The sudden lightning and thunder on the void shocked everyone, only to see Xiao Yuan's long hair flying, one eye with thunder, and the other eye with lightning.

"Ah, I don't want to die!"

An angry roar came from Xiao Yuan's mouth, like a thunder god being angry, but Pan Huang had already blasted out a punch containing the strength of his whole body, and blasted it at Xiao Yuan, who was roaring angrily.

At this moment, Xiao Yuan had a wonderful energy in his body that kept wandering through his meridians, and the four-layer bone refining that had not been able to break through for a long time was broken through in an instant

Because the power of the panhuang was too great, it shattered many of Xiao Yuan's bones, but what he didn't expect was that it was because the bones were shattered that Xiao Yuan found the opportunity to break through for a long time

"Ahh

In the face of Pan Huang's punch, Xiao Yuan roared, like a lion's roar, emitting bursts of sound waves, and in the sound waves, there was an almost visible afterimage that instantly hit Pan Huang's head and passed through his eyebrows.

However, Pan Jiu's face changed drastically when he saw this scene: "Lingjue!"

Lingjue, only the Lingjue is an attack that can be sent out by a puppeteer, but although Xiao Yuan has not yet entered the warrior realm, he is obviously a martial artist, and it is impossible to cultivate to become a puppet master, let alone send an attack like Lingjue.

And judging from the form and momentum of the previous spiritual sense, it is definitely a puppet master who is more than five levels, which is equivalent to the existence of the martial sect level

"Could it be!" Pan Jiu's drastic change in his expression seemed to recall something, and he calculated at an incredibly fast speed, and in the blink of an eye in a tenths of an eye, dozens of calculations were completed!

When he pinched for the twentieth time, his complexion changed drastically again, and his fingers were cracked open, and blood flowed.

And all this happened in the blink of an eye, at this time, the pan desolation was pierced through the center of his eyebrows by Xiao Yuan's spiritual attack, and his mind suddenly buzzed, and the violent stinging pain made his skull explode.

But he was a third-level wrestler, so he endured the stinging pain, and his strength was not weak at all and continued to bombard Xiao Yuan.

"Bang"

The explosion that shook the entire tribe resounded, and I saw a figure flying out of the tribe quickly and heavily to the ground in the frightened eyes of everyone.

The huge body fell to the ground, motionless, and did not know life or death.

And when the panhuang fell, Xiao Yuan also fell in a pool of blood

Almost everyone's faces were covered with shock, and more of a shock from the depths of their hearts, Xiao Yuan blasted out a punch at a speed that their naked eyes couldn't keep up with, and this punch was in the case of him being seriously injured, and completely knocked Pan Huang away, life and death are unknown.

Many people can't believe it, and even think it's a dream, but the reality pulls them back from their fantasy, and it's a plain fact

Yanxue, whose face was full of tears, also opened her mouth wide and looked at this scene in horror, and when she saw Xiao Yuan falling, she ran over quickly

Only Pan Jiu's brows furrowed, and a powerful soul power enveloped Xiao Yuan, scanning the situation in his body.

Fifth-level puppeteer, this is a powerful existence, at least the status of the martial arts sect is noble and rare, everyone, there is only one profession, the innate can only choose their own innate path, there is no chance of turning back.

And the martial artist, there is no turning back, he can only practice martial arts, but right now, Xiao Yuan actually revealed two abilities, soul power, and force! There is even a side of a warrior.

When Pan Jiu's soul power swept over Xiao Yuan's body, his pupils shrank at the moment, and he hurriedly said, "Quick, carry him to my house!

Pan Jiu's face had a hint of worry, because he found that Xiao Yuan's internal meridians were forbidden, and his bones were shattered, and he would have died a long time ago if he were an ordinary person, but for some reason, there was always a ball of qi in his heart, as if he was maintaining Xiao Yuan's life and preventing him from dying.

As for Pan Huang, he was only seriously injured and did not worry about his life, so he only ordered him to soak him in the potion he had developed.

Speaking of potions, it was given to Pan Jiu by a pharmacist to refine the brewing method, and the medicinal technique can only be cultivated by the innate hundred poisonous bodies and the innate sense of smell, but this is only one-sided.

Everyone in the world can boil medicine, but it does not mean that they take the road of pharmacists, they all learn some simple cooking methods in the hands of pharmacists, because medicine is a strange thing, which can save people and kill people

The medicine of pharmacists is wonderful, can kill people without a trace, and can save people without a trace.

And although Pan Jiu can boil medicine, it is only because there was once a pharmacist who was rescued by him, and then the pharmacist was grateful and sent him a book of medicinal secrets, although he could boil medicinal materials, but he could not pay attention to the essence of medicine and the cultivation of medicinal arts.

Pan Jiu naturally wouldn't watch Xiao Yuan die like this, this is a genius, a future that he can't even count

In the cabin, Xiao Yuan was lying on the bed covered in blood, and the rest of the people were all driven out by Pan Jiu, leaving only smoke and snow.

At this moment, Yan Xue cried silently, there had never been such a man who had lost her closest person for her death, this tribal family that she had previously regarded as all in her life had isolated her, and now this man gave her hope.

"His heart was wounded, his meridians and bones were broken, he should have been a dead person!" Pan Jiu said solemnly.

"Ah uncle, you save him, I beg you, save her!" Yanxue cried so much that the snot ran out of her nostrils and didn't care at all, kneeling in front of Pan Jiu, and kept kowtowing.

"Alas, although I am a seventh-level puppet master and have strong soul power, you also know that because of my injury, my soul power is limited, and it is really difficult to save him!" Seeing Yanxue crying so sadly, Pan Jiu also shook his head, and said with some pity: "But don't worry, I will definitely save him!"

Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the early morning of the tenth day, Xiao Yuancai woke up from a coma.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a worried face

"Xiao Yuan, you're awake!" There was no too much awakening, no loud excitement, Yanxue said softly, and even the corners of her eyes still had undried tears, maybe because she was frightened in her heart, or maybe because she was already worried about becoming ill, even if she saw Xiao Yuan wake up, she couldn't be happy

On that day, Pan Jiu used his own soul power as a guide, and even did not hesitate to burn his soul power to completely stabilize Xiao Yuan's mind, and then used his soul power to repair Xiao Yuan's meridian bones to save Xiao Yuan.

It's just that Pan Jiu, who had not recovered from his injuries, was hit hard again under the condition of forcibly burning his soul power like this, and he was barely able to exert the strength of a seventh-level puppeteer, but he suddenly fell to level six, and even the old injury recurred, making him almost lose his strength.

After saving Xiao Yuan, he immediately arranged the affairs of the clan and went to retreat to recover from his injuries.

Xiao Yuan has been in a coma for ten days, and only Yanxue has been by his side to take care of him.

"They didn't scold you anymore, did they?" Xiao Yuan asked as he opened his eyes.

This sentence made Yanxue, who was already obsessed, feel a little happy in her heart, and she could feel the sincere concern of the other party.

"No, it's you, this sleep is ten days, and people are worried about death!" Yan Xue was angry, and her pink fist gently slapped on Xiao Yuan's chest

"Then did I win or lose?" Xiao Yuan grabbed Yanxue's jade hand and asked with a chuckle, because the current Xiao Yuan no longer has any memory of the second half of the day's battle.

"Of course you won!" and then Yanxue recounted the situation of the day, and Xiao Yuan himself felt frightened when he heard it, if he hadn't made a big show at the last moment, I'm afraid he would be dead by now.

Because he has personally felt the power of Panhuang, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can compete with, unless he can reach the seventh or eighth layer of bone cultivation, it is impossible to be the opponent of Panhuang.

It's just that where does Xiao Yuan know that the Guiyuan Divine Technique is not as simple as he thought, once he cultivates, it will not only enhance the skeletal muscle meridians, but also the soul power, smell, vision, and physique, which are all increasing day by day, and even the soul already has a ghost, which is a sign that the soul is splitting, and it is the premise of the cultivation of dual souls and soul arts, but Xiao Yuan doesn't know this.