The Invincible Myth of Wuxia

Chapter 107 The Mysterious Powerhouse

Not long after he left, Liao Feng and Liu Nanru arrived one after another.

Looking at the messy scene in front of him, and Feng Yan who was still broken into several pieces, he was dumbfounded for a moment, terrified in his heart, and didn't know what to say.

They had thought before that Song Pingsheng might win, but they didn't expect that he would win so completely.

But based on the surrounding scenes, it must be extremely violent compared to the battle just now.

With such a powerful destructive power, it would be difficult for the two of them to achieve it.

At this time, Liu Nanru quickly looked around and asked doubtfully: "Where is Song Pingsheng? Why is there only Feng Yan's body? Where did the others go?"

Liao Feng thought suddenly: "Not good! I'm afraid this son has found us and has already escaped."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and looked around and said, "When the two of us came all the way, we didn't meet him. Compared with him, he should be heading towards the southeast or northwest. Let's go after him now."

Afterwards, before Liu Nanru could make a choice, he performed his lightness kung fu and headed towards the southeast.

At this moment, a cold snort resounded heavily in the minds of the two of them.

"Humph!"

"You are not allowed to participate in the matter of Song Pingsheng in the future. If you dare to disobey my order, even if the old man Qi is standing behind you, I will kill you."

Hearing the murderous voice in their minds, Liao Feng and Liu Nanru were both stunned in horror, at a loss for a while.

Because, along with this voice, a terrifying pressure swept over, suppressing the two of them so that they could not move.

"This... This is the existence of the Xuanling Realm! How is it possible, how can such a strong man appear in a small place like Yongzhou."

Liu Nanru, who was suppressed on the ground, shouted in horror.

The pressure this person put on him was much more terrifying than the masters he had seen of King An and the prince.

In Liao Feng's heart, he was even more terrified. According to what he knew, His Royal Highness Wang An seemed to be surnamed Qi and belonged to the royal family of the former dynasty.

"This person dared to call His Royal Highness King An the old man Qi, and didn't take him seriously at all. He must have a great background."

Liao Feng, lying on the ground, pondered in his heart.

Although the mysterious strong man in the Profound Spiritual Realm did not show up, it could be seen from the oppressive atmosphere around them that he was right next to them.

"You are not allowed to say much about today's matter to the outside world, and you are not allowed to disclose the details of this battle. If you dare to violate it, I will kill you all and will not tolerate it."

A hint of murderous intent followed the sound transmission and penetrated into their minds.

It made Liao Feng and Liu Nanru tremble with fear, and a chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.

The two quickly nodded in agreement, without the slightest sign of resistance.

"Okay, you guys back off now, if anyone dares to step into this place at will within two days, don't blame me for being ruthless, and kill them all."

The mysterious sound transmission sounded in the mind again, Liao Feng and Liu Nanru got up quickly, saluted in the air, then turned around and left quickly.

Just after leaving Xiaotan Mountain, without saying a word, they brought their own troops and returned to Suiyang Prefecture City without stopping.

After all the people dispersed, a figure in a black robe came out from the darkness.

This person wears a metal mask, has three eyes and two horns, and a blue face with fangs, like an ancient demon.

Reaching out his hand, he wiped away the magic aura left by Song Pingsheng, and after taking another look at the battlefield, he got up and left.

As for Song Pingsheng, who was recuperating with exercises, his face was gloomy and his brows were tightly frowned.

Just now, he found that there seemed to be a big problem in his body.

If it is not resolved as soon as possible, I am afraid that the meridian will be cut off, and the strength of the whole body will be wiped out.

When he used the Blood Blade Demon Knife before, he could feel the true energy in his body, and there was a faint sign of confusion.

When he exhausted his energy, this feeling became even more intense, which seriously affected his ability to heal his injuries.

Not only that, even the innate middle stage that he had just broken through had become unstable.

The liquefied true qi in the body gradually began to vaporize, and it seemed that it was about to fall to the early innate stage.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Song Pingsheng didn't want to sit still and searched the system, hoping to find some introductions on it.

After some checking, he found a miscellaneous note, and based on the above description, he roughly deduced the reason for his own situation.

In the final analysis, it was because his cultivation time was still short, and his promotion speed was too fast, and he did not lay a solid foundation, which caused the phenomenon of unstable foundation.

Unfortunately, no cure has been found above. There is only a means to temporarily suppress this situation and postpone this hidden danger for a period of time.

According to the method described above, Song Pingsheng waved his hand at several vital gates on his body, and performed the method of sealing the acupoints, preventing the true qi in his body from turning into gas.

At this moment, a black shadow appeared in front of him.

He was dressed in a black robe, with a mask of blue-faced fangs on his face, and his eyes were piercing.

At this time, he looked at Song Pingsheng carefully, and said with admiration: "Yes, you are really good. You were able to find a way to seal the backlash in a short period of time. Although it can't be completely eradicated, it can also buy you time."

Looking at the mysterious person in front of him, Song Pingsheng knew it was this person, and blocked Liao Feng and Liu Nanru for himself.

Song Pingsheng said calmly: "Senior must be an existence in the Xuanling Realm. I don't know why I am rescued this time."

The man in black changed his gaze, looked straight at Song Pingsheng and said, "The reason why I saved you is because the magic art you cultivated came from the same origin as me, and they are both inheritors of ancient magic ways."

Song Pingsheng had already guessed most of it when the man in black first appeared.

From now on, the person's attire, but the previous attack must be inextricably related to the magic way.

"I don't know what the inheritor of the ancient magic way mentioned by the senior is? What does it have to do with the subordinates?"

The man in black stretched out his hand, and a strong devilish energy emerged from his hand. He said with a smile: "The so-called ancient magic way has nothing to do with the current six schools of magic in the Eastern Region. As for the reason, your current Strength, knowing too clearly is a bad thing."

"You just need to understand one thing, I will not harm you, because there has been no new blood like you in the palace for hundreds of years."

When he said this, the eyes of the man in black looked at Song Pingsheng ardently under the mask.

Song Pingsheng frowned slightly, and asked with a puzzled look: "What do you mean by senior? Don't people who practice this ancient magic technique rarely appear?"

The man in black laughed, and didn't answer his question, but suddenly put his hand on Song Pingsheng's left shoulder, and a thick stream of real energy poured into his body.

At the same time, he said: "Saving you just now was just casual, and now you can help you dispel the injuries in your body, even if it is me, a senior, please give me a small meeting gift."

After saying that, regardless of whether Song Pingsheng wanted to or not, he would directly treat the injury internally.

(End of this chapter)