Chapter 8

The primary five elements formula exchanged is a book, which saves the Kung Fu to be told to everyone in the future. You can copy several more and send them to everyone.

After exchanging the items, Song Fei first squeezed it into powder by hand and sprinkled it evenly on the wound according to the instructions of super sore medicine.

After the golden sore medicine was sprinkled, there was a very cool feeling. For a time, the pain of the wound decreased a lot. It is disappointing that the wound did not recover at the speed visible to the naked eye as expected. It seems that even if the super golden sore medicine is sprinkled, it still takes some time to recover.

Originally, he wanted to throw away the bloody white cloth, but Song Fei looked around and found that because there were too many wounded people, he didn't prepare too many extra white cloth. The rest of the people wrapped up the wound and began to cut clothes. Song Fei had to wrap the previous white cloth.

Then he took the day after tomorrow pill. Song Fei took the dark green day after tomorrow pill in his mouth according to the instructions, and the pill gradually melted under the dissolution of saliva.

A warm current began to spread from the stomach, and then flowed through Song Fei's body along the meridians. As the warm current gathered more and more, the energy of the pill began to impact the blocked meridians, and a violent feeling of swelling and pain came from all over the body.

No wonder the day after tomorrow Dan needs to be slowly dissolved in his mouth. If he swallows it, Song Fei suspects that his meridians will burst directly.

Song Fei knew that in the past, the body was too waste and many meridians were not opened, so that he needed more pain, but he could only bear it silently at this time.

As the medicine became more and more powerful, Song Fei's pain became more and more severe. His body trembled involuntarily. Beads of bean sweat slid down his cheeks, and then cold sweat came out all over his body.

The pain continued.

After holding on for a quarter of an hour, Song Fei felt a sudden numbness in a place with severe pain in his chest, and then a warm current hit the pain, and the pain soon turned into comfort.

The most important pulse in the chest was finally opened at this moment.

However, this does not mean that Song Fei can end the pain. More meridians are being impacted by energy. Song Fei's pain has not been reduced much.

Then, the Ren pulse of the back was opened. With the opening of the two most important main veins, the other branches began to flow.

Finally, after enduring the pain for another quarter of an hour, Song Fei felt that the heat flow all over his body seemed to pass through the dangerous obstacles in all directions and began to meet in Dantian. A sense of Peng Bai's energy suddenly appeared all over his body, which was more comfortable than taking a sauna.

Needless to say, Song Fei also knows that the medicine power of the day after tomorrow pill has been completely absorbed by the body, and his own realm has reached the day after tomorrow realm that ordinary martial artists dream of.

Although there are ten layers the day after tomorrow, only after breaking through the ten layers the day after tomorrow can we achieve congenital, but for Song Fei, it has been a qualitative leap from a weak body to a great master the day after tomorrow.

After taking the first step, we always have a goal.

From now on, Song Fei is finally not a burden, and then it's time to get familiar with his own strength.

"If you dare to kill our gang members, Qingtian sword sect has great courage and asked Yue Qingtian to come out to see me." a deafening sound suddenly came outside the Zhengda gate in the center of the wall. Then the gate made of refined steel was knocked open by a huge force and fell seven or eight meters away.

The refined steel gate turned several times on the ground, and then hit the ground heavily, stirring up dust all over the sky.

In the dust, Song Fei vaguely saw an old man with white beard and white hair stride into the door with a group of people in black. The old man's hands were pinned behind him and walked towards the hall step by step.

Big men dressed in black poured in from the gate and followed the old man with white hair.

The old man didn't walk fast, but he felt more oppressive than those black warriors who jumped seven or eight meters just now.

Seeing the old man come in, the faces of everyone in the hall finally showed dignity. The cold Qin Shihu took people and slowly met the white haired old man: "shangguanhong, do you want to fall into the well?"

Seeing this, Song Fei used a sniper gun as a crutch and walked out of the hall step by step.

The white haired old man saw Qin Shihu coming, and his face was full of disdain: "ask Yue Qingtian to come out to see me. You are not qualified to talk to me."

"The guild leader will not show up for the time being. If there is nothing else, please come back the next day." since it is to break through the door, the purpose is certainly not good. Qin Shihu will not pull down his face and say polite words to let the other party back.

Now, it's just that both sides are people with identity, not thugs. It's because the identities of both sides are there.

They all know that the next battle must be endless.

"In that case, I'll wait for Yue Qingtian." the white haired old man said and took a step forward.

As soon as Qin Shihu's face changed, "brush" pulled out the long sword. There were many injured people in it. If these people were allowed to enter the hall and start, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Why? This is the hospitality of Qingtian sword sect?" Shangguan Hong sneered.

Song Fei has been paying attention to the old man's facial expression. Then, a sneer rises from the corner of his mouth. The old man is obviously an old man who is very worried about face. The best way for this kind of person is to disturb his mind. When his mind is in disorder, there are relatively many flaws.

So Song Fei began to recall those classic curse passages in his previous life. He had just finished playing hooligans. It seems that he has become a rogue this time:

"Old man, what kind of onion are you? Our Qingtian sword sect is such a high-end and high-grade place. Where can you enter at will? You are old and rubbed, with untidy clothes and half a foot in the coffin. Everything here is more valuable than your life. If you step on a cockroach or something, you can't afford to kill you a hundred times. Where did you come from, go back."

The sudden curse surprised all the people, including Shangguan Hong and the people he brought. They immediately turned their eyes to the direction of the sound.

Song Fei's words are very straightforward and easy to understand. After everyone returns to their senses, Qingtian sword sect feels better than eating iced plum soup in midsummer.

As for shangguanhong, when he was scolded, he felt as uncomfortable as someone came back with slippers and slapped him in the face.

"Little rabbit, you want to die." shangguanhong's teeth itch with hatred. It's a pity that he knows Song Fei and knows that this is Yue Qingtian's son. If he wants to kill him, he must kill all Qin Shihu and others in front of him.

Seeing that Shangguan Hong's mind was as expected, Song Fei continued to pretend to be a scoundrel and scolded: "NIMA, you bitches have been fighting wave after wave. You should play Warcraft tower defense? You are so kind. Why didn't you come here at the peak of our Optimus sword sect? Now that our Optimus sword sect is declining, I want to intervene and tell you, old ghost, even a skinny horse is bigger than your mouse. You rat, you look like a thief. You look like this It's brave enough to come out and meet people. When your mother first saw you, she didn't directly put you in the toilet and drown you. When your father saw you, he must regret that he didn't shoot you on the wall. No, it's useless for your father to regret, because you're not his kind at all. It should be said that your mother's benefactor must regret that he didn't shoot you on the wall. "

Shock? Accident?

Both sides were shocked and surprised. They didn't expect that the young man who looked soft and weak had such a poisonous mouth. The people of Qingtian sword school looked at Shangguan Hong's face which was about to turn purple into pig liver color from time to time. For a moment, they felt comfortable all over. They thought in their hearts how the old guy hadn't been angry.

Qingtian sword sect used to look down on Song Fei. They looked at Song Fei with admiration for a while. The young master looked soft and weak, and his martial arts were poor. However, we rough Jianghu people couldn't catch up with him on horseback. In particular, the last sentence of your mother's benefactor was really a three pass. We called his mother a prostitute, his father a green hat, and old man Shangguan Hong a bastard , Gao, it's really high. Why couldn't I think of such a clever curse before.

For a moment, people looked at Song Fei differently.

Then when he looked up at Guan Hong, everyone looked sympathetic.

Behind shangguanhong, a group of people were stunned. They looked at each other and wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. Their eyes swept around Song Fei with admiration. They secretly remembered that if they were hostile to this master in the future, they must go up and kill people at the first time and don't let him have a chance to speak.

Looking at Shangguan Hong, their eyes are full of sympathy and their hearts are full of disgust: we are all Jianghu people who fight and kill. You have to learn how to be an official and show your face. Now, even if you kill this boy in the future, I'm afraid it will leave a shadow in your heart. Alas, we've all lived so old. It's easy for us to live so old in the Jianghu. How can we live the rest of our life Ah.

Shangguan Hong's face trembled. He looked at qingtianjian and sent someone to look at him. The white haired old man wanted to find a gap to drill in. Of course, the premise was to kill the boy in front of him, kill all the people of qingtianjian sect, and then issue a prohibition command in his gang.

"Son of a bitch, I swear I won't be a man if I don't kill you today." Shangguan Hong scolded. His anger erupted like a ignited powder keg. This time, he didn't talk about his identity. He didn't know who he was. He waved it directly and attacked Song Fei with a strong spirit.

"Protect the little Lord." Song Fei heard the tone of these voices again. The corners of his mouth twitched and was protected again.

Song Fei didn't rush up to duel with shangguanhong foolishly. The old man with white hair has a good image of an expert at first sight. In terms of his cultivation, he'd better find a little Luo to practice and get familiar with. Therefore, Song Fei rushed into the crowd at the first time to avoid becoming the target of everyone. He plans to fish in troubled waters under the cover of the crowd.

Of course, it's best to kill the old man with white hair at the first time.

Qin Shihu stopped in front of shangguanhong for the first time. With shangguanhong's palm, Qin Shihu punched shangguanhong's palm.

Originally thought that the two sides would be evenly matched. Unexpectedly, Qin Shihu flew backwards like a sandbag. In the twinkling of an eye, he hit the wall behind him, and a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth.

Qin Shihu's face was full of disbelief, and he was surprised, "you've been promoted."

"Ha ha ha." Shangguan Hong laughed proudly,

"Let you pretend to force."

"Bang ~" Song Fei immediately pulled the trigger while he was ecstatic.

"Come on." I didn't think that shangguanhong, an old man, was interested when he saw the bullet flying, even like a whore who saw a naked prostitute.

Song Fei was shocked. He was really an expert, higher than a dozen floors. The goods could avoid bullets. However, the fool picked up the bullets with his bare hands. As a result, he didn't catch them. He was blown off a large piece of meat in the palm of his hand.

If he didn't try to catch the bullet, his sniper gun wouldn't work for him at all.

Qin Shihu, the first expert of Qingtian sword sect, was slapped and flew, and his sniper gun didn't work. Song Fei's heart sank abruptly.

This tower defense game comes to the boss level. Now it's gameover.