Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

Blood splattered everywhere.

The headless body collapsed to the ground.

Sitting in the weeds, Zi Yuji and Mo Qixuan, who were still not fully awake, had no idea what was going on.

When they opened their still hazy eyes, they saw a man in white clothes holding a sword, floating above the grass, looking as graceful as an immortal.

"Youngster of the Demon Cult, die or disappear from here, and never set foot in Qiandong City!"

The voice of the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen was still clear and pleasant, but the murderous intent was evident in his words.

Zi Yuji and Mo Qixuan were shocked to find that Wu Fa's body was not far away, his head rolled to the side, staring at the night sky with his eyes wide open.

Presumably, he was killed by the person in front of him. Zi Yuji glanced at Mo Qixuan, then turned around and asked:

"Who are you, sir, and why are you our enemy?"

The Confucian Immortal Gu Chen had no expression on his face and uttered four words:

"Confucian Immortal, Gu Chen."

When these words were spoken, Zibai and the others were horrified. Why did this legendary figure appear here and kill Wufa with just one sword?

All kinds of surprise and fear spread in the hearts of the two people. Before they could ask again, Gu Chen spoke again:

"Die or flee. I see that although you two are members of the Demonic Cult, you don't look like villains. Leave now, and I will let you live."

Upon hearing this, Zi Yuji pulled up the still shocked Mo Qixuan and bowed down:

"Zi Yuji and Mo Qixuan thank you for not killing me!"

Just as Mo Qixuan reacted, Zi Yuji grabbed his arm and flew away.

After seeing the two people leave, Gu Chen took a few steps and came to where Wen Yanzhao was.

Baili Dongjun, who was far away, also rushed over. Seeing Wen Yanzhao's pale face and blood oozing from his mouth, he became extremely anxious.

But he didn't dare to say anything and waited for his master Gu Chen to take action.

Gu Chen turned around and said softly, "Don't worry, Dongjun!", then with a single hand he lifted Wen Yanzhao's body out of the weeds.

"Hiss...ah, be gentle, it hurts so much!"

Although Wen Yanzhao's heart meridian was preserved under the protection of his natal Gu, his internal injuries were extremely serious.

Most of his ribs were broken and his meridians were damaged in many places. If it were anyone else in the Fuyao realm, he would have already died.

The Confucian immortal Gu Chen wrapped Wen Yanzhao in his true energy, and then entered his body to explore the acupuncture points all over his body.

"Such serious internal injuries. I should have been killed by a palm strike, but the thing inside you protected my heart meridian."

Wen Yanzhao already knew that the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen had come to save him, and he saw Baili Dongjun right beside him.

Then he thought that it must be him who begged Gu Chen for help, and his heart warmed.

He thought to himself: "After all, he is my cousin!"

After hearing what Gu Chen had just said, Wen Yanzhao thanked him weakly:

"Junior Wen Yanzhao, thank you very much for saving my life!"

"I was planted with the natal Gu when I was young, so I luckily escaped death!"

"But... if you let those two demon sect guardians escape, wouldn't it be troublesome if they leak your information in the future?"

The Confucian Immortal smiled calmly:

"Things are decided by fate, what can people do? It seems that you are the cousin that Dongjun mentioned!"

"Interesting. Come with Dongjun and I back to heal your wounds and we'll talk about it later!"

Baili Dongjun was overjoyed to see that Wen Yanzhao's life was safe:

"Cousin, my master is an immortal from the mortal world. He will definitely cure you, don't worry!"

Wen Yanzhao endured the severe pain all over his body and forced a smile:

"My dear cousin, if you hadn't asked the senior to save me, I would have been left dead in the wilderness!"

Gu Chen saw that the two men were friendly and respectful to each other, and said with a smile:

"You two should go back first before talking too much. There are too many people outside and it might cause trouble!"

After Gu Chen finished speaking, he left the ancient bronze sword hanging on the side and floated away with the seriously injured Wen Yanzhao and Baili Dongjun in each hand.

……

The departing Confucian Immortal Gu Chen did not notice that two stealthy people were lying in the weeds a hundred steps away and witnessed the whole process.

"Uncle, is that man really the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen? Shouldn't he have died under the iron hoofs of my father's Pofeng Army many years ago?"

Baili Chengfeng's face was solemn. He naturally knew that the Confucian Immortal of Western Chu was far more terrifying than the Sword Immortal.

The tiny country of Western Chu was able to fight against Beili for many years, all thanks to the Confucian immortal's astonishing "art of making medicine for men"!

The so-called "art of making medicine men" is the unique secret technique of the Confucian immortal Gu Chen, which can allow an ordinary soldier to fight against a hundred at a time. In this way, Western Chu has the strength to fight against the powerful Beili for many years.

"Of course I am familiar with that legend, but I never thought that he would still be alive in the world, right under the nose of the Baili family!"

"This state of mind and calculation is really powerful!"

Wen Hujiu sighed and said with emotion.

Baili Chengfeng hesitated for a moment and said:

"If Dongjun was really trained by him, then it means that he has no hatred towards my Baili family or even Beili. Otherwise, why would he..."

He warmed the pot of wine, twirled his beard, and interrupted Baili Chengfeng:

"This kind of hermit master has an unpredictable style of behavior. Let's follow him and see where he will take Zhao'er and Dongjun!"

Baili Chengfeng thought for a moment, then stood up and nodded.

The two of them used their lightness skills to follow from a distance.

……

In less than half a minute, the Confucian immortal Gu Chen brought Wen Yanzhao back to the Peach Blossom Land, which was very close to the Baili Hou Mansion.

As soon as he put down the seriously injured Wen Yanzhao, Ye Dingzhi came over to look him up and down and asked anxiously:

"How is he, senior?"

Gu Chen smiled:

"Don't worry, this child has a destiny. He won't die anytime soon. He just suffered serious internal injuries."

Ye Dingzhi felt relieved after hearing what Gu Chen said. Although his meridians were a little damaged, he would be able to recover after resting for a day or two.

Judging from Wen Yanzhao's appearance, he must have had a near-death experience.

Gu Chen waved his right hand towards the towering ancient tree, and a narrow-mouthed wine jug as smooth as jade slowly flew out from the treetop.

With the wine jug in hand, Gu Chen lifted Wen Yanzhao from the ground, and using his internal force, the nectar-like wine in the jug poured out.

The wine formed a thin line out of thin air, and Gu Chen said softly to Wen Yanzhao:

"Open your mouth!"

Wen Yanzhao immediately opened his mouth, and the wine flowed into his throat along with the Confucian Immortal's internal force.

The wine has a strong medicinal aroma, and it tastes cool and has a long and lingering aftertaste.

After the wine absorbed into the stomach, the blood vessels and meridians in the organs throughout the body seemed to be filled up.

Just like a dry branch coming back to life, the severely damaged meridians in Wen Yanzhao's body began to heal at a noticeable speed.

The entire pot of wine went into Wen Yanzhao's mouth without a drop spilled.

Wen Yanzhao closed his eyes and felt the magical effect of Gu Chen's wine. Baili Dongjun's voice rang in his ears:

"Master, this wine tastes exactly the same as the one you give me every year. Can it cure my cousin's serious injury?"

Gu Chen touched Baili Dongjun's hair and said with a smile:

"Even if he is dying, I can make him stand up again. Your cousin's injuries are not that serious!"

"Besides, he also took a magical medicine to heal his wounds. Mixing it with my medicinal wine will complement each other."

After Gu Chen finished speaking, he changed the subject and sighed:

"However, he was not seriously injured. His cultivation..."

When Wen Yanzhao heard Gu Chen's words, his whole body was shaken and he asked hurriedly:

"Senior, what's wrong with my cultivation?"

Gu Chen showed regret:

"It's a pity that your cultivation in the Fuyao Realm was also destroyed...Now your cultivation is not even as good as that in the Jin Gang Fan Realm!"