The disciples who had just separated from him half an hour ago were now lying on the ground, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.
A man with obvious beastiality, muscles all over his body and hands transformed into tiger claws was about to attack Gu Xingyun.
Gu Xingyun's clothes were torn, his exposed skin was covered with wounds, and his face was mixed with blood and stains, making him look quite disheveled.
The whole person was staggering, with only a pair of eyes flashing with a cruel light.
Behind him were Chang Sui and Ling Xinghua, who had already fainted.
Looking at his obviously protective posture, Yan Huailiu's heart ached even more.
He flashed right in front of him, without holding back at all, and knocked back the attacking orc with one palm.
The man was knocked several meters away, and a moment later he attacked again.
A shout came from the crowd: "Golden Tiger! Come back!"
But it didn't work at all.
Yan Huailiu held Gu Xingyun's hand with his backhand, feeling the warm blood flowing into his palm, and a surge of anger surged from the bottom of his heart.
She gently squeezed Gu Xingyun's hand and whispered, "Don't be afraid."
Then he hit back with a cold face.
After all, he has the blood of a monster, and his attack power is much stronger than that of an ordinary person.
This was the first time that Yan Huailiu had such a formal confrontation with someone. He was a little unfamiliar with the first few moves and was almost injured. But later on, he became more adept at it and attacked back according to the opponent's weaknesses.
The fight was so fast that only afterimages could be seen. After gaining the upper hand, Yan Huailiu did not stop, but continued to fight with a ruthless heart.
Whenever he thought of Gu Xingyun trying hard to protect his two junior brothers, he felt heartbroken.
The group of people were just watching at first, but gradually they realized something was wrong.
The mayor of Wunian City shouted anxiously: "Master Yan, please spare others when you can!"
Yan Huailiu didn't listen at all. He punched him hard and his eyes were red.
Just as the Lord of Wunian City was about to step forward, he heard Yan Huailiu's shrill voice: "Who do you think you are to bully my apprentice? I can't bear to bully them like this. I have worked so hard to raise my apprentice, why do you attack them?"
When the group of people heard this, they didn't dare to say anything more to persuade him.
Even the mayor of Wunian City stopped and looked at his most proud disciple with heartache, thinking about the possibility of his survival.
"Who told you to bully my apprentices? I'm going to pay them back tenfold and a hundredfold for every blow you gave them!"
Yan Huailiu beat and scolded him like a madman.
No one present had ever seen him in this state.
This person has always been very concerned about his reputation. Whenever he appears in front of others, he always puts on an attitude of perfection to the point of hypocrisy, and he wishes to make even every strand of his hair extremely smooth.
One of the main reasons why the cultivation world hates Yan Huailiu is that they think he is too fake.
He always likes to do things behind people's backs and lives with a hypocritical mask on. He is not honest at all.
But now...
Is this man who fights with disciples from other sects like a madman, regardless of his image and status, still the Yan Huailiu they know?
"Oh, stop it, stop it, we really can't do that anymore. There's no way this will end."
City Lord Yu was extremely worried and ran to Gu Xingyun: "My dear nephew, please persuade your master. That Jin Hu is City Lord Yao's only direct disciple. If he is beaten to death, it will be very difficult to deal with..."
Gu Xingyun's eyes were dazed, he just stared blankly at the figure in front of him without any reaction.
"Nephew? Oh, nephew, please say something..."
City Lord Yu advised anxiously.
Not far away, others were also persuading Baili Changhuan who had just arrived.
"Chang Huan, please tell Sect Master Yan to stop. It will be bad if the fighting continues."
"Yes, it's just a fight between the younger generation. It's really too late for Sect Master Yan to get involved..."
Baili Changhuan didn't bother to pay any attention to them at all.
He stared at Yan Huailiu as if he had seen something rare.
I thought that his senior brother never treated his disciples as human beings and abused them at every turn, but I didn’t expect that he was wrong?
How can this be considered as not welcoming the disciple?
It's clear that he regards his apprentice as his treasure.
Wow, this is so annoying.
He doesn't dare to be so arrogant.
"Nephew Baili! City Lord Yao has already realized his mistake. Don't let Sect Master Yan continue to fight. Even if the Golden Tiger has thick skin and flesh, it can't withstand such a beating!"
The onlookers urged loudly.
Baili Changhuan shook his head: "I can't persuade him. He won't listen to me. He is just venting his anger on his own disciples."
If anyone wants to persuade, only Gu Xingyun can do it.
As if he understood what he meant, City Lord Yu persuaded him even more forcefully.
"My dear nephew, even if you are angry, you should consider your master. If Sect Master Yan continues to fight like this, his body may not be able to bear it."
Gu Xingyun finally moved, and his pupils gradually focused.
It was at this moment that he saw that Yan Huailiu had given up formal fighting skills at some point and was relying solely on his fists. His originally slender white hands were now covered in blood.
Gu Xingyun coughed and forced himself to speak: "Master."
The sound was not loud, but it hit Yan Huailiu like a pause.
He finally stopped, shook off the bloody golden tiger, turned around and walked towards Gu Xingyun step by step.
Everyone at the scene held their breath and dared not make a sound.
The mayor of Wunian City looked at his disciple lying there, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, with heartache, and did not dare to step forward to help him.
Yan Huailiu's eyes were red, and he reached out to hold Gu Xingyun's face: "Where does it hurt?"
Gu Xingyun looked at him, and after a moment, the corners of his lips curled up: "My arm is broken, and there are some internal injuries."
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