Chapter 27: Metamorphosis
"Damn, you dare to do it in the sect, aren't you afraid of the consequences of attacking me!!"
Hearing the harsh, ugly night owl-like voice of the tall and thin young man, Xia Feng's heart was cold. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Feeling the murderous aura coming from behind him, Xia Feng's figure flashed rapidly, and suddenly increased his speed, trying to dodge.
"The consequences? I'm just taking people's money and people to eliminate disasters, if you want to find it, find someone else!"
The tall and thin young man's face was slightly hideous, and he had no scruples about the identity of Xia Feng's personal disciple, and he dared to directly do something to Xia Feng in the sect, obviously fearless in some aspects!
"Damn, if I had escaped today, you would have died!"
Xia Feng gritted his teeth and said, the strength of the tall and thin young man is too strong, the peak of the eightfold blood refining is stronger than Huang Yue, I don't know how many times, Xia Feng's only way to retreat now is to escape! Flee to the foot of the mountain, as long as the rest of the outer disciples are present, it is absolutely impossible for the tall and thin young man to openly attack himself in the presence of others!
"You can't escape, be good, I'll do it quickly!"
The tall and thin young man seemed to be a pervert, his laughter was unpleasant and harsh, and even the words he said had a feeling that made Xia Feng vomit.
With a bang, in the next moment, as soon as the tall and thin young man raised his hand, he directly grabbed Xia Feng's neck and directly forcibly caught Xia Feng: "I said you can't escape, the more you escape, the more unhappy I become!"
The tall and thin young man grabbed Xia Feng's neck, but there was a huge force on the palm of his hand, as if it was made of steel, and he grabbed Xia Feng's neck, making Xia Feng's face turn red and his mouth making a rapid breathing sound.
"Ho-ho... Let go..."
"Break your hands and I'll let go... Tut-tut, I love to hear the sound of broken bones, and the sound that comes to my mind is like listening to the best music in the world, and it makes my blood boil and my whole body heat!
The tall and thin young man muttered to himself like a pervert, his right hand clasped Xia Feng's neck, but his left hand was raised slightly, and he pointed into a knife, slashing at Xia Feng's left hand!
Click!
The tall and thin young man's hand knife fell fiercely, and in the next moment, Xia Feng's left hand bone was directly broken, and a sharp pain instantly hit Xia Feng's whole body, and finally came into his mind.
"Ho-ho... You will surely die..."
was clasped by the neck of the tall and thin young man, and the summer wind couldn't scream in pain, so he could only make a ho-ho sound of continuous inhalation, but his eyes stared at the tall and thin young man calmly, and a coldness diffused.
"I'm going to die?
Hearing Xia Feng's ho-ho, the tall and thin young man smiled hideously, and the knife fell again, breaking the bone of Xia Feng's right hand, and the severe pain made Xia Feng's forehead break out in cold sweat.
"Okay, take people's money and people to eliminate disasters, I said that as long as you have a pair of hands, I will never ask you for an extra pair of feet! I am looking forward to the time when you will make me die, quack!!"
The tall and thin young man smirked, waved his big hand, and threw Xia Feng on the ground like a dead dog, and the quack laughed and disappeared.
"But... Damn..."
Feeling the sharp pain in his hands, Xia Feng clenched his steel teeth, struggled to get up from the ground, and suddenly touched the broken hand bones, and the painful Xia Feng gasped for a while.
"Huang Yue!"
Xia Feng's eyes flashed with an astonishing cold luster, he had only gone through grudges with Huang Yue recently, and not long ago, he almost went to the life and death ring with Huang Yue, and within a few hours, someone came to deal with him!
It must have been Huang Yue's instigation behind his back, and he only let that perverted tall and thin young man break his hands, instead of killing himself directly, I'm afraid it's not that he doesn't want to kill himself, but because of the rules of Xuanyuan Sect!
Disciples can fight with each other, but they can't kill people, if you want to live and die each other, you must go to the ring of life and death, otherwise if you die, you will make things bigger.
"Damn! It's still strength! If my strength is strong enough, what Huang Yue, and that tall and thin young man, I will directly slap and suppress it! Who would dare to humiliate me!!"
The hand bone was knocked out, although it was not a fatal injury, but if you want to recover, if it is an ordinary person who does not have three or five months, you don't have to think about it at all, even if it is a cultivator in the blood refining realm, it will take a lot of time to recover.
casually found a remote, uninhabited cabin at the foot of the mountain, Xia Feng temporarily lived in it, and now the bones of his hands were broken, before he recovered, Xia Feng did not have the strength to challenge the disciples on the mountainside, and obtained the right to live and cultivate on the mountainside.
Laboriously took out a small jade bottle, poured out the last high-grade blood refining pill that remained, Xia Feng swallowed it in one gulp, and ran the Eight Directions Holy Emperor to refine it.
Xia Feng didn't have a special pill for healing, so he could only rely on his own blood and qi to slowly warm his hand bones and let them heal, a high-grade blood refining pill swallowed into his stomach, and a majestic medicinal power burst out instantly, but Xia Feng cultivated the seventh Holy Emperor's qi and blood, and for this majestic medicinal power, it was still able to resist, and the Eight Directions Holy Emperor decided to run slowly, refining this high-grade blood refining pill little by little.
A part of the high-grade blood refining pill that guided the refining was warm at the broken hand bones of his hands, and Xia Feng gradually felt a burst of itching coming from the broken hand bones of his hands, which was a sign that the wound was slowly healing.
Slowly, the medicinal power contained in a high-grade blood refining pill was refined by Xia Feng, not only did the blood qi in the body increase a little, but also the broken hand bones of the hands were also initially healed, and they could move slightly, but if the movement was too large, there would still be bursts of sharp pain.
"Damn Huang Yue, when my strength is stronger, it will be your death!"
Exhaling a sullen breath, Xia Feng moved his preliminarily healed hands slightly: "If you only rely on the warmth of your own blood and qi, it will take at least ten days for your hands to be able to play at will and recover to the point where they are as intact as ever!"
Thinking that it was very likely that he needed to rest quietly for ten days, so that the bones of his hand that had been knocked off by the tall and thin young man would be completely restored and healed, Xia Feng's hatred for Huang Yue in his heart became even stronger, and that perverted tall and thin young man, as long as Xia Feng's strength was enough, he would definitely make that tall and thin young man die!
Summer breeze, do what you say.
The time was not early, Xia Feng lay directly on the hard plank bed for a night, and early the next morning, he followed the path of Changfeng Mountain to the top of Changfeng Mountain, and came to the palace where his cheap master rested, and saw Zhang Changfeng.
As always. Zhang Changfeng was like a little old man, lying on a chair and falling asleep, and he didn't know whether he was really sleeping or closing his eyes to recuperate.
As if hearing Xia Feng's footsteps, Zhang Changfeng raised his eyelids slightly, and said in a low voice without waiting for Xia Feng to speak: "Do you want me to avenge you?"
"Master, no! I will avenge myself for my own revenge! It's just that the apprentice's strength is too low now, and he doesn't have the strength to take revenge, I want the master to give me some cultivation pills!"
Zhang Changfeng's strength is strong, and Xia Feng will not think that what happened yesterday will not be known to Zhang Changfeng, so he did not feel the slightest surprise at Zhang Changfeng's opening, but lowered his head slightly and said to Zhang Changfeng.
"Although I am your master, it is impossible to give you cultivation resources for no reason and no reason! I don't want to interfere in the battle between disciples, I can give you healing pills! Cultivation is your own business! Those who are masters can teach, but they can't pull out the seedlings to help them grow!"
Zhang Changfeng raised his eyelids slightly, looked at Xia Feng, and then closed his eyes again.
Its meaning is simpler, if you want to cultivate resources, pills, you just give me a reason to need, if it is a fight between disciples, I will not meddle casually, I can give you healing pills, but pills that increase cultivation are not easy to give you!
"Master. Is that a reason enough?"
Xia Feng is not a fool, the robe understands the meaning of Zhang Changfeng's words, and slightly urges the power of qi and blood in his body, and the seven immortal-like Holy Emperor Qi and blood suddenly drum out from Xia Feng's body, and the seven Holy Emperor Qi and blood surround Xia Feng's body, making Xia Feng look like a mortal mortal, holy and extraordinary!