Just thinking more, Xu Le only felt a little palpitations and palpitations in his heart, knowing that this is a symptom after mental strength is frustrated, and it cannot be eradicated without restoring mental strength.

Closed his eyes, Xu Le focused, stopped thinking about it, and began to restore his mental power.

After reluctantly calming down, Xu Le began to try to restore his mental power based on his previous research on mental power.

There is no good way to restore mental power. Either calm down, calm down, and come little by little, or rely on the space of the Kingdom of God to directly reply completely. There is indeed no way for the rest.

After a few hours of meditation and recuperation, the sky gradually became darker. Xu Le's mental power still did not recover much, and a little bloody color on his face finally returned to his face.

After stopping practicing, Xu Le didn't dare to think too much, but just calmly let go of his thoughts and let his mind be as clear as possible.

"Dang thud..." A burst of rapid footsteps came from outside, and then stopped at Xu Le's door.

"Mr. Jue, the gang leader asks you to go over and discuss matters." The man outside said.

Xu Le pondered for a moment and replied, "I was injured a little today. I am afraid I can't go to see the leader of Xiong. Why don't you tell me what the leader of Xiong wants to do when I find me?"

"I dare not, please wait, sir, I will go to the leader of the Xiong Gang." The man outside said, and hurried away again.

After all, Xu Le's mental power is not convenient to use, so he did not release his mental power to follow the other party's traces.

After a while, accompanied by a slow footstep sound, Xiongba's voice appeared at the door: "Mr. Jue, are you injured? Is it important?"

"It's not that important," Xu Le said, coughing lightly and opening the door.

Seeing his appearance, his clothes were torn, his face was pale, and there was a faint smell of blood in the room, Xiongba couldn't help but be surprised: "Mr. Jue, how did you get hurt? But did you make a mistake in practicing martial arts?"

Xu Le shook his head: "It's not the case, it's a consequence of his own fault and he can't blame others."

Xiongba nodded, sat down, and gently stroked his beard: "If you have anything, you might as well talk about it."

"The person who criticized his destiny leaked the secrets of heaven, and he was not happy about it, so I was going to suffer some backlash. Today I went to Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, and in addition to exploring the information, I also killed Bu Jingyun. In this way, the backlash power increased several times." Xu Le said.

Xiongba had a little golden light in his eyes, and he was very powerful when he opened and closed slightly: "Why is this?"

"Bu Jingyun should have been a person with extremely strong fate. Not only shouldn't die at this time, but he will also save the martial arts catastrophe in the future. Now I have killed this person who deserves to live in his life, Master Xiong, what reward do you think I will receive?" Xu Le said calmly.

"The other party took advantage of my great damage to the Taoist practice and attacked me, and I was seriously injured and became what I am now."

Upon hearing this, Xiongba obviously had a little interest on his face: "Mr. Jue, with your ability, even I am far inferior. I don't know what means the other party used to hurt you?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Le said angrily: "What can the other party have? It's just that I took advantage of my health being not very flexible!"

"Um...is that true?" Xiongba smiled, and looked like his mood suddenly became very good. "So, Mr. Jue doesn't seem to be very safe now?"

Xu Le nodded: "That's natural. I hope the leader of the Xiong Gang will help you more. In the past few days, I'm afraid I don't have the ability to fight with others."

Xiongba stopped while stroking his beard, with inexplicable brilliance in his eyes: "Mr. Jue, that's right... Speaking of which, I happen to have something to ask Mr. Jue. Now that you have killed Bu Jingyun, everyone's fortunes have changed, but I don't know what my fate is?"

Xu Le was "shocked": "Why did the leader of the Xiong Gang say this? Not to mention that the Taoist practice is greatly damaged, even when I am in full swing, I would not be able to conjecture it like this. Unless I try to exhaust my life, I might be able to see some secrets."

Xiongba did not hide it anymore, and stood up with a sneer: "Then let's try it in front of me!"

Xu Le sighed slightly: "Master Xiong Gang, I am helping you, why do you have to do such an unwise thing?"

"Unwise? I think it's very wise. Whether you are the Clay Buddha or the Clay Buddha, I don't want people to know my destiny. If you can help me and others, how can I feel at ease?" Xiongba said without any concealment.

Xu Le shook his head slightly and reached out his hand. A moon-white light shone through the air.

Xiongba instinctively felt something was wrong. As soon as a little three-point reincarnation came into his palm, he felt the cold touch on his neck.

The long sword was placed on Xiongba's neck, and he looked at Xu Le in disbelief.

"Didn't you say... you were seriously injured?"

Xu Le smiled and said, "You believe it when I said it? Then I said I want to kill you now, do you believe it or not?"

Xiongba hesitated for a moment: "I believe you can kill me, but I also believe you won't kill me."

Xu Le laughed and put his knife back into the sheath: "The answer is good, almost equal to the standard answer. I am different from you, a stubborn guy. He fights and kills every time, and he has no technical content?"

Xiongba's frowning slowly spread out: "Thank you, Mr. Jue, this time I was reckless because I was too impatient."

What he said seemed quite polite, but he was not apologized at all. He was indeed a frivolous person who was naturally supreme.

Xu Le just went with the flow, so as not to do something confused at critical moments.

"Don't worry, I don't take this matter seriously. There are more important things that need to be done. Nie Feng, Dugu Jian and other people are probably coming to the world soon. If you don't feel like you're dead, just prepare early." Xu Le said.

Xiongba was a little surprised when he heard this: "Dugu Jian? He is here too?" Then he was happy again, "It would be great if he is here! I just happened to kill all their Dugu family!"

Xu Le thought to himself: This Xiongba probably really thinks that he is the best in martial arts in the world and no one can stop him. It is his blessing that Dugu Jian does not kill all the world without killing him.

The two of them were in a disagreement, and they were talking a little hypocritical, and they were mostly nonsense.

The servant came in and put on his hand on the lamp. Xiongba couldn't stand these boring words and wanted to say goodbye. With a creaking sound, the door next to him rang. Xie Qiaoqiao came out of the room and called Wang Liwei out of another house.

The two of them came to Xu Le's door and knocked gently on the door.

"Captain, are you getting better?"

Hearing Xie Qiaoqiao's words, Xiongba's face suddenly changed slightly: Cassia was indeed injured! However, he was injured and could defeat him in one move. How capable was he? Or maybe the attack just now was his last blow, but he never had the ability to attack again?

Xiongba was not sure, but he was a hero after all, and his expression of confusion was not revealed. Instead, he smiled and said, "It turns out that the silver-haired witch and the bloodthirsty emperor have arrived! I cannot visit the two of you in time. I have really neglected the distinguished guests. I hope you will forgive me!"

Xie Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "The Xiong Gang is the biggest hero in the world. It is really flattering to see us. In comparison, it is better to see the Xiong Gang leader."

She spoke very naturally and sincerely, and it sounded like it was from the heart. Even a hero like Xiongba who easily did not show his emotions and anger could not help but be very happy: "The silver-haired witch is praised. Mr. Youjue and the two of you will be like this, how dare I claim to myself like this?"

Seeing Xie Qiaoqiao compliment Xiongba so much, Wang Liwei felt a little uncomfortable, but when he remembered what Xie Qiaoqiao once said, he couldn't help but force himself to hold it back: Xie Qiaoqiao is just a personal creation, and what really matters is that body. If he doesn't perform well at this time, will she feel angry?

"Captain, Wang Liwei and I are ready." Xie Qiaoqiao said.

Xu Le was a little surprised: "Are you ready? Can you block that move?"

Wang Liwei nodded and said confidently: "There should be no problem. To put it bluntly, the Twenty-Three Sword of Destruction and Destruction is a kind of mental attack. You only need to defend this aspect and you can completely deal with the other party."

Xu Le was a little uncertain in his heart when he heard this: But judging from the attack situation, Jian Twenty-san was indeed a mental attack, but the sword intent and power could not be simply considered a mental attack.

If Wang Liwei and Xie Qiaoqiao cancelled Dugu Jian’s mental attack, will Jian Twenty-san crack it?

Perhaps, or perhaps not. Things that involve artistic conception are just a matter of success or failure, but this thought is often a world of difference, and no one has any standards and no one can explain it clearly.

Suddenly, a scream sounded downstairs of the world's No. 1, and then the sound stopped strangely in an instant.

Xu Le reacted instantly: "Dugu Jian is here!"
Chapter completed!