Lin Feng came to the fighting battlefield very abruptly, because he didn't come up to challenge, but planned to treat the seriously injured and dying Su Musha.

"Brother Lin is from the Valley of the Medicine King of the Shu Kingdom, I have seen in an ancient book that it can be in the southern part of the Zichen Star, 97,000 miles away, and it can only be reached through the Ancient Teleportation Array!" Su Musha said in a faint voice.

"It's all hurt like this, and you're still showing off your knowledge, your scholar's sour and rotten aura is really strong enough!" Lin Feng smiled lightly and took his pulse.

"Brother Lin, can he still cure it?" Li Zhou asked cautiously, he was afraid that Lin Feng would shake his head, so even if he accidentally killed the friend he had just met, Su Musha's appearance might appear in his mind every time he dreamed back at midnight.

Lin Feng stared at him, and suddenly said, "Why didn't you take out Fang Tian's painting halberd from his wound, do you want to let his blood run out?"

When Li Zhou heard this, his heart trembled, and with a very fast "hula" sound, he pulled out Fang Tian's halberd.

Suddenly, Su Musha screamed, blood flowed out of the wound, although he was a bold person, he was also so hurt that he was about to shed tears.

"Brother Li, hurry up and infuse him with essence and blood energy, maybe there is still a glimmer of life. Lin Feng turned over his hand and took out three blood Bodhi spirit fruits that were as red as fire and crystal clear from the storage bag.

Lin Feng hurriedly fed the three Blood Bodhi Spirit Fruits into the mouth of the dying Su Musha, and then Li Zhou tried his best to continuously pour the majestic essence blood energy into Su Musha's body.

In order to save his friend, Li Zhou did whatever it took to save him, he didn't want to be angry about the accidental killing of his friend, and he regretted it for life.

Fortunately, Su Musha's own strength was very good, coupled with the healing elixir like the three Blood Bodhi Spirit Fruits, coupled with Li Zhou's majestic essence and blood energy assistance, his injuries gradually stabilized, and then recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Su Musha, who was originally seriously injured and dying, was saved by Lin Feng so quickly, and the fundamental reason was still on the blood Bodhi.

The tens of thousands of monks who watched the battle didn't know what to do, and they thought that Lin Feng was really a holy hand of medicine, and they admired it.

There is even a manager of the fighting battlefield who reported the matter to the island owner, and he has never encountered this kind of life-saving thing before.

You must know that the fighting battlefield on Miluo Island has always been a place of death and lifelessness, and once you dare to challenge the competition, you must be prepared to die.

After another moment, Su Musha's injuries were actually healed, this was a strange thing that the monks had never seen before, how could a person who had been stabbed with a transparent hole in his chest by Fang Tian's halberd be saved?

Even if it can be saved, this injury will never get better so quickly.

Although Su Musha's face was still a little pale, he could already stand up and said gratefully: "If you save each other with the help of the two brothers, you will have a place for me in the future, despite the squeak." I won't frown when I go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire. ”

"Really?" Li Zhou punched him in the shoulder.

Su Musha was beaten and coughed, and said with a wry smile: "I have seen people's hearts for a long time, I am not a white-eyed wolf who does not repay his kindness." Brother Li, don't be so heavy-handed, otherwise you will really kill the little brother by mistake. ”

Li Zhou spread his hands, indicating that he was a little innocent, and Lin Feng smiled widely.

Angry to sorrow, laughing to madness, this is the spirit of a bold man.

"Hey, are you three still competing, are you standing there and delaying other people's time?" the red-armored warrior, the host of the fighting battlefield, scolded angrily with his sword.

Li Zhou glanced at him, and said with a smile: "A clown who jumps off the beam and is defeated in the midst of it, and dares to bark in front of your grandfather?

The Red Armor Martial Artist was speechless for a while, his strength was in the early stage realm of the Seven Layers of Blood Condensation, even if he tried his best moves, there was still a big gap with Li Zhou.

As a native monk of Miluo Island who has been in a high position for a long time, he is still very self-aware and will never let himself suffer.

Qiang Zi calmed down the anger in his heart, and the red armor warrior nodded: "Very good, you actually dare to insult the host of the fighting battlefield." I don't have to do it, because you've got a lot to suffer. ”

Lin Feng really didn't want to show his strength in such a complicated and dangerous place as Miluo Island, after all, open guns were easy to dodge, and hidden arrows were difficult to prevent, if they were regarded as the target of calculations by others, it would be quite worrying.

So he took Su Mu, who had just recovered from a serious injury, to go down to the battlefield, and let Li Zhou continue to be the master of the battlefield.

After the battle just now, no one really dared to go up to challenge Li Zhou anymore, and they all went to the other five remaining areas to challenge.

Li Zhou helplessly spread his hands and meditated cross-legged there.

Until late at night, a bright moon hangs high in the gloomy sky, and the surrounding clouds are full of light.

The challenge in the other five remaining areas is also completely over, and there is still a master standing in each area.

These six people are the top six in this Miluo Island Fighting Battlefield, and the last four of the top ten are mixed, and there is a guy in the late stage of the six-fold blood coagulation who is the tenth.

Since the top six are competing in different regions, the rankings between them need to be divided into groups.

They were all loose cultivators, and after a dragon fight, Li Zhou actually won the first place.

The Jiuding Sect's team sent a representative of him to participate in this battle, if it weren't for Li Zhou's surging fighting spirit and couldn't help but participate in the battle, in fact, no one would have participated.

Because they came to Miluo Island this time to accomplish a more important thing, that is, to eradicate the rebels for the Male Tyrant, that is, the island owner Xiongwan.

This matter can be said to be extremely difficult and dangerous, and there is no clue yet.

You must know that there are many masters in Miluo Island, and once there is a head-on conflict, it will be difficult for the Jiuding Sect team to protect itself.

Therefore, we must outwit this matter, and we must never be able to defeat it.

If it is successful, the soul of the old fox can be allowed to leave Nie Renlong.

"Since Brother Li won the first place in this battle, doesn't the island owner want to present him with an award in person, I have a brilliant idea. Lin Feng smiled leisurely.

"Let's talk about Elder Ben. Xie Ling Tiandao.

"Come here. So Lin Feng quietly told Xie Lingtian about his strategy, and he didn't want other teammates to know about it, and this matter couldn't be leaked.

This year's battle is over, and the next start will not be until three months later, and the award ceremony is not in this battleground.

Ten consecutive victories, 100 consecutive victories, and the top ten masters were gathered together, and then led by the Red Armor Warrior, the host of the fighting battlefield, to the island lord's mansion on Miluo Island.

And Lin Feng and the people in their team were Li Zhou's first-place companions, and the situation of Lin Feng going to the battlefield to treat Su Musha was also reported to the island owner. They were all summoned to go together, as for what the island owner meant, all the people in the Jiuding Sect are smart people, of course they understand that the island owner wants to win over all the masters.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get the tiger?

So Xie Lingtian took his disciples and resolutely followed the team of the winners of the battle battlefield into the Island Lord's Mansion.

The so-called island lord's mansion on Miluo Island is not an ordinary mansion, but is built as grandly as a palace castle.

After entering the gate, you will see nearly 10,000 black-armored samurai training on an open field.

Although the blades they used were different, they were like cultivating the same mental secret book, and their qi was dark red, and they were ruthless, and they were full of anger.

Lin Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the black-armored warriors, but saw that the cultivation of each of them was not high, almost all of them were hovering around the fifth level of blood coagulation, and there were few monks who were six levels of blood coagulation.

However, they are all imposing, with a seasoned temperament that has experienced a hundred battles, tens of thousands of people are standing together, and that kind of rising fighting spirit is enough to destroy some medium-sized sects.

This is just the tip of the iceberg of the strength of our Miluo Island, and when you see the owner of the island later, you will have to admire it from the bottom of your heart. The Red Armor Samurai led the way and smiled proudly.

"Such a powerful formation is just the tip of the iceberg, who can you fool?" Lin Feng said in his heart.

The black-armored warriors didn't care about these foreign monks at all, and they trained on their own, as if they had no tools for thought, and only knew that Lu Dao would repeat the task in their hands over and over again.

I have to say that the owner of Miluo Island still has a complete set of methods in managing the island.