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The power of survival

After saying harsh words, Ye Fan took the lead to leave, and Lin Hao followed immediately, leaving only Lao Wu in black alone in the wind.

No. To be precise, he is not alone. There is a white-robed disciple on his back.

Looking at Ye Fan's retreating back, Lao Wu in black looked as if he had eaten shit, not to mention how ugly he was.

After all, he is an existence that makes countless big bosses in the Beidou Star Territory fearful. When has he ever been commanded like this?

Moreover, Ye Fan's tone was no longer just a command, it was a naked threat.

If it had been anyone else, he would never have endured the threat. He would have endured nothing!

But unfortunately, this is what Mark said. There is nothing he can do if he doesn't accept it.

The reason is very simple. He doesn't want to experience the death energy in the road of life and death. It really feels like it will take his life!

Compared with your own life, let’s put aside things like face.

Because if you don’t even have your life, what’s the use of having that face? By then, all your face will have been lost!

In order to deceive the brown bears, Ye Fan wandered around for a long time before finding an opportunity to sneak back into the cave.

If nothing else, those brown bears will not find this place.

After a while, the fifth man in black also came back.

The fifth man in black threw the white-robed disciple aside and sat on the ground panting. Displeasure was written on his face.

Lin Hao frowned and quickly put the white-robed disciple away.

"Can't you be gentler? He is a seriously injured and dying man now. Do you want to be so angry?"

"What if you accidentally throw him out? Can you afford that responsibility?"

Upon hearing this, the old man in black exploded instantly!

"What did you say? Make me responsible? Why should I be responsible? I was the one who carried him back that way!"

"If it weren't for me, he would have been killed by those brown bears!"

"If I have to say it, I am his savior. He should kneel down three times and kowtow nine times as a gift to me. I bear a huge responsibility!"

"And please tell me to be gentle, you really can stand and talk without pain in your back. It's not like you were carrying him on your back just now, of course you can say whatever you want!"

"You don't know, even though this kid isn't tall, he is really heavy!"

"I worked so hard to get back, and you just accuse me. Are you doing this?"

As he spoke, tears even appeared in the eyes of Lao Wu in black.

I’ve seen bullies, but I’ve never seen bullies like this. Isn’t this just treating yourself as someone who is being taken advantage of?

Perhaps he realized that what he said was not quite right, so Lin Hao did not continue to refute.

"Lao Wu, who is this white-robed disciple?"

Siming asked.

Unfortunately, the fifth man in black didn't pay attention to his thoughts and waved his hand impatiently.

"Go, go, go, I'm worried. Don't bother me!"

Lin Hao felt the white-robed disciple's injuries again, and his face became even more worried. Then he shook his head.

"There is nothing we can do, we can't save him."

"What did you say? It can't be saved? Are you kidding me?"

"Take a good look. This kid is still breathing. Please save him quickly! Save him quickly!"

The old man in black was anxious.

Lin Hao shook his head.

"We can't save him. He's too seriously injured."

"If we are in the Tianji Sect now, if we let those auxiliary cultivators take action, there may be a glimmer of hope."

"But now we don't have any conditions here, so what can we do to save him?"

The face of the old man in black turned black instantly.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Didn't you realize that he was seriously injured just now? Why did you tell me now?"

"Do you know how much effort you put into your brain to bring him back? Now that you have finally come back, you actually told me that you can't save him. Are you making fun of me?"

"I don't care, you will be saved today whether you are saved or not!"

The chest of the old man in black was rising and falling, as if he could no longer hold back the overwhelming power in his body.

It’s not that he’s being petty, it’s that no one can tolerate this kind of thing.

Lin Hao returned a cold look.

"This is not something you can care about. It can't be saved in the first place."

"He will lose his breath soon. We are not auxiliary cultivators. How can we save him?"

Ye Fan thought for a while and said.

"let me try."

Ye Fan slowly raised his hand, and then injected the vitality of the Avenue of Life and Death into the body of the white-robed disciple.

Lin Hao originally wanted to persuade Ye Fan not to waste his power, but he soon realized something was wrong.

Because when the vitality of the avenue of life and death was injected into the body of the white-robed disciple, the power of survival in the white-robed disciple was obviously stronger.

"This... what kind of method is this? Isn't it impossible to save everything? Is there still a chance to turn around?"

The old man in black wiped his eyes and said blankly.

Although he really wanted to bring the white-robed disciple back to life, so that he would live up to his previous efforts.

But he knew very well in his heart that the white-robed disciple could not be saved, and what Lin Hao said was true.

But what is happening now? Ye Fan just gently injected some energy and recovered again. Is it so easy?

Siming on the side saw the clue and spoke slowly.

"Don't be shocked, it's just normal."

"What did you say? It's a normal thing? You really dare to open your teeth!"

"He was beaten into a birdlike state by those two brown bears just now. How can he be saved?"

"And how is this normal? If it is really so normal, why didn't you save me just now?"

The fifth man in black folded his hands in front of his chest with a stubborn look on his face.

Known for his oral pleasure, he would never admit to himself that he is not good enough.

Moreover, this fact has been laid out clearly. It is obviously a shocking thing, but yet it is said to be a completely normal thing.

Siming explained.

"For others, coming back from the dead is indeed as difficult as climbing to heaven, but for Wuming, it is really not that difficult."

"He is a cultivator of the Great Path of Life and Death, which contains the energy of death and the power of survival."

"If the breath of death is the incarnation of evil, then the power of survival is the incarnation of justice and light!"

"If I guessed correctly, what Wuming injected into the body of this white-robed disciple just now is the purest power of survival!"

"With the cleansing of the power of survival, of course this disciple will be able to wake up again."

"The purity of this power of survival is probably purer than the energy of those auxiliary cultivators. This is no joke!"

After Siming finished speaking, Lao Wu in black fell silent.

Yes, how could he forget about the great road of life and death?

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