"Um?!"
Guo Youshan's face moved slightly.
His eyes instinctively looked in the direction of several powerful auras.
hateful!
Guo Youshan's chest heaved, and he raised his sword to kill Ying Ziye again.
He wanted to give Ying Ziye the final blow.
The sword was slashed out, and the black light from the blade flew out, turning into a demonic shadow and roaring out.
All directions will be destroyed!
Heaven and earth, in all directions, were filled with calamity energy, instantly surrounding the two of them.
It turned into streaks of destructive power and blasted towards Tianmen.
Boom!
There was a huge buzz, and the Tianmen trembled.
When Ying Ziye saw this scene, his expression was serious, and he increased the transmission speed of qi, blood and true energy in his body again.
Waves of pure power escaped from all over his body. He stretched out his hand to touch Tianmen and poured it into it.
Tianmen trembled slightly, but still protected Ying Ziye under the endless calamity and destructive power.
At this time, Ying Ziye was taking drugs like crazy, and he poured red red Qi and Blood Pills into his mouth, as well as Qi Nourishing Pills and Qingfeng Jade Pills.
The power of the elixir was constantly boiling and transforming in the body, and streams of qi, blood, and true energy were refined, and in an instant, they were exported from the body into the Tianmen by Ying Ziye.
"call!"
Ying Ziye wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, his face looked slightly pale. Even he couldn't hold on anymore.
Bang, click, click, click...
The sound of shattering sounded one after another, and the Tianmen continued to cycle through collapse and recasting.
Guo Youshan's face was pale, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly. He had consumed too much energy and blood, and was eroded by mustard poison and mustard bugs, so he hurt himself and forced out the poisonous blood containing the poisonous poison.
"That's it!"
Guo Youshan sighed, stared at Ying Ziye, and shouted coldly: "Eighth Young Master, I will kill you again one day!"
Then the figure disappeared and flew away into the air.
In an instant, he quickly left the inn and flew hundreds of feet away towards the outside of the city.
"Finally gone!"
Ying Ziye watched Guo Youshan leave, breathed a sigh of relief, stopped maintaining Tianmen, closed his eyes, and passed out due to weakness.
Although the battle lasted only two quarters of an hour, the consumption was really huge. Even if he swallowed Qi and Blood Pills all the time to replenish the consumption, he would still be overburdened.
Ying Gou picked up Ying Ziye, and at this time all the houses in the station were destroyed by the aftermath of the battle.
She randomly found a wooden board and placed Ying Ziye on it.
"Master!"
Yuan Tiangang and the sweeping monk arrived first.
He hurriedly input his energy to check the condition of Ying Ziye's body, and was relieved when he saw that there was no damage.
Their expressions softened.
Meng Tian, Jian Jiu, Hou Qing, Master Xiao Meng and others followed closely behind.
"Young master fell into coma due to excessive consumption and burden."
Yuan Tiangang and the sweeping monk spoke.
After hearing this, Jian Jiu and Meng Tian calmed down their nervousness.
At Fucheng Station, Jian Jiu and others guarded Ying Ziye, fearing that Guo Youshan would return and be assassinated by a killer.
Two hours later, dawn has arrived.
The sun has not yet risen, but the sky is bright.
Ying Zi woke up slowly at night, his eyes flashing with spiritual light, and his fatigue had dissipated.
It wasn't until he woke up that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Eighth Young Master, my rescue was late, please atone for your sins!"
Meng Tian bowed and worshiped.
"None of your business!"
Ying Ziye waved his hand, not caring, and said, "I was careless this time. I didn't expect the enemy to be so powerful."
In the previous battle, Ying Ziye felt that Guo Youshan was only at the top of the sky, but his strength was probably far beyond that of ordinary land gods!
Looking at the world, who would be the person with such a strong martial arts cultivation and deep inner strength? !
Ying Ziye shouted: "Tiangang, send bad guys to investigate this matter!"
"With such deep inner strength, it is absolutely impossible for him to be a child, he must be an old monster."
"Although I was injured, Guo Youshan was also severely injured. If he is an old guy from a certain family, this battle will definitely deplete his energy and he will die soon!"
"Here!"
Yuan Tiangang accepted the order and immediately summoned the bad guys to arrange the task.
After a while, Ying Ziye slowly walked out of the inn with the support of Yuan Tiangang.
"How was the incident with the assassin last night?"
Yuan Tiangang shook his head and said: "These people don't seem to be really trying to assassinate the young master, they are just trying to lure us away."
"oh?!"
When Ying Ziye heard this, his brows showed deep thought, and he couldn't help but pondered: "Could it be that Guo Youshan arranged all this?"
While pondering.
Zhong Limei rushed over, knelt on the ground with a bang, kowtowed heavily and said: "My lord, come and apologize!"
"As a local guard, it is really my fault that the Eighth Young Master was injured."
"Get up! It's not your fault."
"This young master is careless!"
Ying Ziye smiled indifferently, but he didn't care. Instead, he said, "I really admire your archery skills. Please follow me on my eastward tour!"
"After returning to Xianyang City, I will ask my father to grant you a position."
When Zhong Limei heard this, his eyes lit up, but he did not respond in a hurry, thinking about something.
Seeing his silence, Ying Ziye asked, "What, you don't want to?"
"No!"
Zhong Limei said in a deep voice: "I can follow the Eighth Young Master, but there are two conditions."
"oh?!"
When Ying Ziye heard this, he became interested and joked: "I promote you, but you still have to negotiate terms with me."
"However, I am willing to listen to what you have to say."
Seeing that the Eighth Young Master was not angry, Zhong Limei breathed a sigh of relief and said: "First, Fucheng must be properly placed to ensure that there are people here to defend it; second, allow me to take away my brothers."
"He is a devoted and affectionate person!"
Ying Ziye praised him, smiled and said, "Young master, you are so kind."
The post station has been destroyed and is being rebuilt by the government.
He then followed Zhong Limei to live in the county government office.
Because it is midsummer in June and July, there are many heavy rains, so the county magistrate and county magistrate went outside the city to organize dredging of rivers and construction of dams in the past few days.
Approaching the night!
A hundred miles away from Fucheng, in the mountains and wilderness.
Guo Youshan found a big stone and sat down, adjusting his own Qi.
But the loss of Qi and blood was so severe that his true appearance gradually appeared, his hair was graying, his skin was wrinkled layer by layer, and even his body was stooped.
Such a change was quickly suppressed by Guo Youshan to stabilize his energy and blood.
But at this moment, he had lost a lot of blood, consumed 80% to 90% of his qi, blood and true energy. He was also severely damaged by the mustard poison and countless mustard bugs, leaving him feeling extremely empty.
Guo Youshan exhaled a long breath, shocked in his heart, and sighed secretly: "I didn't expect that the Eighth Young Master would be so powerful and have such a rich background. This operation was obviously a little short of success!"
"If you miss the opportunity to kill the Eighth Young Master this time, it will definitely become a disaster in the future!"
"hateful!"
Thinking of this, Guo Youshan's face became unwilling, and his figure gradually faded away and disappeared into the night.
