ling Hu Xin sneered, "It's your honor to die at my hands." ”

Long Yang nodded, "Well, the inner disciple of Wudang, how can you have the strength of the acquired consummation."

I also have some relationship with Wudang, for the sake of Qingwei Zhenren's face, I will leave you with a whole corpse. ”

Ling Hu Xin listened to Long Yang's words, as if it was a fantasy, and an exaggerated sneer appeared on his face.

"Boy, there must be a limit to bragging, how can an ant like you be involved in Wudang......"

Linghu Xin's sarcastic voice did not fall, but his pupils shrank suddenly.

Because in front of his eyes, Long Yang's figure had disappeared, as if he had truly blended into the darkness.

And in the blink of an eye, Long Yang appeared under his nose, so close that Hu Xin didn't see how Long Yang moved.

The fist was raised, and the surrounding air seemed to be violently compressed into Long Yang's body and fists.

At this moment, Long Yang's muscles swelled all over his body, like a dragon entrenched, full of explosive impact.

A punch was smashed, without a trace of true qi attached, a very ordinary punch in Ling Huxin's eyes.

However, due to Long Yang's speed being too fast, Ling Hu Xin still subconsciously raised his arm to block.

There was a muffled bang, and Hu Xin's arms seemed to be hit by a giant beast, and bursts of numbness came, and the whole person retreated dozens of steps before he could stop.

And with every step back, there are footprints in a deep pit under my feet.

Ling Hu Xin stared at Long Yang with wide eyes, his eyes full of incredulity.

This kind of speed and power is indeed a bit terrifying.

But the strange thing is that Ling Hu Xin still didn't feel the flow of true qi from Long Yang, and he couldn't see through Long Yang's realm.

Is there really such a perverted physical quality in this world?

Ling Hu Xin's eyes suddenly appeared a trace of heat, if this kid can be made into a furnace, it should be good, at least this kid's physical fitness is a huge wealth.

But in fact, Ling Huxin's idea is really a bit ridiculous.

He couldn't see through Long Yang's realm, purely because Long Yang's realm was higher than him.

And although Long Yang didn't use his true qi when he punched, there was no true qi flowing in his body, but it was just an illusion.

The "Returning to the Heart" taught to Long Yang by the old man can not only help him cultivate his self-cultivation, but also have a role.

That is to be able to conceal the nature and flow of true qi in his body.

Unless Long Yang took the initiative to show it, even if it was a martial artist who was one or two realms higher than him, it would be difficult to tell the difference.

The reason for this is that the exercises that Long Yang cultivated are too rare and powerful, and the old man is worried that easy exposure will attract the evil demons to covet them, thus causing unwarranted disasters.

And Long Yang can have such a strong physical body, and it is all due to the cultivation of this set of exercises.

"It seems that I underestimate you a little, your strength is enough to make me use some true qi at the peak realm of the day after tomorrow." Linghu Xin said.

At this moment, he was still extremely arrogant, he didn't believe that Long Yang's physical body could compete with his half-step innate true qi.

"Well, at the peak realm of the day after tomorrow, half of his feet have stepped into the congenital, and he is indeed not weak."

Long Yang said lightly, "But ......"

Before the words fell, Long Yang once again burst out of his hand.

However, this time, Ling Hu Xin had already taken precautions, and the true qi in his body was mobilized, and he condensed it in his palm.

The feet are steady, the body is like a rock, and the hands are like a snake, both rigid and soft.

A shocking iron palm was slapped suddenly, and the palm was like a tiger descending from a mountain, extremely fierce, as if it had the ability to destroy rocks and split mountains.

And the true qi condensed into a vajra palm print, straight in the horizontal, straight and straightforward, making it impossible for people to dodge at all.

Of course, Long Yang didn't think about dodging either.

It's still a punch, still doesn't use the slightest bit of true qi, there is no fancy action, but it has an irresistible momentum.

Because at this moment, Long Yang is a fierce beast, and every punch and palm at will is the power of a fierce beast.

Boom.

The True Qi palm print that Ling Hu Xin blasted out instantly collapsed and shattered, and it was not vulnerable at all.

But Long Yang's fist is indomitable and invincible.

Ling Hu Xin's face suddenly became a little ugly, he wanted to hide, but found that he couldn't.

The punch was solid again, and it was on him in the face.

Bang.

Ling Hu Xin's entire face was almost squeezed and folded together, and the terrifying force was still spinning on his face, and immediately, his whole person was blown out.

Accompanying his body flying backwards was Long Yang's understated voice, "Half a step innate, is it very **?" ”