Finally, with a fierce grip of Zhou Yuan''s palm, the bodies of the three people instantly turned into three handfuls of blood mist and slowly dissipated in the air.


    From Zhou Yuan''s hand to the end, it was only between lightning and flint. I''m afraid there was no response even to the air.


    Although he is seriously injured now, it is still effortless to deal with three double weak people in the dead xuanjing.


    At this time, the xuanyangzong Saint still closed her eyes, but she didn''t hear any sound.


    Has the young man been killed by the three men?


    I''m to blame for this


    Anyway, it''s just me. Let''s take a look at the young man


    At this point, xuanyangzong Saint slowly opened her eyes, but then she was completely stunned. She was still stupid and stunned on the spot.


    Because, at this time, in front of her, there was no figure of the three people. Only Zhou Yuan, who was injured all over, stood there and kept the posture of clenching his palm.


    What''s going on?


    What about the three men of the three elders?


    Xuanyangzong saint''s heart was full of doubts, and suddenly, she suddenly looked at Zhou Yuan, and then a very incredible idea rushed into her mind.


    "Did he kill those three people? Can''t he..."


    At this moment, the saint of xuanyang sect felt extremely incredible, because the other young man was seriously injured and seemed to be younger than her at such an age. How could she have the power to kill the strong ones who rebuilt three dead xuanjing into two in an instant?


    This doesn''t accord with common sense at all. Even in the northern spiritual realm, there are absolutely no people who cultivate such talent.


    But then again, where did the three go?


    And just then


    When the "plop" sounded, the saint of xuanyang sect immediately looked at Zhou Yuan, but she found that she had fainted to the ground, and her breath was very weak.


    "It must be because of his serious injury!" xuanyangzong saint was very eager.


    "Although he is a stranger and I don''t know him, anyway, he saved me today, so I can''t watch him die here."


    "And my father is also a herbalist. He can cure his injury."


    As soon as she read this, the saint of xuanyang sect immediately recited Zhou Yuan and ran away in the direction of xuanyang sect.


    ……


    Xuanyang sect, a sect in the North spiritual realm that can rank in the middle and upper reaches, has a great reputation and reputation in the North spiritual realm.


    Soon the saint of xuanyang sect returned to xuanyang sect with Zhou Yuan on her back.


    Because it was a woman and a saint of xuanyang sect, no one stopped and asked.


    Xuanyangzong Saint went straight to a mountain peak.


    At this time, at the top of the mountain, a middle-aged man sat cross legged, slightly closed his eyes and breathed evenly, as if he were feeling the power of heaven and earth.


    "Father, please save this childe!" the saint of xuanyang sect said urgently.


    Huh?


    The middle-aged man opened his eyes at the sound. Needless to say, he was the woman''s father and the leader of xuanyang sect. When the leader''s eyes fell on Zhou Yuan, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "who is he?"


    Later, the saint of xuanyang sect told the leader of xuanyang sect that the three elders sent someone to kill her and that Zhou Yuan helped her.


    After hearing this, the leader of xuanyang sect flew into a rage: "I didn''t expect that the old fellow of the three elders had been staring at my position and would even poison my daughter! How unreasonable!"


    "That old guy is not living in the door now. If he dares to come back, I will kill him myself!"


    The leader of xuanyang sect was very angry, but at the moment, he knew that Zhou Yuan was seriously injured, and the seriously injured young man in front of him was still his daughter''s life-saving benefactor.


    Therefore, the matter of the three elders should be put aside first, and the seriously injured young man in front of him should be treated first.


    Then, the leader of xuanyang sect explored the injury in Zhou Yuan''s body.


    His complexion changed in an instant.


    "The young man was seriously injured, and even several meridians had been broken. Although I can cure him, the degree to which he can recover depends on his own fortune." the leader of xuanyang sect said with a calm face: "however, even if he finally recovers, because the meridians are broken, it will certainly have a great impact on his future cultivation and combat effectiveness."


    "What should I do, father? You must help him. After all, he is my life-saving benefactor!" said the saint of xuanyangzong in great anxiety.


    If Zhou Yuan is really like what her father said, she will blame herself very much.


    "I will try my best to save him. Just wait at ease." the leader of xuanyang sect said, leaving with Zhou Yuan.


    ……


    A mountain top, a thatched cottage.


    There was nothing superfluous in the hut, only a very simple bed.


    However, all these simple places can''t be more simple. The aura is incomparably rich, and even has condensed into fog.


    At this time, the spirit fog seemed to turn into small snakes, circling around the grass house, circling around the bed, and then slowly inhaled into the body of a young man on the bed paper.


    That young man is naturally Zhou Yuan.


    At the same time, on the side of the bed, there was a beautiful woman sitting quietly. Her beautiful eyes had been staring at Zhou Yuan, and her eyes had not left at all.


    The woman is the saint of xuanyang sect.


    It has been three days since the xuanyang sect leader cured Zhou Yuan''s injury. In these three days, the xuanyang sect Saint didn''t leave the cottage for half a step. She asked the xuanyang sect leader''s consent to take care of Zhou Yuan here.


    After all, the young man in front of her is her lifesaver.


    At the moment, xuanyangzong Saint stared at Zhou Yuan''s cheek. She felt that although the young man lying quietly was not very handsome, her cheeks were angular, highlighting the unique breath of men.


    Very attractive.


    Moreover, there was a very ferocious scar on his chest. It seemed to be a sword wound, but the saint of xuanyang couldn''t think of what kind of powerful sword could leave such a ferocious scar.


    The xuanyang sect Saint looked up at the vortex formed by the spiritual fog directly above the bed, and couldn''t help being slightly stunned.


    Because she knows very well that Zhou Yuanben is not in good condition, and he has not awakened at the moment.


    Although the strong can practice in sleep, she has never seen such absorption speed.


    That''s no different from swallowing.


    "What level is his skill? It''s so strong..."


    And just then.


    "Teng -"


    Zhou Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, and a strong breath burst out of his body, blowing the hair of the xuanyangzong Saint around him.


    "Are you awake?" xuanyangzong Saint asked excitedly at once.