Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1292 Where Can We Go to Seek Justice?

"How...how is this possible?"

Yin Changsheng screamed, his eyes fixed on the bloodthirsty creature on the ground.

Only now did he realize that the two Bloodthirsty Darts on the ground were actually disguised as one another!

At this moment, what pierced through his dantian was the third Bloodthirsty Dart!

"Do not!!"

Yin Changsheng frantically clutched his dantian, but his primordial energy continued to drain away, proving utterly useless.

The dantian is the foundation and lifeline of a martial artist.

Once shattered, not only will all the cultivation he has painstakingly cultivated throughout his life be instantly dissipated, but he will also become a cripple who is even worse than an ordinary person, with no chance of ever turning his life around!

I thought you would always remember,”

Jiang Xiaochuan slowly stood up from the dusty pit, wiping the blood that kept spilling from the corner of his mouth with his still intact left hand. "The sacred object can be divided into three."

He raised his hand and the Bloodthirsty Dart that pierced Yin Changsheng's dantian flew back into his hand, merging with the other two Bloodthirsty Darts.

The three beams of red light merged into one, restoring Bloodlust to its original form.

I never imagined that I, a Nirvana Realm expert, would be outmaneuvered by a mere youth at the second level of the Blood Fiend Technique!

With overwhelming hatred and resentment surging in his eyes, Yin Changsheng mustered his last bit of strength to punch Jiang Xiaochuan.

The excruciating pain from his shattered dantian caused his body to convulse, and his punches became limp and easily neutralized.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xiaochuan raised his hand and slapped Yin Changsheng in the chest.

"Pfft"

Yin Changsheng coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body fell backward, and he could no longer get up.

The surroundings became completely quiet.

The wind blew, rustling the leaves and dispelling the heavy smell of blood.

Looking at Yin Changsheng's gradually lifeless body, Jiang Xiaochuan showed no sign of victory.

Without the natural restraint of Bloodlust, he simply couldn't withstand the opponent's deadly move.

Even in the seemingly desperate close-quarters combat at the end, he did not gain any advantage.

At this moment, his right arm bone was broken, and his sternum seemed to be throbbing with dull pain, with each breath pulling at the injury.

Jiang Xiaochuan has gained a clearer understanding of his own abilities.

If he were to rely solely on his own strength to fight Yin Changsheng to the death, his chances of winning would probably be only fifty-fifty.

Even lower.

In the distance, Lao Liu had just dragged the unconscious Wu Youlian to a safe place when he looked up and saw Yin Changsheng fall straight down.

Upon seeing this, Lao Liu's eyes momentarily glazed over.

A powerful Nirvana Realm expert with overwhelming ferocity was killed just like that?

He turned to look at Jiang Xiaochuan, who was covered in blood, and was surprised that he didn't feel much emotional reaction. He just silently complained to himself:

"This guy, in every way, is not a normal person!"

"how is he?"

No longer paying attention to Yin Changsheng, Jiang Xiaochuan walked towards Lao Liu as he spoke.

"Half dead."

The sixth brother glanced at Wu You, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said reasonably.

At this moment, Wuyou fell into a deep coma.

Forcibly supporting such an exquisite formation as the Shifting Shadows is extremely taxing on one's mind and energy.

Finally, Yin Changsheng violently broke through the formation, causing a strong backlash that disrupted the flow of Qi within the body.

Jiang Xiaochuan quickly walked up to Wu You, squatted down, and examined him carefully.

The moment my fingertips touched the other person's wrist, I felt a chaotic aura surge towards me, and the situation was almost exactly as Lao Liu had described.

Without timely treatment, his soul will likely completely dissipate, and even if he survives by chance, he will most likely never wake up again and become a cripple.

A complex feeling welled up in Jiang Xiaochuan's heart.

He himself still had a somewhat vague concept of the identity of "cult leader".

But Wu You was willing to risk his life to help him, and this loyalty and determination moved him somewhat.

Suppressing these thoughts, Jiang Xiaochuan composed himself.

When he watched Wu You manipulate the formation before, he keenly noticed that the power fluctuations driven by the other party were quite peculiar.

It is neither martial arts qi nor pure spiritual qi, but something in between.

From this perspective, the spiritual energy within his body is an excellent source of nourishment to help him recover.

Without further hesitation, Jiang Xiaochuan extended his left index finger and gently touched Wu You's forehead.

The pure spiritual energy flowed slowly from his fingertips into Wu You's parched and disordered meridians and dantian, carefully smoothing out the tangled and chaotic energy.

Nearby, Lao Liu, who was brushing the dust off his clothes, suddenly stopped.

The pointer of the ancient compass in his arms silently deflected by a slight angle.

Tell him unequivocally that Jiang Xiaochuan is using extremely pure spiritual energy to heal people!

"I...oh my goodness..."

The sixth man felt a mix of emotions; this was the purest spiritual energy in the world.

This guy, on the other hand, is like a free tap, pouring water into other people's bodies!

What a fucking spendthrift!

At the same time, Lao Liu couldn't help but think that he had really put in a lot of effort in that battle!

Many of the talismans hidden away in that box are priceless treasures.

The results of it?

He gained nothing, nearly lost his life, and now he has to watch helplessly as this spendthrift squanders his precious spiritual energy to save someone…

Jiang Xiaochuan was completely focused on Wu You's condition at the moment, so he naturally had no time to pay attention to Lao Liu's colorful inner monologue.

As the spiritual energy input increased and the examination of Wu You's body deepened, the expression on his face gradually became more solemn, which then turned into surprise.

The situation within Wu You's body was far more complex than he had anticipated.

"Cough cough..."

Just then, Wu You's eyelashes trembled violently a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Upon seeing Jiang Xiaochuan leaning over him, Wu You subconsciously called out weakly, "Master...."

Immediately, his expression tensed up, and he struggled to sit up: "Where is Yin Changsheng?"

"That unfortunate thing has already been sent to the King of Hell by your wise and mighty Master Jiang."

Before Jiang Xiaochuan could speak, Lao Liu, who was standing next to him, answered first in an annoyed tone.

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Wu You's pupils dilated sharply.

He had personally experienced firsthand the terrifying, despair-inducing pressure of Yin Changsheng after he burned his inner energy.

In his limited understanding, even if the unfathomable High Priest himself were to personally come to Yin Changsheng's aid, he probably wouldn't be able to completely defeat him in that state.

He subconsciously glanced at Jiang Xiaochuan, and then, thinking back to the fact that if Yin Changsheng were still alive, given his ruthless nature, he would never have allowed them to talk peacefully...

Several thoughts flashed through the boy's mind before he reluctantly accepted this seemingly miraculous fact.

When Wu You turned her gaze to Jiang Xiaochuan again, her clear eyes were filled with fervent respect.

The pure emotions unique to teenagers made Jiang Xiaochuan a little uncomfortable. He touched his nose and looked away.

The sixth brother, watching from the side, couldn't stop his eyes from twitching.

So all the credit went to that guy surnamed Jiang, and I, the hero who suffered heavy losses, didn't get a single benefit. Where the hell can I complain about this?