Chapter 1135

Ye Feng has already had a way to treat Wang Tong. Only the disease transfer in the mind meridian of the doctor can cure Wang Tong completely.

He noticed a large red headed centipede crawling out of the rubble beside him. Its shell was bright red, some people were as long as their forearms, and a pair of long whiskers were constantly swinging in the air.

It smelled the smell of blood, wildly swinging dozens of pairs of fiery red feet, and quickly swam to the residual blood on the ground.

Looking at a large centipede crawling out, the beauties of the huahuagong, one after another, turn pale, scream and retreat to the side, Jiang Yuxin is a look of disgust to death.

Only LAN ling'er stares at the red headed centipede with interest. I'm afraid the big centipede is a little old and can be used as the food of three treasures.

The centipede crawled to a bloodstain, stretched out his mouth and greedily sucked the blood. After a while, he sucked a small pool of blood clean.

Ye Feng planned and pointed to Wang Tong, who was about to die, and said with a smile: "I think he is still saved."

Zhao Yizhi showed a disdainful look: "do you want to use your own internal power to move his internal organs right? It's just a waste of effort. Even if it's saved, it's a waste man. "

Ye Feng said with a smile: "you are wrong. You are not only saved. After being rescued, he can still jump around and continue to practice any Kung Fu of Fangcun mountain."

Think Ye Feng deliberately show off, Zhao a finger face full of anger: "impossible. Master ye, even if I had just misread the wound of the monk of Xuankong Temple, I am 100% sure that the wound of Fangcun mountain disciple can not be cured by any doctor, even if you are a fairy. "

"Ha ha, I can cure him, and make him live at once."

Zhao Yi Zhi was so angry that he almost roared: "you are talking big and making a fuss."

"We don't have a word to tell you. Do you dare to bet with me? If I really save him according to what I said, so that he can jump around immediately, what will you do?"

Zhao Yizhi's face turned red with anger. He quickly confirmed his diagnosis without any problem in his mind. He was very confident and said, "if you can really cure him, I will worship you as a teacher."

Ye Feng a face disdain: "cut, you want to learn, I do not want to accept it."

Unexpectedly, he disdained to worship him as a teacher. He felt deeply insulted by Ye Feng. Zhao Yizhi was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Ye Feng sneered: "I don't embarrass you. I heard that you are the alchemist of taiyimen. How about a Tianling pill?"

Zhao pointed to gnashing his teeth and said, "well, according to your idea, if you want to lose, give me a heavenly elixir."

Mr. Mo DA and Mo Er look at each other. If they usually think it's very interesting to bet on a heavenly elixir, but now they have no interest in the life and death of their disciples. Let's see Ye Feng bet Zhao Yizhi.

"Then you'll have tianlingdan ready."

Ye Feng gently pressed his hand on Wang Tong's Tianling and turned quickly. He sucked a ray of black gas out of Wang Tong's Tianling cave.

The red headed centipede was about to climb to another pool of blood. Suddenly, the whole body rolled up and rolled into a ball, constantly twitching.

Ye Feng once again observed Wang Tong with the eyes of the God who knew his fate. Wang Tong's injury was so serious that only a wisp of black gas was drawn out. He still had more than ten pieces of black gas in his whole body. He was entangled with his own green life essence, constantly swallowing life essence and transforming it into black gas.

He secretly urged the magic power of the archaic deities in the Dantian, and a strong wind rose from the ground.

Ye Feng's current cultivation can not reach the level of ancient martial arts. Judging from the congenital peak, he has inherited the blood of the Archaean deity, and his divinity is newly formed and has half star power.

Once this divine power is used, it will be like a raging sea.

Standing beside him, Mr. Mo Da felt that he could not bear the pressure and poured in.

He knew that only one person could send out this kind of pressure, that is, Ye Feng. When he attacked Ye Feng with his ideas, he felt the continuous wave like pressure when he was counterattacked by Ye Feng's idea.

He quickly used enough internal power to fight against him. With his innate peak state, he actually used 50% of his strength to resist it.

What shocked him most was that Ye Feng's power was not aimed at him, but that when he was healing Wang Tong, the aftereffect of his internal strength spread to himself.

He was secretly frightened. If he had to fight against him, what kind of pressure would he face? Could Ye Feng's cultivation really exceed the innate peak? What kind of realm is that?

Ye Feng is only devoted to Wang Tong, and did not see the startled face of Mr. Mo da.

Whoosh, more than ten wisps of black gas were plucked from Wang Tong's heavenly cover, and all of them were put into the centipede that was twitching.

I heard that the Centipede's body made a creaking sound, the hard and bright shell, actually appeared countless spider silk like residual lines, and soon the centipede straightened up and did not move any more.

No one noticed the change of the centipede. They all paid attention to Wang Tong's sudden ruddy complexion. He did not see the action of Ye Feng's fingers sucking and drawing.Only LAN ling'er can see it most clearly. She wanted to catch the red headed centipede to make her own three treasures' food, so that she could have a good meal.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng shook his wrist, and his fingers kept flying in the air. The hard shell of the red headed centipede was broken into pieces, just like broken glass.

The air suddenly solidified, and everyone was surprised to see Wang Tong, who was half dead.

Wang Tong actually opened his eyes. Although his face was covered with blood, his eyes were bright. They were not like people who were seriously injured and dying. Instead, they seemed to wake up from a beautiful dream in the early morning.

He got up from the ground and was surprised to see a group of people around him, especially Mr. Mo DA and Mr. Mo Er.

He bowed to Mr. Mo DA and Mr. Mo'er in fear and said, "Lord, master, why are you here? I'm not rushing into battle. How can I suddenly fall asleep?"

Ye Feng laughs with disapproval. When he draws out the black gas of Wang Tong's body, he also draws out some damaged memories. This is unavoidable. Only after a period of recovery can Wang Tong recover his memory.

Seeing Wang Tongzhen alive and kicking, nothing happened. Mr. Mo Da's unhappiness, which affected the ancient martial arts competition at the prefecture level, was largely eliminated because of the injury of his disciples.

He laughed and pointed to Ye Feng and said, "you were injured by the huge rock that collapsed in the mountain. It was Lord ye who saved you. You should thank him for saving your life."

Wang Tong saw the mess, and some unpleasant memories flashed out of his mind. He remembered that he had been hit by a falling stone, and his face was livid with fear. He quickly knelt down to Ye Feng: "thank you for your help."