Chapter 22: Great reputation (IV)

When Yue Fei arrived, he found that the camps gathered in front of the low mountain pass were brightly lit everywhere. The generals were all excited, drinking and eating meat, and they were in a warm mood.

On that day, Zheng Linran and Beijun made a two-hour battle agreement every day. However, the battle agreement ended early.

The low mountain pass was filled with sorrow, with corpses and blood soaking the earth in ten miles. Broken soldiers could be seen everywhere. A large group of Wei soldiers packed up the bodies with fear after the war.

The masters of Wei were depressed, either moaned in pain, or felt numb.

The Jianyue Sect's martial arts practitioners died, 3,200 raiders in Wei State died, and 48,000 soldiers in Wei State were about to die. Most of the walls of the low-mountain Guan City collapsed and destroyed, and the ground of the Guan City to the military camp was covered with cracks half a meter wide, as if they had experienced a terrible earthquake disaster.

The morale of the Wei army was low, and some wounded soldiers leaned against the wall, their bodies still trembled uncontrollably, their eyes dissipated, as if they had not yet withdrawn from the nightmare battle.

Wu Fei accompanied several junior brothers and sisters of Hengshan Branch Sect through the military camp and entered a camp tent of Jianyue Sect. Seventeen or eighteen disciples of Hengshan Branch Sect had gathered in the tent, all surrounded by a middle-aged man over fifty years old. The man was the elder of Hengshan Branch Sect and the leader who led the young disciples of Hengshan Branch Sect to participate in the battle to protect the country and protect the family.

His injuries were not serious, but his expression was a little strange at this moment, his eyes were a little distracted, and his hands holding the pipe were trembling.

When the people in the tent saw Wu Fei coming, they gathered around and greeted him, "Senior Sister Wu Fei, the elder is still like this."

When Wu Fei was exploring her internal energy, she heard the elder murmuring in a vague manner and muttering to herself, "...Zheng Feixian...Zheng Feixian's ghost leaned over her...She is Zheng Feixian...Zheng Feixian is going to kill people everywhere again..."

With the eager anticipation of the disciples of the Jianyue Sect, the elder, Jing Wufei's inner energy, gradually became clear and slowly fell asleep with his eyes closed. The group of people happily held the elder and let the elder lie down on the couch, and then said to Wufei, "Senior Sister, what's wrong with the elder?"

Wu Fei once heard that the elder had five brothers, all of whom died at the hands of Zheng Feixian. He thought that he was shocked by the might of Wu Zun Qiyue during the fierce battle, which aroused his memories of Zheng Feixian and was confused for a moment. But he felt that he could not tell the truth, so as not to destroy the elder's image in everyone's hearts.

"The elder was injured and had his meridians confused and his mind was unclear. If he had a short rest, he would be fine."

The disciples of Jianyue Sect in the tent were relieved. At this time, other disciples from Hengshan Branch Sect came hurried over and asked Wu Fei to treat her fellow disciples. No one else dared to keep her and sent her out the tent.

In another camp, there were more than a dozen disciples of the Jianyue Sect lying on the ground, both men and women.

Wu Fei looked at each one and looked solemn.

"Senior Sister Wufei, what's the situation?"

"Blood poison."

Several disciples in charge of taking care of the wounded at Jianyue Sect asked, "Blood Poison?"

Wu Fei sighed and said with a sad expression, "I have only heard of it. This is the first time I have encountered it. This technique can gather the foul air of heaven and earth in the body, dissolve the foul air of heaven and earth in the blood, and turn it into a strange power. They are contaminated with the blood of this practitioner, so they are infected with blood poison."

"Since my senior sister knows, there must be a treatment method, right?"

"Although there is a treatment method, it is not. This blood poison gathers all the foul air in the world, and its toxicity is extremely complex. More than 1,300 drugs are used for treatment. How to match the amount of the medicine needs to be determined through detailed tests on the blood of the practitioner. The random combination of the amount will make the poisoned person lose his life." Wu Fei said, looking at a injured fellow student, and said with guilty expression, "It will not be fatal immediately after being infected with the blood poison, but the skill will be transformed by the blood poison. If the blood poison is plagued for a long time, it will accelerate aging and weaken the physical condition. Even people with extremely skilled skills cannot fight..."

Several disciples felt sad after hearing this. After a while, one of them suddenly said, "Sister Wufei, I remember they fell down when they besieged Beijun. Could it be that Beijun practiced this kind of vicious kung fu?"

Wu Fei's heart moved, hesitated for a moment, and asked quickly, "How many people are infected with blood poison?"

"There are more than 300 people in this sect alone, and there are more than 40,000 people in this sect. There are more in the military camp, so I'm afraid it's not less than 40,000."

Wufei hesitated for a moment and finally decided to go there. "I'll trouble my junior brother to get the list of my account later. I ask the general to send someone back to Weidu to ask for medicine. I try to configure the blood poison antidote."

After Wu Fei explained, she hurried back to the camp and quickly wrote down more than a thousand medicinal materials needed for the blood poison in her memory. At the end, she handed it over to her fellow disciples who arrived, and left the mountain pass alone with a flower umbrella.

She didn't know whether she could see Beijun outside the low mountain pass as she wished, and she was not sure that she could get his blood. It was just that it was related to too many lives, so she had to make this attempt.

Many wounded people in the low mountain pass were confused and were still trapped in a fierce battle like a dream.

"Fire...fire...so big fire! Don't burn me..."

July siege that day, Bu Jingxian helped defeat the sword formation formed by the masters of the Jianyue Sect, which poses great threat to her, and then fought fiercely with the Wei Rangers and the Jianyue Sect masters for an hour. The poisonous arrow formation organized by the Wei army was blocked by Bu Jingxian alone. The cracks in the earth made the Wei soldiers with superficial martial arts unable to cross it at all.

The cracked places caused some military camps and areas towards the low mountain pass to collapse in many places. The deep pits made people helpless. The powerful force of splitting the ground in one step also made the Wei army frightened and shocked. Bu Jingxian blocked the Wei army's poisonous arrow formation and immediately retreated to find the Wei army's martial artists to fight.

The ordinary masters did not do anything to him, and after a fierce battle, the Jianyue Sect organized a group of internal masters from Quanzhen Branch Sect to siege Bu Jingxian. Quanzhen Branch Sect has some powerful internal skills, which can drive swords with internal force and attack targets at a high speed at a high speed. The higher the skill, the farther the distance of the flying sword. It is rumored that there have been powerful masters who have killed people with a flying sword a hundred feet apart.

However, the Quanzhen Branch Sect has declined slightly over the years and has never produced any powerful figures that have shocked the world.

If the flying swords of hundreds of experts from the Quanzhen Branch Sect faced July and Ling Luo, the huge internal force gap was enough to make the lethality of the flying sword seem to be as if it did not exist. However, Bu Jingxian's internal force was extremely weak. Although he was not afraid of the internal force damage of most internal masters with his magic skills, he happened to be beaten by these flying swords driven by the internal force.

Usually, weapons attacks are all attached with external power, and Bu Jingxian's physical strength is not afraid at all, but these flying swords are driven by internal strength. Although the internal strength of the Quanzhen Branch master who used the flying sword is not enough to break through his inflated physical energy and cause serious injuries to him, the sharp blades of those flying swords can break through his flesh.
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