Entering the park, Yang Bo saw Jiang Che and the other party were already confronting each other.

Jiang Che was holding a sword and looked stylish and a master, but the other person was simply dressed and had his hands empty, looking more like a passerby.

Yang Bo walked over, drew out his sword, and stood beside Jiang Che. He looked at the other person, "What do you call him?"

"No. 7," the man said.

When he heard the name, which was very characteristic of Abbot Island, Yang Bo looked at No. 7, a little helpless, "It's not easy for everyone to practice. Why are you fighting and killing?"

Number 7 had a cold face and didn't even look at Yang Bo. He stared at Jiang Che.

Jiang Che didn't say anything, he just attacked directly with his sword in hand.

No. 7 did not take out a weapon. He used palm techniques with light movements and struck with one palm, forcing Jiang Che to retreat continuously.

Seeing this situation, Yang Bo also knew that this battle was inevitable, so he had no choice but to stand with Jiang Che with his sword in hand.

This is the first time that Yang Bo and Jiang Che have cooperated. Although the two have different swordsmanship, the two of them cooperate with each other tacitly. They combine offense and defense with each other, making it difficult for No. 7 to strike!

No. 7 originally looked down on Yang Bo, because he felt that there was a huge difference in level, and Yang Bo could not play a big role at all. Who would have thought that the two swords combined would actually play a greater effect.

It's just that No. 7 has a higher level of cultivation after all, and the two of them cooperated so well, but they were not able to effectively kill No. 7, and instead consumed a lot of their spiritual energy.

Yang Bo was a little anxious. He glanced at Jiang Che and blinked his left eye. He waved the sword in his hand and attacked No. 7's right side. No. 7 quickly dodged to the left. Jiang Che took the opportunity to strike with his sword.

Handing it over, No. 7 dodged it again.

Jiang Che seemed to be fierce and hit him with a palm, and Yang Bo also slapped him with a palm, almost at the same time.

No. 7 sneered at the corner of his mouth, as if he felt that the two of them were overestimating their own capabilities, and he raised both hands to meet them at the same time.

But when he was about to get close to the two palms, No. 7 seemed to suddenly realize that something was wrong. The two people in front of him were lower in cultivation than him. How could they compete with him in palm skills? There must be a trap!

Thinking of this, No. 7 quickly retracted his left palm, but moved his right palm towards Yang Bo. After all, Yang Bo was only in the late stage of Qi Refining Realm, so it might be difficult to hurt him!

"boom!"

There was a sound of thunder, and No. 7's whole body went numb. He stared straight at his eyes. This was the Five Thunder Palms. The little ant in the Qi Refining Realm in front of him could actually know the Five Thunder Palms!

Before No. 7 could react, he felt his head suddenly fly out and immediately lost consciousness!

Yang Bo took dozens of steps back, feeling a heavy feeling in his chest, his internal organs boiling, and a wisp of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth!

There was a huge difference in cultivation between Yang Bo and his opponent, so this palm was really too difficult, and even made him feel like he was in pain!

He was about to go back injured again, Yang Bo was a little helpless, this was also his last thought, and then he fell unconscious.

Yang Bo's head was heavy. He didn't know how long it had been. He wanted to absorb the spiritual energy, but the spiritual energy around him was too thin. He could only absorb it carefully and heal the wound slowly. Although he was dissatisfied with the speed, he had no other way.

Until Yang Bo opened his eyes, he looked up and saw that the wall in front of him was white. The smell of formalin came from the tip of his nose, and a faint smell came to his face. However, the other party seemed to have seen that Yang Bo was awake, and he quickly said in pain: "I'm awake."

, wake up, finally wake up!”

Yang Bo looked up and saw Luo Qing holding a white porcelain cup with medicated wine in his hand. He seemed to want to feed him. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He should have fed him this wine earlier. If he had fed the medicated wine earlier, he wouldn't have to work hard.

Absorbed spiritual energy!

Jiang Che and Lu Dongxing came over next, but there was no one else.

Yang Bo stared at Luo Qing, his voice hoarse, "Wine... medicinal wine!"

Luo Qing hesitated, "You're still injured. Since you've woken up, it's better not to drink!"

"Girl, it's okay, just feed him the medicinal wine. This medicinal wine contains spiritual power and can help him recover. His body is not exactly the same as that of ordinary people!" Lu Dongxing said.

Luo Qing hesitated for a moment, then picked up Yang Bo's head and carefully poured wine into his mouth from a wine glass.

Yang Bo felt a strong smell of alcohol and spiritual power coming from his mouth at the same time. The spiritual power gradually spread to all parts of his body, nourishing his injured body.

After drinking a glass of wine, Yang Bo actually felt much better. His spiritual power gradually recovered, his operation became smoother, and the damage in his body gradually recovered.

This was not the first time he had been admitted to the hospital, but Yang Bo still felt a little embarrassed.

However, this time, I really couldn't blame him. He blinked at Jiang Che, just wanting Jiang Che to use Five Thunder Palms. Unexpectedly, Jiang Che didn't use it, so he had to go into battle himself.

If there were only two people at the scene, Yang Bo and No. 7, this fight might have been a different situation. He still had two fire dragon talismans and a heart sword in his hand, but he was unwilling to expose these cards to outsiders.

Luo Qing poured another glass of wine, his face looking very sad, "I will definitely follow you from now on, and I can't let you get hurt again!"

Luo Qing picked up Yang Bo and was about to feed him wine again when a nurse ran in and shouted in a low voice: "What are you feeding?"

"Water." Luo Qing said.

But the nurse didn't seem to choose to believe it. She walked forward quickly and twitched her nose, "It's wine! Are you trying to kill him? He is still seriously injured, and you dare to feed him wine. This is totally wrong."

I want to kill him!"

The nurse was in her mid-twenties and had a delicate appearance. She stared at the group of people in the ward and couldn't help but yell. This situation was something she had never encountered in her years of practice!

Yang Bo was helpless. He then whispered: "Ms. Nurse, it's not what you think. I want this wine for myself. My physique is different from others. Others need water when they are thirsty. I want to drink when I am thirsty. You

Look, am I much better now?"

The nurse stared at Yang Bo with an evil look on her face, "It's because of your bad drinking habit that you got into a car accident and suffered such serious injuries. Let's see if you still drink when you go back!"

Yang Bo smiled coquettishly and said, "I won't drink anymore when I go back. I won't drink anymore."

After that, Yang Bo pointed at the cup in Luo Qing's hand, "Can you finish this cup?"

"Can you tell me?" the nurse said dissatisfied.

Yang Bo waved his hand quickly, "Okay, put away all the drinks quickly!"

Luo Qing had no choice but to put it away.

Yang Bo looked up at Jiang Che. Seeing Jiang Che's apologetic face, he didn't know what to say. Could he pursue anything else?

When Jiang Che saw Yang Bo looking over, he quickly walked over with his head lowered, his face a little uncomfortable, "I'm so sorry, it was me who hurt you this time!"
Chapter completed!