"Disaster comes from heaven."

Meng Yong also smiled bitterly. With a smile, it affected his injuries and his face turned pale. "Sorry, I've implicated you this time."

"I owe you a favor, now we are both cleared." The invisible person was Yun Ming, her voice was a little weak.

Meng Yong's eyes flashed slightly and asked, "Are you seriously injured?"

"I can't die for the time being."

Tuna was there, and she didn't rush. After they finished communicating, she asked, "Girl, which sect are you from?"

"Tianyuan Dao." Yun Ming said solemnly.

Tuna seemed to have some doubts in her expression, "I am ignorant and have never heard of the noble school."

With a loud bang, Yun Ming put away the black umbrella and saw her red robe with blood on her mouth. Her originally fair face was pale as paper. She said in a very serious tone, "The Heavenly Yuan Dao was passed down from ancient times. He has been passed down from generation to generation and has taken it as his responsibility to protect the people of the world..."

When Tuna saw her true face, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. The practitioner in front of her at the peak of the spiritual realm turned out to be a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.

In this world, there are fewer practitioners than warriors because the threshold for practice is higher, and only qualified people can become practitioners. This number is far less than those with talent for martial arts.

Secondly, the path of cultivation is even more difficult. Most practitioners stay in the first realm and can at most transform into magic tricks. Very few people can break through to the second realm of agility.

The spiritual realm practitioners Tuna have seen are at least thirty or even forty or fifty years old.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, at the peak of the spiritual realm, there is such a person in this world?

Tuna Gujing Wubo's mood was moved by it.

A practitioner in the agile realm cannot threaten the master, and with the power of true essence, he can break any spells.

However, after reaching the third level of Tongxuan Realm, the strength of the practitioner has undergone earth-shaking changes, and even a master cannot easily win.

In the Kingdom of Fire Cloud, the Fire Dragon Temple is ranked above the Tiger Boxing Gym, and there is not no reason.

If this girl breaks through to the Tongxuan Realm and adds her spiritual weapon that can cover up all traces, she will be an extremely terrible enemy.

What's even more terrifying is that she is so young, with her talent, she is likely to enter the realm of extraordinary saints. At that time, it will not only be the Tiger Boxing Hall, but also the Fire Dragon Hall.

For a moment, Tuna was so murderous that she no longer had the calm mood at the beginning.

In comparison, the life and death of the master named Meng Yong is no longer important.

Tuna punched out without warning. A few meters away, the true energy attacked. Yun Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, and the man flew backwards, and was about to fall to the ground. He pressed one hand on her shoulder and held her.

"mean."

Meng Yong's eyes were red and she was extremely angry. She never expected that Tuna, who had always been very mage-like, would suddenly attack. She just regretted that she was too seriously injured at this time and that her true energy could not be condensed.

Tuna felt even more afraid when she saw that the girl was not dead. The punch just now was his full force, and even if the master was hit, he would be seriously injured. The girl was only in a state of agility and her physical fitness would never be stronger than the master.

There is only one possibility that the clothes on her body were also spiritual weapons to withstand his full blow.

“Too much.”

At this moment, an angry voice suddenly rang.

Tuna and Meng Yong looked over at the same time before they noticed the warrior who had been ignored by them.

It was Chen Yaodong who spoke. As soon as Yun Ming opened his mouth, he recognized it. Although he had some speculation in his heart, he could not have imagined that he would encounter her identity as a cultivator in this way.

The black umbrella that she never left was actually a spiritual weapon that could be invisible or defended, which made him jealous.

Chen Yaodong had been thinking about what time to take action, but when he saw Turtle attacking and injured Yun Ming. At that time, he was furious.

Anyway, Yun Ming and him are nominal relatives whose names are printed on the same household registration book. Tuna used this method to hurt her, which was extremely shameless.

"Let me go..."

Yun Ming struggled to push his hand away on his shoulder, supported the ground with a black umbrella, and slowly sat down to the ground. An abnormal red flashed across his face, and he said hurriedly, "Meng Yong, help me take care of my nephew." Then, a powerful aura emerged from his body.

Take care of your sister.

Chen Yaodong pointed at her neck and fainted. The breath suddenly dissipated, "If you are so injured, why are you showing off your strength? Lie down."

On the opposite side, Tuna, and Meng Yong, who were tense, all looked at him in surprise. Just now, Yun Ming was obviously going to launch the forbidden secret technique. In less than a second, the aura emitted was terrifyingly powerful.

This secret method often costs life.

Even Tuna felt a huge threat, Meng Yong felt sad, and before he could shout "no", the person had already made Chen Yaodong point it.

Chen Yaodong rushed towards Tuna without any nonsense.

Tuna looked at him, with a little admiration in her eyes, "Yes, it's rare that you have the courage to punch the master."

Meng Yong, who was standing beside him, rushed towards Tuna like a moth to the fire, and his eyes turned red. At this moment, under the same hatred of the enemy, a tragic feeling ejaculated in his heart.

"Even warriors, even if they die, they will die." As she was in a state of excitement, the true energy in her body condensed slightly and stood up from the ground.

At this moment, she saw the Qi-training warrior who could not see the true face stretched out his finger and hooked it, as if saying, "Come here." The disdain was expressed vividly.

"kill."

Suddenly, a loud shout full of murderous intent made her ears buzz.

Meng Yong is a master after all, with a body of refining hundreds of times. His physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people and he has not been greatly affected. When he saw Tuna, he seemed to be greatly stimulated. His face, which was originally paralyzed, had an astonishing murderous intent and killed him at the other party.

How could his murderous intent be so heavy?

Meng Yong felt a little puzzled, but he had no time to think about it. Seeing that the warrior was about to die tragically under Tuna's men, he lifted the last trace of true energy in his body and rushed over.

Tuna punched the warrior's chest, but the scene of blood flying did not appear, just a muffled sound. Almost at the same time, the warrior's fist also hit Tuna and knocked him back two steps.

This incredible scene caused the true energy that Meng Yong had just mentioned to dissipate instantly. As the energy was disordered, he opened his mouth and vomited blood again.

But she had no idea, her eyes staring straight ahead, unable to believe what she saw.

A warrior who practices Qi six or seven levels was punched by the master, but it seemed to be unscathed, but instead injured the master with one punch.

This simply subverted her worldview. Just as the two of them punched each other, fighting each other like street gangsters, they had already exchanged three punches in the blink of an eye.

Wow

Tuna finally spat a mouthful of blood.

Meng Yong felt dizzy and panic in his heart. Could it be that I was too injured and had hallucinations?
Chapter completed!