World Wide Martial Art

Guan Buyu smiled sinisterly and did not continue to chase. He walked forward to check Ye Feng's injuries and frowned. Si Tu

"You hurt your muscles and bones. Damn it. I rushed here as soon as I received the news from Yuan Meizi, but I was still a step late..."

"But don't worry, brother. The finger of Lao Guan just now was enough to make that kid drink a pot. It's considered to be a relief for you." He said angrily.

"It's okay. It will be fine after a period of recuperation." Ye Feng smiled reluctantly.

Injury is common for him. However, forcibly resisting a fifth-level attack in the king realm did make Ye Feng feel very uncomfortable. If there was no Jiu Jue Tianbei, I'm afraid that other people would have been destroyed.

"Young Master, let's talk about it after we go back. I received a message from my brother. He has successfully escaped."

Bai Wuchang, who was not far away, hurried over. Bai Wuchang's face was even paler at this moment. Obviously, he suffered a little loss in the fight just now.

Ye Feng nodded, and with the support of Guan Buyu, he rushed to the border of Jinhua Upper City. Three figures disappeared quickly.

In the air dozens of miles away from this battlefield, Wan Tiandu staggered out, and Chi Dituo, who followed closely, was even more embarrassed.

There was a finger-sized blood hole on his chest, and blood was constantly flowing out.

"Damn human boy, I will... kill you sooner or later!"

"And... black and white dogs, working for the warriors of Jinhua Upper City, I will also make it difficult for you to move in the bloody chaos in the future."

While swallowing the healing pill weakly, he shouted angrily.

Just now, if Wan Tiandu hadn't eliminated some of his strength for him, the last finger force that Guan Buyu stimulated would have pierced his heart at this moment.

...

After more than an hour, Ye Feng and the other two finally rushed back to Diyuan Sect.

As soon as he entered the hall, Yuan Ningzhen and others who were waiting anxiously surrounded him. Seeing Ye Feng injured, they were all indignant.

"The Bloody Land is really too much, Junior Brother Ye, should we... report it to the sect and then fight back!"

Wang Yuwei was the most impulsive and couldn't help shouting.

"What's the use of us reporting it to the sect? But Gongzi Yuan was also robbed and killed, he won't let it go." Ye Feng stopped Wang Yuwei's impulse and said after thinking for a moment.

"That's right, and even if the Diyuan Sect can't do anything about the Bloody Land, anyone who rashly breaks in will not have a good end."

Bai Wuchang explained on the side.

Ye Feng raised his hand to stop the rioters, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "A gentleman's revenge is never too late, everyone should not mention this matter again, just as... we have never been to the Bloody Land."

Whether it is the inscription technique or the cultivation, it takes more time and energy to improve. Ye Feng is now too busy to fool around with Wang Yuwei and others.

Moreover, he had a shallow foundation in the Diyuan Sect, and the sect competition was about to start. Why bother to pester Xue Luan Di at this time? Seeing that Ye Feng had made up his mind, Wang Yuwei and the others did not say much and went down to practice. Ye Feng also returned to his room. The current plan was to heal the injuries in his body as soon as possible. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he took a light breath. Even such a simple action also caused his face to be painful and cracked the corners of his mouth. Looking inward, he found that there were several fractures in the bones in his back, and the meridians were also swollen, causing the flow of Yuanli to be poor. "The ninth level of the virtual realm is still too weak to face the real masters!" Shaking his head helplessly, Ye Feng opened his mouth and swallowed a few pills. As soon as the pills entered his throat, they turned into hot streams rushing to the meridians and limbs. Unfortunately, his injuries were too severe and he could not recover in a short time. "It seems that I can't enter the Scripture Dojo to practice for the time being. The Yuan force is too strong and I may not be able to bear it." Ye Feng said to himself with a wry smile. "Boy, why are you depressed? If that barbarian warrior knew that his full-strength attack only caused this little injury to you, I'm afraid he would be even more depressed and vomit blood." Yuan Ling appeared lazily again and glanced at Ye Feng with disdain. "What's more, you just broke through the ninth level of the virtual realm and need to stabilize your realm. The injuries suffered by your physical body can help you polish your body. Maybe after you recover from the injury, the toughness of your body can be further improved." Ye Feng nodded when he heard it. After being promoted to the ninth level, he had a brief fight with Chi Di Tuo, who was in the fifth level of the king realm, which gave him some inspiration. And if it is really as Yuan Ling said, this injury... is worth it. "Let's find a quiet place to repair the body first. There is not much time left before the Diyuan Sect's competition. If you want to subdue the Red Lotus Karma Fire, the most important thing is to get the top three places in the competition."

"This is still quite difficult for you at the moment."

After saying a few sarcastic words, the old man turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

"Time is running out... If you want to improve again, you can only enter the mysterious space..."

Yuan Ling's words put a lot of pressure on Ye Feng. After thinking for a while, he walked out of the room and went straight to Yuan Ningzhen and the others.

His plan is very simple.

It is to find a quiet place and modify the time ratio of the mysterious space to practice and heal. The purpose of doing so is to prevent the news of his injury from spreading.

Whether it was Luowang or other inner courtyard forces, they were very dissatisfied with the sudden growth of the Sweeping Sect, and they were looking for opportunities to provoke and make trouble everywhere.

If those people knew that he was injured, they might do some small actions to hinder the development of the Sweeping Sect.

The competition between disciples was allowed in the Diyuan Sect, and Guan Buyu and the other three could not rashly intervene and forcibly.

"The best place to heal is naturally the Yangxin Pavilion in the inner courtyard. It is heard that it is a place for inscription masters to recuperate."

After hearing Ye Feng's purpose, Yuan Ningzhen quickly gave an answer.

"No, there are too many people in the Yangxin Pavilion. Hmm... It's best to find a place where no one will disturb you..."

Ye Feng had also heard about the Yangxin Pavilion.

But since there were inscription masters there, he didn't want to go there. The place where inscription masters gathered was often a place of right and wrong. Secondly, if a high-level inscription master with strong spiritual power finds out his secret, then...

"A place where no one will disturb him?"

"This... There are tens of thousands of disciples in our sect, and even the Sutra and Dharma Hall is overcrowded. Where can there be such a place?" Yuan Ningzhen shook his head and looked at Ye Feng strangely.

"If you really want to say that there is no place where no one is, it is not impossible, Junior Sister Ningzhen, have you forgotten that place?" Wang Yuwei rolled his eyes, but suddenly lowered his voice and spoke mysteriously.

"You mean... the area in the back mountain?"

"Wang Yuwei, you are so bold. That area has long been designated as a forbidden area by the elders of the sect. If Junior Brother Ye goes in to heal his wounds, he will definitely be punished once people know about it."

Yuan Ningzhen's face showed a strong sense of blame. After glaring at Wang Yuwei, he said, "Besides, no one has set foot there for many years. There are great dangers there. How can Junior Brother Ye rest assured to heal his wounds?"

"Huh? There is such a place in our Diyuan Sect?"

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. After a few words of conversation between the two, Ye Feng's heart moved and he became a little eager to try...