Who said I practiced the exercises incorrectly?

Chapter 135 I think it's time for me to devote myself to Xiao Yuanmen! (Please give me monthly tickets)
"Tick."

"Tick."

……

Blood dripped down, quickly forming a small puddle on the ground.

The torn pieces of clothing drifted in the wind, fell into it, and were quickly soaked.

But the owner of the clothes was covered with wounds at this moment.

The muscular upper body and strong thighs looked as if they had been cut by thousands of sharp blades, revealing countless long and thin cracks of varying depths.

The muscles on both sides of the crack rolled up, and the tight veins could be vaguely seen.

From time to time, blood oozed out, quickly coagulated and dripped.

In the blink of an eye, his entire body was dyed blood red.

This appearance is extremely miserable.

Anyone who saw it would feel that Xi Chongjing had suffered a severe blow.

But Ning Yan's brows were tightly furrowed.

Because the effect of this punch was much worse than he had imagined.

On the way here, in order to prevent any accidents, he used his mental power to condense an image of a formless goddess in advance, and shrunk it down and hid it in his sleeves. He used his mental power to nourish it from time to time while trying his best to restore his own mind.

Even now, his mind has only recovered to one-third of its normal state.

And the formless goddess in his sleeve is almost comparable to his mental reserves at his peak.

So, knowing that the person on the opposite side was stronger than expected and that ordinary attacks would not even be able to break through his defense.

Ning Yan immediately used his most powerful move at the moment -

【Wu Xiang Kun Yun】.

This is a move that combines the [Formless Goddess] with the [Kun Yun Fist].

Under normal circumstances, he could only consume one third of his mental power at a time when activating the Kun Yun Fist. This was not only because the Kun Yun Fist itself had limitations, but also because if he mobilized too much mental power, he would easily exhaust his mental power and die.

The balance is difficult to grasp, especially when in an over-limit state, so he has to be cautious.

However, there are fewer concerns when using the Formless Goddess to activate the Kun Yun Fist.

Because the Formless Goddess was condensed by the power of her mind and was not a real living being, it didn't matter even if it was completely exhausted. At worst, she could just condense another one next time.

Drain the energy of the Formless Goddess at once and use it to perform the Kun Yun Fist. Theoretically speaking, the power of this move can be three times that of an ordinary Kun Yun Fist!
Ordinary Kun Yun Fist can severely damage ordinary violent Qi.

Not to mention the Wuxiang Kunyun with three times the power. Logically speaking, even the experienced Baoqi would be seriously injured on the spot.

On the other hand, the guy on the opposite side was indeed successfully broken by him, and he did suffer injuries that looked very serious.

But that's all it looks like.

Ning Yan keenly realized that this punch did not hurt the opponent's foundation and could only be considered a minor injury at most.

If combined with his extremely formidable physique, this injury wouldn't even affect his subsequent battle.

"What the fuck?"

"Where did this kid come from? How can he be so strong?"

"Just this physique alone is almost comparable to the first level of the Dragon Realm."

"And that weird damage reduction technique has reduced Wuxiang Kunyun's power by at least 30%."

Ning Yan looked at Xi Chongjing opposite him and felt that the situation was extremely difficult for a moment.

Xi Chongjing used his vital energy to quickly regulate his tendons and veins and tighten the wounds on his body. The many cracks that looked extremely scary were closed in the blink of an eye, leaving only cracks that looked like they were drawn with a brush. If it weren't for the blood all over his body, one would think he was unharmed.

But this easily treated external injury was far less than the severe psychological trauma he suffered.

It has been a long time since he started practicing the "Mysterious Art of Avoiding Disasters" and he hasn't been injured like this.

The Mysterious Art of Avoiding Disasters was exactly the technique he got from the Taoist Priest Banshan.

This martial art can lead directly to the state of strength. It is difficult to practice at first, but the progress will be faster as you practice further. It can even help in crossing certain levels. It is undoubtedly an extremely superior martial art.

The most important thing is that practicing this technique will bring additional benefits, which is avoiding disasters.

The so-called disaster actually refers to all kinds of harm suffered from the outside world, including being attacked by others.

In order to avoid disasters, this technique will give practitioners two additional effects. The first is damage reduction. Any external damage will be reduced to a corresponding degree. The more advanced the technique is, the greater the damage reduction. Theoretically speaking, if the technique is practiced to perfection, it can reduce normal attack damage by about 50%.

Now he has cultivated to the point where he has reduced it by 30%, which can be said to be a very profound study.

In addition to reducing damage, the second function of avoiding disaster is to condense the "Disaster-Substitute Fruit".

The so-called "Replacement Fruit" is actually a unique organ formed inside the body, formed by the condensation of massive amounts of blood, qi and vital energy.

It took Xi Chongjing nearly three months just to condense this organ. During this time, he consumed a large amount of beast meat and consumed countless vital energy. He finally condensed it with great difficulty.

And after it condenses, its effect can only be described as terrifying.

All damage caused by external attacks, after damage reduction, will be directed into this organ and borne by it.

Basically, after a high-intensity battle, he can remain unscathed.

In the past, during his retreat, he had quietly gone out many times and fought with some violent sects such as the Taotie Sect and the Kurong Village.

Ordinary senior warriors are no match for him.

Even at the peak of his rage, it is often difficult to break his defense without using powerful moves.

This made Xi Chongjing extremely ambitious, and he believed that he was naturally invincible at the peak of his rage.

And today's fight with Wu Xuantian has further deepened this impression.

Even though he ridiculed Wu Xuantian in various ways, he knew that this guy's talent in cultivation was definitely not inferior to his.

It was even because his mind was wandering and he had difficulty concentrating on his practice that the other party's talent for practice was slightly better than his.

As a result, even such a talented junior brother Wu, who had been in the violent state longer than him, was beaten and fled by him today.

Everything was going so smoothly.

Obviously everything was just as he wanted.

But suddenly a young boy showed up on the way.

Just relying on the peak state of Qi Gathering, he was able to fight with him.

In the end, I even fucking broke his defense!!

It is hard to imagine the shock and shame Xi Chongjing felt at this moment.

This shows that the attack power exerted by the opponent at that time has exceeded the carrying limit of the Jiejie Fruit.

Although he knew in his heart that this was related to the fierce battle he had previously experienced with Wu Xuantian, which had caused a huge consumption of the Disaster Fruit.

But no matter how much he consumes, he cannot hide the fact that the other party is at the peak of Qi Gathering.

Just the peak of Qi gathering!
Not the peak of anger.

It's not even rage.

As a result, he broke his defense!
He used the "Kun Yun Fist" which he was very familiar with.

It's not like he hasn't practiced "Kun Yun Fist" before, but there's no way he could unleash such powerful power!

It is absolutely impossible even in an over-limit state!

The only reasonable explanation is that the other party must have practiced extremely advanced mysterious skills, which greatly increased the power of "Kun Yun Fist".

"The Divine Power of the Eight Internal Organs and Nine Lungs"!
It is definitely the "Eight Internal Organs and Nine Viscera Mixed Yuan Divine Art"!
Xi Chongjing's eyes were bloodshot and he was extremely furious.

Yuan Tianhuan, I have been with you for nearly twenty years. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are my biological son.

In the end, you didn't teach me the magic skills, but taught them to this kid who came later!

What kind of master are you?!
Xi Chongjing's blood rushed to his head and he roared as he rushed towards Ning Yan opposite him.

"Do you think you're the only one who knows the Kun Yun Fist?!"

"Die to me!"

The air around him vibrated instantly, and a violent fist force suddenly condensed, and with Xi Chongjing's critical punch, it shot out violently.

Ning Yan's face suddenly changed color, and he immediately summoned the only remaining mental power and unleashed the Kun Yun Fist in a super-limit state.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud explosion, Ning Yan flew backwards.

Although he had already exerted the maximum power of Kun Yun Fist, Xi Chongjing was a veteran martial artist after all, and he had practiced Kun Yun Fist many years ago and had a good understanding of it, so he was suppressed on the spot for a moment.

Seeing that Ning Yan also had a lot of injuries due to the impact of Kun Yun Fist, Xi Chongjing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly.

After all, it's just gathering energy. No matter how much your physique is strengthened, it can never compare to violent energy.

Two more punches like this would kill this talented junior brother directly.

"Blood essence transformation technique!"

The smile on Xi Chongjing's face suddenly froze.

I saw that the many external injuries on Ning Yan's body began to heal quickly, and some minor wounds began to scab over. The speed of recovery was even faster and better than his!
what!

What did he see!

How come this guy even has a recovery technique? !

"Yuan Tianhuan, how can you be so biased?!"

Xi Chongjing roared and rushed forward, and his attack was extremely violent for a while.

Faced with this terrifying and powerful attack, Ning Yan could only try his best to mobilize the vital energy in his body, sometimes using the Twelve Turns of Burning Combination, and sometimes using the August 8th Enemy Transmission Technique.

Fortunately, his physical skills have been greatly improved, and every time he encounters an attack that is difficult to withstand, he can narrowly avoid it. However, this is definitely not a solution, as the tolerance rate is too low, and once a mistake is made, everything will be lost.

Ning Yan's mind was working at a very fast pace, thinking about how to break the impasse.

But this time the opponent is obviously not so easy to deal with.

He tried several different fighting styles and used many martial arts, but was still unable to match the opponent.

This guy is definitely stronger than an ordinary senior violent warrior.

It can even rival the mindless human puppet deep in the inner realm.

What's more, the other party also has normal intelligence, which makes him feel even more uncomfortable.

Just as Ning Yan was about to use the Goddess of No Form to interfere with him, a loud shout suddenly came from the side:
"Junior brother, leave the rest to me!"

Before he finished his words, Wu Xuantian had already rushed forward and grabbed Xi Chongjing on the spot.

Ning Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Without saying a word, he immediately stepped aside and sat down, took the pill that Zhu Kexin handed over and began to heal his wounds, then took out some dried meat from the bag, swallowed it in big mouthfuls, and refined it on the spot.

With such rapid nourishment, his injuries began to recover quickly, and his almost exhausted vital energy was continuously generated.

While recovering, he stared at Xi Chongjing on the field without blinking.

After a series of battles, this man also consumed a lot of his energy, and his momentum declined a lot. Now using the Eye of Insight, he can barely see some superficial traces of the circulation of his energy.

Wu Xuantian and Xi Chongjing fought fiercely.

After a moment, Ning Yan's loud shout suddenly came from the corner:

"Brother Wu, attack his giant acupoint!"

Wu Xuantian hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and struck Xi Chongjing in the right abdomen.

Xi Chongjing's face suddenly changed and he took two steps back.

"Ok?"

Wu Xuantian seemed to have discovered a blind spot.

"Attack his Qi Hai point!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Attack his divine acupoint!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Attack his Qimen acupoint!"

"Bang bang bang!"

……

In a series of extremely fast offensives, most of Wu Xuantian's attacks were blocked by Xi Chongjing, but a few still broke through the defense and hit him on the spot.

Every time after being hit, Xi Chongjing would be shaken physically and mentally, and the vital energy in his body would quickly become disordered. Sometimes it would even affect his martial arts, causing him to suffer severe backlash.

After fighting with Wu Xuantian for such a long time, the damage he suffered was not even as great as his few targeted attacks.

The more serious his injuries became, the less precise and powerful his movements became, and it became more difficult for him to avoid Wu Xuantian's attacks.

"He's just standing there and keeps beeping!!"

"Die for me, you bastard!!"

Xi Chongjing endured Wu Xuantian's palm strike with all his might, then turned around and rushed towards Ning Yan, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was twisted, and he was extremely angry.

"Well done!"

At this moment, the vital energy in Ning Yan's body began to vibrate wildly, and a huge amount of vital energy rushed towards his fingers at a high speed. Facing Xi Chongjing's strong attack, he pointed his finger at him.

"boom!"

“Senior Brother Wu!!”

Ning Yan hit Xi Chongjing's Bu Rong acupoint with one finger, and the whole person was knocked backwards on the spot. He was caught by Zhu Kexin halfway, and he retreated more than ten steps before the force was relieved.

After Ning Yan pressed the acupoints, the vital energy in Xi Chongjing's body seemed to be cut off, and the operation of "The Mysterious Art of Avoiding Disaster" was delayed for a moment.

Just at this moment.

"Pfft" sound.

Wu Xuantian gathered all his strength and punched him in the back.

Looking at the bloody fist sticking out from his chest, Xi Chongjing's face was full of disbelief.

Just think about how confident he was when his magical powers reached perfection.

Think of how high-spirited he was when he led the troops to break into the city.

Think of how proud he was when he defeated everyone.

Why did it end up like this?

Xi Chongjing's thoughts sank into endless darkness and he could no longer get an answer.

There was no pride on Wu Xuantian's face as he caught his limp body.

A complex look flashed across his eyes, and he murmured in a low voice:
"Brother Xi, rest in peace."

"hiss."

Ning Yan held his finger that was about to explode, grimacing in pain.

Through the "Eye of Insight", he barely determined the operating nodes of the opponent's skills, but one finger could not withstand the massive amount of energy required to break the opponent's nodes. The result of forcibly performing it was that his right index finger was almost blown off on the spot.

"Fortunately, it's just a flesh wound, no bones were broken."

While Ning Yan was practicing the 9.3 version of Blood Essence Transformation Technique, he also applied some medicine to the finger that had not fully healed.

After the wound on his hand was almost healed, he and Zhu Kexin came to Xi Chongjing.

"It turned out to be that senior brother..."

After the two people's explanation, Ning Yan finally knew the identity of the person in front of him.

He never expected that this person was the senior brother who had made such a big name.

To be honest, Ning Yan had always regarded this senior brother whom he had never met as a rival.

According to sporadic accounts from people around him, Senior Brother Xi Chongjing is undoubtedly a genius.

Before he joined Xiao Yuan Men, Xi Chongjing was the only one among everyone who was qualified to practice Kun Yun Fist.

Even the second senior brother Wu Xuantian has never received such treatment.

This shows how talented Xi Chongjing is, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is the best among all others.

But no one could have expected that he would eventually betray his master and fight against him.

If Wu Xuantian had not arrived in time, the entire Xiaoyuan Sect would have collapsed on the spot.

"It's the first time we met and the last time we met."

Ning Yan looked at Xi Chongjing's body and said with emotion:

"Big Brother, please be a good person in your next life."

Everyone then restrained Xi Chongjing and many outer courtyard disciples who died tragically on the field.

Xi Chongjing didn't bring any extra things with him, not even any healing pills. He was completely empty-handed.

This made Ning Yan a little disappointed, because he was quite interested in the technique that Xi Chongjing practiced.

It is rare to find a skill that can significantly reduce damage.

But he didn't have it with him, so there was nothing we could do. We couldn't just knock open his head to see if there was any record inside.

Fortunately, he had used the Eye of Insight many times when watching the battle before, and was able to observe some superficial patterns of martial arts movement.

Now that these veins have merged with each other, combined with his many performances in battle, Ning Yan couldn't help but have an inspiration in his mind.

Before he could grasp the inspiration, he was suddenly interrupted by a question from the side:

"Brother Zhu, where is Master now?"

Wu Xuantian looked at Zhu Kexin and asked with concern.

"In the yard."

"In the yard?"

Zhu Kexin replied softly:
"I just lied to Senior Brother Xi and told him that we had sent Master away. But Master is seriously ill and in an unstable condition, so how could we go through so much trouble? That was just an excuse. We hid Master in a newly dug basement in the courtyard. I'll take you there now."

Soon, everyone carried Yuan Tianhuan out of the basement and put him back into the house.

Looking at Yuan Tianhuan lying unconscious on the hospital bed, Wu Xuantian couldn't help but sigh:
"Master clearly knew that the technique was an evil technique, but he still practiced it in order to save Junior Sister Yuan. This is how a father loves his child."

Zhu Kexin also sighed after hearing this:

"If Senior Brother Xi could communicate calmly, when he saw Master in such a miserable state, he might not be so paranoid, and everyone would not kill each other."

"Junior Brother Zhu, it seems that you still don't know enough about Senior Brother Xi."

Wu Xuantian laughed softly and said:
"That guy has always been called a genius, has a strong sense of self-esteem, and is stubborn and opinionated.

Even if you can convince him this time, he will still be thinking about that technique.

One day in the future, today's drama will inevitably be staged again.

Now that the problem has broken out early, it is actually a good thing for everyone.”

Zhu Kexin nodded silently and said nothing more.

Wu Xuantian laughed twice and then said:
"Okay, let's not talk about that anymore. Let's talk about serious matters. What did the doctors say about Master's situation?"

"The doctor said that unless we can get a precious medicine like the Divine Yuan Great Rejuvenation Pill, or find a doctor who specializes in treatment, it will probably be difficult to cure."

Having said this, Ning Yan paused again and said:

"The other thing is the technique. As long as we can find the technique and try to comprehend and study it, we can find the problem. Or, if we find a warrior who has practiced that technique before, we may know the solution."

"It's a pity that we searched the entire Xiaoyuan Sect but couldn't find that technique. We didn't even know the name of that technique until today."

Seeing Ning Yan's helpless expression, Wu Xuantian said in a deep voice:

“You two have been with Master for too short a time, so it’s normal that you don’t understand. The Eight Internal Organs and Nine Viscera Mixed Origin Divine Art is a technique that Master acquired by chance a while ago.

After practicing this technique, the internal organs in the body will undergo tremendous changes, the physical strength will become extremely strong, and every move will contain great power. You can even use your energy-gathering body to fight against violent energy. This is truly a top-notch technique that can fight across borders!"

“But there are three problems with this technique. The first is that it is very easy to go astray during the practice. The second is that it requires some extremely rare external objects to assist in practice. The third is that this technique does not have subsequent volumes. Master only got the previous incomplete volumes.

Precisely because of these three reasons, we knew from the beginning that this was not a practice that could be normally cultivated.

In order to find the subsequent volumes, Master once searched for a long time around the ruins of the Blood God Cult's destroyed branch altar."

"Blood God Cult?"

Ning Yan looked confused.

Wu Xuantian talked freely:
“The Blood God Cult is a top force that spans across many prefectures and counties. From a purely status perspective, perhaps only the Spiritual Plant Cult, Corpse Bone Cult, Extreme Desire and Harmony Cult, and other top sects can be compared with it.

On our side, whether it is Qingcang or Fulong, we are actually located in a relatively remote area of ​​Yongding Prefecture, where few top forces appear.

But it is rare but not absolutely non-existent.

There used to be a branch of the Blood God Cult in Fulong County, which had many elite members, many violent ones, and even quite a few weak ones. Later, because of a secret blood sacrifice involving thousands of people, they offended the Dragon Slaying Sword Saint.

In a rage, he broke into the branch altar and swept across the entire altar with his sword alone.

After that battle, many of the Blood God Cult's skills and techniques were scattered around.

The Eight Organs and Nine Viscera Mixed Primordial Divine Art must have been lost at that time, and a part of the incomplete copy fell into the hands of the master, which led to the subsequent incidents."

Wu Xuantian sighed a bit when he reached this point.

Zhu Kexin listened and couldn't help asking:
"Since the Eight Internal Organs and Nine Viscera Mixed Primordial Divine Art is a technique that originated from the Blood God Cult, then there must be a way to save Master in the Blood God Cult?"

Wu Xuantian hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said:
"You can say that."

Then he continued:
“But, let’s not talk about whether we can afford to offend a behemoth like the Blood God Cult. After the branch temple was destroyed, there are probably no members of the Blood God Cult in Fulong anymore. Even if we occasionally hear rumors about members of the Blood God Cult, most of them are later confirmed to be rumors.

This means that if we want to find the Blood God Cult, we must go to a larger county that is more prosperous than Fulong. The journey is full of dangers, and even entering the county is not easy, let alone a few of us.

If you want to follow the caravan, the travel expenses will not be small, and there is always the possibility of encountering other accidents on the road, so you must make more preparations. "

"Is there such a possibility?"

Ning Yan asked:
"There isn't actually just one copy of 'Eight Organs and Nine Viscera Mixed Primordial Magic', but there are multiple copies?

The master only got a fragment of one of the copies. In fact, many fragments or even the entire copy fell into the hands of other people.

We don't need to go to more distant places, we can directly conduct investigations and searches in Fulong or several nearby counties?"

Wu Xuantian thought about it and replied:
"It's possible."

“If we follow this angle, there are some ideas.

After the Blood God Cult's branch was destroyed, most of the books within it must have fallen into the hands of the Dragon Slaying Sword Saint.

If the complete copy of the Eight Internal Organs and Nine Viscera Mixed Primordial Divine Art exists, it is most likely in the possession of the Dragon Slaying Sword Saint."

"Hiss, you're not going to ask us to ask the Dragon Slayer Sword Saint for it, are you?"

Ning Yan felt his scalp tingling just thinking about it.

"how is this possible?"

Wu Xuantian smiled and said:
"The Dragon Slayer Sword Saint has passed away a long time ago. His disciples and descendants founded a sect called the Sword Extreme Sect. This is also the strongest sect in Fulong right now, bar none."

“This strength is mainly reflected in two aspects.

First, the Jianji Sect has the largest number of warriors who have entered the realm of strength.

Second, the strongest person in Fulong is the current leader of Jianji Sect, Duan Haishan."

"Then it won't make any difference if it falls into the hands of Duan Haishan."

Ning Yan said speechlessly:
"If we can't defeat the Dragon Slayer Sword Saint, how can we defeat this Duan Haishan? Not to mention that he has an entire sect behind him."

"Junior Brother Ning, this is where you are wrong."

Wu Xuantian smiled and said:
"Don't be so limited in your behavior. Besides using force, we can also use our brains."

"Do you want to persuade with your mouth?"

"If you can't convince me, I can just sleep with me."

Wu Xuantian licked his lips and said:
"I heard that Duan Haishan has a pretty granddaughter. I think it's time for me to dedicate myself to Xiao Yuanmen!"

Zhu Kexin glanced at him:
"Are you so sure that people will like you?"

"Hey, my Junior Brother Zhu, who are you looking down on? Do you really think that all my sleep in Fu Long was for nothing? After all, I have accumulated a lot of experience, so dealing with women is a piece of cake.

I have been eating and drinking in Fulong and visiting brothels for many years without spending a penny. Even the stingy Xiao Xiangjun gave me 500 taels of gold before leaving."

"Wait, Kaori-kun?"

Ning Yan frowned immediately, with an expression of disbelief:

"The Xiao Xiangjun you're talking about, could it be that she's the shadow play artist who married Li Laocai?"

Zhu Kexin also reacted and quickly looked towards Wu Xuantian.

Wu Xuantian said with surprise:

"What's going on? Xiao Xiangjun's fame has spread to Qingcang? This shouldn't happen. Her performance was so long ago, why is it still circulating now?"

Ning Yan's mouth twitched suddenly:

"If I'm not mistaken, Xiaoxiang-jun should be around 40 or 50 now, right?"

"Forty or fifty is a different kind of thing!"

Wu Xuantian's face was full of enjoyment.

Ning Yan and Zhu Kexin looked at each other, their expressions were very stiff.

The two of them made eye contact with each other and played rock-paper-scissors, and Zhu Kexin lost.

He had no choice but to tell Wu Xuantian about the complicated past of Xiao Xiangjun and the yellow-faced Qi-gathering master Sun Liangjie at Green Villa.

"Too deceiving!"

"It's simply too much!"

Wu Xuantian said angrily:

"Xiao Xiangjun obviously had no intention of accepting the love of that brother Sun, but she continued to squeeze money from him shamelessly, and even squeezed money while looking down on him! How can such a vicious woman exist in the world?!"

Ning Yan could hardly hold his breath anymore.

It was this vicious woman who just gave you five hundred taels of gold.

Perhaps part of it was the reward from Sun Liangjie back then.

Isn't this a kind of NTR?

Wu Xuantian looked at Ning Yan and Zhu Kexin and said seriously:

“Two junior brothers, if you meet Brother Sun again one day, you might as well ask him what posture he should use to punish Xiao Xiangjun.

No matter what posture, I will try my best to do it!

She must be taught a severe lesson!"

“… Let’s talk about it later.”

After discussing for a moment, Wu Xuantian decided to feed the tiger with his own body and seduce Duan Haishan's granddaughter to get the complete text of "Eight Internal Organs and Nine Viscera Hunyuan Divine Art" or the method to crack it, despite the two's dissuasion.

Although both of them felt that this method was quite unreliable and might even cause their master to meet his end early, they were unable to persuade him for the time being.

Ning Yan was thinking of another method in his mind.

Once Yuan Qianqian is cured, perhaps I can get the remaining copies of "The Divine Art of Eight Internal Organs and Nine Viscera" from her.

After all, she had problems because of practicing this technique, so she must know the content of the technique.

After getting the incomplete book, relying on his extraordinary comprehension, he can gain an in-depth understanding and supplement the incomplete book, and maybe he can find a way to cure his master.

The plan was roughly finalized here, and Wu Xuantian's expression suddenly became serious, and he said in a deep voice:

“Before I came here, I didn’t know that Master had practiced evil skills and gone astray.

Even when Qingyun Village was attacking the county town, they were not discovered until halfway.

I came back this time mainly to inform you of another matter."

"The swarm is coming."

Swarm?

Ning Yan and Zhu Kexin reacted almost immediately.

"Black-winged borer?"

"good."

Wu Xuantian nodded with a heavy expression:
“There are people monitoring the movements of the insect swarms near the trade route. They are basically sent out by various caravans, and they are ready to transport the goods to Qingcang as soon as the insect swarms disperse so that they can sell them at a good price.

It was also due to their monitoring that they discovered that the movements of this year's insect swarms were very different from those in previous years.

They only withdrew a group of them towards Yin Jue Lin at the beginning.

Soon, the remaining insect swarm did not continue to retreat, but spread out in all directions, continuing to hunt for countless blood foods around them.

Among them, a large group rushed towards Qingcang.

After receiving the news, I was worried that the swarm of insects would fly to Qingcang and wreak havoc on the entire county, so I hurried over to check the movements of the swarm of insects.

It would be great if they could turn back halfway.

If they keep moving forward, we must inform them in time so that the people of Xiaoyuanmen and the city can evacuate as soon as possible."

“As a result, we ended up in the worst possible situation.”

"Most of the monsters along the way have already left. The black-winged borer has not been able to hunt enough blood food, and its speed towards this side is even increasing."

"According to my estimation, they will be able to reach Qingcang in three days at the latest and two days at the earliest."

"If we don't notify everyone now to pack up and evacuate, it will be too late once the swarm arrives."

Upon hearing the news, Ning Yan and Zhu Kexin's expressions suddenly became extremely ugly.

They have actually fought against the heart-eating bugs, so they naturally know their power.

That was a horrific disaster that even a violent warrior could hardly resist.

The black-winged borer is the original form of the heart-eating bug before its metamorphosis. Although its individual power is much weaker than that of the heart-eating bug, its number is thousands or even tens of thousands times more.

Wherever the swarm of insects passes, all living things will be destroyed.

If the number of black-winged borers gathered is too large, the violent force will not be able to stop them.

Ning Yan asked himself that even if he had the skills he had deduced and actively spread them to all warriors for them to learn, and assuming that they could learn them in the shortest possible time, they would still be wiped out when they encountered the insect swarm.

The reason is simple. The number of insect swarms is almost infinite, and invoking the skills requires consuming vital energy. They simply cannot sustain it indefinitely.

Besides the warriors, what about the hundreds of thousands of ordinary people who can’t even practice martial arts?
Just wait to die?
"Can't waste any more time!"

Zhu Kexin said in a deep voice:
"Assuming there are only two days left, we must spread the news as quickly as possible and organize the evacuation."

"The withdrawal of manpower should be centered on warriors, and warriors are undoubtedly centered on violence."

"We need to notify all the violent forces first, inform them of the news, and let them work out a suitable retreat plan."

"Right now, the violent forces in the city are probably still fighting with Qingyun Village. We must first eliminate Qingyun Village, this unstable factor, so that they can focus their energy on organizing the retreat."

Zhu Kexin glanced at Ning Yan and Wu Xuantian, and said in a deep voice:

“Junior Brother Ning, Senior Brother Wu, please leave the care of Master and Xiao Yuanmen to me.

You two are relatively strong, so you can go and support the Baoqi in the city first and help them take over Qingyun Village as soon as possible.

Finally, we will sit together and discuss countermeasures together. "

Ning Yan said worriedly:
"How about I guard the gate? If another strong man like Xi Chongjing comes, it will be difficult to deal with him."

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Ning."

Zhu Kexin smiled and said:
"Master will never die before me."

Things had come to this point, so Ning Yan stopped trying to dissuade him.

Immediately, he and Wu Xuantian left Xiaoyuan Gate and quickly ran towards the battlefield near the city gate.

……

Blue.

Fifteen kilometers outside the city.

In a lush forest.

Sometimes birds in the woods would be startled and take flight.

The sound of intense footsteps, accompanied by heavy breathing, continued to ring out.

A blue figure passed through the woods at an extremely fast speed.

His robe was torn in many places.

Blood was oozing out from many places.

Under the black hair was an extremely old face.

But this face, at this moment, is full of ferocity and gloom:

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

"Mu Fangxuan is a lunatic! How dare he?!"

Gu Wanbin, the leader of Qingyun Village, scolded loudly.

It seemed that only in this way could he vent the anger in his heart.

Not long ago, when he led sixty violent men into battle, how high-spirited and high-spirited he was?

He even took the initiative to divide up half of his strength, letting Yinmian and Liu Jiangnan go to suppress the remaining violent energy in the city, in case after they occupied Qingcang, those violent energy would come and launch a sneak attack, causing unrest in the entire city.

As soon as the battle started, he did have the upper hand. Thirty-one violent men attacked together, how intense was the scene?
Even though Qing Cang's violent temper was not to be underestimated, casualties still occurred in a very short period of time.

It seemed that they were about to kill all those guys in one fell swoop.

Mu Fangxuan did not want to escape. Instead, he used a secret method to burn his lifespan and attacked frantically.

Those violent people who had temporarily leapt to a higher level through "The Art of Solitary God's Ascension to the Peak" had no power to resist at all.

With just one punch or one kick, they could be easily killed on the spot.

In just a few breaths, more than half of the violent warriors on the field were killed.

In a rage, he tried to stop the other party, but was held back by Qiao Zhanyue.

In the end, almost 80% of all the sudden surges of anger were eliminated by Mu Fangxuan alone.

Even after the killing, he still had some energy left and cooperated with Qiao Zhanyue and others to besiege him.

Faced with the final madness of a dying man and the siege from Violent Peak and others, he was soon seriously injured and had to use a secret method that damaged his foundation in order to escape desperately.

Now, although it seems that he has escaped the pursuit, Gu Wanbin's heart is filled with unprecedented frustration and anger.

"Damn it!"

"The situation was obviously very good, why did it fall to such a state?!"

"Mu Fangxuan, you are just a fake city lord, why are you fighting so hard?!"

Gu Wanbin simply couldn't understand it.

With a technique that can burn one's lifespan, at least one can save his life after escaping. Why would he rather die than drag them down with him?
Gu Wanbin was filled with resentment.

He was determined to kill all of Mu Fangxuan's family and friends before he could get rid of the hatred in his heart!

"boom!"

A whip-like kick suddenly stretched out from the bushes and hit Gu Wanbin's waist fiercely, instantly causing another injury on his body. He also knocked down several large trees.

The attacker approached quickly and Gu Wanbin hurriedly fought back.

After a series of fierce fights, he soon discovered the problem:
"No! You're not a human! You're a human puppet!"

Looking at that cold and lonely face, Gu Wanbin felt vaguely familiar.

"I remember now, you are——!"

"Puff!"

A hand suddenly attacked him from behind, causing his internal organs to shift and he spit out a large amount of blood on the spot. He fell into the bushes and was unable to get up.

Looking at Qiao Zhanyue walking out from behind, Gu Wanbin was horrified and his scalp couldn't stop tingling.

He pointed at the other party and said in a trembling voice:

"You, you actually turned your own disciple into a human puppet!"

Qiao Zhanyue glanced at Tang Qinghe beside him and sighed helplessly:

"That can't be helped. It's his fault for discovering my secret."

"But I have good intentions after all. After training him, I at least accepted his son as my apprentice. At least I didn't treat his family badly."

"How can you become the head of Weiwu Academy if you are so vicious?!"

Gu Wanbin said as he spit out blood.

Qiao Zhanyue smiled and shook his head:

"Xiao Gu, that's not what you said to me back then."

Hearing this extremely familiar voice, Gu Wanbin's eyes suddenly widened:
"You are...Mo Dayou...Old Village Master Mo?!"

Qiao Zhanyue said with a smile:

"I'm glad that you still remember me. It means you haven't forgotten my teachings over the years."

"Especially the 'Sole God Ascension Art', you have practiced it very well and have already entered the realm of great success. You have lived up to my efforts."

He walked slowly towards me:
"It's a pity that what you practiced is not the original one after all.

It's called "The Secret of Solitary God's Ascension to the Peak", but it's actually "The Secret of Delivering Gods to the Peak".

After saying that, he put one hand on Gu Wanbin's forehead.

Amidst the shrill screams, the light in Gu Wanbin's eyes quickly faded.

Instead, Qiao Zhanyue's eyes became brighter and brighter...

(End of this chapter)