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“Save…him…” Fang Yuan weakly murmured, his eyes filled with pleading.

Tang Luo looked at Fang Yuan, half of his body crystallized, and finally understood why Fang Xiong’s fatal attack did not kill him – he had been protecting his remaining brother, constantly infusing Spiritual Power into his heart to hold back the True Qi of the Green Wood.

Although half his body was crystallized, he was still pouring precious Spiritual Power into a dying man. It was surprisingly to see such a side of this cunning boy. It was quite astonishing indeed.

“Since I am here, he won’t die. Don’t worry.” Tang Luo looked at Fang Yuan, full of pleading, and replied lightly.

Upon hearing these words, Fang Yuan who had been constantly infusing Spiritual Power into Fang Xiong’s heart passed out.

Releasing two strands of Innate Qi, almost simultaneously, he injected them into both bodies. Thanks to Fang Yuan’s efforts, the supposedly dead Fang Xiong still had a chance of being saved, his already crystallized back began to recover.

It took the Innate Qi of five people for Tang Luo to completely cure the crystallized bodies of the two. Seemingly aware that the danger had passed, Fang Xiong, who had managed to support his body even after losing consciousness, collapsed on top of Fang Yuan.

Observing that two of them had already regained their steady breathing, Tang Luo rushed to the last injured patient, a peak Mortal Realm whose legs had crystallized.

After treating the last follower, he breathed a sigh of relief and rushed to where Sun Jinfang was.

He wanted to know the current situation of Tang Qian and Du Sha, to see if there was anything he could do to help.

What one makes of oneself is what one does. Given that his father, Tang Sen, had already arrived and was arranging things in Miyang, his job was to try and clean up the aftermath.

There were violent explosions, and the battle in the distance had not yet ceased. The fight between the Tree Demon and the golden warrior was intensifying.

Thanks to Tang Luo cutting off Miyang’s two arms with Innate Qi, Miyang, who had transformed into a Tree Demon, only had a pair of huge arms to block and swing around. He couldn’t even muster any strength.

While it’s often said that the hands are two doors, and the reality is to fight with the feet, when facing the close attack of a true Body Technique powerhouse, only the elbow and knee are the last line of defense. The most important things in such a close Body Technique collision are power and skill. The gap in Spiritual Power isn’t so important because at such a distance, there’s no time for you to build up any special moves. The martial artists attack and defend almost entirely on their primal instinct, breaking moves upon seeing them.

They could exchange dozens of moves in a split second, and each collision could shake the entire mountain.

Miyang had fought Tang Sen before, but he had never felt so frustrated. The biggest difference between the newly born arms and the original ones was control. He didn’t need to command his fists to exert strength in the past, his hundreds of years of intense boxing training had integrated into his bones. Most of the time when he was engaged in close combat with others, he didn’t need to think much. As long as he swung his iron fists, he could easily tear apart any defense and crush them.

Any ordinary Body Technique Grandmaster facing him would only have the ability to defend and not fight back. But now his brain couldn’t keep up with Tang Sen’s attack speed, so he could only act passively, always being under pressure.

The opponent’s strength was becoming more and more wild, and his goal was more and more clear. It was as if he had seen through his unease due to his new hands, and all his attacks were focused on the upper three routes. Facing such fierce attacks, his newly born arms were on the verge of breaking again.

The two were too close, and he had no chance to activate the Xuanji Jade to increase the distance between them. This made him increasingly anxious because the Tang Clan’s reinforcements wouldn’t just consist of him. Once he was pinned down, it meant he was likely to be encircled.

Miyang, knowing himself to be unable to defeat Tang Sen, had no choice but to amputate his arm like a samurai. After blocking one punch, he exploded his newly grown right arm again. A beam of green light erupted from his severed arm and knocked Tang Sen dozens of feet away. After creating enough distance, Miyang immediately activated the Xuanji Jade and disappeared from the scene.

If it weren’t for the Green Wood splinters scattered all over the ground, it would have seemed as if he had never been there at all.

With his opponent fleeing, Tang Sen looked around angrily but couldn’t find his next target. He could only land next to Tang Luo.

“Father, you were magnificent.” Tang Luo saluted with a cheerful laugh, looking extremely relaxed.

Showing no shame in accepting the praise, Tang Sen gave Tang Luo an up and down glance, nodded and said, “I’m glad you’re safe. The divine warriors will be here in a while. You can return with them. You don’t need to wait for me.”

“Father, where are you going?” Tang Luo was taken aback. Since his father came to rescue him, he should take him along, right? Why was it arranged for the divine warriors to escort him?

“Someone held me up on the way here. Now, I’m going to kill them.” Tang Sen responded, “Miyang is severely injured and fled, so it’s a good opportunity to check the defense of the Mi Clan.”

The angry First Head of the Martial Hall clearly wanted revenge. The Soul Lock of Cao Family, the Sword Formation of Bai Family, the Evil Green Wood Body of Mi Hai, they all had to pay the price for obstructing him.

Tang Luo knew his father was furious, but there was nothing to worry about a double-blooded warrior with Divine Armor. He said to Tang Sen, “Father, go ahead without worry. When the divine warriors arrive, I’ll return with them.”

Tang Sen nodded, patted Tang Luo on the shoulder, and flew directly into the air, shooting towards the southwest.

The First Head of the Martial Hall arrived in a hurry and left quickly. Du Wei, who had been by Tang Luo’s side, wanted to start a conversation but did not dare to make a sound. Miyang, who had suppressed them all, ended up being beaten to the point of only being able to flee. How strong was Tang Sen?

The shadow is cast by the repute. Although the name of “Land’s Divine Spirit” had been circulating in Xiling, such close contact was only their first. Du Wei felt somewhat disgruntled as the opponent completely ignored him. Yet, facing such a powerful martial artist, he didn’t have any courage to get angry.

After sending off his supportive father, Tang Luo went back to Sun Jinfang’s side. Looking at the unconscious Du Sha and Tang Qian, he asked, “Master Sun, Mr. Du Sha and Martial Ancestor Tang Qian are not in serious danger, right?”

The grave-looking Sun Jinfang stood up and said to Tang Luo and the others, “Martial Ancestor Tang Qian has the protection of a Spiritual Armor. Although he was subjected to a strong vital force, he will be fine as long as he recuperates properly. However, Mr. Du Sha’s situation is a bit more complicated.”

Before Sun Jinfang had finished speaking, Du Ting and Du Wei’s faces changed. They were about to speak when Tang Luo beat them to it, “Wondering where exactly is the complication in Mr. Du Sha’s situation. Is there something I can help with?”