Then he turned his gaze to a place, which was empty, but Jian Qing's evil eyes were sharp, as if he could see the origin of everything, and said in a deep voice: "Yan Chongtian, what do you want to do to hurt me?" ”

"Haha...... The owner of the sword village is really as wise as a torch, and he can't hide anything from you. The space suddenly distorted, and then the light flickered, revealing a middle-aged man.

"What do those two boys have to do with you, and why did you save them?" Jian Qingye stared at Yan Chongtian, his face slightly displeased.

"If it matters, can I still let you send out the last sword, it's just that the kid named Wu Hao can't die for the time being, he is the heart eye of the wood spirit power that I selected."

"Oh? Wood Spirit Power, that kid is a little weird, are you sure you want to use him? ”

"I don't bother with this, the owner of the village, you still have to find a way to get your share."

"Hey...... Even if there is five elements of spiritual power in that place, it is helpless to do without four powerhouses in the Divine Power Realm, but I don't know how many people the Yan Mansion Lord has found. ”

"There's only one person left, and when everything is ready, you'll be in that place for a while."

"Alone?" Jian Qingye smiled faintly and said, "This kind of thing must be done as soon as possible, otherwise there will be many dreams at night." ”

"Hehe......" Yan Chongtian strategized, as if everything was under control, and said with a smile: "So I plan to release this news, which will naturally attract some strong people at that time, and then the last person will think about it." ”

"That couldn't be better."

Yan Chongtian disappeared, Jian Qing Xie looked at the sky, and sneered: "I hope this decision will not be out of control, the gains outweigh the losses." ”

Jian Yi behind him stepped forward and said, "Master, what should you do with those two?" ”

"I have a sword in the dark maple, I have no anti-soul skills, and I will definitely die, as for Wu Hao's kid, I will give Yan Lao'er a thin face, and let him jump for two more days for the time being, and wait for the big array to break, and I will personally take a good look at what is wrong with that kid's body."

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Returning to the room with difficulty, Ming Feng couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the blood that fell on the ground instantly condensed into blood ice, and the cold air was overwhelming, chilling and piercing.

Reluctantly put the unconscious Wu Hao on the bed, and he couldn't help but fall to the side of the bed anymore.

At this moment, his originally handsome face became extremely pale, his eyebrows, lips, and even his long black hair were covered with white frost mist, and with every breath he exhaled, a thick white mist rose up.

Out of the left shoulder of the Ming Feng, there are blood stains, there is a blood hole, it looks shocking, the ice condensing blood sword penetrates through his left shoulder, at this moment there seems to be an extremely domineering cold energy in the body raging and destroying, the cold is too violent, even the flesh and bones can be frozen.

The cold air seemed to condense the flesh and blood of the whole body, and the whole body was cold to the bones.

Ming Feng's eyes were dim, languishing, and he endured the pain of the cold and ice raging, and after taking a pill with difficulty, he began to meditate and breathe, and the spiritual power in his body gradually repaired the injured injuries in the slow operation, and there was light shining on his body, and a little spiritual power converged towards Ming Feng, constantly entering his body.

And although Wu Hao is in a coma, the special nature of his body has long been long, even if he does not use spiritual power to heal his injuries, the speed of self-recovery is still not to be underestimated.

With the passage of time, the external injuries healed little by little and recovered as before, while the internal injuries were also stabilized step by step.

I don't know how long it took for Wu Hao to wake up, but at this moment, it was difficult to move his fingers, and he only felt as if his whole body was about to fall apart, his bones were shattered, his meridians were disordered, and the process of breaking and reorganizing was simply miserable and heartbreaking.

Is this a catastrophe that does not die? Wu Hao smiled bitterly in his heart, an hour had passed, and now he could finally open his eyes and know that he had returned to the big inn residence, who else but Ming Feng would bring him back here in a coma? Wu Hao had already thought of this in an instant, but what about others?

Wu Hao wanted to turn his head and scan the room, but it seemed that he had nowhere to exert his strength, and he couldn't move at all.

The powerhouse of the Divine Power Realm was really terrifying, even if his violent aura rose sharply at that time, and an unknown power burst out in his body, he was helpless.

Cao Jianren is not there, and the situation is unclear now, it seems that he can only rely on himself, Wu Hao spent three hours, and finally he can barely operate the spiritual power in his body, although it is very painful, and the spiritual power that can be mobilized is also very limited.

But after all, it is much better than relying on the body to recover on its own, with the healing effect of the wood spirit power, the recovery of the injury will be twice as effective with half the effort.

In this way, a day and a night passed, Wu Hao had the help of wood spiritual power, and it was really much faster, and now he was finally able to get up and sit cross-legged, but when he got up, he saw a person lying next to his bed, a person who could no longer be called a human.

Wu Hao looked at this thing that could only be regarded as a human silhouette in surprise, the ice was biting, like an ice sculpture, and he could vaguely see that there was a person frozen inside, and it was Ming Feng.

"...... Styx Feng" Wu Hao was taken aback, Styx Feng had been frozen at the moment, as if frozen in the ice stones, and a trace of cold mist rose up, making the entire room cold to the bone.

How could he know that at the last moment, the sword was originally shot at him, but it was forcibly blocked by Ming Feng, and he couldn't block it and hurt himself, and his life was hanging by a thread at this moment.

Wu Hao's heart was moved, and he couldn't say it, if it wasn't for himself, how could Ying Feng be like this, although he had known him for a short time, Wu Hao had already regarded him as a true brother.

However, Wu Hao himself can't move, and only by solving his own problems first can he further save Ming Feng.

For three days, Wu Hao sat cross-legged like an old monk, motionless, unable to even hear his breathing, if it weren't for the fluctuations of spiritual power on the leather surface, and the faint light shining brightly, I am afraid that some people would think that he was dead.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, Wu Hao's body was full of brilliance, like a bright golden light shining in the heavens and the earth, and a surging and powerful aura erupted from Wu Hao's body.

"I didn't expect a blessing in disguise, and I was going to break through." Feeling the powerful energy surging out of his body, Wu Hao was secretly happy in his heart, this was really a loss of horse, unexpected, that power was surging, like the rolling Yangtze River, like a surging river, the whole body was shining, brilliant and shining, and the majestic energy was like a river bursting its embankment, bursting out, making people palpitate.

Wu Hao's own residual injuries were also repaired and healed at an incomparably alarming speed in this vast energy, and it didn't take long for the injured body to recover in an instant, and the spiritual power in the sea of qi skyrocketed instantly, turning over the river and the sea like the waves of the angry sea, surging and surging.

The bright light converged in an instant, revealing a thin figure, the delicate face looked quite resolute, the eyes suddenly opened, two substantial essences projected out, and the seat in front of him instantly cracked and shattered.

Wu Hao let out a long breath and squeezed his fist hard, the crackling sound was endless, and he felt that every inch of his skin contained incomparably strong power, making him feel the urge to let go of the first battle.

Standing up suddenly, his palms waved, and the blazing fire spiritual power came out, the temperature of the entire room rose instantly, and Wu Hao's palms were like red-hot iron, and the raging spiritual power erupted on the ice sculpture.

Although Wu Hao couldn't emit fiery fire spiritual power in the air, now that he had been promoted to the late stage of the spiritual power realm, the spiritual power in his body was as vast as a spring, and it was not trivial.

As the temperature gets higher and higher, the ice sculpture also melts rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, half an hour has passed, and the body of the dark maple has become clearer and clearer, and the ice sculpture has gradually melted.

However, at this moment, Cao Jianren broke into the room, looking flustered, panting, and embarrassed, and with him was a young man with an arrogant expression, followed by a person.

The people in the back, Wu Hao and Cao Jianren, knew each other.

"Cao Jianren, where else can you run? There is a kind of you run again......" The young man looked contemptuous, his words were arrogant, his hands were on his chest, and he looked at Cao Jianren like a cat.

"Brother Wu, what are you doing? Big brother, I'm in danger now, hurry up and help. Cao Jianren shouted.

"Hey...... Are you poor in donkey skills, Wu Hao, Cao Jianren, do you say that this is a narrow road, God will not let you two go, let me be ashamed of the snow, today you both have to die, and no one can escape. "The voice is resentful and resentful, who will it be if it is not Yinjue?

Don't think about it, the young man standing at the front must be Chen Hong.