The atmosphere in the entire hall was as silent as a frozen glacier. Everyone did not dare to kick the air any more. Their eyes fell in front of them, their white clothes stained with blood. They leaned Monk Gaowan in front of him and looked at the unrecognizable Gaowan.

, with the hoarse and silent words at this moment, Xiao Yang suddenly felt a cramp in his heart that was like a knife blade. There was a backlog of energy in his chest, and he suppressed it with all his strength. With his eyes as calm as possible, he spoke gently to Gao Yao, "You will definitely know how to do it."

Perfect recovery, boss assures you. Definitely."

As if he had heard the great news, Monk Gaoyuan smiled. A heart-pounding pain spread through his soul, and he passed out again.

In the main hall, there was silence again.

Everyone seemed to feel that the power in Xiao Yang's body was spreading in all directions with a strange trace, which was a burst of cold and murderous intent.

At this moment, the temperature of the entire hall seemed to have dropped a lot out of thin air.

Xiao Yang's eyes were as cold and terrifying as a wild beast, and he stared at Monk Wuluo who fell on the ground in an instant. This look in his eyes made Monk Wuluo have the illusion of falling into the eighteenth level of hell, and the bones all over his body crackled.

The ground resounded, and he huddled back, his eyes filled with fear. At this moment, he regretted it beyond words.

He actually provoked such a terrifying evil star!

"No...no..." Monk Wu Lao panicked, his lips turned white and trembling as he murmured, his eyes looking around in panic, "Help me...help me..."

However, the cold and terrifying aura released from Henry Zhang's body now is like the arrival of a demon, and no one dares to touch it.

Snap!

Henry Zhang clenched his fists fiercely, and overwhelming murderous intent swarmed towards him. In an instant, Monk Wuluo spurted out a mouthful of blood, rolled down the Buddhist dojo, and his bones were broken.

The faces of everyone in the hall changed color.

This boy's strength is really terrifying. I am afraid that among the people present at the Three Sacred Mountains, only Master Xuankong, Master Qingfeng and Master Morun can compete with him.

“Xiao Yang!”

With a loud shout, the purple clothes flashed and landed between Monk Wulao and Henry Zhang.

"It's important to save people!" Xiao Jingyi urged.

Xiao Yang's forehead suddenly shook, his eyes regained some clarity, and he nodded towards Xiao Jingyi, "Thank you." After saying that, he turned around resolutely, and Xiao Jingyi turned around, flicked his arm, and sent a burst of white smoke towards him.

Monk Wulao flew towards him. Monk Wulao twitched and fainted on the spot.

"This is Abbot Wu Wu of Jiuhua Mountain." Ye Sang said in a deep voice.

Henry Zhang signaled Elder Wu Qin to place Abbot Wu Wu next to Monk Guanyuan, and his eyes slowly swept over the two people. The murderous intention that had been suppressed temporarily could not help but pass through his eyes again. The two people were covered in blood, and there was no trace of blood at all.

Any good place, even many parts of the body, skin, flesh and tattered clothes are stuck together, making it difficult to distinguish.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The silver needles suddenly appeared, and Henry Zhang did not hesitate any longer. Several silver needles landed on several important points on the two people's bodies almost at the same time.

They are all vital parts of the human body!

This move instantly caused a slight uproar in the hall. Elder Wu Qin's expression also changed drastically. If he hadn't seen that Xiao Jingyi and Ye Sang still looked extremely calm, he might not have been able to help but want to stop it. At this time,

I can only forcefully suppress my temper.

The seven vital points are pricked with needles and needles.

"Could this be...the Ghost Doctor's Seven Knocks and Thorns?" someone in the main hall exclaimed.

"The lost magic needle of the ghost doctor, Seven Knocks, is said to be able to save a person's life from the hands of the Lord of Hell."

"This boy is an expert in both medicine and martial arts. There is such a dazzling genius in the world."

The ghost doctor’s seven pricks!

This is just a needle drop that protects the lives of two people, which is enough to be surprising to everyone.

This is just the beginning.

Just as Xiao Jingyi said, there is only one way in the world to completely rescue the two of them from the gate of hell without leaving any sequelae...

The best magic needle in the world, the dragon dances for nine days!

A dragon roar shook the hall.

The silver needle shines in all directions, like a giant dragon soaring into the sky, bypassing the circle and Abbot Wuwu.

Henry Zhang concentrated all his attention, and the needles fell as fast as lightning.

The miraculous acupuncture techniques had already shocked everyone.

Not everyone knows the existence of the Dragon Dance Nine Heavens Divine Needle. However, Xiao Yang’s round of dancing needles is engraved in everyone’s minds like a god-like image.

Magical, wonderful!

Wonderful rejuvenation!

Many people can clearly feel that the vitality in the bodies of Monk Gaoyuan and Abbot Wuwu is gradually restored, as if a dead tree is blooming...

The method of a peerless miracle doctor!

This scene happened to fall in the eyes of another person.

Outside the main hall, on an inconspicuous branch, there is white hair and white beard, Tai Chi King!

Tai Chi King also rushed to Jiuhua Mountain, but he couldn't find what he wanted for a while.

Passing by the main hall inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of Henry Zhang performing acupuncture.

"Dragon Dance Nine Heavens Divine Needle?" Tai Chi King was faintly excited, "Is this really the Dragon Dance Nine Heavens Divine Needle, which is known as the best in the world? I don't know... whether it can cure my brother!"

King Tai Chi was unwilling to miss any opportunity to rescue the Holy Dragon King.

His eyes were locked tightly on Henry Zhang.

On the plane, he had already vaguely sensed how extraordinary this boy was, but there seemed to be an inexplicable restriction on this boy. Even he couldn't see through his true strength. Unexpectedly, this boy's abilities were far beyond his own.

Unexpected.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Henry Zhang's luck closed in an instant.

"gauze!"

With a soft drink, Elder Wu Qin quickly threw the prepared white gauze to Xiao Yang. Xiao Yang quickly and neatly bandaged the two of them. There were so many injuries in their bodies that they were all wrapped up, like a living person.

mummy-like.

At this moment, the two of them still haven't woken up.

Henry Zhang just reactivated the vitality in the two people's bodies through a round of acupuncture. To further treat their injuries, they still need the assistance of drugs. Of course, there is no rush now.

Henry Zhang signaled Elder Wu Qin to take the two of them aside, and his eyes instantly stared coldly at the unconscious monk Wu Lao who fell on the ground.

He can't wait!

If you have a complaint, if you have a grudge, take revenge!

With a blow from Xiao Jingyi's palm, Monk Wuluo slowly woke up. The first thing that caught his eye was Xiao Yang's eyes full of murderous intent. Monk Wuluo immediately curled up in fear and exclaimed subconsciously in his throat,

"No...it's none of my business."

call!

A strong gust of wind swept up, and Henry Zhang's figure came out of thin air, lifting Monk Wulao up with one hand, with a sharp murderous intent in his eyes, "It's none of your business?"

Snap!

With the crisp and piercing sound of bones, Monk Wuluo's scream instantly increased by countless decibels and resounded throughout the entire hall.

"Split the muscles and cross the bones?" Everyone couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air.

They can guess that Henry Zhang will never let Monk Wuluo die easily.

"I have sworn that anyone who dares to touch my brother will pay a hundred times the price!" Henry Zhang suddenly grabbed the other arm of Monk Wuluo, "I want you to pay back a hundred times the pain I have endured!"

Click!!!

"ah!!!"

Heart-piercing scream.

"How many bones are there in your body? I will break them one by one!" Xiao Yang's eyes were cold and cold, like a devil walking out of a devil's cave. His white clothes were stained with blood, looking extremely ferocious, and he said fiercely

He threw Monk Wuluo to the ground, and the sound of broken bones could not be heard.

Monk Wuluo was so painful that he passed out, but Henry Zhang woke him up in a blink of an eye.

"No...no!" He wailed in pain.

"Devil! Devil!"

"Save me, save me!"

Jiuhua Mountain, the holy mountain of Buddhism, is now like a devil's hell, a blood-soaked devil committing murders under the halo of Buddha.

Henry Zhang can’t understand his hatred!

In his mind, the unrecognizable appearance of Guanyuan kept floating out, stimulating his nerves.

The entire hall echoed with the screams of Monk Wuluo, ranging from harsh to hoarse.
To be continued...