Real game world: I am gifted and I suppress all monsters

Sima Rongzhuang said coldly: "Since you knew, why didn't you keep an eye on him when I was away?"

Bai Tongtian didn't care about the severe pain on his right face and knelt down immediately. "Alliance leader, it's my and Concubine Mei's fault for not trusting Xiao Wan. If Xiao Wan could recuperate until now, he would definitely be able to defeat all opponents in the Dragon City Tournament, and your plan would be realized."

Sima Rongzhuang sighed, "You are a participant in these plans and know them better than anyone else. I trusted you so much, but you can't even keep an eye on one person."

Bai Tongtian lowered his forehead to the ground, saying nothing.

"Now we can only let Feng'er participate in the Dragon City Competition. Although this child's strength and loyalty are not a problem, his temperament is perverse and rebellious, and his execution ability is sometimes not as good as Xiao Wan's."

Bai Tongtian immediately explained, "Yes, I wanted to go with Deputy Alliance Leader An, but he didn't agree."

"He finally has a chance to go out alone, how could he possibly let you watch him?"

"My subordinates dare not."

Sima Rongzhuang sighed, "Feng'er, I spoiled him. In order to let him comprehend the anti-demon life skill, I killed most of the East China Sea sea monsters in the past six months. Fortunately, he succeeded. But it is precisely because he comprehended the first-level defensive life skill "Qinglong" that he can be immune to all kinds of skills. From then on, he became even more arrogant and insisted on meeting the five major mysterious sects. How can I not worry about him?"

Bai Tongtian advised: "Don't get angry, and take care of your body. The deputy leader has the Azure Dragon in his hand, and the people of Zhongzhou don't know his details, so they will definitely not be able to hurt him. Even if they use physical skills to attack, don't we still have the 'Wood-Stepping Cloud Step' you taught us? That kind of extremely fast body movement is beyond the reach of ordinary fists and feet."

Sima Rongzhuang was still worried, "You also said that ordinary fists and kicks have nothing to do with them, but are those guys ordinary fists and kicks? Not to mention the leaders of the five major sects, I heard that there are also many masters among the younger generation of disciples."

"Yes Yes."

The old lady sighed, "You tell Concubine Mei to bring a few people and sneak into the Jinchan Temple in disguise. Just gather information and never take action. Anyone who violates this will be executed immediately."

"Yes, Alliance Leader!"

"Fortunately," Sima Rong's slender fingers, as dry as branches, grasped the huge Blood Soul Savage Knife, "Fortunately Xiao Wan is of Jiuli bloodline, and his last bit of blood remains in this knife, so he is not dead yet."

Bai Tongtian was stunned. "You mean, Xiao Wan can still be saved?"

Sima Rongzhuang nodded, "What we need to do now is to let this Blood Soul Barbarian Blade absorb the essence of Jiuli and then feed it back to Xiao Wan, so that there will be a glimmer of hope."

Bai Tongtian nodded. He naturally did not dare to doubt the magical power of the 9,000-year-old man. "Okay, I will go to Nanman again immediately to check the whereabouts of the Jiuli people."

"Nearly all the common people of the Jiuli tribe died in the Nanman War. Now the powerful ones are divided into two groups. One group was taken away by Li Shixiao and joined the Wan Yao. It is difficult to move against them."

"Alliance leader, you really know everything," Bai Tongtian immediately asked, "What about the other part?"

"The Diying tribe's Li Yang and Li Qianyu are in charge. As long as we find them, Xiao Wan will be saved."

Bai Tongtian waited for a moment and saw that Sima Rongsu didn't continue talking, but went to watch the massacre of tens of thousands of people. That meant that she didn't know where these heroic warriors were hiding, so she could only find them by herself. In fact, this was the purpose of calling him here today.

"I understand. I will set off immediately."

"Wait a moment," Sima Rongsu thought for a moment, "The Jiuli tribe asked Mei Fei to go find her. If she finds her, report back immediately. Do not act on your own. You should keep an eye on Feng'er. I am always worried about him."

"Yes, Alliance Leader."

……

The bronze bell of the Jinchan Ancient Temple rang, and the bluestone slab under Yuan Jing's feet had shattered into a spider web. His fists emitted golden light, and every time he punched, it made a sound like a dragon's roar breaking through the air. Wherever the fists swept, countless golden powders exploded in the surrounding air.

An Feng'er's purple robe shone brightly, and she was still able to dodge Yuan Jing's fists and kicks with just her body skills. Although she was not hit, she did get burn marks on her clothes.

"What a great [Fist Ancestor] King Kong!"

An Feng'er did not forget to praise Yuan Jing's God-given skills, coupled with the boxing and kicking skills of the Jinchan Temple, each move had the power to split mountains and crack the earth. The key point was that this was not just an attack by martial arts, An Feng'er's "Qinglong" was not completely immune.

With a chuckle, An Feng'er turned her body to avoid a powerful sweep, bent her waist like a crescent moon, and slapped out three consecutive palms.

The yellow leaves all over the sky in the Xiwu Pagoda Forest suddenly froze. The next moment, all the yellow leaves swept towards An Feng'er madly, like obedient chess pieces in his hands.

An Feng'er waved two fingers of his right hand in the air, and the yellow leaves actually condensed into the shape of a "fist" in mid-air, smashing towards Yuan Jing like a tidal wave.

The onlookers were all worried for Yuan Jing and the people of Zhongzhou. An Feng'er was indeed a perverse person. He was determined to kill people and destroy their hearts, and he defeated his opponents using the moves that his opponents were good at.

Yuan Jing used his two golden fists to catch An Feng'er's yellow leaf "fist" character, but his body was also bent down, and he struggled to resist with a painful expression.

An Feng'er did not stop attacking. He pointed out the seven-star position with his toes, and flew to the top of Yuan Jing's head, leaving an afterimage. His finger stabbed at Yuan Jing's crown like a sword. The cold light condensed at his fingertips even caused frost to form on the surrounding ancient trees.

Yuan Jing's fists were restrained and he could no longer block. Some of the people watching the fight had already turned their heads away, fearing that Yuan Jing would be killed on the spot.

"Buzz!"

Just as An Fenger's finger sword was about to pierce Yuan Jing's head, a layer of golden light appeared around Yuan Jing's body from the inside out, blocking the sharp finger sword out.

"Golden Bell!"

The monks of Jinchan Temple shouted excitedly, Yuan Jing has not been defeated, Jinchan Temple has not been defeated!

"what!"

An Fenger's finger sword continued to move forward, piercing into the golden bell shield condensed by Yuan Jing's internal force bit by bit, forcing him to roar in pain. The force leaked from his roar shattered the glass of the houses in the distance.

Master Du Mo looked at Abbot Du Jian helplessly for the third time, but Abbot Du Jian still stared at the situation on the field without saying a word.

"Alas..." Master Du Mo had no choice but to tell Yuan Xin beside him, "Be ready to heal your brother at any time."

Yuan Xin was stunned and nodded quickly.

Seeing that Yuan Jing was still struggling, An Feng'er said with a smile, "Don't you know, monk, that the strongest things are the easiest to break?"

Yuan Jing was provoked by his words and became even more angry and angry. He made up his mind and actually took the initiative to relax the defense of the golden bell above his head, allowing An Fenger's finger sword to penetrate!

An Feng'er was unstoppable. He increased his strength and stabbed directly in!

But Yuan Jing lowered his head and barely avoided the sword. At the same time, he added a forward and downward force, and his whole body actually rushed towards An Feng'er's lower body. An Feng'er's sword brushed the back of Yuan Jing's head and instantly pierced into his back!

Yuan Jing endured the severe pain, completely gave up on defense, poured all his strength into his fists, and punched sideways, hitting An Fenger's chest and abdomen at the same time!

〖Fist Ancestor〗 attacked with great force, and 〖Green Dragon〗 was not immune to it. An Feng'er was directly knocked flying, and the finger sword that had been inserted into Yuan Jing's back was pulled out again. Yuan Jing fell to the ground in pain, with blood gushing out from his back!

"Yuan Jing!"

The monks at Jinchan Temple cried out in surprise, as this sword could very likely have taken Yuan Jing's life.

Master Du Jian saw this and shook his head slightly.

Master Dumo rushed forward a few steps, "We won't fight..."

"Wait a moment!"

Yuan Jing suddenly stopped him and said, "Uncle Master, wait, wait a minute!"