No one noticed that when the white light touched Yan Batian's body, on his right arm, a faint sword-shaped aura loomed, slowly absorbing the white light cleanly.

Soon after the white light disappeared, on Yan Batian's originally intact body, red blood continued to seep out from the surface of his body, and then continued to drip down like rain.

Under the broken clothes, several terrifying scars visible to the naked eye spread out like broken glass, almost all over his body, and at a glance, it seemed that he could faintly see the white bones of the forest.

Although he tried his best, Yan Batian was only a Qi cultivation stage cultivator after all, and he was hit by the white light, and he was still seriously injured.

The miserable and embarrassed appearance is daunting to show in the ring. But on Yan Batian's restored face, there seemed to be a faint smile of relief. He finally pulled Yan Feiyan back from the ghost gate at the last moment.

The ridicule in his eyes was gone, and in his place, there was a complete horror, Xiong Liehuang's incredible appearance, so that he no longer had the slightest bit of pride and arrogance before.

"His cultivation is only at the seventh level of Qi cultivation stage, and he has just advanced to the late stage of Qi cultivation, how can he be able to block this blow?"

Others don't know, but he Xiong Liehuang knows it clearly, the white light he released, even if it is a late-stage foundation building monk, it is impossible to easily resist it, let alone a Qi cultivation period monk?

"This son must not be allowed to remain in the world, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

With the thought in his heart, Xiong Liehuang wiped off his old face, and after the blow did not achieve the expected effect, he wanted to strike again.

In a panic, Li Xuyang finally flew into the ring, and he didn't care to look at the injuries of the little junior brother, so he blocked in front of their brother and sister first.

A talisman was slapped on his chest, and the talisman light shield around his body suddenly shone brightly, with his identity as the chief appraiser of the Purple Light City Auction House, his financial resources were naturally abundant, and at this critical juncture, he did not hesitate to use a valuable talisman defensive talisman.

Seeing that the opportunity was lost, Xiong Liehuang gritted his teeth unwillingly, "Li Xuyang, this kindness, I, Xiong Liehuang, have written down ......"

"Whoever dares to hurt my little junior brother - death!"

Li Xuyang's eyes showed a fierce light, and he was not at all timid because the opposite side was a late-stage foundation building monk who was several levels higher than himself.

The two Foundation Monks stared at each other in the ring, but neither of them attacked first.

Yan Batian, who was crumbling, finally couldn't support it anymore, and sat on the ground softly, feeling a soft body behind him hug him.

"Brother Deception!"

Yan Feiyan's heart-rending cry behind him was clearly heard in his ears.

"Yan'er, I once said that Brother Dafeng Lang will block it for you!"

The warm smile was as good as ever, Yan Batian didn't hold back in the end, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this moment, the Jindan period monk appeared in the sky above the fighting field, because there was a protective shield in the ring, the aftermath of the mana of the foundation building period monk's fighting method was completely blocked, and no one was accidentally injured, and it was not shrouded by the coercion of the Jindan period monk.

From beginning to end, the high-ranking Jindan period monk did not glance at the ring, and after a few short words, he disappeared into thin air.

It wasn't until Yan Nanyuan got into the ring and stood in front of Yan Batian's brother and sister that Li Xuyang relieved himself and immediately turned back to check Yan Batian's injuries.

Li Xuyang flashed beside Yan Batian, looking at his bloody and miserable appearance, he was shocked in his heart, where is there any hope of life when he is injured like this?

When his gaze moved to the immature face with a smile at the corner of his mouth, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, "What kind of freak is this little monster, who has been injured like this, and can still laugh! No wonder his mysterious master would take such a fancy to him." ”

Recalling the power of Xiong Liehuang's release of white light, and Yan Batian's earth-shattering block, Rao is Li Xuyang was well-informed, and he couldn't help but gasp. With the cultivation of the late stage of Qi training, daring to rely on a few defensive talismans to dare to take on the attack of a monk in the late stage of foundation building is really not something that ordinary monks can do.

"This ...... Crazy, crazy, how dare you mess around like this!" Li Xuyang's face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he scolded hoarsely.

"He's not dead, he hasn't even fainted yet, what kind of defense is this?" Thinking of this, Li Xuyang's heart suddenly became messy. However, although he was scolding, even Li Xuyang himself didn't realize that deep down, he actually had a little fear of the young man who was only a little more than ten years old and had just advanced to the late stage of qi cultivation.

Seeing that Yan Batian was seriously injured and almost dying, Xiong Liehuang's frowning brows slowly stretched, and he turned around and winked at Gu Leiming, who nodded knowingly.

After the two of them smiled, Xiong Liehuang turned around and glared fiercely at Yan Nanyuan, who was still protecting Yan Batian's brothers and sisters, and then took out a healing pill and fed it into the cherry mouth of Xiong Xiyue, who was lying motionless in the ring, and then carefully picked up Xiong Xiyue and slowly walked off the ring.

Seeing Xiong Liehuang get out of the ring, Li Xuyang breathed a sigh of relief, immediately took out a cyan pill, leaned over, and reached out to put the pill in his hand into Yan Batian's mouth.

"This is the Tongluo Quenching Pill, Master Li, this pill is so valuable......

Seeing the pill in Li Xuyang's hand, Yan Nanyuan only felt frightened, this is a healing pill that is very useful for monks in the foundation building period, it is very valuable, and it is still priceless, he wants to say that he refuses to take it for Yan Batian, but he can't say anything.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master Li, I'm here to write down your kindness for the dog!"

Sincerely bowing deeply, Yan Nanyuan said gratefully.

With a few swings of his backhand, Li Xuyang waited until Yan Batian sat down cross-legged, and then said: "He is my little junior brother, these are all as they should be......, Yan Patriarch doesn't have to be polite!

"Little junior brother?"

Yan Nanyuan didn't believe his ears a little, and his face was confused, when did this son of his have such a powerful senior brother, why didn't he know it at all?

"I can't say much about the reason, and I ask Patriarch Yan to forgive me!"

Li Xuyang said to Yan Nanyuan very respectfully, if he is Yan Batian's senior brother according to his seniority, he should be regarded as Yan Nanyuan's junior, so he naturally does not dare to hold it up.

"This ...... This...... , Master Li, you...... I ......"

Yan Nanyuan stammered and didn't know how to answer Li Xuyang, this was in the past, with Li Xuyang's status in Purple Light City, he was the patriarch of a second-rate family who had just entered Purple Light City, and it was too late to convince Li Xuyang, how could he let the other party talk to him so respectfully?