Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's question, Yin Susu's face was anxious and cried, "Wuji was fine just now, but suddenly fainted. I touched him and his whole body was cold. I...I don't know what happened..."

"Um?"

Hearing Yin Susu's words, Zhang Sanfeng quickly stepped forward and took Zhang Wuji over. His face immediately changed drastically and he exclaimed: "Not good!"

However, he found that Zhang Wuji's whole body was cold, his face was pale and bloodless, his breathing was extremely weak, and his whole body was as cold as frost, as if he was dead.

Zhang Sanfeng immediately reached out and pressed it on the Lingtai acupoint on Zhang Wuji's back, and a thick stream of innate true energy was transmitted through the clothes.

With his cultivation at this time, as long as he is not a person who dies immediately, no matter how much damage he suffers, Zhang Sanfeng's true energy will definitely improve as soon as he arrives. However, his internal energy is poured into Zhang Wuji's body, but Zhang Wuji's face turns from white to green, from green to purple, and his body is trembling even more.

Zhang Sanfeng reached out and touched his forehead. His tentacles were cold, as if they were touching a piece of ice. In amazement, he touched the clothes on his back with his right hand, but he felt that one part on his vest was burning like charcoal, but the surroundings were cold.

If Zhang Sanfeng had not reached the innate realm of cultivation, he would have been so cold that he would be trembling and unable to hold on after a sudden touch.

He tore open the clothes on Zhang Wuji's back, and saw a green five-finger palm print clearly printed on the thin and white back. He reached out to touch him again, feeling that the palm print was extremely hot, but the surrounding area was cold.

When Zhang Sanfeng reached out to touch it, he felt extremely uncomfortable. Xiao Wuji suffered severe injuries, so he could imagine how uncomfortable he felt.

Zhang Sanfeng raised his head, looked at Xiao Ning, and said, "Junior brother, your Nine Yang Divine Art is the power of Yin and Cold. This child was hit by the Xuanming Divine Palm. I have to trouble you to take action to remove this problem for him!"

"What did senior brother say? You're a trivial matter!"

Xiao Ning nodded and handed the restrained deer walker to Song Yuanqiao for care. He took Zhang Wuji from Zhang Sanfeng, sat on the ground, pressed his right palm on Zhang Wuji's back heart. With a thought, the Nine Yang true energy in his body surged out and instilled into Zhang Wuji's body.

Immediately, the entire Zhenwu Hall seemed to have changed a world, and the coldness of late spring in April turned into a fire in midsummer and July.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang and Yin Susu couldn't help but change their faces. They felt a hot sun-like aura coming to their faces, and they had to take a few steps back, which made them feel better.

"Sizi!"

As if water and fire were incompatible, the Nine Yang true energy in Xiao Ning's body entered Zhang Wuji's body and met the Xuanming internal force, it immediately made a sizzling sound, and even Song Yuanqiao and others could hear a trace of movement.

Although Xuanming's internal strength was vicious and tricky, it was a rootless tree. Xiao Ning's Nine Yang True Qi was not only one level higher than him in quality, but also a continuous stream. Therefore, under the intersection of water and fire, Xuanming's internal strength immediately retreated and was soon forced out of Zhang Wuji's body by Xiao Ning.

If Xuan Ming's internal strength gradually penetrates Zhang Wuji's heart and becomes one with him, it may be a little trouble for Xiao Ning to deal with it.

However, now this yin and cold power has just been penetrated into Zhang Wuji's body, and it is not too long. Xiao Ning naturally has a good grasp of it.

After a while, a trace of green aura appeared on Zhang Wuji's face. At this time, Xiao Ning bent his left palm and slapped Zhang Wuji's back heart. He spitted out a force of his palm, "Puff!" Zhang Wuji was in a coma and immediately spit out a blue and black silt.

Just after spitting out the sludge, Zhang Wuji's little face immediately turned rosy, obviously it was already well.

Sure enough, within a while, Zhang Wuji opened his eyes and shouted: "Mom!"

Xiao Ning searched Zhang Wuji's body and confirmed that there were no hidden dangers left. He took back his true energy and slowly stopped his efforts and stood up.

Meeting everyone's concerning eyes, Xiao Ning showed a smile on his face and said, "Fortunately, I have not been humiliated. As long as I take care of myself for a while, Xiao Wuji's injury will be completely recovered!"

"Haha, thank you for your hard work!"

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he smiled.

The seven heroes of Wudang also laughed, even the heartbroken Yin Liting grinned.

Yin Susu immediately picked up Zhang Wuji and comforted her warmly. Then, Zhang Cuishan pulled Yin Susu and the three of them knelt down to Xiao Ning and kowtowed.

"Uncle Master saved the lives of our family of three twice. My nephew was grateful and remembered in his heart. He will never forget it forever!"

Zhang Cuishan said and kowtowed again. Not only that, he taught Zhang Wuji to kowtow and thank him: "Wuji, thank my uncle for helping me quickly!"

"Cuishan's junior nephew is so serious, and the whole family will not speak two families!"

Xiao Ning was extremely humble and did not make any contribution to Zhang Cuishan's family.

After another thanks, everyone finally got free and looked at the prisoner below, the man in Mongolian military uniform, and the deer walker, one of the two elders of Xuanming.

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard, looked at the person, thought for a moment, then turned his head and said to Xiao Ning: "This person is captured by junior brother, you are the one who is here. What to do with it will be decided by junior brother!"

Xiao Ning nodded, stepped forward two steps, came to Lu Zhanke, looked at him, and asked, "What's your name? What's the purpose of kidnapping my disciple?"

"snort!"

Lu Zhang raised his head, snorted coldly, and said nothing.

"Haha! I won't say it, right? It seems you want to suffer a little!"

Xiao Ning sneered, bounced his fingers and counted them on him, then withdrew his hand.

After a few breaths, Lu Zhanke's pupils suddenly shrank, and a pain from his soul swept across his body. In his nearly half a century of life, he had never felt so painful and devastating.

In addition, Xiao Ning had blocked the acupoints all over his body before, so he couldn't scream and could not move.

If he could choose to die at this moment, he would die without hesitation.

Lu Zhanke is also an old world for many years, but he has never seen it or even heard of such torture methods.

Every second is torture, and in the end, the whole person's consciousness becomes blurred. He doesn't know where he is, but he just feels surrounded by endless pain.

The deer walker showed extreme fear on his face, and his whole body couldn't help but shrink into a ball, as if a poor little lamb in the storm.

Zhang Wuji, who was standing aside, couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this scene. Then, he quickly buried his head in Yin Susu's arms and did not dare to look at it again.

Song Yuanqiao and others had their faces as usual, but they couldn't help but mutter to themselves that this junior uncle had a very cruel method and was not a good person to meet.

The people's understanding of Xiao Ning has risen to a higher level, but they do not know that this is just a small method developed by Xiao Ning in the use of true qi.

After a while, Lu Zhanke was so painful that his whole body shrank into a ball, his eyes were dazed, and he had lost his consciousness.

Xiao Ning estimated the time and then lit it a few more times on him. Then he saw Lu Zhanke breathing a sigh of relief, as if he had returned to the world from hell. He gasped and looked at Xiao Ning with fear.

"ah…"
Chapter completed!