Li Yan, whose body was covered with bruises and his face was stained with blood, could not utter a word while his mouth was trembling.
The fist that was thrown stopped in the air, the arm with bloody bones and broken bones also stayed still, and everything in front of Yiran stopped.
Suddenly, he remembered this familiar scene very clearly. It was an existence that even the self-destruction of the magic spirit in the mid-term could not break.
Now this scene appeared in front of Yiran again.
A young figure flew over from a distance and stood in front of Yi Ran in the blink of an eye, but his eyes were completely focused on Li Yan.
The young man pinched Li Yan's injured arm with his fingers, and then wiped all the blood on Li Yan's clothes with disgust.
Only then did San San speak:
"Ouch, Elder Li Yan, what's wrong with your arm? All the bones are broken!"
"Even if you use spiritual-level healing potions, I'm afraid it will take a long time to recover, and even if you recover, there may be sequelae. After all, it is a lack of new bones that have been tempered."
After saying that, the young man seemed to remember something again and began to look around.
After discovering the long knife on the ground in the distance, he began to ask in a surprised tone:
"How come, today you don't use the knife and use your fists instead? But even if you practice boxing, you don't need to throw away the knife, right?"
"That demon-suppressing knife of yours, Lao Shizi, is quite impressive when you think about it!"
It seemed that the young man was not happy if Li Yan was not touched. He ignored Yiran completely and started to circle around Li Yan.
"To deal with a little guy who has just entered the spiritual realm, you have fallen into such a situation. It seems that you are a loser without a knife."
"Fortunately, I thought you were so great before. If we weren't in Luotian Peak, I would have wanted to beat you."
As he spoke, the young man tapped Li Yan's chest with his finger, then jumped back and shouted "Ha", then punched Li Yan in the chest.
However, under the punch, Li Yan's body only shook a few times, but Li Yan suddenly retracted his hand, and then kept waving it.
"The martial arts cultivator's body is really tough. It seems that I won't be able to use my fists to hit him in the future."
After doing all this, the young man finally let go of Li Yan, turned around and squatted down to look at Yi Ran who was sitting on the ground.
Yiran's eyes were also on the young king looking at each other. Just because he was at odds with Li Yan did not mean that he would definitely help him. He might even be an oriole watching a mantis stalk a cicada.
But Yiran, who was in the opponent's territory, could hardly move his lips, let alone speak.
"You are a very good boy. You have only been a member of the sect for a few years and you have already laid Li Yanqian down. Do you want to come to Luotian Peak to hang out with me?"
"Hey, you kid, don't look at me and say nothing. Luo Tianfeng's treatment is pretty good, and he has a high status in the sect. I only invited you because of your talent."
"Otherwise, even if you have broken through the spiritual level and have terrifying talents, you will still have to immerse yourself in the headquarters for two years."
"Hey, hey, hey, you kid, don't be so shameless. I invited you kindly, but you didn't even say a word!"
The young man who was gradually losing his patience reached out and grabbed Yiran's already torn clothes, pulled Yiran to him, and said in a very fierce and even threatening tone:
"Don't be ungrateful, I have already invited you sincerely!"
Seeing that Yiran still had no intention of opening his mouth to speak, the young man remembered that he had just pulled Yiran over.
It took him a moment to understand something, and then he immediately let go of his hand, letting Yiran resume his previous position and sit on the ground.
"Song Tianpeng, die for me!"
Li Yan, who felt the disappearance of his domain, did not hit Yiran with his raised fist, but directly hit the young man named Song Tianpeng in front of him.
But an unexpected scene appeared again.
Song Tianpeng, who was so weak that he took the initiative to hit Li Yan, but felt extremely painful, did not even turn around, and Li Yan flew out on his own.
After smashing dozens of big trees, it stopped and fell to the ground.
Yiran understood that Song Tianpeng, who did not turn around, was extremely confident in his own fighting power because of the king's absolute suppression of the monks below him.
However, Yiran never expected that Song Tianpeng said directly:
"It's funny. My body didn't have time to react too quickly. Otherwise, I really want to see him flying away with my own eyes."
Song Tianpeng sighed, and then continued:
"It's all thanks to your boxing, otherwise my body might be even weaker."
"But have you decided whether to join Luo Tianfeng?"
"And you have to know that only by joining Luo Tianfeng will you avoid these pickled things."
"Moreover, only if you join Luo Tianfeng, Luo Yifeng will not be remembered. After all, you have too many secrets."
Yiran looked at the young man named Song Tianpeng in front of him, and remembered a word "Second Second" that he had only heard in that world.
But no matter what Song Tianpeng's character was, Yiran still listened carefully to his opinions.
But Yiran's final answer was only one word "no".
"I am the child picked up by Grandpa Gude. Although my current cultivation and combat strength are all obtained by my own chance."
"But I have always had only one purpose in joining Luotian Sect, and that is to revive Luo Yifeng for Grandpa Gude."
"Now that Luo Yifeng has made some progress, he is being targeted by other factions. You just don't care, but you still want me to leave Luo Yifeng?"
"Senior Song Tianpeng, I wonder if you have a firm belief that must be realized?"
"Or, is there someone you must protect?"
"Then I can tell my seniors that reviving Luo Yifeng is my belief. Every disciple of Luo Yifeng is someone I must protect."
"And what I did today was just to seek justice for those junior brothers who died innocently at the hands of my fellow disciples."
Yiran was coughing up blood while speaking his mind hoarsely, but Song Tianpeng turned away somehow, pretending not to want to hear.
Seeing Song Tianpeng turn around, Yiran had a wry smile on his face, and could only feel sad secretly, lamenting that the huge Luo Tianzong could not tolerate small justice.
Yiran, who was originally unable to fight anymore but never let go of the Peach Blossom Sword, finally put down the Peach Blossom Sword.
He no longer paid attention to the sound of the Peach Blossom Sword and let the Peach Blossom Sword fall to the ground.
He was too tired from practicing all the way. Huang Huang was forced to withdraw from the Huang family, and he encountered threats from the Luotian Sect.
Is there no sense of friendship between blood relatives and the same clan in the face of interests?
For the first time in his practice, Yiran felt extremely tired. It was the loneliness that can only be felt by a lone traveler without any companions.
His mind gradually became dead, and endless darkness enveloped Yiran. A kind of cold that penetrated into his soul froze Yiran's thoughts.
I don’t know how long I have been sinking in the darkness, but suddenly a crystal clear ruby appeared in the endless darkness, and the light emanating from the ruby lit up a place in the darkness.
Yi Ran followed the direction of the light and walked to the foothold illuminated by the ruby.
When Yiran looked up again, what he saw was a golden dragon, and the light was its dragon energy.
Yiran immediately came to his senses. This dragon was the dragon vein of Baishou Town, and the ruby was his own blood!
Yiran, who wanted to understand this, began to gradually feel that she was wrapped in warmth, and memories emerged in her mind.
The butterfly I caught with Yu Die, the road I walked with the beggar Zhang San, the wine I drank with Huang Zhan, Ma Mingyao and others, was carried away by Mo Xiangyi to escape, and spent life and death with Song Yulong and others.
Yiran finally came to his senses and realized that he had never been alone.
Since you are never alone on your journey, how can you give up so easily!
Suddenly, Yiran opened his eyes, and the Peach Blossom Sword, which had a close connection with Yiran, flew directly into Yiran's hand.
Using the Peach Blossom Sword to support her body with difficulty, Yi Ran looked at Song Tianpeng's back tremblingly and murmured:
"Even if I die, I will not abandon my beliefs, let alone give up easily."
"If I really get the step where I have no choice, then let me die for my faith!"
Song Tianpeng still did not turn around, but stretched out his left hand and waved it casually and said:
"Only with great strength can you get the justice you want. Everything else is just nonsense."
"I just pointed out an easier path for you. Since you don't want to choose, you would rather go down the bumpy road."
"Then I respect your choice and hope you can move forward unswervingly."
"After all, this is all your own choice!"
Yi Ran was about to nod, but Song Tianpeng said bluntly:
"Then I'll show you what power is!"
As he spoke, the sky above his head suddenly darkened. Dozens of thunder suddenly crashed down, and then countless streams of flames interspersed among the thunder, making it look like doomsday was coming.
But when this destructive power came to Yiran and the others, it seemed to be pressing on a barrier.
The tears and flames destroyed the entire plain to pieces, but it was like there was an umbrella above the two of them, blocking all attacks for them.
This umbrella is Song Tianpeng's spiritual power. God is indeed fair sometimes.
Song Tianpeng's body is even weaker than ordinary people, but his mental power has surpassed many kings.
Even compared to the ancestor of the Huang family, it is even worse.
Yiran looked at the sudden appearance of destructive magic with confusion. After a long time, he saw two waves of people coming from the direction of Luotian Sect.
"Damn it, who asked you to cast magic? What on earth do you want to do!"
"What are we doing? There have been thieves in Luotian Sect recently. There is such a big movement here. Of course we want to kill them!"
"Kill the thief? I think you want to destroy the body and eliminate all traces!"
"You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Don't worry, I will go to Luotian Peak to report it, saying that you framed a fellow sect member!"
"Are we falsely accusing a fellow sect member? I think you have evil intentions!"
The two opposing parties constantly accused each other and then moved closer in this direction.
You argue with me over every word.
But when they saw Yiran and Song Tianpeng clearly, a group of people immediately fell to the ground, saluted Song Tianpeng, then turned around and yelled in the air:
"Damn it, this is Elder Song Tianpeng, how dare you attack the Elder King of Luotian Peak, let's see who reports who's fault back to the sect!"
After hearing their insults, the group of people in the sky suddenly lost their confidence and stopped tit-for-tat.
After bowing and saluting Song Tianpeng, he immediately turned around and left.
But Yiran was still immersed in Song Tianpeng's attack just now. He directly blocked the attacks of at least two late-stage magic spirits with just his mental power. What a terrifying strength this is!
After a while, he suddenly roared out:
"No, damn it, Elder Pei Li!"
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Yiran made a breakthrough in Donghuang City by chance. Under the baptism of Thunder Tribulation, although his cultivation level had broken through to Nascent Soul, his mental power had not.
Originally, Yiran's mental power was the strongest, and he was the first to show signs of breaking through like a Nascent Soul.
But after Yiran stepped into the "Nascent Soul", his mental power did not actually improve.
So in today's desperate situation, he encountered his inner demon.
The inner demons made Yiran feel lonely and Yiran chose to give up in despair. Fortunately, Yiran is inextricably linked to the dragon vein of Baishou Town.
In a desperate situation, the connection between Longmai and Yiran allowed Yiran to find a place in the darkness and regain his faith and persistence.
When Yiran woke up, he had overcome this inner demon tribulation and truly became a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm.
But what even Yiran didn't know was that just when Yiran was getting through the inner demon tribulation.
All the residents of Baishou Town saw with their own eyes a golden dragon roaring into the sky in the ancient house on the top of the mountain.
Amid the rolling thunder, the heavenly dragon hovered for a long time before falling back to the ground and disappearing.
That is to say, today, Huang Zhan led 20,000 cavalry to defeat the 100,000 infantry of Wuquan Principality.
Then he led the cavalry to shuttle back and forth on the border between the two countries, penetrated three barracks of 100,000 people in the Wuquan Principality, and killed more than 150,000 enemies at the cost of 15,000 cavalry deaths!
This is one of the few great battles in the history of the Principality of Wind and Fire.
This is a record that is enough to engrave Huang Zhan's name on a monument of merit!
And all of this can actually be attributed to the luck brought by the second dragon vein of the Duke of Wind and Fire to achieve the spiritual level!
No one can imagine that the small Principality of Wind and Fire actually has two spiritual dragon veins that gave birth to spiritual wisdom because of Yi Ran!
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