I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

The rain was still falling, and when I looked up from the woods, there was only overwhelming gloom.

Cheng Huiyuan still didn't believe that his father was practicing magic, so he turned around and roared at the other side.

“Fang Quan, come and help me save people!”

Fang Quan didn't move. He looked at the evil aura on Cheng Hao and felt a chill in his heart.

Compared to Cheng Huiyuan, he, as an outsider, sees things more clearly.

Cheng Hao really doted on Cheng Huiyuan, even to the point of spoiling him to death, and Cheng Hao seldom saw Cheng Huiyuan.

He didn't understand it before, but now he understands.

For those who practice magic, the blood of their relatives is beneficial to them, so Cheng Hao simply used Cheng Huiyuan as a blood bag.

There is only one blood bag, why see more of them?

Fang Quan took a deep breath, took a step back, and gave a cold reminder.

"Your father has indeed become a demon. If you still want to live, stay away from your father."

Anyone with eyes could see that the evil energy around Cheng Hao was rotating in a regular pattern.

Cheng Huiyuan didn't expect Fang Quan to be like this, and shock appeared in his eyes.

"You were hired by my father, so what right do you have to speak so sarcastically now?"

"My father gave you so many spiritual beads, and you actually want to break the promise!"

Fang Quan said coldly, "Your father is a magician."

Cheng Huiyuan's face suddenly showed resentment, "Just because my father is a magic cultivator, you treat him like this?"

"My father has never done anything against the law! Why do you treat him like this?"

Wen Ye frowned and said coldly.

"Your father kidnapped mortal monks, didn't you know?"

Cheng Huiyuan was stunned, "No, no, my father is not that kind of person!"

Yan Ping sneered, absorbing the spiritual energy while looking at him, "So you don't know your mother?"

"Your mother was abducted by your father."

Cheng Huiyuan's pupils shrank, "Impossible, my mother..."

Cheng Huiyuan was stunned. He only knew that his mother died of complications during childbirth, but he never knew where his mother came from.

Before Cheng Huiyuan looked at Cheng Hao, a piercing pain suddenly surged from his heart.

He lowered his head stiffly, and saw a muddy hand in front of him piercing into his heart.

In an instant, his heart seemed to have become a bottomless pit.

Countless blood and energy rushed to his heart, never to return.

The wind and rain fell on Cheng Huiyuan's face, making his expression particularly blank. He looked at Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao's face was still filled with excitement, and now he was even more delighted that his wish had come true.

Cheng Huiyuan didn't dare to look away. He looked at Cheng Hao helplessly, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"Why, Dad..."

Cheng Hao absorbed a steady stream of his relatives' blood and energy into his body, and the demonic energy that had been dissipating throughout his body gathered again with the support of the blood and energy.

Cheng Huiyuan suddenly began to struggle, but was held down by Cheng Hao, who had recovered a little. There was despair on his face, "Dad, please let me go."

The injuries on Cheng Hao's body were constantly healing. He smiled, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Cheng Huiyuan was full of greed.

"No."

"Dad is dying, so please help him, okay?"

"Your blood can help Dad heal his wounds quickly. When Dad is well again, I will avenge you."

In just two breaths of time, Cheng Huiyuan had become completely weak, and the light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

One of them was half kneeling and the other was half lying.

Cheng Hao's gaze shifted to Yan Ping, a hint of resentment welling up in his expression.

"I will kill them all in a moment to avenge you!"

Yan Ping glanced at him and said, "If you say one more word, I will pull your son away right now."

Wen Ye: "..."

So not only is Cheng Huiyuan seriously ill, his father is also seriously ill, and he still dares to provoke at this time.

Cheng Hao shut up, and the demonic energy around him suddenly accelerated, even faster this time. Cheng Huiyuan couldn't even speak, and the blood disappeared from his face, leaving him looking skinny.

Fu Tiancheng's eyebrows twitched as he watched from a distance.

Watching people die was a bit of a challenge for him.

Several figures suddenly emerged from the rain and stood in an open space.

They looked at the scene before them, greed rising in their eyes.

"Are they all monks?"

"I just feel that there are monks here."

"Kill them all and the mission will be accomplished."

Their voices were unabashed as they spoke, and it was clear that they were determined to win.

Yan Ping's eyes fell on the people opposite.

Two of them are in the Real Dan realm, and the rest are in the Virtual Dan realm, so Wen Ye has no chance to take action.

Yan Ping turned to look at Wen Ye, "I think you should try to improve your cultivation."

Wen Ye: "..."

He wanted to, but there was really nothing he could do now.

Fu Tiancheng walked up to them, frowned, and spoke to them in a deep voice.

"Who entrusted you with this?"

When those figures saw him, they became a little wary, and then began to whisper.

"Danhua Realm?"

"Judging from his breath, he is injured, so there is no need to worry."

"We two contributed a lot to killing him, so we should get more this time."

"Row."

Fu Tiancheng's face darkened, and then he sneered.

The strength of these people is just that of Xudan or Shidan, but in their words, it seems that Huadan is easy to kill.

Fu Tiancheng stopped talking, raised the sword in his hand and charged forward.

In just ten breaths, Fu Tiancheng was beaten back with a look of shock on his face.

Fang Quan, who was hiding nearby, also showed shock in his eyes.

Yan Ping couldn't help but raise his hand to his forehead, "The formation master has lost the formation plate, so he can't even beat this kind of stuff?"

Wen Ye: "..."

Veins bulged on Fu Tiancheng's forehead, and he couldn't help but speak.

"The two people on the opposite side in the Solid Dan realm are not simple!"

"The other few in the Void Dan realm are average, but the sword techniques of the two in the Real Dan realm are too mysterious."

"My swordsmanship is no match for him."

Fang Quan hid in the shadows, hiding himself tightly, and said in a muffled voice, "Those two Shidan realm masters are very famous in the Dao, and they are nicknamed Yin Yang Sword. It is said that the two of them can kill Huadan realm masters by leaps and bounds when they work together."

Fu Tiancheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Did you hear that? It's not that I'm too weak, it's that others are too strong."

Yan Ping laughed but didn't say whether he believed it or not.

Wen Ye observed the current situation with a frown on his face.

Although Fu Tiancheng is in the Danhua realm, he is a formation master. Now that all his formation plates have been used up, his strength can only be said to have been greatly reduced.

On the opposite side there are two people in the Real Dan Realm and five in the Virtual Dan Realm.

If Yan Ping didn't take action, Fu Tiancheng would not be able to stop them at all.

Wen Ye turned his gaze to Fang Quan, "They are preparing to kill all the monks."

Fang Quan glanced at him. If any other Qi Refining Stage cultivator had spoken to him like this, he would have ignored him.

But this Qi Refining Stage had the support of a big boss, so Fang Quan stood out with a somewhat grumpy look on his face.

He understood Wen Ye's meaning. If he didn't take action now, he would wait for the big boss to take action later.

The leader of the opposite side, the Shidan realm, laughed contemptuously.

"A bunch of old, weak, sick and useless people."