Wuyi picked up the man, and a supreme Yang Jiuyang True Qi was sent out from his palm, penetrated into the man's body, and stretched out his two fingers to seal the center of the man's body, Tianchi, Life Gate and other big points, so that the plot on the iron meteor could be controlled.

The ragged man only felt that the stagnant true qi in his body instantly dissolved, and a trace of warmth gushed out of the dry dantian, and his legs, which were already numb, gradually became clear, and he immediately said gratefully: "Thank you for saving me!"

Wu Yi looked serious and interrupted: "You don't have to thank me first, you are extremely injured and highly poisoned, which cannot be healed by manpower, I am just dredging the meridians for you and reducing some pain!" In the valley of Jiyou, Wu Yi and Zi Yan get along day and night, and they also know a little about some simple medical theories, he has already seen that the poison fed on the iron meteor is a mixture of snake venom and scorpion venom among the five poisons, and the poison is incomparable, if there is no antidote and I don't know what kind of poisonous snake and poisonous scorpion are prepared, the poisoned person will soon die of poison, and with the physical condition of this man, even if he is not poisoned, he will die of exhaustion soon after.

After the man listened to the truth, he didn't worry and smiled, as if he had already put life and death out of the way, and said lightly: "Little brother, I know my own situation, but I still want to thank you for helping me alleviate some pain" The man spoke angrily, as if he could fall down at any time.

The more than twenty silver-clothed people surrounded them, and when they saw this, they couldn't help but scold again: "Boy, you are tired of being crooked, dare to go against the people of our Xuanyin Sect?"

Wu Yi was stunned when he heard this, the Xuanyin Sect was no stranger to him, and he heard Zhou Changfeng mention it when he was in the valley, it was an evil sect, and Zhou Changfeng was seriously injured and fell off the cliff. He glanced at Zhou Changfeng not far away, and saw that he looked surprised, slightly angry, and looked directly at these silver-clothed men.

"Whoosh" was three more sounds that broke the air, and one of the silver-clothed men wanted to preemptively strike and take him down first, so he threw three more iron meteors at him.

Wuyi snorted coldly, and with a push and a push with his left hand, he lifted the ragged man from the ground, and gently landed beside Zhou Changfeng, and then grabbed it violently with his right hand, skillfully taking the three iron meteors, and then flicking forward, the three iron meteors flew straight upside down. Wu Yi secretly carried some Jiuyang True Qi between his hands, which can be described as huge, how can ordinary people fight against each other? Just listening to the miserable cry of "Ah!", the silver-clothed man who secretly attacked was hit through his palm by the iron meteor that flew back upside down, and blood burst out.

"Kill him!" The twenty or so silver-clothed men saw that their companions were wounded, and they all slashed at Wuyi with knives and axes.

"Jingle, clang, choke, sonorous" The sound of metal intersecting is endless, and the fire bursts out where the sword passes.

"I'm here!" said Memoryless with a grin.

The silver-clothed man hurriedly turned around when he heard this, only to find that Wu Yi had flashed behind them at some point. Everyone was amazed and looked at each other. To say that they attacked in unison, without any flaws, and almost blocked all the retreats, but the other party still easily avoided them, which made them unbelievable.

"Array!"

At the sound of an order, the silver-clothed people lined up, in groups of five, and folded them in an orderly manner.

"Interesting!" Wu Yi had never seen such a formation, and he was happy to see Hunting, and wanted to learn a lesson.

With a "whew", the figure flashed, and there were enemies attacking the left and right before and after the memory, swords, swords, axes, whips, guns and sticks overlapping and reciprocating. Dazzled by no memory, he simply closed his eyes, held his breath, and felt with his heart.

"It's coming!" Suddenly, Wuyi opened his eyes suddenly, but saw that less than a foot away, a figure attacked with a sword, Wuyi's body moved sideways, and soon reached out his right hand, grabbing the man with unmistakable accuracy.

"Huh, what's going on?" Wu Yi grabbed it and pounced into the air, and said strangely in his heart: "I obviously saw a person, how did I disappear out of thin air?" At this moment, Wu Yi suddenly had an alarm in his heart, he reacted extremely quickly, Jiuyang was really angry, turned around, raised his hand, and blocked a giant axe coming from behind.

Wu Yi palpitated for a while, and the secret path was so dangerous, if it wasn't for the Jiuyang True Qi Protector, no matter how fast he reacted, I was afraid that he would lose an arm. I thought: "I underestimated this group of weirdos, I didn't expect this formation to be so powerful, but I should be careful!"

Zhou Changfeng's face changed slightly, and he had already seen that the formation set up by the silver-clothed man was deduced according to the gossip of the five elements, alternating between virtual and real, which was unguardable. Although Wuyi's martial arts are amazing, after all, his knowledge is limited, and he doesn't know the method of the Five Elements Gossip, so I'm afraid that he will suffer a dark loss after a long time, but Zhou Changfeng has been thinking hard for a long time, and he can't think of any good way to break the formation, so he can only pray secretly for Wuyi. In fact, it's no wonder that he, the formation made by this silver-clothed man is indeed evolved according to the five elements of gossip, but the creator of this formation has softened the yin and yang technique in it, and there are several more changes, making the formation more complicated and complicated, the situation here is urgent, the time is limited, and he naturally can't come up with a way to break the formation.

When Wu Yi was in the formation for a long time, he still couldn't get in or out, and he couldn't occupy half of the corner of the silver-clothed man's clothes, but he was forced by them to be embarrassed, but he had Jiuyang True Qi to protect his body, and the silver-clothed man couldn't take him, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

After another moment, Wu Yi calmed down and thought to himself: "Since this array is virtual and real and unpredictable, why don't I use the eighteen palms of the dragon to fight the enemy? Thinking of this, Wu Yi's heart suddenly brightened, his anger sank into the dantian, his feet sank violently, the true qi danced around him, and the wind suddenly rose, and then he jumped into the sky, like a dragon out of the sea, soaring into the sky, and then Wu Yi flipped and slammed a palm downward. In an instant, the sound of the dragon's chant resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the true qi danced violently wherever the palm could reach, flying sand and stones.

"Is this ......?" the man couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this, the boss with his mouth open, looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, although Zhou Changfeng beside him had already seen the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon, but when he looked at it again, he still felt a burst of shock, looking at the power of this palm, how could mortals be able to resist it?

Sure enough, after a palm of no memory, the sound of "ouch, choking" rang out, and none of the more than 20 silver-clothed people were spared, all of them were shocked by the palm force and flew out, and some of them were close to each other, and they were directly torn apart by the strong palm wind, and the corpses were on the spot.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the silver-clothed men who survived immediately got up and limped away from this place.

After sending the silver-clothed man away, Wu Yi came to the ragged man's side and asked, "Who are you, why are they chasing you?" Zhou Changfeng was also extremely curious, why did the people of the Xuanyin Sect chase and kill a ragged beggar?

The ragged man said with difficulty: "I ...... I...... Be....... Stone....... Flying Tiger!"

Zhou Changfeng was startled, and rushed to say: "Shi Feihu, the leader of the beggar gang, Shi Feihu?" Zhou Changfeng, as the head of Xiaoyao Villa, still has heard of things on the rivers and lakes, even if some sects have not seen it, or have never dealt with it, but he still knows that although the status of the beggar gang in the rivers and lakes is not as good as the generation, there are many disciples, all over the north and south of the river, and they are also regarded as a hegemon, how can Zhou Changfeng not know?

The ragged man saw Zhou Changfeng asking, and nodded weakly, at this moment, he had a severe attack of poison in his body, and his injuries were serious, and he had become weak.

Zhou Changfeng asked again: "Gang Master Shi, what happened?Why did you fall so far?Why did the people of the Xuanyin Sect chase and kill you again?" Zhou Changfeng had too many questions in his heart, and he asked them all in one go, hoping that Shi Feihu could ask him to solve his doubts.

Shi Feihu didn't answer, but grabbed Wuyi's hand and said tremblingly: "Little ..... Small...... Brother, you ...... You..... Just now...... Envoy...... ...... That set of ....... Palm...... Law...... But....... It's called....... Descending Dragon....... Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon?" Shi Feihu's aura was disordered, and it became difficult to even speak, obviously to the point where he ran out of oil and dried up.

Wu Yi didn't want to hide it, and seeing that he could say the name of the palm technique he made, he secretly thought that he must know this set of palm techniques, so he replied truthfully: "Senior Shi, what I made is the eighteen palms of the dragon descending!"

Shi Feihu trembled after hearing this, he was extremely excited, and he actually laughed out loud and said, "Providence, providence, it is expected to revive the beggar gang...... Hopefully!" Because of his excitement, Shi Feihu coughed up another mouthful of blood, but called out in his mouth: "Hurry up...... Fast...... Help me....... Rise...... Come on!"

Wu Yi helped him up according to his words, only to see him reach out with difficulty, take out a crystal clear jade wrench finger from his ragged clothes and hand it to Wu Yi, and said, "Little ...... Small...... Brother, I'....... I....... Beg...... You thing, for ....... ..... for me ...... it Keep it safe and ....... in the future Give...... Send to"

Zhou Changfeng was startled, and rushed to say: "Shi Feihu, the leader of the beggar gang, Shi Feihu?" Zhou Changfeng, as the head of Xiaoyao Villa, still has heard of things on the rivers and lakes, even if some sects have not seen it, or have never dealt with it, but he still knows that although the status of the beggar gang in the rivers and lakes is not as good as the generation, there are many disciples, all over the north and south of the river, and they are also regarded as a hegemon, how can Zhou Changfeng not know?

The ragged man saw Zhou Changfeng asking, and nodded weakly, at this moment, he had a severe attack of poison in his body, and his injuries were serious, and he had become weak.

Zhou Changfeng asked again: "Gang Master Shi, what happened?Why did you fall so far?Why did the people of the Xuanyin Sect chase and kill you again?" Zhou Changfeng had too many questions in his heart, and he asked them all in one go, hoping that Shi Feihu could ask him to solve his doubts.