Under the shroud of this terrifying power, Yingtian had no way to dodge. He instantly stirred up the true qi of his whole body, and performed the trick of "endless streaming", using the flirtatious sword technique to make the flute, and trying his best to block with defensive attacks.

"Bang!" With a loud sound, Yingtian's figure was knocked back violently, and slammed into a tree pole. "Click!" Suddenly, the thick tree pole at the mouth of the bowl snapped.

Yingtian spat blood from his mouth, his body fell and sat on the ground, his left hand supporting the ground with difficulty, and his eyes stared at the beard that was slowly walking towards him.

With Yingtian's true combat power, it is not even impossible to resist this person's move. It was only because of the large amount of consumption in the previous fight, and the lack of experience in fighting the grandmaster, that he was defeated with one blow and vomited blood.

At this time, Yingtian's left hand slammed downward, and he stood up suddenly. "Ah......h

At this moment, the long-awaited laughter sounded again, like the sorrowful cry in the Nine Hells echoing back and forth in Yingtian's mind; And the loud and wonderful voice of the Hong Zhong Dalu rushed straight up from the brain, and seemed to reach the spire of the tower at once, lingering for a long time.

These two types of voices have always been heard only by Yingtian, and others are unaware. Although the frequency of appearances seems to be getting less and less, the time for each voice is when he is going through hardships, whether it is martial arts cultivation or life and death fighting, it is more or less changing Yingtian's body and consciousness.

Immediately after, a bright lightning bolt in the night sky "Click! "Straight down, the night shines as bright as day. The lightning struck the top of the White Tower, crackling and bursting with a large number of sparks.

The roar of the sky and the sudden appearance of lightning frightened the bearded people, and they were all stunned.

At this time, Yingtian seemed to hear a "cooing" sound in his chest. Then, he felt as if two strands of aura were rapidly dissociating in his body, soaking flesh and bones, and cleansing every acupoint and meridian on his body.

Isn't this what you feel when you break through your own realm or physical body? Moreover, there is also that familiar feeling of crispy Ma in the body. Could it be that at this time, the qi machine was touched and was about to break through?

Of course, Yingtian didn't know that the trace of purple and black gas was guided out by the tower spirit in his body. Under the lightning vision, the aura of the White Tower triggered the tower spirit to further awaken, driving the two gases to free the body.

In the past, whenever Yingtian was on the verge of despair, the purple qi and black qi were passively exported by the influence of the objects in his body and the two strange sounds; Now, the Taling attached to the attributes of that thing has gradually evolved, becoming more and more condensed and visible, and can actively stimulate and guide the two gases to overflow, infiltrating every part of the body.

At present, although Taling has not fully awakened and has not been fully substantiated, its transformation has slowly affected many aspects of Yingtian, and it seems to be helping it grow and become stronger and stronger.

The beard quickly calmed down, and shouted at Yingtian: "Little crumb, don't fucking pretend to be a ghost." Suffer death! He didn't want to delay any longer, he wanted to take advantage of his illness to kill him at this moment, and he wanted to kill him with one blow, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

Immediately after, the bearded beard jumped up, and attacked Yingtian violently with a move "Yang Ge Swinging the Sun", and the palm power pushed straight forward like a mountain and a sea.

Yingtian's congenital clothes burst out, but where could he withstand the full blow of his beard, only to listen to "Ah! With a bang, his body flew straight to the bottom of Baita Mountain like a falling eagle.

"Quick! You go down the mountain to look for it and get the body back. With a wave of his right hand, the warriors behind him rushed down the mountain in unison.

At the same time, a dark shadow on the mountainside also galloped away.

On Fujiang Road, Silk Capital District, outside the emergency room of Guocheng Central Hospital, the door of a black business vehicle "Boom!" With a sudden opening, Ye Xuanhong hugged his cold daughter and ran briskly towards the emergency room.

He called out to the doctor in a hurry, and left Zhou Meiqin, who had a cold face and a steady pace, far behind.

The emergency room door suddenly opened, and a group of doctors and nurses rushed to meet them with mobile beds.

At this time, Ye Xuanhong was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he ran forward quickly, gently put Ye Zhihan on the mobile hospital bed, and kept explaining his daughter's physical condition to the doctor.

"Okay, don't talk about it." A middle-aged female doctor waved her hand at him and pushed the mobile bed into the emergency room. Ye Xuanhong was about to follow, but the door "Bang!" It almost hit the bridge of his nose.

He lowered his head, took out a snow-white handkerchief from his suit pocket, wiped his sweat constantly, and muttered, "What's wrong with Zhihan?" What is this disease? ”

Ye Xuanhong turned his head, looked at Zhou Meiqin who walked in front of him, and said hurriedly: "Meiqin, you contact Dean Zhang and trouble him." ”

"Okay." Zhou Meiqin took out her beautifully decorated flip phone and spoke softly with Dean Zhang.

Director Zhang of the Central Hospital is Ye Xuanhong's high school classmate, and with the strong help of the Ye family, he finally sat in the position of president a year ago. Therefore, he is very attentive to this family buddy. No, he will be here in a moment.

"Xuan Hong, what's the urgency you have to find me?" Dean Zhang looked at him anxiously and guessed that the situation might be a little serious.

"My daughter, she ......" Ye Xuanhong crackled like a firecracker, and quickly said Zhihan's condition.

At this time, the door of the emergency room opened again, and the female doctor just now walked out quickly with a complicated expression. She was about to speak to Ye Xianhong, when she suddenly saw Dean Zhang present, she was a little nervous and wondered, "Dean, are you here?" ”

Dean Zhang immediately explained: "This Mr. Ye is my classmate, if you have anything to say, just say it." ”

The female doctor paused for a moment and said bluntly: "Mr. Ye, your daughter's condition is special, which is really rare. We recommend sending her to Xihua Hospital. ”

Xihua Hospital is the affiliated hospital of Xihua Medical University, which is the hospital with the best configuration and the highest medical level in the province. Moreover, it is also one of the strongest general hospitals in the country.

Dean Zhang was a little dissatisfied, and asked solemnly, "You invited Dr. Chen over." ”

"Dr. Chen is inside, and he suggested that he be transferred to Xihua Hospital." The female doctor said with a red face, and looked at Dean Zhang timidly.

"Let's do it, please help arrange the car." Ye Xuanhong didn't want to embarrass Dean Zhang, and didn't forget to add: "Bring a few more high-level medical staff." ”

Dean Zhang nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do it." With that, he walked briskly to the emergency room.

After a while, an ambulance drove up with a beep.

After the medical staff pushed Ye Zhihan, who was closed and cold all over, into the car, Dean Zhang trotted over and comforted: "Xuan Hong, don't worry, I arranged for Dr. Chen to personally accompany him to the provincial capital." Also, who is going to your family? ”

"I'll go." Ye Xuanhong said undoubtedly. Then, he turned his head and said, "Meiqin, I won't stay in the provincial capital for too long, you have to arrange for Xue'er and Bai Man to accompany them to Xihua Hospital as soon as possible." "Xue'er is a maid in the Ye family who is about twenty years old, more than three years older than Ye Zhihan.

At this time, Zhou Meiqin showed a sad look, and said gently: "Xuanhong, you go and come back quickly, pay attention to your body, I will wait for you." As he spoke, he hugged him affectionately.

"Okay, time is tight, you go home quickly." Ye Xuanhong instructed. Then, he thanked Dean Zhang and quickly boarded the ambulance.