Duan Yu's Lingbo Microstep was very skillful. Even if he was carrying Wang Yuyan on his back, he could still travel among the crowd freely. Although the left-minded man on the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands was not convinced, he could neither catch up with him nor forcefully intercept him. He could only watch him leave with Wang Yuyan on his back.

However, what I didn't expect was that after a while, Duan Yu ran out and ran back as it was! Now, no matter how good the temper was, he couldn't help it. A Taoist priest holding a long sword shouted suddenly and rushed forward: "Maba, you little white-faced, are there no one in our thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands?"[]

Before he finished speaking, the sword in his hand was already handed out fiercely. Then Duan Yu naturally dodged away. As soon as he made a mistake, he arrived at the Taoist priest and slapped it gently. The Taoist priest immediately vomited blood and threw himself to the ground. The left-minded man who was watching the battle behind was furious and rushed forward in a swarm. However, Duan Yu was as if he was possessed by a god at this time, and he knocked them down by more than ten in three fists and two kicks! Now, he couldn't do it without attracting attention: "Hey, Mr. Duan is not good at fist and foot skills? Why did he become so powerful in the blink of an eye?"

"Haha, senior brother, you don't know anything. Mr. Duan is indeed unable to use fist and foot skills, but he is carrying a living dictionary on his back!" Luo Yuchen smiled slightly and pointed a little. Xu Zhu looked up and saw Wang Yuyan lying on Duan Yu's back talking constantly, listening intently, but said: "Snatch this man's right and pat him on the Tianzong acupoint... This man's cover door is on the Jianjing acupoint on the left..."

Such things all pointed out the enemy's most fragile flaws to the point, and Duan Yu also cooperated with the tacit understanding. He would hit him wherever Wang Yuyan pointed, but he brought the effect of Lingbo Weibu to the extreme! "So that's it!" Xu Zhu nodded as if he had some understanding and sighed: "So, Lingbo Weibu must be used like this..."

Luo Yuchen curled his lips when he heard this, but it was very abnormal and did not pour cold water on him: "Although I don't have this confidence, but this kid Xu Zhu has such a good martial arts talent, maybe he can create miracles..."

"Oh, it's a pity that there are too many people, and two fists are hard to beat four hands..." Just as Luo Yuchen was gloating and preparing to watch Xu Zhu's joke, he suddenly sighed. Luo Yuchen raised his head and saw that although Duan Yu even punched and kicked down a large number of enemies, not only were there many left-minded people around him, but they were still surrounded by more and more, and the injured and fell to the ground were quickly dragged away and replaced. Duan Yu's pace became slower and slower, and in the end he was still trapped in the encirclement little by little, and could no longer move forward.

The peak of Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan's route was another dense encirclement, but it was composed of masters from the 36 holes and 72 islands. Among them were naturally Murong Fu, Deng Baichuan and others. When Wang Yuyan was captured just now, Murong Fu changed direction and turned around and came back. However, he also encountered the same problem. He was weak and had too slow progress, so he did not have time to save Wang Yuyan in the end.

However, after Wang Yuyan was rescued by Duan Yu, he simply returned to his original position and joined forces with Deng Baichuan and Fengboye's subordinates. On the one hand, he could take care of Deng Baichuan and others nearby, but on the other hand, he also gathered all his strength to prepare to waste time with these "demons and ghosts"...

In addition to these two battle groups, there is another group. Although they are all composed of left-minded people, the atmosphere in this group is also tense and "terrible"...

"Mr. Sang Tu, my ancestors, actually used such a vicious hidden weapon to hurt people. Oh, it hurts me so much..." "Mr. Sang Tu, take out the antidote quickly, otherwise, I will destroy your entire family later!" "Boss Wu, don't be dazed, we are about to attack the poisonous gas, hurry up, search Sang Tu's body, and find the antidote quickly..."

"I have searched, but no antidote was found!" Seeing the grief in front of me, Boss Wu, who held Duke Sang Tu in his hand, was also a little anxious. After all, today's "Ten Thousand Immortals Conference", Boss Wu himself was one of the conveners. If a few people were really dead here, his reputation would probably be stinking. However, he really didn't lie. He had searched very secretly when he grabbed Duke Sang Tu from Murong Fu. Unfortunately, Duke Sang Tu's arms were empty and there was nothing.

"I, I didn't mean to harm you. It was all the ones who hurt you with internal strength, and it was useless for you to scold me!" If Boss Wu was a little anxious, then Mr. Sang Tu himself was almost in a hurry!

So many left-minded people are all cruel and ruthless, and they kill without blinking. Not to mention letting them all die here, even if they give them antidotes immediately and cure them, they may still be in trouble afterwards: "As for the antidotes, they are not in me, but in the soil beside Murong Fu. I originally wanted to be in case, but who knew that such a thing would happen..."

"The antidote is by Murong Fu's side?" Boss Wu and others looked at each other, not knowing how to end. Murong Fu and others were determined to capture Sang Tu and force the antidote, but the left-minded man who knew the whereabouts of the antidote could not get the antidote - now, the misunderstanding between the two sides was deep, and Murong Fu would never stop easily, and believed in any words from the left-minded man on the 36 caves and 72 islands...

"Mr. Murong, all the cave masters, island masters! You have no grudges in the past and no grudges recently, why fight so hard?" A clear voice suddenly came from the sky, instantly suppressing all the noise, causing everyone to subconsciously pause their movements. Looking up, they saw a black-bearded Taoist holding a whisk in his hand, standing lightly on the top of a tree without weight, with branches at his feet bounced and sank, and he also rose and fell according to his momentum, extremely free and easy.

Under the lights, the Taoist priest was about fifty years old, with a smile on his face and a kind expression. He said, "The life of a poisoned person is in a moment, so he will be cured as soon as possible. Look at me, let's stop fighting for a while, and slowly determine what is right or wrong?"

For a moment, Murong Fu was still unsure whether this black-bearded Taoist priest was from the Wanxian Conference, so he did not rush to speak. Instead, Boss Wu looked up and looked at him, then bowed to the Taoist priest and asked, "Do you dare to ask for your honorable name?"

"Ah, it's the Taoist Master of Buping, the Dragon King!" Before the black-bearded Taoist priest had time to introduce himself, someone among his fellow disciples exclaimed and introduced Boss Wu. Boss Wu was slightly shocked, and then greeted him very respectfully: "Are you a Taoist Master of Buping, who is famous all over the world? I have heard of Daming for a long time, so I am really as famous as thunder. I am lucky to know, and I am lucky to know." As he spoke, all the fights on the field gradually subsided, and I listened to the conversation between the two.

The Taoist smiled slightly, looked at Boss Wu with a deep meaning, and said, "I dare not, I dare not, Mr. Wu is too rewarded... Well, it is said that I have died long ago, so Mr. Wu is a little unbelievable, right?"

Before he finished speaking, the Taoist leaped up and slowly descended from the air. Originally, after his feet left the branches, he should have fallen quickly, but when he was in the air, the whisk on the Taoist hand suddenly flicked down. A strong wind blew, the Taoist's whereabouts suddenly slowed down, and the feathers slowly fell down!

"Relying on the Xu Linfeng, good light skills!" Boss Wu blurted out. Almost at the same time, the feet of the Taoist Buping had already fallen to the ground: "The conflict between the two sides is purely a misunderstanding. Why not look at my face and turn enemies into friends? First ask Mr. Sang Tu to take out the antidote and cure everyone's injuries." His voice was extremely kind, but the superb light skills just now were deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts, and naturally, it added a bit of invisible majesty to the words of the Taoist Buping!

Boss Wu did not dare to neglect, so he immediately put down Sang Tu Gong, "Well, Sang Tu Gong, we must give Master Buping's face, you go and get the antidote!" Sang Tu Gong did not move, but looked at Murong Fu. Murong Fu had basically determined the neutral identity of the Taoist Buping, and he immediately followed the flow and said, "Since there is a senior expert to mediate, that's the best. I agree to it, save the people first, and then talk about other right and wrong later!"

"Okay, please feel free!" The Taoist Buping looked happy and nodded slightly. The Duke of Sang Tu nodded no longer hesitated. He rushed over without saying a word, ran to Murong Fu, tugged his hands underground, and quickly dug a hole in an abnormal manner, taking out a dark package from it.

Soon, he opened the package, took out a magnet from it, sucked out the poison needles from everyone, and then applied a unique antidote. In order to show sincerity, Duke Sang Tu first treated Deng Baichuan, Feng Boe and others from Murong Fu, and then it was the turn of the left-minded man at the Wanxian Conference. However, although Duke Sang Tu looked short and fat and very clumsy, he was actually a skillful person. The injuries of forty or fifty people did not take long, but everything was done in just half an hour.
Chapter completed!