The rising sun from the east flew through the sky and landed directly above the heads of the two men. Its speed was by no means comparable to that of Yin-Yang Realm warriors.
At this moment, not only the little beggar, but also Tang Feng has been severely depleted. His three thousand divine fires are almost in a dying state. Even the gold in his dantian has shown signs of damage after using martial arts one after another just now.
state of exhaustion.
The situation of the little beggar was even worse. His injuries were more serious. Although the original source was not injured, his complexion was as pale as paper and he was out of breath.
On the other hand, Dongfang Rising Sun was still high-spirited and high-spirited. Although he had just used three swords in succession, these three swords were nothing more than ordinary to him.
"This time, I see you are still resisting like this, so you should die!" Dongfang Xuri seemed to have murderous intentions. With a move of his right hand, the golden sword was in his hand, and he immediately chopped off his head.
The surging sword energy and the wind roared, and large tracts of sunset fell again.
"Tang Feng, please leave quickly!" The little beggar's voice seemed weak.
This time, Tang Feng didn't bother to speak at all. He shook his head slightly, then stepped forward and blocked the little beggar in front of him.
"It's true that we are loyal to friends, but we are still going to die!" Dongfang Xuri roared suddenly, and cut down the enlarged golden sword directly.
Tang Feng gritted his teeth and prepared to form seals with his hands, intending to fight to the death.
However, at this moment, the angry voice of the old beggar suddenly came from the left: "If you dare to touch my disciple, I will kill you!"
Before the sound could really be heard, a purple gold gourd shot through the air and came close.
With a bang, the purple gold gourd hit the golden sword, sending the golden sword flying on the spot, and the originally large swaths of sunset light dissipated in an instant.
Dongfang Xuri's complexion changed drastically when he saw this. He didn't even think about it and just pulled away and retreated.
It was only then that Leng Wushuang's angry and slightly weak voice came over: "Xu Ri, hurry up, this old guy is too strong, not even the Haotian Sunset Formation can do anything to him!"
In fact, there was no need for him to give orders at all. As soon as he saw the purple gold gourd, Dongfang Xuri roughly understood the situation on the other side.
He left without saying a word, and his determination and speed were much faster than Leng Wushuang and others.
"How can it be so easy to hurt my disciple and leave!" The old beggar seemed to be really angry this time. He held his hand with one hand and punched it in the direction of Dongfang Rising Sun's escape.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a low dragon roar, and a dragon-shaped palm roared out. The speed of this dragon-shaped palm was really incredible.
Originally, the rising sun in the east had swept a long distance away, but in an instant, the dragon-shaped palm arrived.
With a bang, the dragon-shaped palm hit Dongfang Xuri on the back, tearing his protective aura on the spot, and the whole person immediately staggered forward and fell miserably.
However, he was still in the semi-walking stage, and the old beggar was so far away, so although he was injured, it would be difficult for him to be seriously injured.
Dongfang Xuri fell forward three steps and then stabilized his figure. Then his feet swept up the ridge of the roof, and then he crashed into the dense forest outside the town.
However, his voice suddenly came back: "Old Shenxu, how dare you hurt me? I will settle this debt with you when I, the Master of Sunset Peak, come out of seclusion."
"And that native boy named Tang, you have completely offended me. Unless you can't hide for the rest of your life, you will definitely die!"
As for Leng Wushuang and the other two Haotian Sect elders, they had already taken advantage of the old beggar to rescue them and escaped.
Of course, the old beggar had no intention of pursuing him. In fact, the battle just now was still very tiring for him.
What's more, he is already an old man, and he is worried that if he pursues him, he will be hit by the opponent and the tiger will flee the mountain, causing the dragon-thorn boy to be captured. Isn't this a small gain but a big gain?
"Are you all okay?" The old beggar came back to his senses and quickly looked at the two of them and asked.
"Thank you, Senior Shenxu, for coming to the rescue. This junior is fine." Tang Feng gritted his teeth and said.
The little beggar also grinned and said: "Don't worry, master, even this Tang Long Ci is fine, and my disciple will be fine."
What he meant was that if he said there was a serious problem, wouldn't it be tantamount to admitting that he was not as good as Tang Long Ci.
Although this little beggar is not old, his talent is quite good. He has reached the peak of the ninth level of Yin-Yang Realm at a young age, and his ambition is not small.
In one year, he was determined to break through to the Five Elements Divine Realm, and then in three years, he would be on the list of geniuses in the Pan-Asian continent.
So for a genius like him who aspires to be ranked among the geniuses, how could he admit that he is not as good as others.
Tang Feng naturally understood the meaning of his words, but he didn't say anything and just smiled.
The old beggar looked at the two of them carefully and saw that they were only injured but not to the foundation. He breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I see that you two have suffered a lot. There is an inn in front of you. Let's go there first."
Adjust your breath and heal your wounds, the people from the Haotian Sect have just left, and I believe they won’t be back soon.”
Everyone nodded and immediately walked towards the inn. At this time, Ge Wuyou from the Xuanwu Sect and Lu Ming suddenly rushed to Tang Feng's side.
Ge Wuyou hesitated for a moment and then asked in a low voice: "Junior Brother Tang, the two of us didn't help you just now, don't you resent us?"
Tang Feng couldn't help but laugh and said: "How could it be possible? In that situation, even if the two senior brothers came to help, the effect would not be too great. How could I take it seriously?"
Lu Ming immediately smiled and said: "I have already said that Junior Brother Tang is not such a stingy person. It would be great if he is not angry."
Tang Feng smiled, and he suddenly realized that his two senior brothers from the same sect were actually quite cute. Suddenly he thought of something and said: "Two senior brothers, I have to ask you for help with something."
Ge Wuyou said: "Junior brother, if you have anything, it's okay to say it."
Lu Ming also said: "That's right, if you have anything to say, just say it, no need to be polite to us."
Tang Feng then said: "I would like to invite two senior brothers. When we arrive at the sect, what we encountered along the way, including what happened in the ancestral land, especially the fact that I took action against eight ordinary disciples of the Haotian Sect at that time, can we
Can't you keep it a secret for me?"
Ge Wuyou and Lu Ming were startled, but soon they looked at each other and said with a smile: "Junior brother, are you trying to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?"
Tang Feng laughed dumbly and said: "I don't have such thoughts. I just want to wait until I get to the sect and be able to practice quietly without being disturbed by others."
Ge Wuyou and the other two immediately said: "I understand, junior brother, don't worry, the two of us will definitely keep our mouths shut after arriving at the sect."
Tang Fenggong cupped his hands and said, "Then I'd like to thank you two senior brothers."
In fact, Tang Feng's idea was very simple. After arriving at the sect, he would find a secluded place to retreat and maximize his strength.
There are so many masters in the world and they are all powerful. He will no longer allow a situation like today where he is being slaughtered and unable to resist.
