Chapter 585
The Shadow Hunter turned his head to look at Han Feng in surprise, and then looked at Yan Lie who was expressionless. The long sword stopped slowly. Yan Lie obviously let go of the long sword with a sigh of relief. After he let go, the blood couldn't stop Stay sprayed out.

It was not until now that people calmed down that they discovered that Yan Lie's fist was on the back of the Hermit Wind, and the magic power rippling around the Hermit Wind was rapidly dissipating. It turned out that Yan Lie was not throwing stones into trouble, but saving people with righteousness. This is an unbelievable fact Let everyone be dumbfounded.

The pale hermit tightly pursed his lips, he knew that Yan Lie was helping him through the difficulties, but the hermit had sprayed two mouthfuls of blood in a row, and the hermit who tried his best to defuse the backlash of magic power had no spare power to stop Kuangwu and them .

The last ray of magic power also passed into Yan Lie's body through Feng Hermit, and Feng Hermit breathed a sigh of relief, and said tremblingly, "Thank you."

Yan Lie's face was also pale, he nodded arrogantly, turned around and was about to leave, Dihua rushed forward and said: "Don't go, let me heal your wounds."

Han Feng said: "Brother, Yan Lie is immune to magic, and your holy magic also doesn't work on him." Then Han Feng said to Yan Lie: "Whether your relationship with us is opposed or not, just because of your heart It deserves our admiration.”

Yan Lie said without turning his head: "I didn't have any good intentions when I came here. I wanted to sneak a peek at how you were going to deal with me. I saved him because I didn't want such a good opponent to die. Even if he died, he could only die. In my hand."

Feng Hermit finally calmed down, and solemnly said to Yan Lie: "I respect you as an opponent, half a month later..."

Yan Lie stopped and said: "Half a month is too hasty, my body needs to recover, let's fight another day."

After Yan Lie finished speaking, he waved his hands and walked away, Kuang Wu said cursingly: "This dog is still upright, but don't look at his good words, he will never show mercy when he strikes."

Kuang Wu and Yan Lie's martial arts contest failed miserably, Kuang Wu's mentality was very happy, but Yan Lie competed with Kuang Wu openly, even if Kuang Wu was dissatisfied, he couldn't tell Yan Lie's other shortcomings, he could only find faults in his cruelty .

The wind hermit coughed out a mouthful of blood and said: "In a duel, apart from being too clever, there is no room for mercy. When he fights with you, he shoots viciously to prove that your strength is almost the same as him."

Kuang Wu thought for a long time and said happily: "It makes sense, it makes sense. At that time, he was also kicked by my vajra leg and vomited blood. It seems that there is not much difference between me and him. As long as I can break through again, I will definitely defeat him."

After Kuang Wu's failure, he was a little discouraged, and always felt that the gap with Yan Lie was too large. After the explanation of Feng Hermit, a bystander, Kuang Wu's confidence suddenly swelled.

Dihua used sacred magic to heal the wind hermit, but the wind hermit waved his hand and said, "The magic power is just backlash, as long as I pass the critical moment, I can recover by myself. Thanks to Yan Lie today, what Kuang Wu said is right, Yan Lie is an upright man, today he rejected my proposal, in fact, he gave me a chance to heal my wounds and improve my strength, in order to respect this opponent, I must also break into the realm of the field."

(End of this chapter)

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