The cultivation of the guard battalion commander is not low, and judging from Wan Peng's estimate, it belongs to the middle stage of condensation. And among these prisoners, the highest level is only in the late stage of foundation building. Originally, the people who survived the Lingyun Sect had already dispersed their hearts, and many of them had been imprisoned for two or three days, and they were submissive, and the attitude of others about what was was was already very heavy.

When Wan Peng saw him coming, he was not afraid, and took a few steps forward, "What is nonsense? Everyone has everyone's right to speak, what you say is the truth, and what I say is nonsense? If I talk nonsense, why don't you treat my fellow disciples? You say I talk nonsense, and I also say that you fart." Oh no, you should use your ass to fart, but now you use your mouth, what is this called, this is called a smell leaking from the mouth. ”

Wan Peng didn't know where he came from, but with his temperament, he said it directly.

The battalion commander of the guard was stunned by what he said, but it was those people from the Lingyun Sect who were a little refreshed. What Wan Peng said is reasonable, and from any point of view, it seems to be impeccable.

After a while, there was a chorus of voices in the camp. The commander of the guard battalion obviously felt that the development of the shape shì was a little unfavorable, and he raised his voice a little louder, "Quiet!

Wan Peng took a deep breath and said indifferently, "I think you are also an official." Please tell your elders that we need medical care. If this is not achieved, no one will want to go near this camp again. ”

The guard battalion commander raised his eyebrows at this time, "Damn, who do you think you are, you are the uncle? Sue you, you are the uncle, I am the uncle's father, why should anyone want to get close, why? This camp is ours, you ...... your ass"

At this point, he stopped abruptly. Wan Peng was placing something on the ground, including the two brooms he was carrying on his back, and they were also put down and inserted on the ground.

"Let it go...... Fart, you say don't get close if you don't get close......" The guard battalion commander picked up his words again, but at this moment, suddenly a flower appeared in front of his eyes, and Wan Peng's sword was inserted into the ground without any stagnation, and with this action, an extremely cold and extremely strong aura was transmitted.

After this, suddenly an ice dragon appeared out of thin air, its body stretched upward, and the dragon head lowered its head, facing directly at the guard battalion commander.

The guard battalion commander shuddered and took two steps back. What is the situation? This dragon is not only lifelike in form, but also exudes a cold aura that goes straight to the bone marrow.

No one can resist this deterrence, no one!

But Psyllium was present at the time, and was also attracted by this ice dragon. Of course, he was not afraid of the ice dragon, but he gave the ice dragon a very high evaluation.

And now, how can a guard battalion commander resist such a direct face-to-face encounter with the ice dragon?

Under Wan Peng's envoy, the ice dragon opened his mouth and roared, his voice low and powerful. The chill of the roar caused the grass and trees on the ground near it to immediately freeze with a layer of hoarfrost. The battalion commander of the guard took a few steps back, pointed at Wan Peng, "You, you, you wait!"

The ice dragon roared again, and the air flow that spewed out directly pushed it to a stagger.

Ice dragons grew rapidly after they withdrew. Wan Peng also used up the spiritual power he had accumulated so far and entered it all, and the entire camp was currently surrounded by ice dragons. The guards were still on the perimeter, but no one dared to get any closer.

In addition to the ice dragon, there is also the order of psyllium. Psyllium knew that with Wan Peng's personality, he would never enter the camp so obediently. The reason why he came back without resisting must have been injured. However, people like Wan Peng will never leave themselves with some of the most basic life-saving methods. The ice dragon in front of him is at least one of his methods.

As for Wan Peng's request, he also thought about treating the injuries of other fellow disciples. It's not a good idea to imprison people like this without treatment.

Therefore, Wan Peng's move is equivalent to giving him a step down. As a result, some doctors and medicines were also sent to this concentration camp. It's just that the promised release of a few days has also been shelved. Of course, with medical treatment, the feelings of these people have also become calmer, including Wan Peng.

Leaving here, the situation faced by every Spirit Cloud cultivator will not be too good. And being secure here is not necessarily a bad thing. Of course, for yourself, this is not wanted.

He had to get out of here. Because, he is the culprit of the Crimson Moon. If they are brought back to Kunlun, it is difficult to say whether those high-level cultivators can find out.

For seven days in a row, Wan Peng spent all his wounds and cultivation in his tent. Since the last time he got the advanced Five Elements Spiritual Technique, Wan Peng's Water Condensation Technique and Zimu Technique have also been upgraded to a higher level, and the effect of restoring spiritual power and speeding up damage repair has also been greatly increased. In addition, after building the foundation, the speed of body recovery has also accelerated, and in fact, the current injury has been healed.

The cultivation of Zhou Tian has also improved a little. Faintly, there are signs of breaking through the three breaths. Liyang was also very silent during this time, occasionally saying a word or two, as if he was also trying to restore his strength. After all, before, in order to help Wan Peng absorb the power of Lei Sha, he also suffered a lot of injuries.

When you close your eyes, the Zimu Jue around you is like a mist enveloping Wanpeng. But it didn't take long for him to open his eyes.

It seems that there is an extremely weak spiritual power, through Zimu Jue, probing his body. The current Wan Peng, in addition to the micro-understanding of Zhou Tian's perception of the surroundings, is more thorough in his analysis of the fluctuations of spiritual power in his own formula.

No one has done this for seven days.

And in this camp, they are all survivors of the Lingyun Sect, guarded by the ice dragon, and the cultivators of Kunlun generally do not approach. Coupled with the fact that his own camp tent is inside, even if someone investigates, he should not go deep into his own method.

Unless, someone wants to use the guò method to determine the extent of their injuries!

But if it's a friend, why not ask for it? Then the most likely explanation is another. Some people want to be unfavorable to themselves, and at the same time they don't have enough strength and certainty!

Wan Peng pretended not to notice, closed his eyes again, and relied on his micro-knowledge to feel the changes around him.

There was probably a pillar of noon kung fu, and there was nothing unusual around. The spiritual power of the probe was still there, which made Wan Peng feel extremely uncomfortable as if he was being watched. Moreover, Wan Peng couldn't determine the location of this person at all, he concentrated all his energy on finding the source of this spiritual power, but because the spiritual power was too weak, and the spiritual power of various healing and cultivation in the camp was very disordered, he lost his trace after not chasing it far.

One cycle of Zimu Jue's healing has passed, and Wan Peng put away the exercises and slowly stood up. But at this stop, he immediately felt that something was wrong!

His body, especially his legs, was actually limp and lacklush, without the slightest strength! After shaking a few times, he grabbed a pillar on the side and barely fell.

There are quirks!

Retracting the tracking of that spiritual power and distributing his spiritual consciousness in the camp again, Wan Peng's heart is not good.

The air in the entire camp was filled with an extremely fine particle, which went in and out of the body with his breath. In the body, there are already such particles remaining.

It must be the weirdness of this thing! Wan Peng suddenly realized that he had fallen for the trick. That spiritual power may not really be probing itself, but attracting its own attention. If it weren't for this spiritual power, Wan Peng would have noticed the change in the air in the house. However, it was precisely because of this spiritual power that Wan Peng concentrated all his spiritual consciousness on it, causing this particle to move.

The feeling of self-powerlessness from above became heavier and heavier, including the eyelids, and they also drooped involuntarily. The speed of the aura in the body has decreased significantly, as if it has been delayed by something.

What's even more terrifying is that he felt that there was a person approaching his tent at a very fast speed!

Wan Peng quickly gathered the ice dragon, making it narrow the scope of protection, focusing on protecting the surroundings of his tent. However, due to the poor operation of his spiritual power, the ice dragon's movements were very slow, like a lazy bug.

The man had already reached the periphery of his tent, and at the same time, there was a strong killing intent and fluctuating spiritual power.

Definitely an enemy, an enemy who wants to kill himself!

Come to think of it, when he was in the mountains, Li Yuanshan killed thousands of friends with one sentence, which attracted dozens of people to come to assassinate, and there may be many who didn't make a move at all. And after the collapse of Lingyun Mountain, it is not impossible for this kind of person to survive one or two.

However, whether they were also injured, or because of the ice dragon's deterrence, they remained silent. Now, they are unleashed.

There is no direct conflict, first distract Wan Peng's attention, use a special poison to anesthetize Wan Peng, and then find a way to kill him, it can be seen how thorough these people's research on Wan Peng is! Not to mention, even Wan Peng's use of Zimu Jue at this time, they can grasp it so clearly!

The people outside the camp tent were holding a dagger at this moment, and from the northeast corner of the camp tent, they cut open the camp cloth and several soft pillars with a bang, and jumped into the camp tent. His nose was covered with rags, and he had a macarat filter in his mouth, apparently to prevent himself from being poisoned.

Wan Peng, who was poisoned, felt more powerless at this time, and was now leaning on the pillar and slowly sliding down.

"Wan Peng, today is your death!" The man muttered something, and his speech was slurred, but Wan Peng heard not a word. As the man stepped forward, the dagger in his hand also cut directly into Wan Peng's left neck!