After the third elder fell down, a free and handsome face appeared. Xiao Feng looked at Gongzi Jinlan with a smile.

"He killed our third elder! Kill him!" the little boss among the hermit shouted.

Many of the Shura hermits respected their third elders very much. Therefore, many began to besiege Xiao Feng.

The people from the world behind Xiao Feng took action to intercept the hermits.

"Don't you come and be fine?" Young Master Jinlan seemed a little embarrassed at this time. The clothes on his shoulder were scratched by the Great Elder of Shura, with blood marks exposed.

Although Young Master Jinlan was wearing black clothes, his blood had wet his clothes. He endured the severe pain and insisted on fighting with the Shura hermit.

Now, those experts from the martial arts world surrounded Shura hermits and fought. He had time to walk towards Xiao Feng.

"Your wounds must be treated as soon as possible! I'm here!" Xiao Feng's meaning is very obvious, you go first!

"Be careful!" Young Master Jinlan felt that his injured arm had lost consciousness. He had to go back to deal with the wound.

"Feng Yan!" Young Master Jinlan called out.

Feng Yan forced a Shura hermit with a sword, then flashed to Gongzi Jinlan's side.

"I've seen Mr. Xiao!" Feng Yan said with a tribute.

"Take your young master back for treatment!" Xiao Feng said seriously.

"Yes! Young Master! Let's go!" Feng Yan said that, and helped Young Master Jinlan out and walked out.

"He'er! Blue Bird! You two escort Mr. Jinlan to the inn!" Xiao Feng told the two disciples beside him.

"Yes!" He'er and the blue bird followed Gongzi Jinlan and Feng Yan.

"Dried buds, reed flowers! You two should pay attention to the movement behind us!" Xiao Feng saw that all the people in the martial arts world he led went to deal with the hermit. He naturally had to take care of the way out.

"Young Master Xiao! This is the territory of the Shura hermits. Should we withdraw?" Gong Chi walked to Xiao Feng in blood and said.

"You are Gong Chi! Another part of us is still guarding outside. If their nests are not destroyed today, they will not be able to deal with them in the future! We can't always get together!" Xiao Feng's words made Gong Chi a little ashamed.

"Young Master Xiao makes sense!" Gong Chi looked up at the five people in the Secret Pavilion. Although there are fewer and fewer Shura hermits now, they are persevering by nature. As long as they have a breath, they will inevitably fight to the end.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded. The Shura hermits retreated one after another.

"Let's go!" Xiao Feng turned around and led everyone outwards. But the path behind them disappeared.

"What's going on?" Someone from the world said in surprise.

"This is their trick. We encountered it when we came!" Gong Chi said hurriedly.

"How did Mr. Jinlan respond?" Xiao Feng asked.

"He asked everyone to break through with internal force!" Gong Chi recalled.

"This is easy!" The masters of the martial arts world behind Xiao Feng planned to take pictures.

"Slow down! This method can't be used anymore!" Xiao Feng is extremely smart after all.

"These cunning guys!" The elder hiding in the dark said biting.

"We'll let them go?" Qing Ji asked unwillingly.

"Our people have suffered heavy losses! The Pavilion Master is not here!" The Great Elder sighed.

"They may not be able to break your slut! Even if they break it, I won't let them live a better life!" Qing Ji sat on her piano platform and said fiercely. They Shura hermits have never suffered such a big loss!

Seeing Xiao Feng looking at the front, Gong Chi suggested, "I remember that door is there! Let's go over and try it out?"

"Not appropriate!" Xiao Feng looked at the wall on the left.

"You mean..." Miyachi also looked to the left.

"Everyone come with me!" Xiao Feng walked to the left. After a while, someone behind him shouted, "I saw it! What is that at the door?"

"Do it out!" Xiao Feng knew the squid at the door.

Those experts in the martial arts world lived a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, and they heard Xiao Feng's shouts scattered everywhere.

Only Linguo's painting was shot by the cold arrow in the clay. In anger, the brushstroke opened the clay in his pen and shot at the person who controlled the clay at the door. The hermit died after being attacked by the clay in the clay.

"Go up high!" As soon as Xiao Feng finished speaking, everyone fell to the heights one after another. They followed Xiao Feng and ran on the wall.

At this time, Qing Ji's piano sounded. People with deep internal strength could still hold on, and those with slightly worse internal strength would be shaking on the wall.

Xiao Feng pulled out the flute from his waist and started blowing it.

Qing Ji only felt that her mind was unstable and had to stop and cover her ears.

"I didn't expect that there was such a master in the Central Plains!" The Great Elder sighed secretly.

Xiao Feng and everyone met with the people who were staying outside the Shura Hermit Hall and left.

Prince Jinlan and the other two were shocked when they returned to the inn. The soldiers in the inn were carrying their bodies out.

"What happened?" Feng Yan asked hurriedly.

"The Shura hermits attacked the inn! Many people died inside!" Two soldiers carrying the corpses shook their heads and sighed as they walked.

"Tuan!" Feng Yan didn't care about Young Master Jinlan. He ran into the inn.

Gongzi Jinlan's feet were as fixed as if they were stationary. Tuan! I don't allow you to have anything to do! Gongzi Jinlan shouted in his heart.

Feng Yan found Tuan sitting in front of several cases in the house of Jinlan, the young master in the inn.

"Tuan!" Feng Yan called out in a sad voice.

"I'm not dead yet! Where is the young master?" Tuan could no longer stand up.

Prince Jinlan ordered He'er to invite a doctor near the inn. Then he quickly walked into the inn.

"Young Master is back! You have to hold on!" Feng Yan knew that Tuan was seriously injured! Otherwise, he would never come to Young Master Jinlan's house. Because Feng Yan knew Tuan's feelings for Young Master Jinlan. Even if he was about to die, he would still die in Young Master's house.

"Tuan!" Young Master Jinlan looked at Tuan still alive, and tears of joy came out of his eyes.

"It's great to see you again!" Tuan forced a smile.

"Feng Yan! Help him do it well!" Young Master Jinlan sat behind Tuan. He used his internal strength to gain time for Tuan to heal.

He'er invited the master's doctor. Gongzi Jinlan only said one sentence, and the doctor quickly went to treat Tu'an.

"The life of your whole family is in your hands!" Gongzi Jinlan said coldly.

"How can I invite someone to see a doctor like this?" The disciple of the teacher said dissatisfied.

"Looking for death!" Young Master Jinlan hit the disciple of the master's doctor with a palm.

"Young Master! No!" Although Feng Yan stopped him, the disciple of the master was still injured by the palm force of his son Jinlan and fell to the ground.

"Young Master! My disciple is going to die! He can't survive either! Because I have only him, I have a relative!" After the master said that, he began to give Tuan acupuncture first aid.

"Help him up! Don't let him die!" Young Master Jinlan ordered.

He'er helped the talkative young man up. Then he took out a pill from his arms and put it into the young man's mouth.

The young man leaned in He'er's arms, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding constantly.
Chapter completed!