This sudden change shocked everyone, and all eyes were focused on the strange figure in front of Haihui.

"How...how is it possible!"

Haihui twisted his wrist desperately, but there was no way he could move his sword even a little bit.

He raised his head, trying to see the person's face clearly.

A terrifying pressure was transmitted from the finger to his sword, making it extremely difficult for him to even raise his head.

As far as his sight went, a young and calm face appeared in front of him. Haihui looked into the eyes that were also looking at him and saw a kind of spirit that was completely incomprehensible.

"Who are you?"

Opposite him, He Chuan held the sword with two fingers as hard as steel, looking at the man in front of him who had just entered the early stage of the third realm. Now, facing such a guy, it was difficult for him to feel much of a stir in his heart.

During his training at the [Jue Lu Yin Yang Liao], in just a few days, he encountered enemies that were far superior to ordinary humans.

The mentality is no longer the same as before.

"Aren't you here to find me?"

"Are you He Chuan?!"

In just four short words, Haihui's voice changed from suspicion to fear.

It is hard to imagine that a person can express emotions so skillfully.

He Chuan looked at Haihui trying hard to break free and simply let go of his hand.

To him, these guys in front of him posed no threat.

Caught off guard, Haihui staggered and steadied himself. He quickly retreated to the side of his companion and observed He Chuan with extreme vigilance.

With a slender figure and a black robe, that guy exudes an insurmountable aura just by standing there.

Haihui had only seen this feeling in the leader.

Before he knew it, cold sweat had soaked his back.

Fortunately, the chief disciple of Mingjing Zhishui School was not killed in the end.

Otherwise, he would be buried here too.

Haihui knew very clearly that if the man in front of him wanted to kill him, no one could stop him unless Dongtang Mingjian walked out of the Tumen family's inner house.

So young, so powerful.

How on earth did this guy manage to do this without the help of God's Eye?

Simply incredible!

He Chuan ignored Haihui and his group who were all on edge, and turned to look behind him. Nanako and a group of Mingjing Shisui Ryu disciples had already rushed up, rescued Junye, and were observing his injuries.

"Let me see."

He Chuan stepped forward, and the disciples of the Mingjing Zhishui School who had gathered together immediately made way for him.

Nanako also relaxed her guard a little and showed Junye, who was in her arms, to He Chuan.

At the same time, she finally had time to take a direct look at this guy who had fought back and forth with Jun not long ago, and her mood was extremely complicated.

They had previously heard that He Chuan had killed two holders of the Eye of God. They were in a state of calm and stillness and had not been to the scene in person. They were more shocked by the news, but they never changed their impression that He Chuan had just entered the second realm when they first saw him.

However, now, they finally have an extremely intuitive understanding of He Chuan's strength.

With just two fingers, he forcibly grabbed the sword of a third-level warrior, and no matter how the warrior struggled, he could not get it free.

This kind of strength is totally beyond the reach of ordinary people!

Even the holder of the Eye of God can only achieve this by using elemental power.

How on earth did this guy practice...

"Fortunately, the pulse is still beating."

After taking a quick look, He Chuan made his judgment.

He had suffered injuries ten times more severe than this before, but he was finally saved and is now alive and well and in good spirits.

The disciples around him almost fainted.

Brother, if the pulse has no beat, then the person is dead. Junye has so many broken bones in his body, can this be considered okay?

"Does anyone among you know medical skills? Although he is in good condition now, if it is delayed any further, I am afraid it will not be good."

He Chuan looked at the stunned crowd, somewhat puzzled, but he still spoke up to remind them.

Nanako suddenly realized it, turned around and shouted to her familiar fellow apprentice, "Go find Mr. Imai!"

Someone behind nodded and left quickly.

Nanako said to herself anxiously, "What should I do? It seems that Mr. Imai is also restricted in his movements. There are no other doctors in the Meijing Shisui School. What should I do?"

Hearing this, He Chuan frowned slightly and looked at the Goshawks with some hostility.

If all else fails, we can only capture a doctor from the enemy.

Hai Hui and the others, who felt He Chuan's deathly gaze, trembled all over and huddled together, as obedient as little chicks.

They were locked onto by He Chuan and knew they couldn't escape, so they stood still and didn't dare to make any rash moves.

Just when Nanako and others were anxious, a voice suddenly came from beside He Chuan.

"Phew, if you don't mind, you can show it to me. I also learned some medical skills at the shrine."

He Chuan turned around and saw Daocheng Yingmei arriving. She wiped the invisible beads of sweat from her forehead and said with a smile.

"I didn't expect you to catch up with me so quickly."

He Chuan was quite surprised. He heard the sound of fighting in the distance, so he left Daocheng Yingmei and rushed over.

Now, a distance of seven or eight hundred meters is at his feet and can be crossed in just ten seconds.

However, for Inashiro Hotaru, a shrine maiden, it was somewhat surprising that she arrived not much slower than him.

"It is very rude of you to leave the woman you are traveling with alone, Mr. He Chuan."

Daocheng Yingmei didn't look like she was complaining, but rather like she was joking to change the topic.

"please!"

The shrine maidens' costumes of Narukami Taisha Shrine have almost a kind of magic on Narukami Island. When the people wearing them speak, the residents of Inazuma will be extremely convinced.

Nanako felt relieved and overjoyedly handed Junye over to Inashiro Hotaru.

The problem here was solved, and He Chuan finally turned his attention back to Haihui and others.

The cold light descended, and the Goshawks were sweating profusely.

Hai Hui gritted his teeth, suppressed his trembling, and shouted loudly: "He Chuan, even if you are powerful, don't be too presumptuous. We are from the Tianling Fengxing. Since you know that we are here for you, just follow us obediently, otherwise..."

call!

A strong wind came whistling like before.

He Chuan's figure was infinitely magnified in front of Haihui, like a towering mountain.

With a muffled sound, Haihui fell to the ground, as quiet as a sleeping baby. Immediately, he stopped breathing in and only breathed out.

This action shocked the rest of the Goshawks and they all drew their swords.

In front of them, He Chuan's robe was fluttering, and it had not yet calmed down from its flying state.

This terrifying explosive power and crushing strength made the Goshawks feel suffocated.

At this time, they vaguely felt what the disciples of the Mingjing Zhishui School felt when they faced them.

"Don't worry, I'm only attacking him because I can't stand the sound of a dog barking. Let's get someone who can speak human language."

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