Zhang Wuji has helped Xie Fei force all the poison out of his palm, the small hole in his palm is flowing bright red blood, and the ground is a puddle of black, Xie Fei has shed so much blood, and he has exhausted his internal strength to force blood to drive away the poison, he is really exhausted, as soon as Zhang Wuji's hand left the back of his heart, Xie Fei was already weak and softened, and his originally dark face was pale. Zhang Wuji carefully put Xie Fei to the ground and let him lie directly on the ground: "Don't move yet, let Xie Gang Master breathe for a while." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Xie Fei lay on the stage, opened his eyes and said weakly, then closed his eyes tiredly and breathed secretly.

Zhang Wuji didn't answer, turned around and walked away, hurriedly jumped off the stage, walked to Bogel's side, and reached out to probe Bogel's wrist, the green-robed old man next to Bogle seemed to glance at Zhang Wuji in a little surprise, and didn't speak, still turning the prayer cylinder to read his scriptures. Zhang Wuji took Borgle's hand for a while, his fingers came out suddenly, and he connected the dots on Borgle's shoulder and neck, and took out the silver needle bag from the leather bag on his waist, spread it on the ground and opened it, took out five or six silver needles, put them in his hand, and was about to make a move, suddenly stopped, hesitated thoughtfully for a while, and finally took out five or six slightly smaller silver needles from the bag again, carefully looked at Borgle, and made a move, and in a blink of an eye, the silver needle was pierced on Borgle's head, leaving only half a minute of the needle tail from the hair, and then lifted Borgle slightly, The palm of his hand is pressed against the back of his heart, slowly urging the palm power.

Everyone looked at Zhang Wuji who was busy alone, and no one spoke, only the faint sound of the mountain wind blowing.

For a long time, I saw that Bogger's face suddenly flushed with a red tide, and he coughed violently, but he did not wake up, but after all, he slowly recovered some breathing, and he was no longer as motionless as a dead man like Fang Cai, and he was not breathing at all.

"Bo Gongzi was seriously injured, his waist bones were almost shattered by the eighteen palms of the dragon, the internal force was all dispersed, and his head was also violently shocked, although he has been stabilized with a silver needle, so as not to be shocked into dementia, but his martial arts are completely wasted, and it is inevitable that he will not be able to walk in the future, and he will have to look at the creation of Bo Gongzi again." Zhang Wuji withdrew his palm, carefully pulled out the silver needle above Bogle's head, and whispered to the old man.

The old man didn't know if he understood, but he just glanced up at Zhang Wuji, nodded slightly expressionlessly, and continued to close his eyes and read his scriptures.

Zhang Wuji returned here, and Zhu Wenyu greeted him: "Master, why do you want to save that bastard from Bogle?" ”

Zhang Wuji frowned slightly and said: "Wen Yu, God has the virtue of a good life, and saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." Whether it is friend or foe, they are all human beings after all, and they cannot be saved in the face of death. Zhu Wenyu didn't dare to say another sentence, stuck out his tongue, and quietly walked away.

"Your master is like this, soft-hearted, always a woman's kindness, and no matter how much you suffer, you can't change it." Zhao Min next to him smiled slightly and whispered to Zhu Wenyu, but a smile appeared on his face.

Zhu Wenyu also smiled.

Xie Fei lay on the stage for a while, and finally breathed a little better, so he asked the desert to help him slowly walk down the steps to the altar, and returned to Zhu Wenyu and the others, and when he saw Zhang Wuji, he hugged his fist again: "Thank you Mr. Zhang for saving him!" It's just that because of weakness, this fist clenching is very weak.

"Gang Master Xie doesn't have to be like this, Zhang is just doing his best. Sha Shaoxia, help your master sit down. Zhang Wuji hurriedly replied.

"Yes." Desert agreed, hurriedly found a chair nearby, and carefully helped Xie Fei to sit down slowly.

The strange thing is that since Xie Fei and Bogle fought on the stage, Xie Fei breathed for a while on the stage, until Xie Fei returned here to greet Zhang Wuji, Chen Hanren of the Tianyi League did not make a sound, just watched coldly and did not speak. It wasn't until the desert helped Xie Fei sit down and poured another glass of water for the master, then he coughed a few times and said, "Sha Shaoxia......"

Desert turned around and was about to answer, but saw that the green-robed old man who had been sitting next to Bogle had stood on the altar at some point, saluting to the group of heroes, and muttering a few words in his mouth, but no one could understand a word.

The master said that his name was Buri Gude, which in Chinese means eagle. He was very grateful to Wuji for treating Bogle's injury, which was a fair match between the two sides, and he didn't want to say anything more if Bogle lost. It's just that Bogle is a royal prince, and if he is seriously injured, he is Bogle's master, and he must also have some explanations, and he wants to ask which master of our side to come to the stage to give advice. "It turned out that the old man in the green robe spoke Mongolian, except for Zhao Min, who was originally a Mongolian, I am afraid that most of the rest of the people could not understand what he said. Zhao Min translated the words of the green-robed old man one by one.

Although Xie Fei did not use the extremely fierce eighteen palms of dragon descent at the beginning, and Bogel made Xie Fei suffer a big loss by trickery and plotting, but in any case, with Bogel's real martial arts, he has definitely entered the realm of first-class masters, and almost reached the realm of martial arts of the heads of various sects in the Central Plains, and he can definitely be regarded as a few masters among the young generation. And this green-robed old man is still Bogle's master, so what is the extent of his martial arts?

Desert has been paying close attention to the movements of the Tianyi Alliance, but seeing that Chen Hanren didn't speak anymore, he just looked at the green-robed old man on the stage with a little surprise, Desert stared at Chen Hanren's expression carefully, and carefully observed for a long time, before confirming that this Chen Hanren must be able to understand Mongolian, because before Zhao Min spoke, as soon as Bu Rigude finished speaking, he didn't see anyone say it to him, so he was already slightly surprised, naturally he understood what Bu Rigude said, but he may also be very surprised by Bu Rigude's challenging move.

In Chen Hanren's opinion, he is not clear about the martial arts of the green-robed old man Burigude, but he knows the martial arts of Bogle, this green-robed old man can be Bogle's master, these days in the valley, Bogle is also very respectful to this green-robed old man, naturally it is impossible to be an idle person, there is such a master for his side to invite the Central Plains heroes to fight, Yu Tianyi League and him Chen Hanren is really beneficial and harmless, why not? Therefore, when he saw the green-robed old man Bu Rigude speak, Chen Hanren did not speak again, and let him salute and speak on the stage.

The desert couldn't understand Mongolian, and while listening to Zhao Min's translation of Burigude's words to the crowd, his heart was turning fast. Judging from Borgle's martial arts, Borgle's master is naturally a super-first-class master, Xie Fei and Borgle fought a defeat and both were injured, although it was caused by Borgle's deception, but it can also be seen that Xie Fei's martial arts are only slightly higher than Borgle's, Mu Yun, Tang Yanxiong and others and "Iron Hand Heavenly Dragon" Xie Fei's martial arts should not be far behind, and Mu Yun has also suffered internal injuries due to the matter of Mu Ling, Qingfeng is probably a little worse, thinking about it, in the Central Plains martial arts, I am afraid that the only person who can deal with Master Borgle is Nangong Wang, the master of the Nangong family, or the Tang Sect Master "Drifting Snow Fairy" Shen Yuanxue and the like, but unfortunately the two of them have left one after another after subduing Tang Yanchu and Nangong Zhi, and they have not shown up again, maybe they already feel that there should be no problem in controlling the situation on the Central Plains Martial Arts side, so they left first. In addition, I am afraid that only Zhu Wenyu is left, but Zhu Wenyu still has to leave his strength to deal with Chen Hanyi, a first-class master, if Zhu Wenyu is asked to deal with Chen Hanyi and Bu Rigude, the outcome will be even more unpredictable. At present, although there is still a Zhang Wuji, it is said that he is the number one master in the world that year, although he does not know anything about the fine desert of martial arts, but it is estimated that there should be no problem in dealing with Buri Gude, only Zhang Wuji is a master outside the world, after all, he has been in seclusion for a long time, and if he does not advance since the bitterness of martial arts, he will retreat, and he has lived in seclusion for so many years.

Zhu Wenyu obviously thought of this, and said in a low voice: "I'll go up, Chen Hanyi will talk about it later." "Let's just walk towards the stage.

Before Zhu Wenyu could take a step, Zhang Wuji and his wife were already walking towards the altar of the sacrifice.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Zhang Wuji and his wife actually come to the stage together, and they all looked at them in unison.

Seeing Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min coming to the stage, Zhang Wuji hugged his fists and said: "Just now, Bogel Bo Gongzi and Xie Gang Master competed, and the palm of the palm implied something poisonous, which was really not a bright act, so that both sides were injured, although Zhang Wuji had tried his best, but Bo Gongzi was too seriously injured, and Zhang was also powerless, but with the master's mind and bearing, he should also know that today's situation is just Bo Gongzi reaping the consequences of himself, and he can't complain about others." If the master wants to stand up for Bo Gongzi, he wants to persuade the master again, it is better to settle the grievance, and I hope the master will not go too far. If the master just wants to learn martial arts from the Central Plains martial arts, he is also willing to accompany the master through a few moves, and I hope that the master will give him advice. After Zhang Wuji finished speaking, Zhao Min muttered again, and everyone understood that Zhao Min came to the stage to be a translator.

After listening to Zhao Min's words, the green-robed old man Burigude bowed to Zhang Wuji and said in Mongolian: "In my early years, I heard the name of the Central Plains Ming Sect advocating Wuji, but I was fortunate to meet today. Sect Leader Zhang gave the disciple the hand of healing, and Burigude was grateful. Today, as Sect Leader Zhang said, you and I can learn a few tricks, and I hope that Sect Leader Zhang will not blame Bu Rigude for not knowing things. ”

Zhao Min naturally translated the words into Chinese and told Zhang Wuji, and the desert also told Zhu Wenyu, Tang Yanxiong and others the meaning of the words.

After listening to Zhao Min's words, Zhang Wuji stopped being wordy, and said, "In this case, please also ask the master to give advice." After taking a step back, Zhang Wuji was originally dressed very ordinary, and he looked like a rural private school teacher, not amazing, but when he stepped back, everyone suddenly felt that he was calm and relaxed, and the original worldly atmosphere was swept away, how could there be a shadow of Mr. Teaching? A complete martial arts master's demeanor.

Zhao Min didn't say much, walked away to the side, and stood quietly beside the two of them.

Naburigud slowly lowered his hands, his eyes slightly closed, and stood still.

The eyes of everyone in the audience also gathered on the two of them, and they were all silent, and the audience was silent.

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