The fire dragon and the sword mang collided together, and a earth-shaking sound spread from Wujiazhuang to all directions, and the beasts in the mountains and forests within a radius of ten miles fled in all directions, making a mess for a while. The rubble on the ancestral hall of the martial arts village was also lifted by the air waves.

Leaning in front, the lowly cultivator was knocked away as if he had been hit hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air. Wu Feihong hurriedly used his vitality to block in front of everyone in Wujiazhuang, and the fluctuation of his vitality almost made him uncontrollable.

And in the field, a terrifying giant pit appeared in front of everyone's eyes, after Zifeng and the boy completed the final blow, because of the core of the explosion in the depths, both of them were blown away, and they stopped at a distance of dozens of meters on the ground, and now both of them are lying on the ground, without moving.

For a while, everyone fell silent, not knowing what to do, no one thought that the battle between the two juniors would be so fierce. Now both of them are lying on the ground, and the winner is difficult to decide.

But Ping Yixiu obviously couldn't wait any longer, and shouted: "Bastard, don't stand up quickly." The people around him also shouted.

The people of Wujiazhuang are also uneasy and weak, 'Zifeng, brother, Zifeng, wake up'... There was a choked voice in his voice. The one who stands up first is undoubtedly the winner of this battle.

At this time, Zifeng was in pain everywhere all over his body, and his whole body did not obey the call, Zifeng heard the shouts of his family, the real voice, and he wanted to respond, but his mouth was open, but he couldn't speak. Zifeng gritted his teeth and tried to call on the vitality in his body, but found that the vitality had long been empty, without a cent.

There was no way, Zifeng moved his body little by little, panting, first the index finger moved, and slowly the middle finger, little finger... The whole palm of his hand could move, Zifeng kept working hard, he knew that every moment of his life was important to Wujiazhuang, time was flowing bit by bit, and Bai Yihan and Xin'er's tears had already soaked the clothes on their chests.

Finally, Zifeng's legs became conscious, Zifeng slowly bent his legs, and the time of a few breaths seemed to be stretched infinitely, becoming so thin and long.

Zifeng sat up with blood on his face, his arm was already a little twisted because of the support just now, Zifeng had no pain at the moment, when the pain exceeded the limit of his body, the pain could only make Zifeng more awake. Zifeng only cares about what parts of his body can still move, that's all.

The teenager on the other side also came to his senses and struggled to stand up.

Zifeng did not hesitate, leaned forward, his legs slowly bent over, and tried to stand up hard, but because his center of gravity leaned forward too much, he fell to the ground. There were no tears, no hesitation, Zifeng slowly raised his bloodstained face, and tried his best to give his mother, Xin'er and the people of Wujiazhuang a smile, a brilliant smile, telling you to rest assured.

The people of Wujiazhuang were silent, and the bandits on the opposite side also stopped shouting, this moment seemed to belong only to Zifeng, only to family affection, and nothing else.

Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief, twisted his arms, exerted his strength again, his legs were folded, trembling, and when Zifeng's arms were completely twisted, he stood still, his arms were already weakly hanging at his sides, swinging, like Zifeng's current body, shaking, but extremely firm, and stood up.

There was no cheering, his voice had long been drowned out by the sound of choking, Wu Tianjie was also teary-eyed at this time, how many years have passed, and his children and grandchildren have finally been able to stand up.

Wu Zifeng's eyes were half-narrowed, and although the young man was still struggling at this time, he still couldn't stand up. Zifeng still looked at Ping Yixiu, although the voice was subtle, it clearly reached the ears of everyone present: "I won, release people!"

Ping Yixiu was speechless for a while, looked back at his subordinates, all of them looked dejected, knew that the general trend had gone, shrugged his shoulders, and said indifferently: "This time, I will let you go first, you will see." After saying that, he turned around and left, and a group of people followed, but no one paid attention to the young man lying on the ground.

After that, there was a heart-rending cry, Bai Yihan couldn't hold back anymore, and rushed up like crazy, as well as Xin'er, Ziyan, and uncle...... Zifeng just stood still, and slowly fell to the ground, but this time he was very relieved, because he had already gone home, and the familiar footsteps of his family sounded in the distance, at this moment, it was so good.

Since yesterday, Bai Yihan and Xin'er have received almost all the people in Wujiazhuang, and everyone has come to see Zifeng's injuries one after another, and the mother and daughter are exhausted, but looking at the mountains of condolences in the lobby, they can't help but look at each other and smile again, this home was much colder before, Wu Feichen's stinky temper on his face is still good for Zifeng. However, Zifeng is lying in bed now, and he doesn't know when he will wake up.

Yesterday, when Wu Hai inspected Zifeng's injuries, he couldn't help but gasp, Zifeng's internal organs were hit hard, although it was not fatal, but it was very bearable, not to mention, all four limbs suffered from different degrees of fractures, especially both arms, from the wrist to the shoulder blade, there were 5 fractures, I really don't know how Zifeng stood up at that time.

Wu Tianjie had already ordered that the medicinal materials in Wujiazhuang's medicine storehouse, as long as they could heal Zifeng's injuries, should be taken out. In fact, there is no need for Old Man Wu to speak, Wu Feihong has already given the order.

And now, Wu Feihong is mixed with joy, happy that Zifeng has single-handedly helped Wujiazhuang relieve the crisis, and let him see Wujiazhuang's hope; worrying is that his son, Ziming, is actually like this, retreating in danger, is not the mentality that a strong man should have, is his own practice over the years wrong? Wu Feihong shook his head, and continued to be busy repairing the ancestral hall damaged in the fight.

As for Ziming, hiding in his room with a dull gaze, he didn't know what to think, Zimo was quietly accompanying him. "Brother, let's go out for a walk, it's not good for you to stay in the house all the time. Zimo proposed without malicious intent.

"Go out and let those people see my jokes, I, Wu Ziming, have no face to see people since then. Wu Ziming grabbed his hair with both hands and said painfully.

"Brother, if you can't even stand this, you can only be mediocre for a lifetime in the future, even if no one mocks you now, then sooner or later. Zimo looked at Ziming and scolded sharply.

Ziming was stunned, he never thought that his younger brother would speak to him like this, but he always had his brother's words in his mind, 'mediocre for a lifetime...', no, I don't want to, but, but, forget it, what should come will come after all, who let me always bully others before, is it wrong for me Wu Ziming to do it before? And I will also suffer the consequences of the previous today......

In this way, Ziming stayed in the room alone for a whole day, thinking about it for a long time, and a lot. After lingering for a long time before pushing open the door, a large piece of bright sunshine, Ziming squinted, shrank back a few steps, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked out, and the sunshine in Wujiazhuang was much brighter for a while.

"What do you think?" Wu Tianjie asked Wu Hai.

Wu Hai was looking at the ink knife used by Zifeng in his hand: "It's not simple, although the material is not very good, the main ingredient is ink iron, but its weight is indeed unprecedented, and it should be mainly used for training." But if you look closely, there are many mysterious lines on the knife body, which should be Fu Xiu's masterpiece. ”

"Yes, do you remember when Zifeng was fighting, more than a dozen talismans were thrown in the middle, it seems that Zifeng has been missing for a few days, and he has indeed had an adventure. Wu Tianjie stroked his beard and said, "However, there is a genius in my martial arts family, tsk, martial arts to generals, good guys, hahaha, go to Zifeng to have a look." ”

Wu Tianjie raised his feet and walked out, and Wu Hai also followed: "Don't you see your son going?"

Wu Hai smiled: "That kid has rough skin and thick meat, and he can't die." After saying that, both of them laughed and went out.

From a distance, there were a bunch of people standing at the door of Zifeng's house, noisy and noisy, Wu Tianjie frowned: "Okay, let's all disperse, wait for Zifeng to wake up, and then inform everyone, now Zifeng is recuperating, and the large number of people is not conducive to recuperation, so let's disperse, do whatever you have to do." When everyone heard this, they reluctantly dispersed, but there was a thin figure who sneaked in, how could Wu Tianjie not see it, and when he saw that it was Zi Yan's girl, he smiled bitterly and followed quickly.

Busy until now, seeing everyone leaving, Bai Yihan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Zi Yan and Wu Tianjie coming in, he hurriedly got up, and just about to greet him, Wu Tianjie waved his hand: "Go, take me to see Zifeng." With that, the group came to the bed of Zifeng.

Zifeng's complexion was obviously much better than yesterday, his complexion was ruddy like an ordinary person, and when Wu Hai investigated Zifeng's injury again, his face suddenly turned red, and his breath became hot. After carefully checking it again, in front of everyone's suspicious eyes, he said two words in a loud voice: "Okay." ”

"Okay, what's okay?" Wu Tianjie asked puzzled.

Wu Hai stiffened his head, although it was unbelievable, but Zifeng's body was indeed fine, and it seemed to be stronger, but he still explained: "Zifeng's injury has healed, and he should wake up after a while." ”

Wu Tianjie let out a nonchalant 'oh' and came back to his senses: "What?"

Bai Yihan, Xin'er, and Zi Yan are all overjoyed, "Really, Brother Zifeng is about to wake up, great." ”

Wu Tianjie looked at Wu Hai, he knew that Wu Hai never lied, but this was too incredible, yesterday's injury had to be recuperated for at least half a month, unless there was a top-grade pill or talisman, he would fully recover just by recuperation, and it was only one night. This, this, I don't know what to say Wu Hai looked at Wu Tianjie's inquiring gaze again and nodded.

As he was talking, Zifeng's hand was moved, and his closed eyes slowly opened, and what greeted him was a room full of relatives, mother, Xin'er, Ziyan...... Oh, and grandpa, and the second grandfather, Zifeng has been away from home for a month now, and now seeing that his relatives are there, a long-lost warmth lingers in his heart again......

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