C1416 Resolve
C1416 Resolve
Jiang Che held onto the treasure sword, looking very mannerly, he had the appearance of an expert, but the opponent was dressed simply, with his hands in the air, he looked more like a passerby.
Yang Bo walked over, took out his treasure sword, and stood beside Jiang Che. He then looked at his opponent, and asked, "What should I call you?"
"Number 7." The man said.
Upon hearing the name that was extremely characteristic of Square Zhang Island, Yang Bo looked at Number Seven, feeling helpless: "It's not easy for everyone to cultivate, what's the point of fighting and killing?"
Number Seven had a cold expression on his face as he stared at Jiang Che without even giving him a glance.
Jiang Che did not say anything, with the sword in his hand, he directly attacked.
Number Seven did not take out his weapon, but used a palm technique. His movements were light and graceful, his palm striking over, forcing Jiang Che to continuously retreat.
Seeing that, Yang Bo knew that this battle was unavoidable, so he could only hold his treasure sword and stand together with Jiang Che.
This was the first time Yang Bo and Jiang Che had teamed up. Although their sword techniques were different, the two of them had a tacit understanding. When they fought, their attacks and defenses were one, making it difficult for number 7 to make a move!
From the start, Number Seven looked down upon Yang Bo, because he felt that there was a great difference in realm between them and Yang Bo, who could have known that the combination of the two swords would actually have an even greater effect.
However, Number Seven's cultivation level was a bit higher after all. The two of them worked so well together, yet were unable to effectively kill Number Seven. Instead, it consumed quite a bit of their spiritual energy.
Yang Bo was a little anxious in his heart. He glanced at Jiang Che and blinked his left eye, then brandished the treasured sword in his hand and directly attacked towards the right path of number seven. Number Seven hurriedly dodged to the left, taking this opportunity to pass the sword over.
Jiang Che seemed to have become even more ruthless, as he directly struck out with his palm and struck out with his palm at the same time as Yang Bo.
The corner of Number Seven's mouth curled into a cold smile, as if he felt that the two of them were overestimating themselves, and he moved to meet them with his palms at the same time.
However, just as he was about to approach the two palms, Number Seven suddenly felt that something was wrong. The two in front of him were slightly lower in cultivation, so why would they fight with him over this palm technique? There must be a trap!
Thinking about this, Number Seven immediately retracted his left hand, and immediately sent his right palm towards Yang Bo. After all, Yang Bo only had Later Period of Meditation Stage, it would be difficult to injure him!
Boom!
A thunderous sound rang out, and Number Seven's entire body became numb. He stared wide-eyed, this was the Five Thunder Palm, this little ant with Meditation Stage in front of him actually knew the Five Thunder Palm!
Without waiting for Number Seven to react, he suddenly felt his head fly out and immediately lost consciousness!
Yang Bo retreated dozens of steps, he felt a heavy feeling in his chest, his internal organs started to boil, and a trickle of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth!
Yang Bo's cultivation level was far inferior to his opponent's, and this palm strike was simply too difficult, to the point that he wished he were dead!
Yang Bo felt a little helpless as he was about to get injured again. This was also his last thought.
His head was sunk, Yang Bo did not know how long had passed, he wanted to absorb the Spirit Qi, but the Spirit Qi around him was too sparse, he could only absorb it carefully and heal his injuries slowly. Although he was not satisfied with the speed, he had no other choice.
When Yang Bo opened his eyes, he saw the snow-white wall in front of him as he raised his head and the smell of formalin came from the tip of his nose. A faint wave of smell blew over, only that the other party seemed to have noticed Yang Bo had woken up and immediately cried out in pain, "Awake, awake, finally awake!"
Yang Bo raised his head and saw the white porcelain cup in Luo Qing's hands, which contained the medicinal wine, seemingly wanting to feed it to him. He could not help but laugh bitterly, this wine should be fed earlier, if he had fed it earlier, he would not have to spend so much energy to absorb!
Then, Jiang Che and Lu Donghsing walked over, and there was no one else.
Yang Bo stared at Luo Qing, his voice hoarse, "Wine … The medicinal wine! "
Luo Qing was a little hesitant, "You're still injured, but since you've already woken up, you shouldn't drink anymore!"
"Miss, it's fine. Just feed him the medicine bar. This medicine wine has spiritual energy, and it can help him recover. His body is not the same as a normal person's!" Lu Donghsing said.
Luo Qing hesitated for a moment, then carefully picked up Yang Bo's head and poured wine into his mouth with the wine cup.
Yang Bo could feel the thick smell of alcohol and spirit energy coming from his mouth at the same time, and the spirit energy gradually spread to every part of his body, nourishing his injured body.
After drinking the wine, Yang Bo actually felt much better. His spirit energy had gradually recovered, and the circulation had become even more smooth.
This was not the first time Yang Bo had entered the hospital, but he still felt a little awkward.
However, this time, he could not be blamed. He blinked his eyes at Jiang Che, precisely wanting to use Five Thunder Palm. He did not expect Jiang Che to not use it, so he could only do it himself.
If there were only Yang Bo and number 7 present, then this battle would be a completely different story. He still had two Fire Dragon Talisman s and a Heart Sword, but he did not want to reveal his trump cards in front of outsiders.
Luo Qing poured another cup of wine, looking extremely sorrowful. "I must follow you in the future, I can't let you get injured again!"
Luo Qing carried Yang Bo and was about to feed him wine again when a nurse ran in and could not help but shout out: "What are you feeding him?"
"Water." Luo Qing said.
However, the nurse didn't seem to believe him. She quickly came forward and sniffed, "It's wine!" Are you trying to kill him? He's still severely injured, yet you dare to feed him wine? This is entirely because you want to kill him! "
The nurse looked to be about 25 or 26 years old and looked delicate and pretty. She stared at the group of people in the ward and could not help but roar out.
Yang Bo was helpless, but he continued to speak in a low voice: "Miss nurse, it's not what you think, this wine is what I want, my physique is different from others, other people need water when they are thirsty, if I am thirsty I need alcohol, look, am I better now?"
The nurse stared at Yang Bo with an unfriendly expression, "It's because of your bad habit of drinking wine that you got into a car accident. You suffered such heavy injuries, let's see if you still drink alcohol when we get back!"
Yang Bo laughed awkwardly: "I'm not going back to drink. I'm not going to drink anymore."
Finished, Yang Bo pointed to the cup in Luo Qing's hand, "Can you finish this cup?"
"Do you think so?" The nurse said unhappily.
Yang Bo immediately waved his hand, and said, "Alright, hurry up and put away all the wine!"
Luo Qing was helpless and could only keep it.
Yang Bo lifted his head and looked at Jiang Che. Seeing Jiang Che's apologetic face, he didn't think it was right to say anything more.
Seeing Yang Bo looking at him, Jiang Che immediately walked over with his head lowered. He looked a little unnatural on the surface, "I'm so sorry, it's my fault this time!"
"It's good that you know this!" Yang Bo said without any trace of politeness.
— — The content is from [Mick Read]