A powerful fist struck at him, and the whistling fist wind revealed a strong aura of death.

Xiao Jiange's eyes gradually calmed down, seven cloud qi flying swords intertwined in front of him, the green true qi around his body rose, the ground-level martial arts Northern Pluto Divine Palm was unleashed, the vertical light at the center of the eyebrows was displayed, and the heart sword came out, and in an instant, Xiao Jiange used all the moves that he could use, the reason why he chose the Northern Pluto Divine Palm was the only low-level martial art that he used the fastest, and he was afraid that he would be blown into pulp by a punch before he finished using the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands One Sword Walk.

Everyone's attention was attracted, Duan Yuran's face turned pale, and he clenched his fists.

"Boom" saw the old man's golden fist covering and impacting down, with an invincible posture.

"Damn" Leng Hu Ling's eyes were gloomy, and a murderous intent spread from his eyes.

There was a roar, and the seven cloud qi flying swords shattered, as if they were as brittle as pieces of paper.

"Drink" Xiao Jiange roared angrily, the true qi urged again, and the rolling true qi climbed to the peak, a turquoise skeleton palm print condensed and bombarded out, and at the same time, a sword qi in the vertical light at the center of the eyebrows seemed to come from ancient times across time and space, the sword blade revealed the vertical light, and the surrounding void was filled with ripples and twisted.

"Boom" Jin Mang's fist seal bombarded and was unstoppable, and the strong and turquoise skull palm prints collided violently, and suddenly the true qi exploded in all directions, with Xiao Jiange and the old man in cloth as the center, there was a burst of flying sand and stones, the gravel was flying, and the golden mang's green true qi filled the Quartet, and finally the two converged, turning into a white true qi ball like an aura rippling in all directions, like a tide, and the ground was cracked everywhere it passed.

"Snort" cracks suddenly appeared on the turquoise skeleton palm print, and with a "bang" sound, the turquoise skull palm print suddenly shattered like a cracked mirror.

The fist seal only hammered down, Xiao Jiange's eyes were cold, life and death were in an instant, and at the same time, the last line of defense was blasted out, the sword qi seemed to come across time and space, the sword shadow broke through the air and attacked the fist that fell from the angry hammer, the sword was against the heavy fist, and suddenly a stream of true qi rippled around, making the surrounding void ripple in bursts, making the surrounding space distorted.

The heavy fist covered by the golden mangs finally broke through a golden mang, and a bloody arrow flew out.

The sword shadow also turned into fragments and shattered, dissipating and disappearing.

A punch slammed down, bombarding Xiao Jiange's chest, Xiao Jiange suddenly spit red like being struck by lightning, and his entire body suddenly burst out with a piece of blood splattered in all directions, and the whole person flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, seriously injured in an instant, and the powerful fist wind rippled around.

"Sword Song" Duan Yuran and Nangong Song and Dance were suddenly shocked and shouted in unison.

Zhu Wen's eyes flashed with a hint of difficulty in his eyes, as if he was hesitant and a little worried.

"Boom" A trace of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the old man in cloth, his footsteps were a little empty, and his figure burst out again, wanting to keep up with Xiao Jiange, who was flying upside down, and made up another punch to completely kill him.

Leng Hu Ling's body moved, since he didn't kill him with a punch, don't think about moving him, Leng Hu Ling's eyes flashed a trace of coldness, his body was like thunder, and he came in an instant, blocking the trajectory of the old man, the real qi on his fist was swaying, and he was also pulling away from the fist fight, and his body was full of blood and blood, and there was a crackling sound on his body, which showed the horror of his physical strength.

There was a "bang" sound, and as soon as the two of them fought each other, the old man was shocked in his heart, like a wave surging.

But seeing that Leng Hu Ling's body did not move at all, the old man in cloth was shocked back a meter away.

The eyes of the old man who stabilized his body were extremely frightened, and the physical strength of this person in front of him was terrifying, but the first heaven of the Condensation Realm had already surpassed the three heavens of his own Condensation Realm.

The old man's eyes froze suddenly, such a powerful physical level was only a few people in the entire Central Plains, could it be that a terrifying thought came to the old man's heart.

"Give you three seconds to think about it, I don't want to expose my strength, if you insist on fighting, I don't mind letting your blood splash on the spot!" Just as the old man was in doubt, a voice exploded in the old man's mind like thunder on the ground.

It was Leng Hu Ling who conveyed the old man with his heart.

The old man was suddenly shocked, "Who are you?" the old man couldn't help but ask.

"Leng Hu Ling, experience it yourself" Leng Hu Ling was vaguely dressed in yellow cloth, standing with his hands around his chest, carrying a sword, his long hair fluttering, frowning lightly, and looking at the old man in front of him with murderous eyes.

"Leng Hu Ling, Leng Hu Ling" After the old man muttered a few times repeatedly, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he remembered something, and his eyes couldn't help but be filled with fear.

"It's better to behave naturally, otherwise I'll kill you in an instant!" Leng Hu Ling said in his heart again, his voice indifferent.

"Haha, you boys are ready to meet the pursuit of the Liu clan!" The old man stabilized his trembling body and suppressed the fear in his heart, laughed loudly, and then turned into a streamer and fled under the inexplicable eyes of everyone.

Seeing that everyone was inexplicable for a while, Zhu Wen looked at Leng Hu Ling with interest, Yan Bugui stood up, and with one move, the heavy halberd flew to Yan Bugui's hand with a roar of self-determination as if it was being towed.

"Sword Song" Duan Yuran slowly helped Xiao Jiange, who had fallen into a big pit, and shouted with concern.

"Uh" Xiao Jiange's face was pale, his body was really chaotic, and the injuries on his body were even more miserable, the clothes on his chest were torn and shattered, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the powerful fist intent was running in his body, shattering an unknown number of ribs, if he hadn't laid down a defense in an instant, I am afraid that that punch could penetrate his entire chest, Xiao Jiange couldn't help but feel palpitations.

Nangong Song and Dance was shocked to watch from the side, this was the second time she saw Xiao Jiange being so seriously injured, the first time was for herself to be beaten by the old woman, and this time it was also to help Yan Bugui to be beaten like this, Nangong Song and Dance suddenly felt distressed, and secretly scolded Xiao Jiange for being a fool, saying that he didn't care about idle things, so it didn't matter.

Duan Yuran's face was helpless, it was good that he didn't die, and his cultivation was not abolished, the previous punch came quietly, even Duan Yuran, who was watching the battle, was shocked, he couldn't imagine how calm he was to be able to instantly perform the three major martial arts to resist this punch, normal people probably couldn't react, Duan Yuran couldn't help but secretly imagine whether he could resist this punch by exchanging situations with Xiao Jiange, Duan Yuran suddenly became depressed, and it seemed difficult.

"Let's go, take Xiao Jiange back to the inn to recuperate, and we will protect the Dharma for him. Zhu Wen felt a few malicious glances swept around him, and suddenly said in a deep voice.

"We also protect the Dharma for him" Yan Bugui stepped forward with a halberd, and Leng Hu Ling shrugged his shoulders.

"Me too" Mo Yuran also said loudly, looking at the goose with shyness in his eyes.

So Duan Yuran helped Xiao Jiange, and everyone slowly entered the inn around Xiao Jiange.

Surrounded by many masters, the ill-intentioned eyes around him suddenly dissipated.

As Xiao Jiange and the others went upstairs, the inn suddenly returned to plain again, and many martial artists were not relieved, after all, a Concentration Realm Triple Heaven powerhouse was present, and everyone felt that there was no sense of existence.

Seeing the strength of Yan Bugui and the others, Qin Shou and Xialiu didn't dare to act rashly against them, and suddenly their faces were gloomy, and people sent Liu Busy's body back to the Liu family.

They still stayed at the inn, Liu Busy is dead, but it does not affect the purpose of their trip, Liu Busy has their own clan to work, they still talk about important things, but the atmosphere is a little more solemn, a few people do not show too much sadness, after all, most of the friendship between the Zhispan is a friend of wine and meat, as long as it does not affect each other's interests, no one is willing to pay for each other.

Several people quickly changed the topic and talked about it again, and the people's hearts were visible.

As the farce dissipated, everyone in the inn was busy with their own, and the innkeeper couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this scene, and began to clean up the mess.

In the guest room, everyone guarded Xiao Jiange's side, Xiao Jiange sat cross-legged on the bed, swallowing the few healing pills on his body, Duan Yuran and Zhu Wen both sat cross-legged behind him, and they all got up together, slapped a palm on Xiao Jiange's body, and slowly crossed the qi to Xiao Jiange to help Xiao Jiange recuperate from his injuries and breathe, so that he could refine the medicinal qi in his body faster.

After a few hours, Xiao Jiange's face softened slightly, and finally became a little bloody, slowly opened his eyes, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"It's only been three days since the opening of Phantom Mountain, and I need to recover from my injuries as soon as possible to cope with the unknown accident. Xiao Jiange said in a low voice.

Duan Yuran and Zhu Wen were both relieved when they saw Xiao Jiange coming over, and slowly got up.

"Rest assured that we will protect the Dharma for you. Duan Yuran said with a smile.

"You two men, go out quickly, Brother Xiao in the room, I'll take care of it," Nangong Song and Dance, who was sitting on the ground, saw that Xiao Jiange had a little bit of blood and couldn't help but get up, pulled Duan Yuran and Zhu Wen out and said.

"Hey, hey, no, we are all men, shouldn't you go out with this woman" Zhu Wen suddenly said in confusion, always feeling a little weird.

"Ouch, how are you mother-in-law, mother-in-law, hurry up" Nangong Song and Dance also noticed the abnormality in the previous words, and a touch of crimson couldn't help but fly over her face, and then she glared and kicked Zhu Wen out of the room.

The door slammed shut.

...... Duan Yuran and Zhu Wen stood at the door, looking at each other with strange expressions.

Duan Yuran shrugged his shoulders and walked back to his room next door to Xiao Jiange.

Zhu Wen had an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at the door, with a smile in his eyes, and then opened the folding fan with a snap and shook it back to his room.

Duan Yuran and Zhu Wen's room was on Xiao Jiange's left and right, like two door gods.

Yan Bugui and Leng Hu Ling were downstairs in the inn to drink tea and observe the surrounding movements, Yan Bugui secretly breathed at the same time, his injuries were not very serious, and he could recover in less than a day after expelling the remaining true qi in his body.

Leng Hu Ling took a sip of tea, "What do you say?" Leng Hu Ling asked with concern in his eyes.

"I made this brother" Yan Bugui also took a sip of tea, his eyes were calm, many times, an encounter, a look, a small thing is worth making a friend sincerely, Yan Bugui is also chivalrous and values Xiao Jiange at a glance, and he also attaches great importance to love and righteousness, and he can get along.

Leng Hu Ling held his forehead, "I'm asking you about your injury?" felt helpless about the wild goose not returning, but his eyes were sincere, along the way, he knew that the wild goose did not return, and in the same way, the wild goose did not return to his only friend in this life.

"No harm," Yan Bugui said lightly.

"Hmm," Leng Hu Ling nodded.

In the room, Xiao Jiange was still recuperating on his knees, and his true qi was surging.

Nangong Song and Dance sat on a wooden chair and looked at Xiao Jiange with her cheeks propped up, revealing a bit of happiness and nervousness in her eyes.

"Huh, it's time for me to cultivate seriously, I have already felt the loosening of the bottleneck, and I will strive to break through the peak of the Transformation Ruins Realm before the opening of the Pregnant Spirit Secret Realm, I can't hold back my legs" Nangong Song and Dance felt a little nervous, and didn't dare to slack off, afraid that he and Xiao Jiange and the others would not be able to catch up with them if they were getting farther and farther away.