Just like that, the two men exchanged glances for a moment, but both had already decided to withdraw from the fight.
After a while, Mo Tianxiong said with a gloomy face: "I don't want to fight with you, you can retreat on your own."
The reason why Mo Tianxiong said this was very simple. The strength displayed by Lin Yang at this moment was so powerful that he was already on par with him.
When the two of them fight, with Zhang Xianfeng slowly recovering on the side, his chances of winning will naturally be greatly reduced.
So the best thing to do now is to stop for now.
Lin Yang thought about it, looked at Zhang Xianfeng beside him, and then said loudly to Mo Tianxiong:
"We can go, but you deserve some compensation for beating my leader like this."
Zhang Xianfeng on the side curled his lips. How could one directly ask the opponent for post-war compensation on the battlefield?
But who would have thought that Mo Tianxiong nodded in agreement and said, "Okay, I'll give it to you."
After saying that, he took out the bottle of medicine from his arms and threw it to Lin Yang randomly.
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...
Lin Yang immediately took it happily, and then said loudly:
"Thank you. In that case, I'll let you go."
After saying that, he helped Zhang Xianfeng up, and Mo Tianxiong also turned around and left with the elder beside him.
Zhang Xianfeng was very dissatisfied at this moment. He frowned and asked Lin Yang:
"You little brat, why don't you dare to fight him?"
Facing Zhang Xianfeng's dissatisfaction, Lin Yang curled his lips helplessly and said:
"Hey old man, I want to fight you, but I can't. If I die, who will take you back to the sect?"
"You stinky boy, you still say you have blood? Where is your blood? You don't even dare to fight with Mo Tianxiong."
"Stinky old man, I came all the way from the sect to the battlefield to save you, can you please say something nice?" Lin Yang said dissatisfiedly.
Zhang Xianfeng was silent for a while, then nodded with satisfaction.
"Although I don't know where your cultivation comes from, I feel relieved that the sect has you."
After he finished speaking, his breath became weaker and weaker. When Lin Yang felt it, he felt that something was wrong.
"Hey, hey, hey! Old man, don't fall asleep! We haven't reached the camp yet!"
But Zhang Xianfeng didn't say anything. Lin Yang's heart was pounding and he hurriedly took out the bottle of medicine that Mo Tianxiong had just given him.
He took out a pill and put it into Zhang Xianfeng's mouth.
Suddenly, Zhang Xianfeng, whose breath had been gradually weakening, slowly recovered and his pulse became stronger.
He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the surrounding scene, and muttered in confusion:
"That's not right. I remember clearly seeing the ancestor just now."
Seeing Zhang Xianfeng wake up, Lin Yang breathed a sigh of relief, then said helplessly:
“Don’t mention it. If it weren’t for the elixir given by Mo Tianxiong, you would have really gone to see the ancestor.”
Upon hearing that Lin Yang actually took the pill given by Mo Tianxiong, Zhang Xianfeng's face suddenly turned green.
"You bastard! You dare to give me the pills given by Mo Tianxiong! Do you want me to die?!" Zhang Xianfeng cursed angrily.
But Lin Yang spread his hands nonchalantly, saying:
"That's right. You're going to die anyway, so why not try your best to save the situation?"
"That's true..." Zhang Xianfeng muttered, then he shook his head and said seriously:
"Alright, alright, stop messing around. Let's hurry back to the camp and discuss our next plan."
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At the same time, inside the camp of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect, Wang Zide was bandaging his broken arm while his mind was full of doubts.
He didn't understand why Lin Yang, who was at the third level of Qi training, now had such powerful strength?
A group of monsters that even the Spirit Transformation Stage couldn't deal with were dealt with by just one sword from Lin Yang?
Since Lin Yang is so powerful, why does he usually show his third-level Qi training skills to others?
"That kid...what secrets does he have?" Wang Zide murmured in confusion.
At this moment, Lin Hongye also walked in with a seriously injured body. Seeing this, the other disciples in the camp hurriedly asked:
"Junior Sister Lin, have you dealt with Demon Jiuyou?"
"Mo Jiuyou is a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage. Junior Sister Lin can actually kill Mo Jiuyou with her Golden Core Stage cultivation?"
"That's right. Even if he didn't kill Mo Jiuyou, he must have chased him away. Otherwise, how could he come back safely?"
"Junior Sister Lin's talent is truly monstrous. She has only been in the sect for half a year, but her strength is already so terrifying. She deserves the title of a genius."
But in the face of everyone's flattery, Lin Hongye shook her head and said calmly:
"It was not me who solved the problem of Demon Jiuyou. It was my master who solved it."
When Lin Hongye said this, everyone was stunned. After a while, someone asked in confusion:
"Junior Sister Lin's master? Lin Yang? Isn't he at the third level of Qi training? How could he possibly deal with Demon Jiuyou?"
"Junior Sister Lin, don't be ridiculous. How could Master Lin Feng's cultivation level possibly defeat Demon Jiuyou? It's hard for him to defeat a demon beast in the foundation-building stage."
"Yes, besides, shouldn't Master Lin Feng be staying in the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect now? How could he possibly make it to the front line?"
"I think Junior Sister Lin must have been fighting constantly these days and is too tired, so she is hallucinating."
Everyone was talking about it, but no one was willing to believe what Lin Hongye said.
It's very simple, because the impression of Lin Yang in everyone's mind has been deeply rooted over the years.
He is just an idle peak master who likes to water flowers, drink tea, or sleep in when he has nothing to do. He has no cultivation.
But how could such a leisurely peak master possibly defeat Demon Jiuyou? It's ridiculous.
Seeing that everyone didn't believe her, Lin Hongye shook her head helplessly. She was so tired that she didn't want to make any explanation at all.
Anyway, sooner or later they will understand Lin Yang's strength.
She sat next to Wang Zide, and looking at Wang Zide's broken arm, Lin Hongye's expression changed.
"Master Wang Feng, you..."
Wang Zide gave a bitter smile and then shook his empty sleeves.
"It's good enough that my arm is broken. At least I still have my life."
Lin Hongye nodded with a dejected look. After all, Wang Zide was considered a high-end fighter in the sect. If he was injured, the ensuing battle would be very unfavorable to the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect.
Wang Zide sighed, and then said to Lin Hongye:
"I never thought your master would be so strong and would rather hide his skills until now."
"What? Master Wang Feng, you...you know everything?" Lin Hongye seemed a little surprised, while Wang Zide smiled faintly and nodded.
"Of course I know. Your master saved my life."
"I, Wang Zide, owe your master a big favor."
Lin Hongye came back to her senses and nodded heavily.
At this moment, footsteps were heard from outside. The disciples who were responsible for guarding the gate of the camp couldn't help feeling nervous when they saw the red, bloody figure roaring in front of them.
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