"Poof!"
Ye Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper.
He struggled to stand up, but felt that all the bones in his body were falling apart and he couldn't exert any strength.
In just one round, Ye Feng was seriously injured.
Is this the strength of a strong person in the Golden Core Realm?
The demon envoy's eyes were contemptuous, and he did not pursue the victory.
"Boy, how can you receive my five-power palm and not die?"
"However, your life ends here."
He slowly raised his hand, preparing to give Ye Feng the final blow.
At this moment, a clear voice sounded.
"Isn't it too embarrassing to bully the small with the big?"
The voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
A figure in white floated over.
He has a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.
A folding fan is gently swaying in the hand, with pictures of mountains and rivers painted on the fan, which is lifelike.
On the handle of the fan, a delicate pendant is constantly swaying, with the word "小" engraved on it.
"Xiao Wuhen." The demon envoy Zi frowned slightly and his eyes fell on Xiao Wuhen.
"When the road is rough, it is our duty as monks to draw our swords to help." Xiao Wuhen shook his folding fan lightly and smiled.
"Young man from the Xiao family, don't do this! You're also after the Star Stone, right? You'd better not get involved in today's matter." The demon envoy snorted coldly.
"Oh? Really? Then I really want to give it a try."
The two were tit for tat, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.
Xu Qianqing and Zhu Chen looked at each other, and a glimmer of hope flashed in their eyes.
"Why did someone snatch my leading role today...ahem..."
Ye Feng struggled to sit up, leaning against the tree trunk, staring at Xiao Wuhen.
"Xiao Wuhen, since you are looking for death, then I will help you!" A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of Zi Demon Envoy.
He roared angrily, and the blood surged from his body, as if the devil from hell had descended.
"Come on then." Xiao Wuhen's eyes suddenly became sharp.
Zi Demon Envoy was the first to take action. He swayed and turned into a bloody afterimage, rushing towards Xiao Wuhen.
Xiao Wuhen was unhurried. He tapped his toes on the ground and floated backwards lightly.
At the same time, the folding fan in his hand suddenly unfolded, and the mountain and river patterns on the fan suddenly came to life, exuding a powerful aura.
"Mountain and River Map, give it to me!"
The folding fan was waved, and invisible energy shot out.
Wherever the energy passed, the air made bursts of explosions.
Zi Mojiao's face changed slightly. He did not expect that Xiao Wuhen's first level golden elixir had such strength.
He did not dare to be careless, and quickly activated the spiritual power in his body to condense a bloody shield in front of him.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The force hit the bloody shield, making a dull sound.
The shield trembled violently, but it never broke.
"A little bit capable." The demon envoy sneered.
He made seals with his hands and muttered words.
The blood on his body became more and more intense, and the whole world was dyed red.
"Blood Devil's Palm!"
He roared angrily and struck out with a palm.
A huge bloody palm print appeared out of thin air, pressing towards Xiao Wuhen with the power of destroying the world.
Xiao Wuhen's face was solemn. He took a deep breath and pushed the spiritual power in his body to the extreme.
He waved the folding fan again, and the mountains and rivers pattern on the fan shone brightly.
A phantom of a mountain and river appeared in front of him, blocking the bloody palm prints.
"Boom!"
A loud noise was deafening.
The bloody palm prints and the phantoms of mountains and rivers shattered at the same time, turning into light spots all over the sky and dissipating.
Xiao Wuhen and Zi Moshi each took a few steps back, their faces a little pale.
With this attack, the two of them fought evenly.
"Good boy, you really have some tricks up your sleeve."
Zi Demon Envoy stared at Xiao Wuhen.
"Do you want to keep fighting?" Xiao Wuhen smiled slightly.
Xiao Wuhen walked to the crying child, squatted down, and picked up the star-shaped ornament on the ground.
"It turns out to be just an ordinary stone, these idiots from the Blood Demon Sect..."
There was a hint of disappointment in Xiao Wuhen's voice that could not be concealed.
He threw the stone on the ground.
The eyes fell on Ye Feng and the others.
"Send this child back."
His tone was light.
As if he was ordering his servants to do things.
His eyes stayed on Ye Feng, looking up and down.
It seems a bit unexpected.
"You are good at being able to catch the first-level golden elixir, Zi Lao Mo, with just one palm."
The corners of Xiao Wuhen's mouth raised slightly, his eyes full of playfulness.
The words have not yet finished.
He tapped the ground with his toes.
Rise into the sky.
In the blink of an eye.
It disappeared into the sky.
Only a faint fluctuation of spiritual power was left, slowly dissipating in the air.
"He is Xiao Wuhen! The genius of the Xiao family, a peerless genius with an innate mysterious spirit body. At such a young age, he is already in the Golden Core realm!"
Xu Qianqing's beautiful eyes were full of admiration.
"When will I be able to compete with him..." Zhu Chen sighed, with envy and loneliness in his tone.
"Xiao Wuhen?...Ahem..."
Ye Feng covered his chest, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his voice was hoarse.
Zhu Chen turned his gaze to Ye Feng and saw that Ye Feng's face was pale and his breath was disordered.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, you are seriously injured. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. My junior sister and I will place the child first, and you can go back to the inn to heal your injuries as soon as possible."
"Okay." Ye Feng nodded slightly.
After watching Zhu Chen and Xu Qianqing leave with the child, Ye Feng turned around and walked towards the inn.
Go back to the inn room.
Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the bed and began to exercise to heal his injuries.
Star power slowly flows through the body, repairing damaged meridians.
The pain gradually lessened and my breathing became smoother.
I started thinking in my mind.
Zhu Chen came to Qingshi Town to look for the Star Stone.
While searching for the star stone, the Blood Demon Cult tortured the townspeople to practice the Blood Demon Kung Fu.
This star stone...
The most important thing right now is healing and restoring strength.
"I don't know where Nangong Xue is now, how is the investigation going?"
Ye Feng whispered to himself, frowning.
At the fourth watch of the night, there was silence outside the window.
Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly.
After several hours of breathing adjustment, most of his injuries have recovered.
I got out of bed and stretched my muscles.
Suddenly, he caught a strange breath.
A weak spiritual power fluctuation came from outside the inn.
"It's really noisy tonight..."
Ye Feng made a haha and followed...
Qingshi Town.
A dark shadow shuttled through the night, furtively.
The black shadow exudes a faint black aura, obviously not an ordinary person.
Ye Feng hung far behind the black shadow, his breath completely restrained.
The black shadow came to a dilapidated courtyard and stopped.
He looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that no one was following him, he pushed the door open and entered.
In the courtyard, several men in black robes were already waiting.
Looking at their cultivation, they all have three or four levels of foundation building.
"How...how...are you...all...ready?"
The shadow asked in a low voice.
"Don't worry, everything is arranged."
One of the men in black robes replied.
"Tonight...we'll...send another group of people over. Be careful and don't make any mistakes."
The shadow warned.