The special effects of Qingling Pill completely consumed the drug in Xiaohu's body.
It can be said to hate these people with utmost hatred.
Before his injuries could completely recover, he roared angrily and rushed toward the people who made the move.
With full firepower, they are almost no match for one enemy.
Ever since Xiaohu followed him, he had never suffered such a big loss. Naturally, Wang Xuan felt uncomfortable.
Take action, show no mercy, and fight like crazy.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, except for the minions who fled in all directions, most of the leaders were killed, leaving only one boss, the old man in gray.
In the square in front of the house, Wang Xuan was sitting on a chair, while Xiao Hu shrunk and slept in his arms.
The hemostatic elixir made Xiaohu almost recover from his external injuries, but the trouble was his internal injuries.
In front, the old man in gray was kneeling on the ground. His cultivation was ruined and he could no longer ride the big waves.
After the other party's narration, Wang Xuan understood the ins and outs of this matter.
There was indeed an accident in the teleportation array. The feeling of space tearing was absolutely unstoppable with Wang Xuan's strength.
At the critical moment, Xiaohu transformed into his true form and protected him to the death.
After breaking the teleportation, one person and one tiger appeared near Black Tiger Mountain.
At this time, the little tiger was seriously injured. Fortunately, it had a storage bag with some healing medicine and the like, and it ate a lot.
His strength can be said to be very low, and he happened to be caught by these bandits in Black Tiger Mountain.
Therefore, Wang Xuan was imprisoned in the dungeon, and Xiaohu became the target of those they wanted to eat.
Speaking of which, it was also caused by gluttony.
Sixth-level spiritual beasts have greatly improved their intelligence, but how can they compare to these cunning bandits?
Knowing that the eye-catching tiger likes to eat meat, he immediately offered a large amount of high-quality flesh and blood.
However, a lot of drugs were injected into this flesh and blood. By the time Xiaohu reacted, it was already too late, which could be said to be adding injury to injury.
At this point, it can be said to have been truly grasped.
Thus, there was this scene that Wang Xuan saw.
Looking at the old man in gray clothes kneeling below, Wang Xuan sighed with emotion, he deserves to be in Zhongzhou.
Even a bandit has the air control realm. It's really annoying to compare people to each other.
With such strength, in the Wanjian Sect, one can be regarded as an elder by everyone.
If one breaks through to the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm, then the Supreme Elder will have the power of life and death for many people.
"Well, your use value is gone, so die."
With a flick of his finger, a burst of energy went straight into the gray-clothed old man's eyebrows, killing him on the spot.
These guys treat themselves and Xiaohu like this, how can they keep him and not chop him up, it is because they are soft-hearted.
The people in the dungeon came out and saw that the bandits were wiped out. They came one after another to thank Wang Xuan.
Most of the people fled down the mountain, but Wang Xuan ignored them and let them go.
Occasionally, there would be some greedy people who wanted to get some trophies. Wang Xuan would not be polite to them and would kill them one by one.
In this way, those who had different ideas were suppressed and chose to leave here one after another.
"Huh? Senior, why haven't you left yet?"
"Hehe, this Black Tiger Mountain is great, with beautiful mountains and clear waters. It's suitable for seclusion here."
"You don't want to be the king of the mountain here, do you?"
A few big black teeth were exposed, and the unkempt old man had a strange look on his face.
Frowning and looking at the other party, Wang Xuan was a little undecided.
Where does this guy come from?
When his spiritual consciousness swept away, he found that the other party was like a quagmire, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
"Hey, young man, it's not a good habit to detect others with your spiritual sense. This will be regarded as a provocation."
"The younger generation has learned a lesson."
The vigilance in my heart did not relax at all, and I was secretly on guard.
Under Wang Xuan's powerful spiritual consciousness, there is no way to hide the treasure house or secret pavilion in Black Tiger Mountain.
Wang Xuan looked extremely happy when he unexpectedly saw a few of his own storage bags.
What could be happier than regaining something lost?
A large number of spiritual stones, precious ores, various spiritual elixirs, etc. were collected by Wang Xuan.
The spiritual stones are basic, most of them are middle-grade spiritual stones, and there are also many high-grade spiritual stones. On the contrary, the fewest are low-grade spiritual stones.
Killing a Black Tiger Mountain made Wang Xuan's pocket bulge.
After running around, I returned to the square in front of the house and found the old man still sitting there, feeling a little strange.
"Boy, how's it going? It's a good harvest, isn't it?"
"It's okay. They're all ill-gotten gains. I accept them with a smile."
"Hahaha, this is the first time I heard robbery described in such a fresh and refined way."
Taking it from the people, using it for the people, and putting the stolen goods into his own pocket, Wang Xuan had no burden at all.
However, he was still a little embarrassed to be told it to his face.
Suddenly, the other party suddenly stood up, one hand condensed into a palm, and he gently pushed towards Wang Xuan.
The palm prints gradually become larger, which looks very slow, but is actually very fast.
Screaming secretly, Wang Xuan threw the little tiger out of his arms and drew his sword.
"Drawing the Sword Technique!"
"Five elements break the sky!"
"We will die together!"
One move after another, constantly consuming the huge power of the palm print.
When the palm print was less than a foot away from him, it disappeared, and the surroundings were light and cloudy.
"Senior, what does this mean?"
Wang Xuan did not expect that the other party would take action as soon as he said it, and with such a simple move, he almost beat himself to death with one palm.
"Haha, boy, look at the sword."
Immediately afterwards, the opponent did not know when he took out a sword and stabbed him calmly.
From Wang Xuan's point of view, it seemed that this sword was the only thing left in this world.
The sharp force from the sword tip stung his eyebrows.
"Move!"
His heart was shouting, and his spiritual consciousness was like a great explosion, breaking through the blockade. At this moment, Wang Xuan felt that his body was his again and could be controlled by him.
Wang Xuan's face became extremely ugly after he narrowly avoided the sword and was on the verge of death.