“Geeh….”

Fengliu's teeth clenched and made a sound.

Everyone was chilling. His face was covered with blue veins and sweating like rain. The black air on half of his face was floating and being pulled, but it was like a maggot on his tarsal bone and refused to leave.

Xiao Chen and others' eyes flashed.

This process is quite painful, I hope Fengliu can endure it.

Fengliu clenched her fists.

"ah....."

A shrill cry came out, and the toxins on Fengliu's face were completely pulled out, and the original golden poison-pull ointment turned black and brown, looking a little disgusting.

Xiao Chen raised his hand and took it off.

The romantic face twitched slightly, still in pain.

However, it does not look so hideous. The originally dark flesh and blood have now returned to blood red, like rotten flesh.

Chu Yiyi and Tang Jiuer couldn't bear to look at her.

They all turned their heads away.

And in Xiao Chen's hand, the sword energy was suspended.

His eyes stared at Fengliu and said, "Senior Brother Fengliu, next I will cut off your rotten meat and repair it with medicine. You can hold it back."

The wind smiled.

"I have survived even if I remove the poison, and there are still people who can't survive with you? Come on!"

Xiao Chen is not too long-winded.

With his hands raised his sword, the rotten flesh on Fengliu's face was cut down, blood splattered, dyeing Fengliu's clothes red, Fengliu clenched his fists and said nothing.

A jade bottle appeared in Xiao Chen's hand.

Jade muscle Taiqing Pill!

It has the effect of living dead people, flesh and bones.

When the adoptive father was resurrected, he regained his physical vitality with the help of the Jade Peel Taiqing Pill, and now he must have effect on the romantic face.

As for the effect, Xiao Chen didn't know.

After all, this is his first time doing it.

Everything depends on the fortune of the romantic.

Xiao Chen opened the jade bottle, squeezed the jade scent Taiqing Pill into powder, and then sprinkled it on Fengliu's face little by little. Fengliu closed his eyes and felt it quietly.

It's cool and cool.

The pain was relieved and itchy.

"Xiao Chen, it's a little itchy." Feng Liu spoke.

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed and he said, "Senior Brother Fengliu, hold back the pain and itch, and your face may recover."

Fengliu nodded and lay on the ground without moving.

Let the pain and itch sweep across the face.

His eyes were confined and patient.

Now that Fengliu's injuries have been treated, the rest is Kuanglang's broken arm problem. Although the injury is not as serious as Fengliu, the process is thousands of times more dangerous than Fengliu.

Kuanglang also looked solemn.

Xiao Chen took out his broken arm. At this time, among the ice, it was Li Daoyang's arm, which was suspended in the void. Xiao Chen looked at Tuoba Feng and Qin Ziyu and said, "Senior Brother Tuoba, hold down Kuanglang, Second Brother, you cut his wounds and bones open, remember, one sword is successful."

The two nodded.

An ancient sword appeared in Qin Ziyu's hand, and the sword was unsheathed. Tuoba Feng held Kuanglang steadily and took off his upper body's clothes. Qin Ziyu handed the sword sheath to Kuanglang, "Bite it."

A relaxed smile on the wild wave.

"A real man is still afraid of pain?"

Qin Ziyu didn't say anything anymore. The sword light flashed, and the crazy wave's body trembled. Blood splattered at the broken arm, and the blood flowed like a stream. At this moment, Xiao Chen cut his palm and a hot phoenix blood sprayed on the frozen arm.

In an instant, the ice was unsealed!

The arm returned to normal temperature, and Xiao Chen took his arm and directly connected to Kuanglang's arm. The immortal power flowed. In an instant, a terrifying force burst out and bloomed directly at the docking point between Kuanglang's wound and his arm.

In an instant, Xiao Chen, Kuang Lang, Qin Ziyu, and Tuoba Feng all felt extremely depressed.

Xiao Chen's phoenix blood dripped on the wound.

Use blood to moisturize the wound and recover quickly.

The bones were connected to bones, the flesh was connected to flesh, and blood was connected to blood. In an instant, the arms healed directly. Xiao Chen, Tuoba Feng and Qin Ziyu retreated, and Kuang Lang's face was extremely ferocious and in great pain.

He held his new arm and trembled all over.

The arm flashed with fairy light.

It is full of mysterious patterns, from wrists to shoulders, and contains magnificent opportunities. It is the arms that are blessed by the powerful sub-saints, and the sub-saint rules are embedded in it, which is naturally powerful.

This is also something Xiao Chen is worried about.

He was afraid that the wild waves would not be able to hold on.

He didn't know what the consequences would be.

Everything is left to fate!

"Xiao Chen, what if Kuanglang can't bear it?" On the one hand, Tuoba Feng and Qin Ziyu spoke. Even if they stood aside, they could feel the strength of the arm.

In contrast, Xiao Chen stared at him.

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, "If he can't bear it, I'll cut his hand down, otherwise he might be crushed to death by the power of the sub-saint!"

Hearing this, everyone was in a state of silence.

So domineering.

However, if Kuanglang can really withstand it, it will be a great fortune for him. The blessing of the Sub-Saint will soar, and his combat power will not be weaker than Li Daoyang, or even stronger.

And the opportunity of the sub-saint is cause and effect.

In the future, he may be able to use the sub-saint's slightest rule power to hit a higher realm.

The premise is that he can withstand the situation.

"ah...."

Crazy Lang screamed in pain, and he couldn't help it.

Pain swept across the body.

His body was filled with majestic immortal power, as if his broken arm did not recognize him, despised him for being weak, but Kuanglang refused to admit defeat.

He has to get him!

Do whatever you want!

His eyes were bleeding and his seven orifices were bleeding, but he still insisted. Seeing this scene, Tuoba Feng and Qin Ziyu couldn't help but take action, but were stopped by Xiao Chen.

"Xiao Chen, Kuanglang can't hold on anymore."

Xiao Chen said in a deep voice: "That is also his choice. The path to a strong man is to die for a lifetime. One general succeeds and thousands of bones are undone. Kuanglang has the right to become stronger, and he himself has not given up. Why should we give up on behalf of him?"

In a word, Tuoba Feng was speechless.

"But, Kuanglang is likely to be in danger of life."

Qin Ziyu looked at Xiao Chen.

How could Xiao Chen not know about this?

He was worried, too.

But it's useless, everything depends on Kuanglang himself.

He insisted again.

They cannot deprive him of his rights.

Unless, he gives up on himself.

But he didn't.

He will conquer the broken arm, the will of the Holy Holy.

Xiao Chen believed in him because he saw indomitableness, perseverance and fearlessness in Kuanglang, these are all things that a strong man should have.

Rumble!

The storm suddenly changed, and the terrifying power fell directly on Kuanglang's body. His body was filled with terrifying fairy light. His bones made a crisp sound, crackling, and his eyes were even more dazzling.

In this scene, Xiao Chen smiled.

"Crazy Lang, he succeeded!"

Tuoba Feng and others were also extremely excited. Kuanglang really supported him. He was recognized by the broken arm. At this time, Kuanglang stood up. His momentum was like a rainbow, soaring into the sky, and a mark appeared on his right arm.

Among them, there is an unparalleled power.

Kuanglang smiled and raised his arms.
Chapter completed!