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Chapter 37 Brother, I don't feel any pain at all!

Chapter 37 Brother, I don't feel any pain at all!

Those two were Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng.

At this time, they didn't look very good, they were all covered in blood, Zhang Feixuan had a strangely bent leg, apparently broken, and Wang Qizheng's two arms were also torn, with bones visible from the wound.

"Hahahaha!"

Outside the cave, Lian Ting walked in with a big smile. The lion head on his chest was still opening its mouth. As he walked forward, the mouth of the lion head closed and stretched out on his back again. Countless limbs.

"Continue! Let us continue to fight!"

Just as he was talking, he saw Song Yin standing there leisurely, and he was even more excited: "Oh? Strong man, is your battle over yet? Forget about my elder brother. That's not important. It just so happens that you and I will fight together. !"

"Master, brother."

Only then did Zhang Feixuan see Song Yin behind him, as well as the gravel and depressions all over the ground, but he didn't care so much, and stretched out his hand and shouted urgently: "Brother, save me!"

"Huh? Still alive?!"

Wang Qizheng also looked back, with joy in his eyes, he said loudly: "Brother, save me!"

The two of them had small thoughts just now, but when they really couldn't bear Lian Ting's attack, the small thoughts were gone long ago.

They are both at the fifth rank, so their combat power is too embarrassing.

But now Song Yin is still there.
"Fight!"

Lian Ting took off vigorously, and roared at Song Yin's teeth and claws in the sky.

Seeing the people approaching quickly, Zhang Feixuan hurriedly said: "Brother, he is only one person, we have three people, it's ok"

boom!
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Song Yin suddenly bent down, smashed the ground under his feet with one hand, and grasped it deeply with his five fingers. Then he took a deep breath, and his eyes emitted a white light.

"Change."

As if something was caught by him, Song Yin stood up abruptly, his arms raised.

"rise!"

Crack! !

Right between Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qi, the ground suddenly split from the center, and as Song Yin's arm rose, an extremely long stone whip was quickly pulled up from the ground.

And at the moment of pulling it up, the surrounding broken stones merged into the whip, and after a white light glowed, the color of the stone whip gradually darkened, turning into an iron whip, and the iron whip was covered with sharp blades. !
At the same time, Song Yin tightened his hand, and a ball of white air filled the entire iron whip blade along the palm of his hand.

brush!
The iron whip blade was raised quickly, and it brushed against Lian Ting who was jumping in the air, as if cutting open tofu, and split Lian Ting into two halves from bottom to top smoothly, the incision was so smooth that it could not even flow bleeding.

But before the body fell to the ground, the attached white air dissipated the body completely in the white air like a flame burning paper.

"Um!!"

Song Yin snorted, swung his arm, and the white iron whip blade turned into a sweeping sweep. The sharp blade at the front pierced the mountain wall directly. With the swing, the mountain wall was also torn off a huge hole, heading towards the surrounding area of ​​the ring Those armored doors that move.

laugh! ! !
The iron whip blade traveled extremely fast, and the iron whip blade quickly turned around the mountain wall and returned to the original point.

Song Yin let go of his hand, and the iron whip blade turned into white light again, and turned into an extremely long stone block that fell to the ground and disintegrated.

Zhang Feixuan's body trembled violently, he didn't even digest the fact that Lian Ting was divided into two halves, he saw the iron whip blade sweeping in a circle, cutting off the heads of all the surrounding armored doormen!
Immediately afterwards, a large amount of white gas transpired on their severed heads and headless bodies, dissipating them completely!

Just slid around and there was nothing!

Zhang Feixuan suddenly understood why he couldn't see Lian Ren, the leader of the Armored Gate.
Song Yin glanced around and made sure there was nothing left, then he looked down at Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng: "The evil way should be wiped out, right, two juniors?"

Snapped!
They were alive and well, feeling that the injuries on their bodies were no longer painful, turned over and knelt down, grabbing the ground with their heads.

"Brother, I don't want to run, I really don't want to run, I want to help you after defeating Lian Ting, I don't have any intention of running, brother!" Zhang Feixuan's calves were trembling.

Seeing him with white eyes, he felt cold all over his body, his limbs were numb, and he felt that he was being seen through from top to bottom. It even reminded him of when he was a child, peeping through the window to watch the neighbor's daughter-in-law take a bath.
Compared with the look in the eyes of the senior brother who crushed Qinglianzong to death, the senior brother now is even more frightening!

"Me too! Me too!"

Wang Qi was kowtowing like garlic, and he didn't dare to stop.

Damn, he is evil too!
When encountering such a thing, who is not afraid!

"Why can't you run?"

Song Yin's eyes showed doubts, and he stretched out his hand to help the two juniors, but he didn't pull it, and shouted: "Get up!"

brush!
The two of them were like puppets manipulated at will. They knelt down just now, but the next second they seemed to be lifted up by force, and they stood there very straight.

One of Zhang Feixuan's legs was broken and he was bent there, but he still stood firmly on one foot.

Just standing firmly does not mean that the body does not shake. Song Yin glanced at them, suddenly thought of something, his doubtful eyes turned moved, and said:
"The two juniors have done a good job. They dared to step forward even though they knew they were invincible. It is worthy of being taught by the same master. It is precisely because of people like me that the Golden Immortal Gate can be called the righteous way!"

Song Yin clenched his fists and cheered them up: "There is nothing in the world that is always victorious and undefeated. Only the more you lose, the more you fight. It's nothing to lose. If you cultivate well and improve your realm, you will come again. As long as you don't lose the courage to come again, nothing in the world can stop you." us!"

This Armored Gate has some methods, and each of them looks very vigorous. Those ordinary disciples, if they don’t hit the owl’s head, they may not die in other places. It is vigorous, but it is not so easy to fight.

It is normal for the two juniors to be injured, after all, no one is as talented as Song Yin.

Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qi were staring at the fist that seemed to be able to crush them to death. They looked at each other, their hearts were relieved, and they all lowered their heads: "Senior brother is right!"

"Well, this is a good junior."

Song Yin nodded in satisfaction, and spread his palms, surrounded by white air, "You are injured, let's use my Dao breath to heal temporarily, although it can't be completely cured, but after all, we still have to hurry."

"No no no no!"

Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng shook their heads together, one's voice was distorted in fright, and the other's complexion was distorted.

"Brother, how can this Dao breath heal, isn't it for body training?!" Zhang Feixuan said anxiously.

"This, I just had a sudden feeling. From the third level of 'fighting power' to the fourth level of 'ingenuity', I discovered all kinds of wonders. I have a deeper grasp of the aura of this great way. It can definitely be cured. Believe me, come .”

Song Yin said that he was about to stretch his hand forward.

Click!

Wang Qizheng gritted his teeth, shook his hands violently, straightened the broken hand abruptly, raised the arm with deep bone visible, and said, "Look, senior brother! This is just a minor injury, just move around and it will be fine. Don't look at the wounds as deep, but they are actually skin wounds, I don't need to go back to apply some dog skin plaster, I brought it myself!"

He didn't talk too much, he actually took out a dog skin plaster from the cloth pouch at his waist, and slapped it on the deep cut in his arm. As soon as the plaster was put on, his face twisted and sweat appeared on his forehead, but he still held back Feeling the pain, he squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying:
"Brother, I'm fine, I'm fine, I don't feel any pain at all! After all, I'm a Qi practitioner, so I don't care about this little injury!"

"Um"

Song Yin took a look at him, saw him shaking his arms happily, nodded, and looked at Zhang Feixuan again.

click!
Zhang Feixuan swung his leg violently, straightened his broken leg, stomped on the ground twice, then bounced a few times, and said with a smile: "Brother, I'm fine, I'm fine. Leave me alone , Aren’t we here to save those mortals?”

Song Yin turned his head to look, and saw a group of mortals curled up at the corner of the arena that was no longer formed, looking at this side with fear on their faces.

He turned around and walked straight to that side, at this moment Zhang Feixuan glared at Wang Qizheng.

You are cruel enough!
Wang Qizheng stared back without showing any weakness.

Let each other each other!
Naturally, Song Yin couldn't see the eye contact between the two behind him. He had already walked in front of these mortals.

"Don't be afraid, my name is Song Yin, and I am the eldest disciple of Jinxianmen. This time"

He bared his white teeth, stretched out his hand towards the group of people, and said in a forceful tone, "I came here specially to save you!"

(End of this chapter)

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