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For the one who escaped, they had no choice, this true martial artist had already escaped from Mo Qingyi's attack range, and at such a long distance, even Ye Feng was a little powerless, after all, the degree of a true martial artist was far faster than him, even if he added ** strength, it could only be comparable to a first-order true martial artist.

"Thanks, brother!"

After seeing that there was no trace of this true martial artist, Mo Qingyi turned to Ye Feng and thanked him solemnly.

However, when he looked at Ye Feng, there was a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

He can't see through Ye Feng at all now, to say that he still has the pride of a spirit before, but after seeing Ye Feng's appearance, he also feels quite bad in his heart, seven true martial artists, Ye Feng killed four, although there is a suspicion of tricks, but killing is killing, no matter how you kill it, it is strength.

A martial artist has killed more than him, this is simply an incredible thing, if Ye Feng was a powerful spirit master, he could still say the past, but now? Thinking about it, he felt a little bitter.

Fortunately for him, he invited Ye Feng to become a guest elder of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance early.

"Brother Mo is too polite! Let's go and see Senior Brother Ling!"

After hearing Ye Feng's words, Mo Qingyi's face sank, he arched his hand at Ye Feng, and hurriedly ran towards the injured man.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" Mo Qingyi came to the injured man's side, quickly helped the injured man, and asked anxiously.

"I can't die yet!"

After hearing Mo Qingyi's words, the injured man shook his head and said a little lonely.

Losing an arm, the road to the strong is at least half difficult, and it is even possible to stop here for life, so the man's mood is understandable.

Suddenly. The injured man saw Ye Feng, and immediately looked at Mo Qingyi and said, "By the way, junior brother, who is this brother?"

"Senior brother. Let me introduce to you, this is the brother I just recognized, Ye Feng, Brother Ye, don't look at Brother Ye is young, but his strength is definitely strong. Moreover, I have already invited him to be the guest elder of our Scattered Cultivation Alliance!Brother Ye is seventeen years old, and he has the strength of the peak of the ninth order!"

Hearing his senior brother's question, Mo Qingyi hurriedly opened his mouth to introduce Ye Feng.

It's just that when he talked about Ye Feng's age and strength, his face showed a hint of eccentricity.

To be honest, it was the first time he had seen such a fierce ninth-order martial artist, when he faced the King Kong Sword Pig. He knew that Ye Feng was very fierce, but he didn't expect it to be so fierce.

And after the injured man heard Mo Qingyi's introduction, it was even more so, the seventeen-year-old ninth-order martial artist was fine, although he belonged to that level of genius, he could still accept it.

It's just that when he thought of Ye Feng's combat power, he could only show a wry smile. I secretly said in my heart: "Sister, if this is also a ninth-order martial artist, the first-order true martial artist will die!"

He is also a first-order true martial artist, and he has powerful martial arts and exercises, and even he is a top genius, but he was injured desperately, and he only killed three true martial artists when he used secret methods.

And what about Ye Feng, he didn't directly kill four of them at all, which made him want to find a crack in the ground to get into when he heard that Ye Feng was only a ninth-order martial artist, and in vain he kept claiming to be a genius!

"Dude. This is my third senior brother 'Zhao Yi' and the core disciple of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance!"

"Brother Zhao.......!"

"Brother Ye!"

After Mo Qingyi's introduction, the two said hello.

"Brother, I'm going to take my brother back, my brother's injury is too serious, I can't delay it for too long!"

I saw the two of them say hello. Mo Qingyi said.

When Zhao Yi heard Mo Qingyi's words, a trace of bitterness appeared on his face, the impact of the broken arm on him was too great, and it was the right hand with a knife that was broken, which was definitely a heavy blow to him as a genius.

If it weren't for his cheerful personality, he would probably have the heart to seek death, after all, when you have a qiē and then lose it, this blow is not something that anyone can accept.

Ye Feng naturally saw the expression on Zhao Yi's face, his brows furrowed slightly, and he pondered.

The broken arm may be an inexplicable thing for this world, but for Ye Feng from the earth, it is not unsolvable, and it is not difficult to pick up the broken arm, not to mention that this world is rich in spiritual power and has various elixirs, so it can be said that the conditions are much better than the earth.

Attaching a severed arm on Earth is similar to a waste, and even too heavy objects cannot be lifted, and here it is not impossible to recover it, but it takes a long time.

"Brother Mo, Brother Zhao, is there any cure for this broken arm?"

After pondering for a while, Ye Feng asked the two.

He knew too little about this world, and he was afraid that if this world had a unique way to treat a broken arm, Zhao Yi would be delayed.

After hearing Ye Feng's words, although they were very puzzled, they both shook their heads.

The broken arm is reborn, and only zài is left in the legend, anyway, in reality, no one has heard of the two, in fact, even if there is, it is not something they can touch.

"I have a method here that can help Brother Zhao connect the broken arm, but this arm can't move too much for a few years, and even can't lift heavy objects!"

Seeing the two shaking their heads, Ye Feng said with a deep groan.

"What?"

"Really?"

Ye Feng's words fell, and Mo Qingyi and Zhao Yi suddenly exclaimed.

"How is this possible?"

The two of them were naturally full of disbelief, they were the core disciples of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and they knew a lot of things, but they had never heard that the severed limbs could be reconnected, which was simply an incredible thing.

"Old ...... Dude, are you telling the truth?"

After a while, Mo Qingyi reacted and asked.

He knew that Ye Feng was a pharmacist, but he also knew a lot of pharmacists, and even there were high-level medicine sects in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, but he had never heard of such a thing.

"Yes, but I'm only 80% sure!"

"Hiss......"

The two of them immediately believed it when they saw Ye Feng's confirmation, because Ye Feng had no reason to lie to them, but when they heard that Ye Feng was actually eighty percent sure, they couldn't help but gasp, and hurriedly said, "Brother, we are willing!"

"Brother Ye, if you can really catch my broken arm, my life will be yours!"

Mo Qingyi finished speaking. Zhao Yi pondered for a moment and said with a serious face.

For martial artists, cultivation is their life, and breaking an arm almost breaks eighty percent of their hopes, a high-flying genius. Being instantly knocked into a trough, such a blow is hard for people who have not experienced it firsthand.

Even if Zhao Yi goes back this time, he will withdraw from the core true inheritance disciple, for a person who has no hope, the alliance will not waste too much resources, even if it is their master's strength. It doesn't necessarily work, either.

And Ye Feng's words gave him hope.

Moreover, eighty percent of the certainty, this is an absolutely high certainty, they all know that even the alchemist is only three or four percent sure, not to mention the matter of breaking the arm. If it's true, don't say it's eighty percent, even if it's thirty percent, they're willing to try it, after all, there's no worse result than this.

"Brother Zhao laughed, Brother Mo and I hit it off at first sight, his senior brother, I will do my best!"

Heard Zhao Yi's words. Ye Feng hurriedly waved his hand and said.

"Thank you, brother!"

After hearing this, Mo Qingyi said to Ye Feng with a grateful face.

He was fortunate to have met Ye Feng at this time, and he also made friends with Ye Feng.

"Hurry up and treat it!, this kind of injury will be difficult to reconnect after an hour!" Ye Feng just nodded and said to the two of them.

"Brother, what do you have to prepare?"

"No, I've got it all here!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he helped Zhao Yi to sit down.

In a moment, Ye Feng took out a bunch of things from his ring, one of which was a box. There were also a bunch of bottles and jars, all of which Ye Feng brought with him when he came out, and the medicinal materials in those bottles and jars were refined by him along the way.

In eight months, more than a thousand herbs allowed him to combine countless kinds of medicines.

Even many medicines have added spirit grass. These spirit grasses were all collected by him when he was on the periphery.

As the holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine, Ye Feng's surgery is also excellent, in fact, surgery, Chinese medicine is the real originator, and it is also a kind of essence of Chinese medicine.

Half an hour later, Zhao Yi's arm was bandaged.

"Brother, is that all right?"

Mo Qingyi looked at Zhao Yi's bandaged arm and asked Ye Feng in surprise.

He watched Ye Feng's treatment with his own eyes, thinking that something magical would happen, but Ye Feng just took a needle and stitched it up there.

This made him wonder if he could connect the broken arm with just a needle and stitch it together, which made them a little incredulous.

"Okay, don't move this arm for the time being, don't force it for a few years"

Hearing Mo Qingyi's question, Ye Feng said with a smile on his face.

It can be said that this operation is very perfect, it is up to Ye Feng's imagination, originally such an operation could not be done in a few hours, but after coming to this world, Ye Feng's endurance, finger precision and hands have reached unimaginable levels.

In addition, the drug is surprisingly effective, so he saves a lot of trouble, otherwise if he does this kind of surgery in the field, the success rate can be 30%.

"Senior brother, I believe in Brother Ye, I feel a little feeling in my hands!"

Ye Feng's words fell, and Zhao Yi also spoke.

Just now he was really yàn, and now he has a little feeling in his hand, and just now, his fingers moved slightly.

Ye Feng nodded, he naturally knew that Zhao Yi would be fine in the end, even faster than the expected time, when he had just sutured, he had slightly injected some vital qi, so that he could add healing to his tendons and blood vessels, but it would not reveal anything.

"Senior brother, is it really? great..."

When Mo Qingyi heard this, he suddenly said with a look of surprise on his face.

"Brother, thank you......."

"Brother Ye, thank you, my words will always be valid!"

For a moment, the two of them bowed slightly to Ye Feng at the same time.

"Brother Mo, Brother Zhao, don't be like this!" Ye Feng hurriedly returned the salute.

"Brother, I'm going to send my senior brother back, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you to the trial here!"

After Mo Qingyi thanked Ye Feng, he pondered for a while and said.