Although both of them were dragged into the quagmire at the same time, Xu Yao, as the party that held the initiative, was undoubtedly more beneficial to him. Feeling the pain in his chest, Xu Yao silently estimated his injury. Although the Heavenly Wolf Battle Armor is of extraordinary quality, although it can save oneself from facing the blade directly, there is no way to do this kind of sword qi through the scars of the body.

But after the weakening of the Heavenly Wolf Battle Armor, this level of injury is undoubtedly within Xu Yao's tolerance range for now. Feeling that Hu Mingchuan seemed to be a little impatient in the quagmire, Xu Yao's face was cold, and he urged his magic sword again and again.

In the quagmire on the other side, the autumn water in Hu Mingchuan's collarbone began to shine again, Hu Mingchuan took a deep breath, if he was intact, he would be able to rely on his own body to suppress it with another magic sword, but now it was just the end of a strong crossbow, and it would undoubtedly be extremely stupid to leave this magic sword that the other party could barely urge to move in his body.

Thinking like this in his heart, after the wound on Hu Mingchuan's collarbone squirmed for a while, the Qiushui Sword was squeezed out of the wound by it, and after slowly fading, it also disappeared into this quagmire. Feeling Qiushui's escape, Xu Yao didn't have any joy in his heart, without him, now his body was almost exhausted, even if Qiushui returned to his hands, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to make any strong sword moves.

However, the opponent's state is obviously not much better than his own, and he still has one last hand left, thinking of this, Xu Yao's gaze has gradually deepened. And Hu Mingchuan struggled and was vigilant in case Xu Yao made a move. But until he was about to break free from this quagmire, he didn't see Xu Yao show up to obstruct it.

At present, this swamp was obviously inspired by the talisman he had stepped on before, and Hu Mingchuan didn't believe that his opponent would be trapped in it. Moreover, Hu Mingchuan's heart was also full of doubts about how Xu Yao inspired the talisman. After the talisman is arranged, it undoubtedly needs to be stimulated by the monk, and he is entangled with it so far, it can be said that he is fighting for his life, and the opponent's every move is under his nose, if he sees the other party activating the talisman, it is impossible for him not to be defenseless.

After all, at the level of the two of them, the threat of instantaneous talismans is very small, and a talisman like the current one, which is obviously not low-level, requires a certain amount of time and means to excite it. And even if Xu Yao had arranged it before, how devastating it was to the venue of the collision of the true qi of the two of them just now, how could he, as one of the parties, not know that it could be said that the move of the two of them was enough to turn most of Xu Yao's previous talismans in the ring into a piece of waste paper.

When he thought of this, Hu Mingchuan's figure had just broken through the quagmire, as if he had suddenly thought of something, his face was pale, and he suddenly looked at the corner of the ring, only to see a silver-veined red blood longbow inserted in the ground, and its originally dim aura was already shining brightly, and a trace of hot breath continued to come from the bow, and the originally small cracks on the bow were also cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye, stealing wisps of orange light.

And the ground where its bow body was half-inserted did not know when the supernatural runes were connected with each other, and an extremely oppressive atmosphere gradually spread in the air. When Hu Mingchuan saw this, he didn't understand where the joints were, and his expression on his face changed unpredictably for a while, but he didn't have time to make other moves.

Feeling that the swamp he was in suddenly became extremely hot and faintly boiling, Xu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the disappearance of the other party's breath, Xu Yao slowly got out of this swamp made by the earth-based talisman that was about to boil.

After Xu Yao showed his figure in the ring with difficulty, he saw that the entire ring had been scorched black, and Hu Mingchuan had already lost his trace, Xu Yao looked around for a while, but frowned.

"It's worthy of being the son of that wolf, even at this point, his mind is still so cautious and calm. "I don't know when, a majestic man dressed in the robe of the Nine Python King has been standing in mid-air, Xu Yao saw this Weiyuan County King, his face suddenly looked clear, ignoring his injuries and bowed slightly, and he saluted, but the smile on Liu Qing, the king of Weiyuan County, became more and more smiling, "It seems that I don't need to say anything, since the wolf cub of the Hu family has been rescued, he naturally lost this game, the Hu family will not take this matter as a provocation in the future, and your injuries also need to be recuperated, so let me go."

Xu Yao had nothing to do, and after the King of Weiyuan County laughed, he waved his sleeves, and the two of them disappeared in place, leaving only the people in the Gongyuan with a long sigh. If it is said that before Xu Yao and Hu Mingchuan fought each other, a cadre and others still had the ambition to compete. But witnessing the life-and-death struggle between the two just now made most of the people present feel like frogs at the bottom of the well, and they were a little disheartened for a while.

At this time, Xu Yao, who had already arrived at the Weiyuan Palace, would not think about how the people in the Gongyuan Academy were doing, he was already naked and soaked in a vat of precious elixir secret liquid, and his body covered in bruises greedily absorbed the power of every precious elixir, and slowly repaired his body.

Feeling the more and more fit between his body and his own soul, Xu Yao had a faint understanding in his heart, but his mind jumped to the picture of fighting Hu Mingchuan before. Hu Mingchuan was undoubtedly one of the strongest opponents he had faced so far in his monastic career, and his own fight with him seemed uneventful, but every sword was unpredictable. was chased and killed by Bai Yiyu at the foot of Mengyang Mountain before, although he was also invincible. But one of them has been chased and intercepted by Xueyi and others before, and there are a lot of means.

Second, now that he is no longer what he used to be, after making great progress in his cultivation, he has the strong strength brought by the "Xuanhell Demon Sutra" and the sword dao supernatural power, in Xu Yao's own feelings, the threat of Hu Mingchuan is obviously greater.

Its means seem simple but it is actually difficult, what is more terrifying is its keen intuition, and his character is decisive and ruthless.

Rao is like this, Xu Yao also tried his best, and finally reached the situation of running out of oil and lamps, and finally let the other party get on the road with his body as bait. As for Xu Yao, he also expected it before he was rescued in the end, so he was not surprised when he saw the King of Weiyuan, and instantly thought about the beginning and end of the matter.

After all, Hu Mingchuan is the descendant of the Marquis of Weiyuan, even if he loses this game, there is not much possibility of taking his life for this, as for the Hu family, Xu Yao does not have much to worry about, and his eight major clans have been hereditary for more than a thousand years, and it is unlikely that he will not be trustworthy in this kind of matter.

Now that this matter has been recuperated from his injuries, it has been over, and what he needs to consider is his actions and plans after entering the Imperial City of Korea, and the means he has spent in this county city also need to find another time to supplement, after thinking for a long time, Xu Yao shook his head, and soon, except for the occasional churning of the boiling of the medicinal liquid in the room, it quickly fell into silence.