Both are masters, Meng Yong has never experienced any life-and-death battle. His cultivation is all from the secret cultivation.

Anyway, it is a peaceful era. In addition to war zones, there are special training methods like the Tiger Boxing Gym. Few warriors need to fight to death frequently.

She saw that such a powerful Tuna was beaten to death in such a frustrating way. It can be seen that the great practitioner's nature is so cruel.

A master was beaten to death by a practitioner with his fist. Isn’t this humiliation?

She was also a master, and could understand Tuna's grief and anger before her death.

It can also be seen from this that this practitioner is either extremely confident or simply a madman. He is a top master. If he breaks through at the forefront and conflicts with the confinement of spells, he can kill him with just one punch at such a close distance.

Isn't this crazy, what's it?

Meng Yong is not afraid of a strong man like Tuna. At least he can communicate, at most he will die. But a strong man like this who cannot guess with common sense is the most terrifying thing. You don’t know what he will do.

"Previous...senius, I was so offended just now..." She said stutteringly, but saw that the other party ignored her, with one hand behind her, looking mysterious.

"Former...sen?"

Meng Yong's heart trembled, and countless miserable experiences had appeared in his mind. He made up his mind and was wondering whether he would be self-subsistence.

At this time, the other party finally spoke, "Are you a member of the Demon Sect?"

Seeing that he was willing to communicate, Meng Yong replied cautiously, "There is no Demon Sect in this world. More than a hundred years ago, the last sect leader disappeared, and the Demon Sect was divided into pieces. After several wars, no one thought it was inherited by the Demon Sect."

"Have you heard of Cihang Jingzhai?"

Meng Yong recalled it carefully and said carefully, "I have never heard of this place I mentioned before."

"Then are there any Taoist demons in your demon sect?

A cold sweat broke out on Meng Yong's forehead, "I... I have never heard of this technique."

The man said, "That's good."

Meng Yong didn't know what was good, so he didn't dare to ask.

Chen Yaodong just heard the word "Demon Sect" and felt that the style was a little wrong, so he asked those two questions. Fortunately, it was not what he thought. He asked again, "Can you leave yourself, right?"

Meng Yong nodded violently and said that he could do it.

Chen Yaodong ignored her, picked up Yun Ming and left quickly.

"Wait, senior"

When Meng Yong saw that he actually took Yun Ming away, he was anxious and struggled to stand up, but saw that the person had disappeared. His movements were too fierce, which touched the wound and his eyes turned black.

For a moment, she felt sad.

Yun Ming knew that she had encountered such a powerful enemy, but she still ignored her own life and resolutely helped her. She would never forget this friendship.

"If you have any accidents, I will definitely avenge you."

She was extremely angry.

"Who should I avenge me?"

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded beside him.

Meng Yong turned around and saw the person coming, and could no longer control his emotions, "Miss..."

"He is so adult, he is still like a child, crying at any time." The man had long hair, and couldn't see his face clearly in the darkness. She chuckled, holding her hand and said, "Tell me, what happened."

Meng Yong was a little embarrassed to be said, stabilized his emotions, and felt that the alien true energy in his body was quickly expelled, so he simply said what had just happened.

"There is such an interesting person in the Kingdom of Huoyun. If you have the chance, you must meet him." The woman smiled and let go of her hand.

Meng Yong had a little blood on his face, and the true energy in his body had recovered. He said, "Miss, I want to save Yun Ming."

"If you want to go, go. Do you know why you have been unable to break through to the realm of True Yuan?"

"Miss, you said last time that I was not in a good mood."

"Our sect is called Hongchen Sect, which is the most important core. Any sect must experience Hongchen. The deeper the experience, the closer it can be to the essence of the martial arts. In recent years, you have run a club and the original intention is good. However, watching coldly is not considered to be a training."

Meng Yong thoughtfully and said, "I understand."

"Go."

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Chen Yaodong hugged Yun Ming and ran wildly on the road.

She was lighter than she thought, and she held it in her arms as light as nothing. Even in a coma, she was holding the black umbrella firmly in her hand.

Chen Yaodong didn't plan to go home. If someone from the Security Bureau came to him, it would be troublesome. He was naturally not afraid of it alone, and it would be a little troublesome to bring Yun Ming, who was injured and unconscious.

He was going to go to the street of the Mo Family Martial Arts Hall to find a private clinic to see Yun Ming's injuries.

While walking, we summarized the battle just now.

The third level of the Nine Death Golden Body Technique is more powerful than he imagined. He hit the Tunna Five Fist, but was slightly injured, and probably lost one-fifth of his blood bar.

After the internal breath is enhanced, the power of Vajra Fist is several times stronger than before.

The defense has become stronger and the attack has become higher, so killing Tuna is easier than killing Songpa.

But he couldn't figure out one thing, why did Tuna use the method of fighting with him for injuries?

Tuna's mastery of moves was not known how many streets he had left. If he really wanted to choose You Dou, it would not be so easy for him to kill the other party.

If you want to fight with him, you're simply seeking death.

However, Tuna's physical fitness is really perverted. He will not die if he eats five punches. If he had not practiced the third level of the Nine-Death Golden Body Skill, he would definitely die today.

After thinking about it, I can only say that ridicule is a magical skill. It not only bans skills, but also affects IQ.

Chen Yaodong had secretly used the blood bottle and the blue bottle with his mobile phone. He operated his hands behind his back and did not let Meng Yong see this blind exercise method. He had specially practiced this kind of blind exercise method, and it came in handy today.

At that time, in addition to being injured, he also consumed seven or seven times of internal breath, and he was unsure.

Just as I was thinking, the clinic arrived.

It was already past 11 o'clock in the evening and the clinic was closed.

Chen Yaodong rang the doorbell.

After a while, the light outside turned on, and an old man in a single dress opened the door inside and looked at him through the telescopic door outside.

"Hello, she is injured, please help her."

The old man didn't say anything, pulled the door open and let them in.

Chen Yaodong didn't expect that he was so straightforward and didn't need to make any preparations.

There is a small clinic inside with a bed next to it. Chen Yaodong put Yun Ming on it and retreated aside.

The old man went over and took Yun Ming's pulse for a while, and said, "She has damaged her heart pulse, which is not serious. I will prescribe a few doses of medicine for her. Don't do heavy work these days."

"Thank you, the doctor." Chen Yaodong felt relieved when he heard that she was not seriously injured.

When the old man finished prescribing the medicine, Chen Yaodong said, "Can you stay with you for one night?"

The old man glanced at him and said, "When you leave tomorrow, remember to lock the door." After that, he went upstairs.

Chen Yaodong didn't expect him to be so easy to speak. After thanking him, he praised him, "A good person."

He found a stool and sat down, looked at the black umbrella in Yun Ming's hand, thinking that he didn't know if he could use it.

At this moment, a ball of flame appeared out of thin air and rolled into his face.
Chapter completed!