The majestic medicinal power and the energy contained in it are extremely terrifying, like a long dragon, impacting the injuries in the body.

"Gaba, Gaba......"

The bones are rapidly recovering, making a series of sounds.

The severe pain caused by the reconnection of broken bones can be imagined.

Yebei sat cross-legged, absorbing the medicinal power, and did not say a word.

Beside Qing Lao, a middle-aged man in Tang costume saw this, his lips opened slightly, but he didn't say anything after all.

The preciousness of this elixir is self-evident.

Now that the young man in white has eaten, it is useless to say anything.

Such a change shocked everyone present.

One by one, their faces were full of surprise, and they were extremely puzzled, why Qing Lao suddenly took action to save this person.

"Elder Qing, what does this mean?"

Jiang Yuanyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke coldly.

Although it was an inquiry, it was difficult to hide the anger in the tone.

"I've saved this person." Qing Lao's face was unwavering, and he replied indifferently.

As soon as the words fell, everyone was even more confused.

Jiang Yuanyi's face turned pale when he heard this.

This young man in white killed his son, and this revenge is unsolvable!

"Elder Qing, it's not appropriate for you to do this."

Jiang Yuanyi smiled coldly, his eyes were full of coldness.

If it's something else, if you open your mouth, I may sell you a face.

Do you want to keep him in this matter?

Even if the king of heaven is here, it won't work!

What's more, in front of everyone, if this person is let go today, the Jiang family's face will be completely lost!

This man will die! No one can protect it!

Feeling Jiang Yuanyi's slowly released strength, it was obvious that he didn't plan to stop.

"What if I say, 'This man, it's my man?'

With a cold word, he floated around, and it was difficult to hide the sense of shock.

The words fell, and the surroundings fell silent for a moment.

One by one, frightened eyes moved back and forth between Jiang Yuanyi and Qing Lao.

Are the two going to fight today?

If that's the case, it's going to be a big deal.

At their level, once they make a move, it will be a battle of life and death.

As for Elder Qing saying that this person is his person? No one believes it at all.

Taking a step back, even if it is, Qing Lao has already made a move, so why wait until now?

The young man in white was almost killed, and who knew that this old man was the most protective of calves, and he provoked the people in his family, and there was absolutely no good fruit to eat.

It's just that everyone doesn't understand why this old man suddenly wants to protect this person.

Jiang Yuanyi's eyes were gloomy, and his eyelids kept beating.

"It seems that Qing Lao is determined to save this person today."

"In that case, then today, Jiang will learn a lesson!"

The voice fell, and around the body, a force was rapidly increasing.

Seeing this, the people hurriedly retreated.

It seems that this battle is inevitable.

"Father."

On the side, Jiang Hong covered his chest, obviously injured, handed over the blood-colored broadsword in his hand, and looked at the old man.

The other party came this time, and he did not carry a blade, and his father relied on this sword, so the victory rate naturally increased greatly.

Jiang Yuanyi did not hesitate at all, and took it directly.

The matter has come to this, there is no way back, take this opportunity, if you can kill Qing Lao, from now on, who dares to underestimate the Jiang family!

As soon as the sword was started, on the sword body, the light suddenly increased, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

This sword is called Biguang, which was originally owned by him Jiang Yuanyi, and was later passed on to Jiang Hong.

It was with this sword that he, Jiang Yuanyi, survived in the last war.

Qing Lao got up slowly, looked at Jiang Yuanyi calmly, and danced slowly in a blue-brown robe.

Beside him, the middle-aged man in Tang costume had a slight expression, and he knew that under his father's calm gaze, he had already moved with killing intent.

"Boy, I'll use your knife."

When the words fell, Qing Lao did not turn around, and stretched out one hand.

The North King Knife trembled twice and flew out directly.

Qing Lao held one hand on the handle of the knife, and there was some weight in his hand, and he couldn't help but slowly bow his head and stare at the blade.

In the battle just now, this knife can be intact, which is enough to show some qualities.

However, after starting at this moment, I clearly felt that the grade of this knife far exceeded my estimate.

"Good knives."

A look of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes.

The blade in his hand contains extremely heavy killing intentions.

It's a pity that the strength of this young man in white is a little weak, if it is stronger, with this blade, everyone present is afraid that no one can beat him, including himself!

The next moment, Qing Lao held the Beiwang Sword in his hand and stepped forward.

A robe without wind automatic.

"The sword is made of iron, because of the attachment and psychic, because of the heart, because of the blood and life, because of the non-thought and death, the art of the sword, lies in pranayama, holding the yuan and guarding the spirit of the spirit, reciprocating cycle, endless life......"

Speaking softly, it seems to be whispering, and it seems to be talking to Yebei.

The next moment, above the blade of the Northern King's sword, it was originally like a red flame, but it was visible to the naked eye that it was shrinking suddenly, to be precise, it was condensing.

On the side, the middle-aged face of the Tang costume changed greatly, and he couldn't help but exclaim!

"Father!"

He never expected that at this moment, his father was ready to use the exercises.

The people who survive here, whether they are families, sects, or casual cultivators, all have their own unique exercises.

Strength plus exercises is the capital for survival.

However, although the exercises used by their family are sharp, they are slightly different, and they rely on the blades used.

The blade used by the young man in white could not withstand his father's urging exercises.

Once this knife shatters, my father will inevitably suffer a lot of backlash.

At this moment, everyone present held their breath and stared, and their eyes were firmly locked on Qing Lao.

For so many years, they have rarely seen Qing Lao make a move, and they have never seen him use his exercises.

Jiang Yuanyi's gloomy face was solemn.

The next moment, the power under his feet rose into the air, and his right hand raised his broadsword horizontally, cutting a semicircular arc in the air.

The movement may seem slow, but it distorts the space around it.

Immediately after, the Nine Sword Shadows instantly appeared.

This trick has been shown by Jiang Hong just now, but at this moment, it is displayed from Jiang Yuanyi, and it is obviously several times stronger than Jiang Hong.

"Splitting the sword and exploring the sea, ninety-nine to one!"

With a deep shout, the nine sword shadows condensed into one, and the illusory sword shadows were three hundred meters long, pointing straight at the sky.

The people present looked at the huge sword shadow, and they could all feel the terrifying power emanating from it, and they were all shocked.

His Jiang Yuanyi's strength has now reached such an astonishing level.

These people didn't know that the reason why the Jiang family's strength had improved so quickly was all because of the Holy Beast's essence and blood.

The nourishment of hundreds of years of essence blood has forged a strong bloodline.

It can be seen that from ancient times to the present, why have the warriors in the world coveted the pigs.

Its flesh and blood, for a warrior, is a real great supplement.

In mid-air, Jiang Yuanyi's eyes were cold, and a mouthful of essence blood gushed out, and it was instantly thrown into the sword shadow.

The sword was flourishing, and in the shadow of the sword, a thin line of blood light was like a sword blade from bottom to top, up to a hundred meters above.

He knew who he was facing, and this blow would have to be used with all his might.

And, it's better to strike first!

"Lotus!!"

With a roar, a three-hundred-meter-tall sword shadow fell from the sky and fell with a bang!!