Wu Ye was burned by the heart-devouring flames on the outside and tender on the inside, and the evil fire in his heart was nowhere to vent, and suddenly he felt a strong wind sweeping, and a huge black figure flew in, and at the moment it was like a life-saving straw, and his body naturally posed in a strange posture in the "Ancient Law Secret Iron Head Gong", and the whole person was twisted into a ball of twist, and even the evil fire in the body was wound into a spiral, "Hey", and the head went straight to the huge figure!

"Boom!"

I saw waves of green flames flashing around Wu Ye's body, surging onto the Heavenly Spirit Cover, condensing into a spiral-like green flame, and stabbing into the body of the green-haired giant tortoise!

"What is this?"

Fang Yan screamed, and his huge body of nearly a thousand catties was knocked headlong by Wu Ye, and Qing Yan suddenly exploded, burning all the green hairs behind him!

Fang Yan was so frightened that his soul flew away, he never thought that this guy who seemed to be an acquired martial artist actually had such a powerful and domineering spiritual power hidden in his body, and he fell on all fours for a while, and before he could get up, Wu Ye had already jumped on his belly like a madman, and bumped into him headlessly.

"Knock knock knock!"

At this moment, Wu Ye was already delirious, but he just relied on his intuition to find that the thing in front of him was actually harder than a rock, how could he be willing to let go after the collision? After hitting it a hundred times in a row, the tortoise shell on Fang Yan's chest was full of pits, as if he had just been hit by a stone cannon at close range.

"Help...... Help......" Fang Yan completely lost his combat power, wanted to cry without tears, and shouted in despair.

Wu Yewu couldn't help himself, kicked the green-haired giant turtle over again, and hit the hardest turtle shell behind him more than a dozen times in a row, poor Fang Yan's turtle shell was originally beaten by Shen Tianshi and was full of cracks, and he was poisoned by this poisonous hand, and at that moment, a piece of tortoise shell the size of a basin was shattered, revealing bloody turtle flesh.

Fang Yan was in pain, screaming again and again, his half-broken tail was desperately flapping on the ground, but how could he stop Wu Ye's atrocities?

Wu Ye was unconscious, and vented to his heart's content for more than half an hour, and the demon fire in his body seemed to be gushing out from the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and then he let go of his hands slightly.

Fang Yan finally saw hope, and crawled forward desperately, not even bothering to pick up the turtle shell that had fallen, and even crawling into the mountains and forests - he didn't recognize that this evil man surrounded by green flames was his old enemy Nan Batian, but even if he recognized it, it was estimated that he would only run away from the wilderness, because the primeval giant tortoise "Tang" in the sea of knowledge told him that this person was performing "Crashing into the Heavenly Court"!

Fang Yan complained bitterly, where did he dare to provoke the peerless powerhouse who cultivated "Hitting the Heavenly Court", he only hated why the turtle only had four legs, and its four claws were all gouged indiscriminately, and it disappeared into the depths of the mountains and forests in the blink of an eye, how far and how far to climb.

It took another half an hour for Wu Ye to gradually regain consciousness.

"What just happened?"

Looking at the messy cave, as well as the turtle blood dripping all over the ground, and the broken turtle shell, Wu Ye blinked his eyes and scratched the back of his head, slightly confused.

He had a pot of sauerkraut fish in his head, he couldn't think of anything, and summoned Ma Boguang, but the old man said that a domineering demon fire suddenly erupted on his body just now, and even his soul could be burned to ashes.

"Demon Fire!"

Wu Ye's heart tightened, thinking that when Shen Tianshi had imprinted a palm on his back, he didn't feel anything at the time, he just felt that there was a touch of weirdness and weirdness in the sea of knowledge, and he thought that this thing was the problem!

But why didn't he die?

While recalling everything that happened just now, while exploring the sea of knowledge, nothing has changed, but in the depths of the sea of knowledge, there is still a small flame lurking.

As soon as his mind moved, this small green flame shook slightly, as if it had been conquered by him and became a part of his divine soul!

Wu Ye was surprised and delighted, and told Ma Boguang all these strange things, and the old ghost was stunned for a while: "As you said, just now you should have been hit by the secret technique of the Zhushan Sect 'Heart Eater', but it's really strange, why didn't you get burned to death by the Heart Eater? I don't know how many cultivators are under this evil art, you are just an acquired martial artist, how can you bear it, and accept this treasure?"

The two of them couldn't understand it after thinking about it, but they just roughly guessed that it should be what kind of magical power is hidden in this "Ancient Law Secret Transmission Iron Head Skill", which can actually absorb the violent mana in the body, bombard it from the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and even increase the power in a spiral form, which is really weird to the extreme.

As for the dark shadow that suddenly pounced...... Wu Ye picked up a turtle shell with three taels of flesh on it, and vaguely remembered something.

Could it be that the green-haired giant turtle reappeared and saved his life again?

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the green-haired giant turtle, even if he had the "Ancient Law Secret Legend Iron Head Skill", he would not be able to find something hard enough to withstand the raging demon fire in his body, and there was only one way out.

At the critical moment of life and death, the green-haired giant turtle stepped forward, sacrificed himself for others, and paid a heavy price to save his life!

From the mottled blood stains and broken turtle shells, it is not difficult to guess how thrilling and tragic the scene was at that time.

And afterwards, Brother Turtle didn't mean to stay and ask for credit, he did good deeds without leaving his name, so he left silently.

It's really "something is over, and you hide your body and name", the great man of chivalry!

"Good man, Brother Turtle!"

Wu Ye's eyes couldn't help but moisten, and he said affectionately, "Good turtle has a safe life, I wish you a long life, no, long live a long life!"

After this abnormal change, the meridians around the body have been dredged dozens of times by the heart-eating inflammation, and even a steady stream of power can be faintly detected in the bone marrow, and a few punches can be thrown at will to put it mildly, and the sound of tearing the air can be heard, like the "pop" sound of a leather whip!

Wu Ye was overjoyed, and the sound of his fist was like a whip, which was a symbol of the skill beginning to seep into the bone marrow and was about to climb to the sixfold realm of the day after tomorrow! When the sound of the fist was more piercing, like a steel knife scraping the bones, it would be the completion of the sixfold realm of the day after tomorrow, and the flesh and bones had been cultivated to an almost perfect level!

"It seems that the luck of these true sons of heaven has really been devoured a lot by me as a bully, otherwise, my cultivation speed would never be so fast!"

Thinking of this, Wu Ye suddenly became a little nervous.

So far, he has met a total of four suspected true sons, Xiao Han, Fang Yan, Qi Gongzi, and Bai Yi.

The fate of these four people has been changed by him a little bit, which means that their luck may have been swallowed up by him.

The other three don't care, but Xiao Han, the little girl's life experience and surname, are very fond of his appetite, I don't know if being pestered by him will have any bad impact on Xiao Han's future?

Thinking about it carefully, even if she didn't show up, Xiao Han might not be able to recover Ma Boguang with the help of the "Red Dragon", get many classics of the Yin Fu Sect, and embark on the road of rebellion! Now that she has no old grandfather, she has an extra copy of the "Moon God Amaterasu Sutra", and no one can say what the result of such a change will be.

Looking at the waterfall from afar, Wu Ye was uneasy, and muttered: "My good sister, I wonder if you can truly inherit the power of the Moon God Amaterasu Sutra, and what kind of realm you have cultivated?"

...... Hundreds of miles away, Black Tiger Mountain, Black Tiger Village.

This is the largest bandit lair on the ground of Pingliang City, hundreds of bandits who kill people without blinking, eat people without spitting out bones, gather in the mountains and forests, annihilate silver and plunder, and do all kinds of evil.

Even now, behind the smoky cottage, dozens of "Lady Suppression Villagers" are imprisoned for these bandits who have no surnames to humiliate.

But at the moment, the warm village was empty, and everyone gathered in the open space in front of the cottage.

Hundreds of oxen are tall and big, with tigers and bears, fierce momentum, and hideous faces, carrying swords, guns, swords and halberds, staring at the gate without saying a word.

There was a teenager standing outside the gate.

This is a young man who is too beautiful to speak, if it weren't for his short broken hair and too indifferent face, he was afraid that he would be regarded as a pretty woman.

The cold wind is cold, the white clothes are fluttering, and there is a jade tree in the wind, proud of the world's temperament.

Strangely enough, he carried a thick bamboo stick on his shoulder, and at one end of the bamboo stick was a large bundle of straw, on which were hundreds of strings of crystal clear red fruits, which at first glance looked like carrying a beam of scorching flame.

The original handsome and elegant image is paired with such a strange red fruit stick, which makes people a little confused about his origin.

It's snowing.

The white-clothed boy carrying the flames quietly walked through the gate of the village, quietly walked to the school ground, and quietly looked at the hundreds of vicious thieves, as quiet as a faint moonlight.

The snow is getting tighter and tighter, the mountains and forests are covered with a layer of silver veil, and the Black Tiger Village is silent.

A group of jackals, tigers and leopards surrounded a little white rabbit, and the two sides looked at each other quietly.

These thugs are all old bandits, with vicious eyes, and naturally smell the extremely dangerous breath of the young man, knowing that this handsome young man is by no means as harmless as he appears on the outside - those who dare to break into the Black Tiger Village alone will naturally not be a weak son who is powerless.

"This young man, are you ...... "Dazhai master" can't stand up.

The young man in white turned a deaf ear, looked around, found a large clean stone in the corner, carefully inserted the fire tree into the crack of the stone to fix it, and returned to the bandits.

He slowly drew his sword.

It's not a magic weapon, it's just a green steel sword that can be made in any iron shop.

But when the sword rolled in the eyes of the bandits, these fierce murderers who were not afraid of death felt that their necks were cold at the same time, as if they were ...... It's like being cut off by moonlight.

The white-clothed young man pinched a sword trick and smiled faintly: "Xiao Han, the second-generation sect master of the Phantom Moon Sect, I have heard for a long time that the heroes of the Black Tiger Village are famous, and now I want to borrow your neck to practice the sword, please!"

(To be continued)