Yihang's strength is stronger than ancient style, but what he is stronger is magic and mental power...

The ancient style is not an ordinary master of the court, he is a guardian. Simply put, he is a master of the court who specializes in practicing martial arts and takes the task of protecting the sects. The environment he practices is even more difficult than that of ordinary Taoists, and not only practices inside but also outside, but also cultivates both inside and outside.

Compared with the inside, the two ancient styles are not as good as one of the One-Ship, but in other words, the ten-Ship can’t compare with the ancient style.

"Bang!"

The answer to Yihang was a heavy fist. His head was stunned again. When he woke up again, he felt that his nose was very hot and he couldn't open one of his eyes.

"You, dare you hit me?"

"Bang!"

Before he could finish his words, he punched on his head. This time he was facing his side face. He only felt something spitting out of his mouth. Half of his face immediately felt pain, making him unable to speak clearly.

Ancient style fists can be compared to iron hammers.

Yihang finally understood what he had been ignoring. He ignored someone he shouldn't have ignored, a master of the same level four. The price of ignoring was very painful. Now he couldn't open one eye, half of his face was numb, and his body was covered in blood.

Fortunately, he couldn't see clearly now. If he could see clearly, he would probably not recognize him. His face was swelling like a pig's head.

"You, I want..."

Before he could finish his words, his eyes suddenly bulged out, and he opened his mouth and wanted to vomit, but he couldn't.

Gu Feng's fist fell on his stomach this time. Gu Feng still had the same look as if he was gray. He seemed to be not angry at all. It was a hatred for Yihang. Let him support him. He wanted to avenge Wang Yang, not only to let Yihang die, but also not to let him die happily.

"I……"

"Bang!"

Yihang had just opened his mouth and before he could express his breathable words, his body flew up again. This time he was kicked up and then fell heavily to the ground.

"ah!"

Gu Feng walked over and suddenly grabbed his arm. With a pinch, Yihang screamed again. His arm had already taken a very irregular shape. Anyone who was not stupid could see that his arm was broken. Gu Feng blamed himself because Wang Yang was tragically injured. The more he blamed himself, the more he felt the hatred in his heart. He did not expect that Wang Yang had an accident in front of him.

"No……"

"Bang!"

Yihang finally showed fear in his eyes. He had no murderous intent on Gu Feng's body. He only had evil spirits, but he understood that this person really dared to kill him, and he really wanted to kill him.

No matter how famous Baiyun Temple is, he has only one person now and cannot bring him any help. Even if Baiyun Temple will help him avenge him in the future, he is already dead, so what's the use?

Fear and fear filled his heart. He wanted to beg for mercy, but unfortunately he couldn't say anything at all, and he was kicked away by Gu Feng again.

"Stop, if you dare to kill Senior Brother Yihang, we will...!"

Zhao Ziping raised his head now. He just wanted to stop Gu Feng, but Gu Feng kicked his ribs directly and lay on the ground. Gu Feng used no magic to deal with them, but the simplest method, fist.

The effect is very good, the damage caused by fists is stronger than that of magic.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Feng turned his head suddenly, and his blood-red eyes made him shrink the rest of his words. He wanted to say something like destroying your entire family, but Gu Feng's appearance made him swallow this again, and he didn't dare to say it at all.

Gu Feng's appearance is so terrible. He has never seen a person like this before. He now believes that as long as he says the rest, he will die here without waiting for the master to destroy the entire family.

"No!"

Yihang finally had the opportunity to speak, but unfortunately he could only say one word. His eyes were full of fear and his body was still trembling.

"Die!"

Gu Feng's eyes flashed with cruelty, and an orange light appeared on his fist. This time he used his mind power and wanted to end this person's life with one punch and avenge Wang Yang.

"Gu Feng, stop!"

When his fist was about to land on Yihang's head, a voice suddenly stopped him. His fist stopped in front of Yihang's forehead. The strong wind brought out caused Yihang's scalp to hurt a little.

What hurts the most was his heart. He finally felt the infinite murderous intent of Gu Feng's body through this punch. It was a terrifying murderous intent that he could not describe. He understood that under this murderous intent, he could not escape.

When I thought I was about to die, the other party suddenly stopped, which was even more of a test, a great test for his heart.

"Uncle Master!"

Gu Feng looked at Wang Yang in shock. Wang Yang had already walked towards him. He threw the sail to the ground and ran over quickly, looking up and down at Wang Yang. Wang Yang was fine, he had nothing to do with him, and his eyes were clear and he had no mind at all like a child.

"I'm fine, don't worry!"

Wang Yang shook his head at him and hurried over. Yihang was not dead, which made him breathe heavily. He already knew Yihang's identity. If Gu Feng really killed him, it would be equivalent to letting Qingwumen and Baiyunguan start a war.

The Qingwu Sect is not the opponent of Baiyun Temple now. If the war really starts, they will definitely be the ones who fail.

"It's fine if you're fine!"

Gu Feng grinned, his face quickly recovered, and his eyes were no longer so red. He really thought something happened to Wang Yang, otherwise he would not have been like this. He killed Yihang without any hesitation. He also knew Yihang's identity and knew the consequences of killing this person.

"Brother Yihang, are you okay?"

Wang Yang squatted down and checked the injury of the next Yihang. Gu Feng was really cruel. There was no good place on Yihang's head, and there was not much injury on his body, just a broken arm.

Yihang could no longer speak, so he could only shake his head.

He suddenly felt a sense of gratitude, glad that Wang Yang was fine, he knew very well that if Wang Yang hadn't finally called Gu Feng, he would have turned into a corpse.

He only now knew that the attack of the fist was not weaker than magic, and was even more effective than magic. He just now didn't even have the ability to take out the talisman to protect himself. Gu Feng's fist was too fierce, and one punch could make him unconscious. Gu Feng's performance just now also made him understand that this person was not an ordinary Xuanmen disciple, but a guardian.

Only the guardian has such powerful close combat capabilities.

If he had known that Gu Feng was the guardian of the law, he would never give him a chance to get close to him. Unfortunately, it would be too late to say this now. Fortunately, Wang Yang was fine, and his life was finally saved. Otherwise, he would have died like this, and that would be a big loss.

No matter how he avenged himself in the future, he was dead. He didn't even think about why Wang Yang was hit by his ruthless finger, but he was just glad that he finally survived.

"You guys, carry a channel chief back, I will call the hospital and ask the ambulance to come immediately!"

Wang Yang simply helped Yihang to treat some treatment, and then called Zhao Ziping and the others. Zhao Ziping's ribs were broken, and one of his legs was broken. The other two were fine. They just fainted and moved freely after waking up.
Chapter completed!