After saying that, a generation of ninja god accompanied by three people, cleaned up the remains of the ground and left in a mess.

The pair of eager eyes at the scene looked in the direction I was in awe.

I don’t know who it was, so I shouted first: “Master Di.”

One sound fell, and one sounded a hundred responses.

"Master Di, Master Di, Master Di..."

A roar of tsunamis echoed throughout the exhibition hall. The sound of the houses was heard from afar, attracting people outside to stop and listen.

My heart was filled with blood, just because I knew that after this battle, no one could get out of my right hand in the Xiangxi realm.

I walked to the place where Zhou Zihao fell to the ground. Several of Zhou Zihao's younger brothers had already carried him to a long desk next to him, waiting for the arrival of the ambulance.

But looking at the expressions of those younger brothers, Zhou Zihao is probably in danger.

When several people saw me, they looked sad and knelt down and said, "Please ask Master Di to chase my elder brother's life, and ask Master Di to save my elder brother's life."

I raised my hand to stop their request and walked to Zhou Zihao.

The onlookers who shouted in unison gradually stopped shouting and surrounded them, all stretching their necks to see them.

I stretched out my fingers and put them on Zhou Zihao's carotid artery, and I already knew it in my heart. Zhou Zihao's five internal organs were damaged. I believe that I was the only one in the world who could bring him back to life.

A strong true energy flowed into Zhou Zihao's carotid artery blood vessels along the Taiyin Heart Meridian of my hand. The blood that was almost about to solidify seemed to have gained some vitality, and in an instant, it returned to liquid condition.

The true qi entered every hole and went down the major artery, and soon came to Zhou Zihao's heart area.

A scar was covered with wounds, and the heart, which was shattered by the strong wind demon energy, healed quickly, and began to beat wildly in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Zhou Zihao's face was as if he was dead, and a blood-red breath floated on his face at a speed visible to the naked eye. His body followed closely, stretching out like seeds that had sprouted through the ground.

Those little brothers were shocked to the point of being so magical that they were speechless and speechless.

"Brother, he is resurrected."

"Miscellaneous doctor, miracle doctor..."

A loud shout immediately caused a burst of noise in the crowd.

"Master Di's medical skills are simply in the realm of divine power. We have seen all the palm that Brother Hao just got over. With such power, I'm afraid that Brother Hao's five internal organs have already been revived. Unexpectedly, Master Di can still be reborn and can be able to understand the gods."

"Which bastard was just now gagging here and said that Master Di's medical skills were a false reputation. Find him out and kowtowed to Master Di three times."

As the true energy continued to pour into Zhou Zihao's body, soon Zhou Zihao's five internal organs recovered as before.

Not only that, the cleansing of the true qi also completely cleansed the dirty air in the eight meridians of Zhou Zihao's extraordinary meridians, allowing his physical body to be strengthened step by step.

This is crucial to his future cultivation. Not only that, Zhou Zihao will have stronger bones and strong muscles and prolong his life by more than a hundred years.

After a moment of unworthyness, Zhou Zihao's eyes suddenly opened, turned over and jumped off the table, looking at everyone with a confused look on his face.

The crowd of onlookers was startled and instinctively retreated out of a big circle.

This behavior was like a corpse, which shocked the audience to widen their eyes, as if they were seeing a ghost.

In the crowd, there was an old acquaintance of Zhou Zihao and shouted in surprise: "Brother Hao, come here and let me see if you are Brother Hao."

Zhou Zihao laughed heartily and said, "I am not Zhou Zihao, who else can I be?"

After saying that, he turned around and fell to me, and bowed down and shouted, "Zhou Zihao thanked Master Di for saving his life."

"You're so serious, Zihao. Get up quickly." I reached out and pulled Zhou Zihao up, and walked towards the cracked wall.

In the middle of the wall, the dry body of the Master Miwu Master was embedded. It seemed that he had been dead for a long time.

But only I know that he still has a breath that has not been cut off. This is beneficial to his years of martial arts cultivation, and internal strength has been formed in his body.

If you can go further and purify the internal force in your body, you will form the same true energy as in my body.

Everyone stared at my every move curiously. When they saw me walking to Master Niwu, they all had a shocked expression on their faces.

"What does Master Di want to do? Master Ni Wu is like this, he must be dead. Could it be that he is still going to rescue Master Ni Wu?"

"Yes, I'm wondering, if Brother Hao is damaged by his internal organs and still has a glimmer of hope, this Ni Wu Master will die clearly, let alone, Ni Wu Master is old and has suffered some serious damage. After so long, it's time to live to see a ghost."

"No matter what else, let's look at the wall. Whose body can be harder than the high-standard concrete wall? Can you? Can you?" the man asked left and right.

The two people on both sides shook their heads like wavy drums.

"That's it, the concrete wall is like that. It's impossible for the master of mud to die."

"Oh, it's a pity that the master of Ni Wu is not a master. He was originally a passionate man."

I stepped under the wall, stretched my right palm forward, pressed it on the wall, and exerted a slight force, and there was a loud bang. The entire wall seemed to be hit hard by a hammer, shaking violently, and the mud and sand were falling.

The body of the Mudless Master was already shaken out of the concrete pit.

Zhou Zihao beside him had quick eyes and quick hands, and steadily caught Master Ni Wu's body and brought it to me.

Master Ni Wu closed his eyes and bleeding from seven holes. He had already vented his breath and had not intake.

Seeing such a miserable look, the onlookers turned their heads and sighed repeatedly: "Die, die, die, it's so miserable. If you want me to tell me, that Feng Demon Kotaro should be cut into pieces. He actually used such a ruthless move to an old man. Master Di killed the little Japanese with one sword, which was so cheap."

"Yes, yes, Master Di is merciful and cannot bear to kill. It is because the wind demon kills too much and deserves the sin."

"It's bad. Speaking of Fengmo Kotaro, I just heard the sound of a police sirens. Is it the police coming? Will Master Di take the life lawsuit if he kills and injures people?"

"Who dares to tell the people present? I'm the first to follow him? The little Japanese came to him and deserved the crime. What's wrong with Master Di?"

"Yes, if anyone present tells it, whoever is a little Japanese lackey. I have to peel him off."

...

"No, no, of course no one said it. Just look at Master Di's confidence, is Master Hu Ni Wu still saved?"

Everyone's eyes were blinking, and they focused on me again.

Someone exclaimed: "I don't believe it, how could it be possible? If even such a person can be saved, then the world will be too crazy."
Chapter completed!