Of course, there are also little masters of elixirs in Wujiabao, and there are three of them.
But if Wujiabao could have one more alchemy master, Wu Yuan would still dream of it.
As for Ling Tian, although he is not a small master of alchemy and does not have the ability to refine holy elixirs, he can easily restore the injuries of warriors.
This ability, in the chaotic underworld, is even more rare than that of a young alchemy master.
"Dad, I can still fight!"
Wu Wenlong confirmed that his physical condition had recovered as before, and without having time to thank Ling Tian, he hurriedly said to Wu Yuando... .??.
In his mind at this moment, this competition was more important than anything else.
"Fortmaster..."
The gunsmith who had just gone to battle in Qinjiabao saw that Wu Wenlong was going to fight again, and his face darkened suddenly.
He was able to get up and stay standing, all because of the Blood Rage Pill.
But the effect of the Blood Fury Pill will soon wear off.
If he fights Wu Wenlong again, he won't be able to win, and it may aggravate his injuries.
Qin Jinghui undoubtedly understood this, and the smile on his face had long since disappeared. After waving his hand to signal the gunsmith not to say anything, he looked at Wu Yuandao with some dissatisfaction, "Fortmaster Wu, we agreed to a one-on-one competition, why are you still allowing me to do so?"
What about the third person taking action to heal the injury? I don’t think this battle can count, right?”
"What is the problem?"
Wu Yuan saw that Qin Jinghui wanted to default on his debt, and sneered at him and asked, "We didn't agree before this battle, so we can't let a third person heal your wounds, right? If someone in your Qin Family Fort has the ability to heal your wounds, he can restore you within three breaths."
The injuries of those who fought in Qinjiabao will be treated as if they were sent out."
Qin Jinghui's mouth twitched, Wu Yuan's words seemed a bit familiar.
Just now, Wu Yuan questioned him about taking the Blood Rage Pill.
He seemed to have answered Wu Yuan with similar words...
When it comes to the ability to heal people, all warriors who control the power of the law of life have it.
There are more than ten thousand people in the Qin Family Fort, and among them there are naturally some who control the power of the law of life.
However, even for a warrior who controls the power of the law of life, it will take at least half an hour to heal a serious injury.
, if combined with healing elixirs, the time may be shortened by half.
But it is almost impossible to completely repair the injury within three breaths.
In the whole world, I am afraid that only Ling Tian, who turned the Life Monument into his own soul, could do this.
Back then, it only took Ling Tian less than half an hour to heal more than a hundred saints at the same time.
Moreover, many of the people he healed were seriously injured than Wu Wenlong.
Of course, after that cure, he fell into a coma for half a year.
If possible, it would be better not to use the power of the Life Monument casually in the future.
"Okay, okay! Even if I, the Qin Family Fort, lose this battle."
Qin Jinghui could not refute Wu Yuan's words, so he had no choice but to admit defeat.
Although defeat in this battle was not in his plan, it was not unacceptable to him.
After all, Wu Wenlong was a genius in Wujiabao, and there was no one who could rival him in the realm of Qinjiabao's middle saint king.
But this third battle is different, Qin Jinghui is bound to win.
"Zuo Feng! You come for the third battle!"
Qin Jinghui turned his head and greeted the person behind him.
"Zuo Feng?"
When Wu Yuan heard the name, he immediately looked at the person behind Qin Jinghui, "Is this person the genius of the little world who was assigned to your Qin Family Fort three years ago?"
Three years ago, a group of warriors entered the underworld from the small world.
This Zuo Feng is one of the people assigned to Qinjiabao.
At that time, Zuo Feng was only a middle-ranking sage. As soon as he entered the Qin Family Fort, he defeated all the fellow warriors in the Qin Family Fort, thus gaining the respect of Qin Jinghui.
Unexpectedly, three years later, Zuo Feng has been promoted to a high-level Saint King.
Zuofengmu
Time was cold, and he walked out from behind Qin Jinghui holding a Blood-Rage Pill in his hand. He glanced at the people in Wujiabao and said coldly, "Wujiabao, who will fight with me?"
For a moment, everyone in Wujiabao was silent.
There are not many warriors in the upper-level Saint King Realm in Wujiabao here.
There is no one who has the ability to fight Zuo Feng. .??.
What's more, Zuo Feng still had a Blood Rage Pill in his hand at this time.
"Isn't there anyone in Wujiabao who wants to fight? In this case, should I, Qinjiabao, win this battle without a fight?"
Qin Jinghui saw that no one from Wujiabao responded, and even Wu Yuan chose to shut his mouth, and suddenly laughed strangely.
"Fortmaster, why don't you let me do this battle?"
At this time, a voice rang out from the crowd in Wujiabao.
Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound, and all their eyes were fixed on Ling Tian.
There is no doubt that the person who just asked for a fight was Ling Tian.
"you?"
Wu Yuan didn't know Ling Tian's fighting power, so he didn't dare to let Ling Tian challenge him.
He believed that Ling Tian didn't know how powerful Zuo Feng was, so he dared to ask for a fight.
"I know that this battle is of great importance, but since I am a member of Wujiabao, I also want to contribute to Wujiabao. This battle will be fought with all my strength."
Ling Tian smiled and walked slowly towards Wu Yuan.
If it were an insignificant battle, he wouldn't bother to make the limelight.
Although Wujiabao has now obtained one-third of the holy water, this amount of holy water is obviously not enough to supply the tens of thousands of people in Wujiabao.
He tried his best to obtain holy water for Wujiabao so that he could enjoy a sufficient supply of holy water in the future.
"Dad, I think we can let him try it!"
Wu Yuan was still struggling. Wu Wenting, who had come behind Ling Tian, suggested at this time, "He can recover my brother's injuries within three breaths. He must be able to recover his own injuries in a short time. Maybe he can win the game."
Where is Zuo Feng?"
"drag?"
Ling Tian was a little relieved to hear that Wu Wenting fought for himself to fight.
Unexpectedly, Wu Wenting did not believe in her own strength, but believed that she could use the power of the Life Monument to drag Zuo Feng to death...
He's fighting against his peers, so why delay?
"This does make some sense."
Wu Yuan's eyes flickered, as if he was convinced by Wu Wenting. After thinking for a moment, he looked at Ling Tian seriously, "You..."
"My name is Lingtian."
Ling Tian said lightly with a smile on his lips.
"Ling Tian."
Wu Yuan nodded and solemnly said, "You go to this battle!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Tian rose into the sky.
"Zuo Feng!"
Qin Jinghui didn't care about Ling Tian's participation in the battle and gestured to Zuo Feng.
call……
Zuo Feng's figure roared up, hovering in the void, looking at Ling Tiandao with disdain, "Your healing method is indeed not simple. But I will not give you a chance to win!"
"Don't worry, this battle will be won quickly!"
Ling Tian smiled slightly and his arms trembled slightly.
The Sword Saint's body activates, and his right arm instantly turns into a sword.
A sharp energy suddenly burst out towards the left peak.
"Sword cultivator?"
Zuo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he also released the aura of a high-ranking saint.
call out!
Ling Tian had no intention of wasting time. At the same time as the Nine Forbidden Bible was running, he took a step forward, and his figure shot to Zuo Feng in an instant like lightning.
The terrible pressure made Zuo Feng unable to breathe.
Just as Zuo Feng was about to take the attack, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.
The people of Wujiabao and Qinjiabao who were watching the battle on the ground were immediately stunned...
At this time, Ling Tian's right arm, which turned into a sword, actually pierced Zuo Feng's abdomen before Zuo Feng could react...