The Eight Dragons Cultivation Platform is still as magnificent as before, the dragon body is surrounded by flames in the mouth, and a crisp sound comes out of the dragon's mouth, like a clear spring dripping from a mountain stream, which is very beautiful.

In the open space in front of the stage, an extremely powerful battle was also announced to end because of Yang Yan's serious injury.

As the victorious side, Fengli mercilessly humiliated the people in the middle reaches of the river, and the three river sections seemed to be safe and sound on weekdays, but in private there was constant friction, and once the opportunity was seized, it was the most slap in the face.

The flames that filled the audience had long since faded, and the venue had returned to its original clarity, and the core disciples who were standing in the three sects had different expressions.

First of all, the middle faction, that is, the crowd that Lin Xiu used to stand in front of, were all clenched with fists clenched at the moment, glaring angrily at the arrogant Fengli! These disciples were the centaurs of the middle reaches of the river, and the boss was injured in the hands of the other party, so they were always emotionally angry.

The disciples on both sides are sarcastic, looking at the disciples in the middle reaches of the river, their faces are full of disdain, one of them belongs to the downstream section led by Fengli, and the other side belongs to the upstream section, without Qi Hao, they do not have too much emotional downturn, on the contrary, there will be a subtle cunning between the movement of their eyes.

"Pony, don't be rash. When Mach was about to rush up, Yang Yan stretched out his weak hands and stopped him.

Passing through the red spear head, Yang Yan's shoulder blood arrow soared, and it was not easy to stabilize the injury a little, but between the movements of this arm, the wound was pulled again, and a large stream of blood couldn't stop coming out.

"Senior Brother Yang, don't move. At this time, Sheng Yue hurriedly stepped forward and helped Yang Yan.

And Ma He, who was about to burst out, couldn't help gritting his teeth, endured it, and shifted his gaze to Yang Yan's body, worried about the latter's injury.

Although they lost the competition, the hearts of the people in the middle reaches of the river are extraordinarily cohesive.

Lin Xiu, who came with the Holy Moon, glanced at the arrogant figure standing with his hands on one side, and then moved his gaze to Yang Yan's body, who was bleeding from his shoulder at this time, and his injuries were really serious.

The diffuse flames disappeared, and the results of the competition had appeared, but the atmosphere on the field seemed to be even more depressing.

Dressed in a light white dress, the crescent moon looked at Yang Yan, and the color of worry was hidden in it, Yang Yan's injury, and their entire middle reaches of the river were in an extremely bad situation.

"Senior Brother Yang, this is the Sanpin Pill Pill Healing Pill, you should take it quickly. When everyone was anxious about Yang Yan's injury, Lin Xiu walked out calmly.

Hearing this, several principals all looked at the black-clothed young man, and except for Mahe and Shengyue, everyone else frowned together.

Sanpin Pill is not a rock sugar gourd bought on the street, such a precious thing, how can ordinary people take it out, and besides, this disciple looks so unfamiliar, maybe it was sent by other river sections to make it bad.

"Sanpin Pill, the deception has deceived us!" There was a person in charge who was angry, and he saw him take a selfie with Lin Xiu when he stepped out of his palm and raised it.

Sheng Yue and Ma He, who were next to them, were in a hurry, and hurriedly spoke to stop them, but at this moment, Yang Yan, who was seriously injured, said weakly: "Old Huo, stop!"

is worthy of being the boss, even if he is injured, his words are the most deterrent, and after he stopped and blurted out, the disciple who stepped out immediately stopped.

"Senior Brother Yang, you" Yang Yan called the old fire disciple, stopped slapping out his palm, turned his head and asked.

Yang Yan, whose blood was still flowing from his shoulder, reluctantly waved his hand and said, "It's okay, since this young man is kind, how can I, Yang, be unreasonable." ”

When Lao Huo made a move before, he clearly saw this young man in black, smiling calmly and calmly, without the slightest panic, if this kind of person was really a troublemaker sent by other river sections, it was really too talented.

Yang Yan, who was pale, barely pulled out a smile, raised his arm with difficulty, and stretched out his hand to Lin Xiu.

Yang Yan was observing Lin Xiu, and Lin Xiu was not, but the current result made him very satisfied, seeing that the former stretched out his palm, Lin Xiu did not continue to hesitate, and took a step to bypass the cautious old fire and come directly to Yang Yan.

"Boy, if you can stabilize Senior Brother Yang's injury, then you are the benefactor of our disciples in the middle reaches of the river, if not, then get out of the way, otherwise I" The guy known as the old fire, obviously a fierce man, although he couldn't stop it, he still wanted to scare and scare the black-clothed young man, but before he could finish speaking, the short Mahe pulled his clothes next to him.

"Mrs. Ma, why do you want to tear my clothes!" is old and hot, and his temper is unusually hot, and he pokes his heart so straight when he opens his mouth.

At this time, Ma He's face was wry, but it seemed that he knew the temper of this old fire very well, and when he said Ma Pozi in the latter's mouth, he actually miraculously did not chatter and scolded.

With a wry smile and his head to Lao Huo's ear, Ma He whispered: "Don't say it, this young man is the concubine of the Holy Great Witch." ”

As if he was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Mach also gestured with his eyes, the hot-tempered old fire, although he was a rough man, but he didn't understand anything, at least he knew that he deeply understood the meaning of the witch.

"Ma Pozi, you are talking nonsense, this kid is thin, how can it be the concubine of the little witch!" Lao Huo seemed to have heard some joke, and his eyes moved towards the holy moon with a smile.

At this glance, Lao Huo was stunned, the delicate and beautiful face in the impression was actually cold and dense at the moment, and the crescent moon eyes were also cloudy and uncertain, that kind of murderous gaze, which made people dare not look directly at him.

"Mother-in-law Ma, this kid is really a little devil, he's the concubine of the Holy Moon. The hot-tempered old fire actually completely withered at this moment, and his fearless face began to twitch.

The title of the little witch is not only in the inner gate, but even in the circle of core disciples, it is also well-known. As long as he is a person in the Qi refining layer of the earth character, there is no one who does not know the existence of the Dao and the Holy Great Witch, and he is beautiful and incomprehensible, and he may have many crushes, but there is no doubt that no one dares to confess.

And right now, this kid in black is actually the concubine of the Holy Moon, so what he did before was not playing with fire?

"Lao Huo, you can do it yourself!" Throwing an apologetic look at Sheng Yue, Mach turned around and patted Lao Huo's arm, sympathetic and comforting.

The hot-tempered old fire, who was slapped by Mahe's palm, couldn't help but wake up with a cleverness, and immediately took off Mach with both hands, and said, "Ma Pozi, no, Brother Ma, you have to help me." ”

Looking at this guy who has nothing to say on weekdays, showing such a cowardly look, Mahe snickered in his heart, but his face was powerless, he pushed away Lao Huo's hands hard, and said helplessly: "Heaven is evil, there is something to do, self-inflicted, alas, it's still the same sentence, so let's do it ourselves." ”

After speaking, he didn't stay where he was, and walked sideways to the injured Yang Yan.