Chapter 182 Saving People

"Hmm! How can you speak here? What kind of bishop is really? He deserves to be a robber. The Fengyun Mercenary Regiment was not willing to show weakness. A middle-aged man about the same age as Fan Qingyun, but his face was full of potholes and sarcastic remarks.

The most taboo of the Ba Dao League is that others say that he was born as a robber, and the old man in cloth did not talk about 3721, but rushed to the middle-aged man with his palms.

"Oh, good come!" The middle-aged man was also unwilling to show weakness, raised his palms and rushed to the old man.

This middle-aged man was originally a middle-class martial artist, and the old man was also a first-class martial artist, but he had reached the late stage. Maybe the old man was too angry to draw with the middle-aged man for a while.

Tang Kun and Fan Qingyun suddenly surged up and fought with each other. There were shouts of killing outside Fengcheng, and the strength of both sides was similar, and they became deadlocked for a while.

In contrast, the soldiers on the wall looked at the battle below with a plain face and did not have much worry. Obviously, they have experienced a lot.

Generally, as long as there is no battle outside the city, no one will take care of the soldiers in the city.

At this time, Youfeng looked at an old man in his sixties. The old man's face was yellow and thin, like severe malnutrition, and his eyes were deeply concave, just like a zombie. Even the skin on his body is yellow, but at this time, he is the peak of a second-level martial artist.

When Youfeng saw the old man, his face was full of disdain, and he didn't even take out the sword he was wearing.

The old man's eyes were still very energetic. Naturally, he saw that the knife on Youfeng was just half a month, and he was slightly shocked, but the combat experience of more than ten years immediately made the old man return to normal.

Without saying anything, his palms rushed to the wind with unimaginable sharpness. The fast palms brought the sound of wind, which made people's hearts tighten.

"The elders of the Sword League are just like this. Let's see how I can destroy you today!" You Feng looked at the roaring palms and sarcastically.

Although his mouth said so, his hands did not relax and waved aura in the void. Suddenly, there seemed to be an airflow under his feet, and his body seemed to be a leaf, allowing the airflow to blow himself and approach the old man's palms.

Looking at the wandering wind and advancing, a trace of cruelty broke out in the old man's eyes, and he couldn't help speeding up again.

Zhao Tian saw that he couldn't shout well. What kind of person Youfeng is? After Zhao Tian's last match, he has already understood it. This will definitely not be Youfeng's practice, which is absolutely strange.

Sure enough, just as the old man's palms were about to approach the wind, the body of the wind was like leaves in the wind, and the wind suddenly changed. He bypassed the old man's palms from the side, and suddenly the old man's face was as earthy and more like a zombie.

But he did not give up, and his palms quickly withdrew and stood outside his body.

With a loud bang and palm contact, the wind only stepped back a few steps and did not suffer any harm, while the old man turned over and fell to the ground in the air, his face turned red, and spit out a mouthful of blood. Looking at Youfeng's eyes are full of hatred.

"Huh! Old man, you are so old that you still like to fight, but I also like it. Why don't you do two more tricks?" You Feng smiled as if nothing had happened just now.

When the old man heard You Feng's words, his eyes were suddenly full of anger. These words sounded more uncomfortable than killing himself in front of so many allies's disciples.

"What's wrong with the second elder?" Dong Yuan, who was beside him, quickly came up. Just now, with his strength, he could not produce such a battle at all, so he could only watch from the side.

"It's okay." The old man said angrily, staring at You Feng and said coldly, "Kid, I will fight with you to the end today."

After saying that, the old man's aura gathered crazily, forming a huge round photosphere around him. Even there was a black light in his hand.

I feel that the aura around me suddenly bursts. Moving, You Feng did not dare to be careless at this time, and had to show his own skills in the face of the desperateness of a great martial artist at the peak of the two poles.

The palms slowly pushed in front of the chest, just like Tai Chi, but the difference is that the aura around Youfeng also moved forward slowly along the Youfeng's hands. By the time the wind was completely pushed out, the aura in front of his palms had also been concentrated to a considerable extent.

Suddenly, Youfeng closed his eyes. After opening the next second, his whole pupil turned into a horrible blood red, staring at the aura before his palms.

Under the gaze of those strange pupils, a red light sank into the aura before the palms. Suddenly, the aura rolled, and the red reflected people, as if the whole city was filled with a fishy smell of blood.

Zhao Tian was also shocked. He didn't expect that Youfeng would have such a method. There is no vision in heaven and earth. Obviously, this is not a heavenly spiritual skill.

The old man didn't seem to notice anything. He just stared at the wind and wanted to eat the wind. Looking at the posture, he is obviously ready to fight with his own life.

Tang Kun, who was beside him, naturally saw it and quickly shouted at the old man, "Second Elder, come back quickly. His spiritual skills are not something you can resist."

"Lord, my life doesn't matter, but I don't want to be insulted when I die." There was a firm light in his eyes.

For a moment, Tang Kun didn't know what to say.

Fan Qingyun not only did not say anything, but also looked at the old man with admiration.

The sound of two consecutive collisions came out. The first sound was the old man stepping on the ground with his feet, and the second sound was the loud sound of the old man and the wandering wind against his palm.

Red light filled the whole sky in an instant, as if the whole world had turned red.

In this red sky, only a little white light is still shining his faint light.

After the red light disappeared, the two were ten feet apart, the corners of the wind's mouth overflowed with blood, and the clothes on their bodies were a little scattered, and even the eyes had to be a little slack. But he didn't look seriously injured.

In contrast, the old man's originally yellow skin has now become dry. His face is like a skeleton, standing quietly in place. If it hadn't been for a trace of human feelings in his eyes, he would have thought he was a dead man.

"Two Elders!" Suddenly, the group of disciples of the Sword League behind him rushed up.

At this moment, the swimming wind opposite moved and was a little slow. After a while, the swimming wind laughed loudly and said, "Old man, you still want to fight with me."

Zhao Tian has affirmed that Youfeng has nothing to do. Although he does not know what spiritual skill Youfeng has just used, it will never be so simple. Thinking of the Tianmo clan mentioned by Dong Yuan, he can't help but feel a sense of hatred in his heart.

"Let me have a look!"

The group of disciples of the Domineering Sword League who were surrounding the old man couldn't help looking back when they heard this sentence.

First, I was stunned, and then it was like seeing a savior.

"Brother Zhao Tian, you finally came back. I thought you were gone?" Dong Yuan walked to Zhao Tian with an excited face and said.

Zhao Tian smiled and said, "No, I just went to do something. I just returned to the Hakka restaurant, but I didn't see you. I heard that there are people fighting here. Who knows..."

"Alas! Brother Zhao Tian, the Fengyun Mercenary Corps bullied people too much. Dong Yuan said angrily.

"I saw it all." Zhao Tian nodded in a low voice.

"Dong Yuan, who is this?" Tang Kun, who was beside him, couldn't help asking curiously when he saw that Zhao Tian and Dong Yuan talked so well, and his men were very excited to see the teenager.

"Oh, alliance leader, this is the teenager I often mention to you. When the wind came last time, fortunately there was Brother Zhao Tian. Otherwise, I don't think we would have stood here so well today." Dong Yuan excitedly introduced to Tang Kun.

"Oh!" Tang Kun looked at Zhao Tian curiously and saw that Zhao Tian was just a teenager. He was probably much smaller than Youfeng. How could he fight with You Feng?

When Zhao Tian saw Tang Kun's eyes, he knew what Tang Kun was thinking, and ignored it and said, "Master Tang League, let me see this senior!"

"Have you studied medicine before?" Tang Kun asked with some surprise.

"I know a little." Zhao Tian said modestly.

Dong Yuan nodded to Tang Kun, who didn't say anything and made way.

Zhao Tian's golden aura sank into the old man's chest and slowly groped. The sweat on his face gradually flowed down, and his eyebrows frowned more and more tightly.

He took a deep breath: "Master Tang, all the meridians of this predecessor were disturbed by the wandering wind. As for the aura, it would have dried up long ago. If this predecessor hadn't left a pure aura when he attacked, it would have been..."

After hearing this, Tang Kun was also stunned. He didn't expect it to be so serious. This old man is the second elder of the Sword League, so it goes without saying that it plays a role.

asked in a low voice, "Can it be saved?"

"It can, but the probability is not high." Zhao Tian replied.

"What do you say?"

"I can restore the meridians and aura of this predecessor, but he has fallen into a deep coma. The absorption of aura requires an introduction. Only after he wakes up, the probability is high, otherwise..." Zhao Tian said solemnly.

Hearing Zhao Tian's words, Tang Kun also frowned.

"Also, I need a lot of medicinal materials, and I need to cooperate with the third-level Xiao Huan Dan to be sure." Zhao Tian said again while Tang Kun was thinking.

Tang Kun was not coquettish when he heard it. Dong Yuan can't be wrong with people. Since Dong Yuan trusts him so much, he will bet once: "Okay! Little brother, what medicinal materials do you need directly? We can raise enough even if we grab what we can't get.