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

After Yan Ping finished speaking, while his mind was still barely clear, he raised his hand, formed a blood seal, and slapped his forehead.

The moment he slapped him, Yan Ping's eyes went dark and his body fell limply. Wen Ye's pupils shrank and he stepped forward to catch him before he fell into the mud pit.

Fu Tiancheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, his originally stiff body slowly relaxed. He looked at Wen Ye, then at the pile of all his belongings on the ground, and couldn't help but grimace.

"Wen Ye, what's wrong with him?"

Wen Ye looked at the now unconscious Yan Ping, and recalled what happened before he went berserk, with a complicated expression.

"After Cheng Hao recovered, he probably wanted to catch me and threaten me. Then, after Senior blocked the sneak attack, he got angry."

Wen Ye himself had not expected that Yan Ping valued him to such an extent that even the slightest threat was not acceptable.

Fu Tiancheng: “…”

In comparison, Yan Ping's threat to him just now didn't seem so excessive.

At least they didn't die, Cheng Hao was turned into a pile of minced meat.

But who is this guy? He looked seriously injured at first, but once he started fighting, he killed the demon cultivator in the Danhua realm at will.

Moreover, the way Yan Ping killed people later did not seem like that of a righteous cultivator.

The more Fu Tiancheng thought about it, the tighter his brows furrowed.

Wen Ye saw his expression and suddenly spoke.

"Master Fu, now that we have dealt with the matter here, we will leave first."

Fu Tiancheng came back to his senses, was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his expression just now must have been misunderstood by the child.

Fu Tiancheng couldn't help but laugh and said quickly, "Don't get me wrong, although I am entangled in his origins, but today it was you who saved me."

"I'm not the kind of ungrateful person."

Wen Ye didn't say anything. Although he believed in Fu Tiancheng's character, the way Yan Ping killed people just now was really not righteous. Fu Tiancheng would not take action against Yan Ping, but the Tianyang Sect might not necessarily do so.

Fu Tiancheng felt helpless seeing him like this, and he pointed at the unconscious Yan Ping.

"Didn't you say he was injured? I will use the spirit beads to heal him after I go back."

"We can also find a doctor from the Tianyang Sect to see him."

"If you take him away alone, it might even aggravate his injuries."

Wen Ye just thought about it for a while this time and then nodded.

"it is good."

What Fu Tiancheng said did make sense. Yan Ping was seriously injured, and he didn't know what he had done to him just now. It would be better to have some spiritual energy replenished.

Fu Tiancheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wait for me for a moment. I'll go get someone."

Wen Ye watched Fu Tiancheng enter the woods, and when he came out, he was holding a half-dead man in his hands.

……

Qingyuan City.

A team of monks moved swiftly through the air, passing through the protective formation of Qingyuan City without any hindrance and landing directly at the auction.

Many monks who were waiting for the auction to begin in Qingyuan City noticed this scene and were surprised.

"Are those disciples from the Tianyang Sect's Punishment Hall? Why are they here?"

"Not only that, I have seen elders from the Tianyang Sect before. Among those people just now, there were several clothes that only elders could wear."

"Hiss, what happened here? Why are even these people here?"

"It's over. Is there going to be any trouble at the auction in Qingyuan City?"

The monks in Qingyuan City were discussing.

But when Tong Wencai, who was waiting at the auction, saw these people, the worry on his face turned into joy.

"Tong Wencai, a disciple of the Formation Peak, greets all the elders."

An old man standing in the front looked stern, "Where is Fu Tiancheng?"

Tong Wencai's heart tightened.

"Replying to Elder Liu, Master Fu has lost his trace since he left yesterday. After investigation, he may have appeared in the northern suburbs of Qingyuan City."

"Junior Sister Mu has already led people to chase after them."

The Great Elder frowned and walked out immediately.

"Take half of the people and follow me, and the rest will stay here."

The Great Elder was decisive in his actions. As soon as he arrived in Qingyuan City, he turned around and left for the northern suburbs of Qingyuan City.

The group of people he brought with him were all above the Solid Dan realm.

Flying in the air and leaving Qingyuan City for dozens of miles, the Great Elder discovered that the disciples of their Tianyang Sect were fighting with others in front of them.

He knew that one of the female disciples, Mu Qingwan, who was in the early stage of Xudan realm, was currently fighting against an old man who was in the late stage of Xudan realm.

The whole process can only be described as fraught with danger.

Many disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage were also injured.

The Great Elder frowned and landed decisively, and the other party was subdued in an instant.

Only the old man who was leading the group looked disheartened when he saw them.

The great elder walked up to him, his face as hard as iron, and his eyes were filled with coldness.

"Where is your master?"

The butler moved his eyes around and saw that the dozen or so new people were all above the Shidan realm. Even the one in front of him was at least at the Huadan realm.

There are furrows in his brows and his face is cold and ruthless.

If he guessed correctly, this person should be Liu Qingpeng, the head of the Tianyang Sect's Punishment Hall.

The housekeeper smiled bitterly. He had been living in a despicable manner for so many years, and when he was exposed one day, he attracted this kind of person.

Years of planning in vain.

It is said that the Tianyang Sect's torture hall is very cruel and no one can survive against them for more than three days.

Since the matter could not be done and the butler did not want to go to the execution hall, he simply severed his own meridians.

Liu Qingpeng's eyes became fierce. He grabbed his shoulder with one hand and continuously channeled spiritual energy into him, trying to forcibly prolong his life.

An elder following behind Liu Qingpeng had astonishment in his eyes. No one expected that this man would ask for death without making a sound.

"It's no use. He's dead."

An elder spoke up.

Liu Qingpeng's expression became increasingly stern. He let go of his hand, and the butler's body instantly went limp.

Mu Qingwan walked forward, with many wounds on her body.

"Meet Elder Liu."

Liu Qingpeng glanced at her and suppressed his anger.

"Have you found Fu Tiancheng?"

Mu Qingwan shook her head. "If a disciple follows these people here and is discovered, he will have no choice but to fight here."

"But judging from the direction they are moving, they should be moving along the official road."

Liu Qingpeng turned around with a grim face and prepared to continue searching with his disciples.

Just stepped onto the official road.

A disheveled figure appeared in front of Liu Qingpeng.

It was still raining, but it had turned into a continuous drizzle.

Liu Qingpeng stood where he was, staring at Fu Tiancheng coldly.

Fu Tiancheng noticed something strange, looked up, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Liu Qingpeng!"

Seeing that he was breathing smoothly and obviously not seriously injured, Liu Qingpeng snorted coldly.

He cast his eagle-like gaze at Wen Ye standing beside him, and after just one glance, he looked at the person behind him.

The man's head dropped unconsciously, and Liu Qingpeng couldn't see his face clearly. However, he had no reaction at this time, so he was afraid that he was seriously injured.

His final gaze fell on the person who was in Fu Tiancheng's hand and was not aware of his own life or death.

Liu Qingpeng frowned, "Who is he?"

Fu Tiancheng quickly threw it to him, "Demon cultivator, but I destroyed him."

Liu Qingpeng's eyes turned cold instantly. How dare the demon cultivator come to their sect? He was simply courting death.

"Go back and interrogate."