A glimmer of light flashed in Abel's eyes, and without waiting for others to react, he directly picked up the holy sword that Olrich fell to the ground, and with a "whoosh" sound, a sword fell, and a fierce wind suddenly blew around.

"Click!" As the black holy sword he refined broke in two, Abel's face finally showed a faint hint of joy. That's right, a book that can't even be split by a holy sword can't be anything other than a nameless scroll. Besides, I personally hold the holy sword, there will be no fake, this time it is absolutely true.

Abel was pleasantly surprised, he suddenly seemed to remember something, his face changed, he looked at Wuqi with an apologetic face, and said softly: "Stinky boy, it seems that you are real." I've offended a lot this time, uncle. You're not angry, are you?"

Abel's words were very sincere, and even sounded a little whispered, but after he said this, Alonso and all the guards who had just arrived here were all dumbfounded in an instant, and even forgot the purpose of their arrival, Alonso almost forgot the constant sharp pain in his palm.

All of a sudden, the venue suddenly fell into silence, and the atmosphere was extremely strange. All the guards looked at the young man lying on the ground with an almost monstrous look, with only one breath left, unable to say anything, but at the same time there was a shocking wave in his heart.

If what Abel said to Wuqi was a joke deliberately made by an elder in order to coax the junior, it would not be an exaggeration to say this, and it would even make people feel that this uncle loved this junior very much. However, when the king faced the common people, it would be extremely strange.

Not to mention that Abel has another identity that everyone has to look up to, the peak powerhouse of the Holy Domain.

All cultivators in the Lanfa Continent regard the strong as their respect, and it is the dream of all cultivators to become strong. However, it is impossible for every cultivator who stands at the peak to not have a little temper, and after a lifetime of hard cultivation, he finally managed to get to that position, how could he easily put down the shelf.

Every super powerhouse who has become a master has their own temper, and they are all arrogant, let alone a powerhouse in the Holy Domain. Sword Saint Abel's words are really not at the right time, and they are not in line with his current identity, but only Abel himself and Wuqi know best what Abel said just now.

Very simple.

At the beginning, the sword saint Abel indiscriminately wanted to arrest Wuqi and his party and put them in prison, which was already theoretically untenable, and now his subordinates almost killed this kid and his companions, and Abel was completely at fault. If Wu Qi was angry and ignored himself because of this, then he would not be able to obtain the supreme cultivation technique in the Nameless Ancient Scroll no matter what.

At the peak level of cultivators, he Abel had stayed for too long. Although his life is much easier than that of Dou Shengugins, Abel can reach this state, and naturally he will not be an easily satisfied person.

He can despise power, he can ignore his identity, he can even abandon money, but he will not give up on the hint of strength, as long as he sees a glimmer of hope that he can improve, he will firmly grasp it, and will never let go.

This is Abel's character, although he is a king, but he only has a soft spot for strength, so he will talk to Wuqi, a young man with no identity and no status, regardless of his identity. Of course, in fact, there is another reason that he does have a good impression of Wuqi.

Not to mention the miracle that Wuqi had created when he was studying here, just now, he was able to tie with two master-level powerhouses with the strength of one person when his strength was only at the realm of an intermediate cultivator, and this kind of achievement could almost be described as unprecedented.

So Abel was very optimistic about Wuqi, and he also put down the shelf as soon as possible. Even if he kept hearing Olich's laughter, which was worse than crying, he didn't even look at it, he directly helped the seriously injured Wuqi up from the ground, shouted angrily at the stunned guards in the distance, and said, "Why don't you go and invite me the best doctor in the imperial city!"

As soon as these words came out, the group of guards who were still standing in place suddenly seemed to have a thunderbolt in their ears, and their bodies shook at the same time, their legs trembled, and their eyes immediately showed a look of extreme horror.

But after a while, as if they had suddenly remembered something, they suddenly stood straight, bowed respectfully to Abel, and left the hall like a flock of frightened birds, and went to the doctor.

But before leaving the palace, all the soldiers couldn't help but glance back at the young man who was held in his hand by His Majesty the Emperor, and although they didn't say a word, a lot of questions rose in their hearts in an instant.

Who the hell is he? How dare he call the king's majesty uncle?

Am I dazzled that this kid can't be the illegitimate son of His Majesty the King?

It's horrible. It's a good thing we didn't attack that kid in time, even His Majesty the King had to talk to him in this tone, if we had accidentally attacked just now, wouldn't it be now......

This is absolutely not true. I definitely have a fever, I need to go back to sleep and take some medicine. That's our King, Lord Swordmaster, how could he be so low-voiced to please a little kid. That's right. It's definitely just a dream.

Although a large number of guards did not believe what they had just seen, they were not yet confused. The order of the Sword Saint Abel was still clearly taken to heart, so the doctor was quickly brought to Wuqi by these guards. There were ten doctors in total, all dressed and of different ages. But all of them are experts in healing the injuries of cultivators.

It was only about ten minutes later, Wuqi recovered his spirit under the action of this group of doctors' tendons, bones and a series of drugs, but he only recovered a little bit of spirit, but for Wuqi, he was already very satisfied with the effect in the shortest possible time. Because with his current mental state, he was enough to perform medical skills and start saving himself.

However, Wuqi was not in a hurry to do this, but glared at the Sword Saint Abel angrily, and muttered, "I still specially completed the agreement between him and the uncle according to the master's instructions." As soon as I saw my uncle, he was inexplicably beaten and seriously injured, and my friend is now dying. If I hadn't had a good brain, I would have been arrested by you a long time ago. Uncle, you've gone too far!"

Seeing that the doctors had temporarily stabilized Wuqi's injury, Abel hurriedly waved his hand, and the doctors, whether old or young, immediately bowed respectfully one by one, and all of them obediently stepped aside, not daring to speak. Abel's brows suddenly furrowed, he glanced at the doctors in displeasure, and said angrily, "Didn't you hear what this young man said? Why don't you go and treat them?"

"Yes. The doctors were swept away by Abel's gaze, and their hearts suddenly trembled, and they were so frightened that they seemed to have no soul and walked around.

"Over there!" Abbot's face sank, and he pointed to the elven man lying on the ground in the distance with a painful expression, and then swiped his fingertips and pointed out outside the palace and said in a deep voice, "There is also a woman, outside." Hurry up and heal their injuries. ”

"Yes. With Abel's guidance, the doctors, who seemed to be headless flies scurrying around, finally found their target, divided into two teams and ran as fast as they could.

It wasn't until he saw that the team of doctors who stayed in the palace had come to the elven man to start the healing work, that Abel turned pale, looked at Wuqi with a smile, and said softly: "Little guy, uncle apologizes to you for what happened just now." You're going to be satisfied, aren't you?"

"You think I'm a three-year-old doll. I'm dying, and you're trying to fool me by finding a bunch of doctors to revive them. That's not going to work. Unless you promise me one condition, then I will forgive you. Wuqi said angrily.

"Okay. You say, what are the conditions, and I promise you. Abel smiled bitterly and nodded, now his thoughts are very simple, listening to Wuqi's words just now, he already understands what the other party's mouth is about fulfilling the agreement. Isn't it just to tell yourself the cultivation exercises in the nameless scroll?

Since there was a chance to take his strength to the next level, Abel naturally didn't care about anything else, so he agreed quickly and nodded almost without hesitation. ,

Wuqi didn't expect the other party to agree so quickly, he was a little stunned for a while, hesitated for a long time before suddenly changing his words, and said mischievously: "I'll ...... for the time being." Haven't figured it out yet. I'll tell you when I'm done. But uncle, you must tell me now why you want to arrest me when you first saw me. ”

Abel hesitated, he was thinking about whether he should tell Wuqi the true face of Sakai, but he was sorry for his conscience, so he finally thought about it for a while, sighed, and said, "I'll talk about this later." You heal your wounds first, and I'll tell you. ”

After speaking, he suddenly turned his head to look at the painful expressions on the faces of Alonso and Olich, and couldn't help but speak: "My two apprentices, should you let them go first?"

"Yes. But uncle, you take my severed arm first, quickly. As he spoke, Wuqi stretched out his finger and pointed to his left arm, which was still drenched in blood in the distance, and spoke.

Abel gave the broken arm to Wuqi for some reason, and he just wanted to ask. Now that his hands have been broken, what are you going to do with his broken arms? Who knows, but before he could say his words, he was dumbfounded by the strange actions made by Wuqi with a flick of his right hand.

I saw that the moment before Wuqi took his left arm, he suddenly recited an obscure incantation in his mouth, and at the same time, the entire palm of his hand was covered by a palm-sized white cloud with a flick of his right hand, and then, in Abel's curious and puzzled gaze, he took the broken arm. After slowly aiming the incision of the severed arm at the wound on the left shoulder, the right hand gently touched the wound at the same time, and a miracle happened in an instant.

The wound, which had been broken into two and covered with blood, turned into nothingness at the same time under the white cloud in Wuqi's right palm, and at a glance, not only could there be no trace of the cut off here, but even the color of the skin from the incision did not have a trace of difference.

Moreover, an even more incredible scene is still to come, with the sudden connection of Wuqi's left arm, he actually opened his mouth to spit out a string of obscure spells, even his left palm was able to move as flexibly as his right palm, and at the same time, Abel also saw a white cloud appear above Wuqi's left palm.

In the next five minutes, after Wu Qi wiped the fatal wounds all over his body with the white clouds in the palm of his hand, the scene of repairing the wounds as good as ever appeared frequently.

When a few minutes later, Wuqi had suddenly recovered from a dying man with countless wounds all over his body to a normal person who was full of energy and could not see a single wound on his body, Abel only felt as if a thunderbolt had suddenly fallen in his mind, and in an instant, his whole person was completely stunned on the spot.

As if the guards were looking at him blankly just now, his eyes looked directly at the unusually bright smile on Wuqi's face, and he couldn't say a word. It was as if the ears had lost their sense of hearing in an instant, and they couldn't hear anything, only their own heartbeat and the question marks that kept popping up in my heart like blisters.

This...... What kind of exercise is !! incredible!