, Tianxing Medical Lord     !

Chen Feiyu is cold and his sword is even colder.

A bitter murderous intent permeates the surroundings.

Pan Danfeng got up from Chen Feiyu's arms obediently and walked behind him. Seeing Fan Zhesheng regretting and panic, he felt relieved.

Fan Zhesheng knew very well that even in his heyday, he was not Chen Feiyu's opponent, not to mention that he was injured by Chen Feiyu, and his entire arm was about to fall off, and he was not Chen Feiyu's opponent. He had only one way to die when fighting with Chen Feiyu.

Escape, you must escape!

Although he might encounter a dragon when he ran backwards, and he had no pill recipe and could not escape from the secret realm, the most important thing now is to escape from Chen Feiyu's sword first!

A sharp light flashed in Fan Zhesheng's eyes, and suddenly a palm in the air slapped a surging internal force at Chen Feiyu, and at the same time, he quickly jumped backwards.

"How can you stop me by palm power?" Chen Feiyu's cold voice came, and the Longyuan Sword condensed a dazzling purple sword light, easily shattering the attacking palm power, and jumped to chase Fan Zhesheng at an extremely fast speed!

Fan Zhesheng frowned slightly, and pointed his toes on the ground lightly. With a "click", the ground suddenly shattered, and dozens of tiny stones bounced up from the ground, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, flying towards Chen Feiyu.

Of course, the mere trick of carving insects could not stop Chen Feiyu. He saw his wrist tremble and wave a huge purple sword light forward again, carrying the boundless sword intent. Not only did he cut down all the stones that came, but his sword momentum was endless. The purple sword light continued to slash towards Fan Zhesheng.

As an old-fashioned "late-stage" strong man, Fan Zhesheng had his own extraordinary points. Seeing the sword light slashing, he suddenly bit his tongue, temporarily improving his potential, circulating all his true energy, and bounced out a ray of energy on the sword light.

Chen Feiyu's whole body was shocked, and the sword light suddenly disintegrated. He also took two steps back due to the shock. He couldn't help but feel shocked. Why did Fan Zhesheng suddenly become so powerful?

Fan Zhesheng's mouth was bleeding, Yin Tang was defeated, and his eyes were scary. He had just bitten the tip of his tongue and temporarily improved his skills. Although he successfully defeated Chen Feiyu, he had spent at least ten years of life, and maybe he would also hurt his vitality, causing his realm to fall, and the loss was huge.

There is no way. The most important thing now is to escape from here first, and then find a way to get back this revenge when the injury is healed later.

Fan Zhesheng glanced at Chen Feiyu hatred and was about to jump back while Chen Feiyu was retreating.

Suddenly, a fierce and unparalleled palm force came from behind unexpectedly, instantly slapped Fan Zhesheng's back heart.

With a "wow", Fan Zhesheng vomited blood and flew forward, falling heavily at Chen Feiyu's feet. Before he could stand up, a trace of coolness came from his neck, and the Longyuan Sword had already been pressed against his neck.

At this moment of death, he did not beg for mercy from Chen Feiyu at the first time, but looked back at Wen Xingzhou and shouted angrily: "Wen Xingzhou, you...you are so despicable, you are actually hiding me behind your back!"

The person who came out to stop Fan Zhesheng from escaping was Wen Xingzhou!

"Despicable?" Wen Xingzhou withdrew his palm, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he smiled and said, "A person who is Yin will always be Yin, you are just taking it upon yourself."

Fan Zhesheng's face suddenly changed, and he wanted to say something, but only heard Chen Feiyu's cold words come: "Stand up, I have a few words to ask you."

"You...what do you want to ask?" Fan Zhesheng stood up and slightly investigated his physical condition. He found that the injury was very serious. If he broke through head-on, the probability of escaping from Chen Feiyu and Wen Xingzhou was extremely low. For the current plan, he could only stabilize Chen Feiyu first and then find a way to escape.

"I remember you are Bian Yuanbai's master. I ask you, did Bian Yuanbai know my identity early in the morning?" Chen Feiyu couldn't help but ask curiously. Since the "Flower Appreciation Conference", Bian Yuanbai's attitude towards him has been extremely unusual. The only reasonable explanation is that Bian Yuanbai knows his true identity.

Fan Zhesheng's eyes flashed slightly, and he was just Bian Yuanbai, an apprentice. If Chen Feiyu knew the truth, when Chen Feiyu left the secret realm, it would inevitably be unfavorable to Bian Yuanbai. Then he said insincerely: "You misunderstood, Yuanbai doesn't know your identity."

"I don't like people who lie to me, because this makes me feel that I am regarded as a fool." Chen Feiyu's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a sword shadow flashed, which had already cut through Fan Zhesheng's throat. With a "wavy" sound, blood splattered out.

Fan Zhesheng was also thinking about finding an opportunity to escape with Chen Feiyu. Who would have thought that Chen Feiyu would kill him with a disagreement?

He widened his eyes and fell into a pool of blood. Before he died, he had only one thought in his mind: Chen Feiyu was not moral in martial arts...

Pan Danfeng looked at Fan Zhesheng's corpse on the ground and felt relieved: "Bah, I deserve it!"

Wen Xing was filled with emotion. The Wen family and the Bian family had been fighting openly and secretly for decades, but they had lost more than they won, which led to the Wen family's only second place in Weishui City. Unexpectedly, Bian Hongyuan and Fan Zhesheng, the two "late-stage" powerful men of the Bian family, died in the secret realm today. Although the Bian family will no longer be the opponent of the Wen family, he felt more or less sad about the death of a rabbit and the fox.

"Feiyu, what should we do now?" Pan Danfeng hugged Chen Feiyu's arm and pointed his hand at the black fog in the secret room.

Although these black fogs cannot pose any threat to Chen Feiyu, they pose a great threat to Pan Danfeng. Chen Feiyu cannot leave Pan Danfeng here alone.

Immediately, Chen Feiyu took out the pill recipe again. Now, for the current plan, he can only try whether the pill recipe can absorb the black fog.

Wen Xingzhou looked suspicious. Could it be that the pill recipe can absorb even black fog in addition to absorbing the yin evil energy?

The next moment, he knew the answer.

Chen Feiyu walked to the front of the secret room, raised the pill recipe in his hand, and poured his internal strength on it.

Suddenly, an extremely strong suction force was generated on the elixir. The black fog in front of him was pulled by the suction force, as if a vortex formed, gathering towards Chen Feiyu one after another, and was easily sucked in by the elixir.

"That's great, this pill formula is so amazing!" Pan Danfeng hugged Chen Feiyu's arm excitedly, and tiptoed to eat Chen Feiyu's face.

Wen Xingzhou was already stunned. Of course, he was not shocked by Pan Danfeng's bold style, but by the magic of the Dan formula. How good would it be if such a magical treasure were in his hands?

Of course, even though he was jealous, Fan Zhesheng, who had no choice but to lose rice, was going to show his example. Even if he had lent Wen Xingzhou ten courage, he would not dare to steal Chen Feiyu's pill recipe.

In a short time, the black fog near the door of the secret room had been sucked in by the Dan recipe.

"Let's go in." Chen Feiyu took the Danfang and drove the way forward. Pan Danfeng and Wen Xingzhou hurriedly followed in.
Chapter completed!