Because of the violent impact of the fist of the wind, the big-nosed monk fell backwards with the crooked mouth monk, and when he landed, the crooked mouth monk's chest was already full of blood he vomited, and his chest was sunken, I am afraid that the ribs will be broken.

Yifeng was taken aback, he thought that it was an illusion to attack Ben Liang and the other people with his fists in the illusion, and when he fought with Ben Xuan, he was also severely suppressed, but he didn't expect that his boxing was really so powerful.

Slipped out more than a dozen feet on the river bank and beach, the big-nosed monk barely stopped, he put the crooked mouth monk in his arms on the ground, and looked at the crooked mouth monk's mouth The blood that could not be contained in the monk's mouth kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth, and he himself, his back was also full of worn blood.

The crooked-mouthed monk groped in his chest, and the sharp pain in his chest made his hands tremble, but he didn't stop until he touched something and took it out of his chest, it was half a broken amulet.

The broken amulet struggled to emit a glimmer of golden light, and then dimmed, like the hope of a crooked-mouthed monk, and passed away.

Without the magic circle teleportation of the Buddha card, he was so seriously injured that he could only wait here to die.

If the big-nosed monk insisted on taking him with him, there would be little chance of crossing the dangerous unknown terrain on the other side of the river.

The big-nosed monk had a gloomy face, gritted his teeth, turned his head and wanted to get up to find a wind to take revenge, but he didn't expect that the crooked-mouthed monk pulled him with all his strength, and said vaguely: "Senior brother, let, he, them, cross the river······ Yes, it's us, wrong······ This is, karma ······"

The big-nosed monk shook his hand, shook off the crooked-mouthed monk's hand that held him, his face was gloomy and terrifying, he stood up, gritted his teeth fiercely, and the black short stick in his hand emitted a dark blue light, approaching the wind.

Ben Qian was behind Yifeng, saw this situation, and wanted to cross Yifeng and go to fight against the big-nosed monk, Yifeng took her hand when she walked by, and said in a deep voice: "You stand back." ”

Ben Qian felt a powerful force coming from the palm of Yifeng's hand, and looked at him in astonishment.

Yifeng didn't think much about it, let go of his hand, clenched his fists again, and walked towards the big-nosed monk.

When the two of them were four or five feet apart, Yifeng suddenly stopped, clenched his fist in his hand, the golden fist flashed, he punched forward violently, a ball of golden light flashed, shot out at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye, and exploded in front of the big-nosed monk.

I only heard a loud "bang" sound, the sand and dust were filled, and the fishy river wind blew the sand and dust away, and Ben Qian saw that a huge pit had exploded in front of the big-nosed monk, and in the deep pit, the sand and dust above had flown away, revealing the charred black soil below, and countless fine golden arcs flashed on the soil.

Yifeng's face was calm, and he said lightly: "You can't beat me, stop it." ”

The big-nosed monk snorted coldly, wanting to bypass the giant pit and continue to walk towards Yifeng, only to hear Yifeng's calm voice continue to come: "Your junior brother's injury, I will treat it to ensure that he will not die, in addition," Yifeng paused for a moment and said solemnly:

"I gave him my amulet. ”

The big-nosed monk still had a gloomy face, but he stopped and did not continue to walk.

Yifeng sighed secretly, bypassed him, and walked towards the crooked-mouthed monk behind him, the big-nosed monk followed him without saying a word, Ben Qian hurriedly ran over and followed behind Yifeng.

The crooked mouth monk's injuries were indeed very serious, Yifeng carefully checked his chest, the bones in his chest were all shattered, and the meridians in his body were seriously damaged, extending from his chest, and the meridians were torn one after another.

The big-nosed monk looked at Yifeng with red eyes, Yifeng didn't speak, quietly picked up the broken Buddha card in the crooked monk's hand, and slashed his wrist.

Ben Qian grabbed Yifeng's arm and shouted, "Yifeng, are you crazy?!"

The big-nosed monk was also stunned.

The golden Buddha card flashed a line of dazzling golden light, only to see Yifeng close his eyes and operate the spiritual power gold liquid in his body, and after a while, his wrist began to flow out of the golden liquid, Yifeng opened his eyes and dripped the golden liquid into the mouth of the crooked monk.

The golden spiritual liquid immediately dyed the blood gushing out of his mouth golden, and Yifeng said to him lightly, "Swallow it, it's good for you." ”

Holding on to the hope of survival, the crooked mouth monk swallowed drops of golden spiritual liquid mixed with blood, and immediately felt that his spiritual liquid had been greatly replenished, he quickly closed his eyes and ran the exercises, transporting the spiritual power infused with gold liquid to his whole body.

Almost at this moment, he clearly felt that the torn meridians in his chest were being repaired little by little, and after running the exercises back and forth a few times, the meridians on his chest were already intact, and his spiritual power was suddenly running unimpeded.

Not only that, but he also felt that the broken bones in his chest were fusing and reconstructing, connecting little by little, and at such a recovery speed, it would only take half a day to heal from his injuries.

He looked at Yifeng in astonishment, but only saw Yifeng's very calm face.

As the drops of the golden spiritual liquid passed, Yifeng's face became more and more pale, until the crooked-mouthed monk signaled him not to drop, Ben Qian hurriedly tore off a piece of his robe and rewrapped the wrist on his hand.

What Yifeng didn't notice was that the big-nosed monk had been observing him suspiciously throughout the whole process, and what he didn't even more unaware of was that the fishy river wind swept one of the drops of golden spiritual liquid into the black river, which now seemed to be very calm on the surface, but there was already an undercurrent surging under the surface of the water.

After his wrist was bandaged by Ben Qian, Yifeng took out a golden Buddha card from his arms and gave it to the crooked monk.

However, Ben Qian snatched the Buddha card and stuffed it back into Yifeng's hand, then calmly and without saying a word, took out his Buddha card and threw it into the chest of the crooked monk.

Yifeng shook his head with a wry smile, handed her his amulet card, and said, "Senior Sister Benqian, you take it, I have a way in case I get into danger, not to mention, after crossing the river, I will soon be at the center of the secret realm, right?"

Ben Qian pouted, tears suddenly flowed from her eyes, and she shook her head vigorously.

Yifeng said: "The monks don't speak, in case of danger and separation from you, I will definitely return to the Heishui River, after you go back, go to the temple and the courtyard to help me move the rescuers, I will wait for you." Master Ran and my senior brother and sister will definitely come to the secret realm to find me, don't worry. Besides, you see that I'm so powerful, how can I have an accident so easily, right?"

Ben Qian was amused by his sincere and honest appearance, took the Buddha card of Yifeng, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, no matter what danger you encounter, I will follow you." ”

The big-nosed monk placed the crooked-mouthed monk in place, snorted coldly, and said, "What are you flirting and scolding!

When I arrived at the Heishui River, I saw the big-nosed monk take out a small golden boat from his arms, inject spiritual power, and throw it to the river, the spirit boat immediately became larger, and his body was wrapped in a golden halo, floating on the Heishui River.

The three of them jumped onto the boat, and the big-nosed monk lifted the oar to the shore, and the spirit boat slid briskly forward, and then he began to cross the river with the oar.

The surface of the river is very wide, and I don't feel it on the bank of the river, but when I get to the river, I find that the black water is surging, and there are many undercurrents, and there are constantly circles of water lines gushing out from the bottom of the river and spreading out, which is a sign that the river is very turbulent.

Despite its fast flow, the black water looks very viscous, has a heavy feeling, and has a very fishy smell that makes people very sick.

Fortunately, the spirit boat is worthy of being the spiritual treasure of Buddhism, and under the rocking of the big-nosed monk, the speed of travel is fast, and it has come to the center of the river. Ben Qian tightly pulled Yifeng's sleeves from the beginning of the boat, closed her eyes and didn't dare to look at the river, saying that she felt very dizzy and wanted to vomit.

At this moment, Ben Qian suddenly heard a loud noise, opened her eyes, and her pupils shrank suddenly:

I saw two huge black arms, still dripping with sticky black water, stretching out from both sides of the spirit boat, very accurately, pinching Yifeng's feet and neck, and then pulling back, dragging Yifeng into the bottomless black water river!