Chapter 3702 The crisis is eliminated

Nangong Hongren, who was in a different place, fell forward stiffly and lost his life in an instant.

But the eyes on the head were not closed, and their eyes were filled with fear and reluctance.

When he left the Nangong family, he was so confident that he promised his father Nangong Yun that he would bring the blood jade back smoothly.

As a result, he and the elders of the Nangong family were all buried in a foreign land...

Tang Luo's eyes were red, and he calmed down.

His hands were trembling slightly. It was not because he killed Nangong Hongren, but because he was too tired and weak. He had just been holding back and did not fall down.

This is the most tragic battle he has experienced in more than 20 years!

But he knew very well that this was just the beginning!

Next, what he has to face is the ancient martial arts world, including the hidden Tang family, how could it be compared with those previous experiences...

At the same time, Tang Jianhua and the others had just finished the battle.

The elders of the Nangong family have all died in battle, and even before they died, they were covered with gunshot wounds and crossbow arrows, and many of them died in a state of lingering eyes.

None of them expected that this trip, which was originally sure to win, would end in this way.

Seeing this, Tang Luo completely felt relieved and felt that he had been exhausted from his last bit of strength.

He sat on the ground, and even the Dragon Slaying Sword became heavier and he could no longer hold it.

The phantom of the dragon spirit appeared instantly from the Dragon Slaying Sword, and roared, circled around Tang Luo, and then disappeared.

Looking at the Dragon Slaying Sword again, the blade still had a trace of golden light, and the dragon-shaped pattern did not disappear.

Tang Luo nodded slightly. It seemed that he had unlocked new combat skills today. Just imagine how terrifying it would be if he was in his peak state, the dragon spirit phantom would be integrated into the Dragon Slaying Sword?

The thought flashed, Tang Luo was exhausted, and he casually put the Dragon Slaying Sword into the domino, even using his brain seemed extremely difficult.

Compared with the pain on the shoulders and body surfaces, his internal injuries are the most serious.

A burst of tiredness surged into his heart, and his eyes gradually became blurred and he fell to the ground.

Before he was completely unconscious, he heard many sounds coming from around him, calling him...

The injured high priest and Rong Chanlangsu and others ran forward and helped Tang Luo up.

Tang Zheng and his elders, including Lin Yiming and Zhao Kehan, were all seriously injured, some were unconscious, and some looked at Tang Luo worriedly, eager to know his situation.

The high priest endured the pain in his body and took Tang Luo's pulse. The people around him even held their breath, and even the women and children outside fell tears.

They are no longer afraid, but because of their concern for Tang Luo...

The crisis of life and death of the village was finally resolved!

"High Priest, how about Mr. Tang?"

Rong Chan couldn't help asking.

"Tang Xian's life is so big. He will not be in danger of life, he is just too weak..."

The high priest shook his head slightly.

Hearing this, everyone was relieved, and Lang Su hurriedly told Lin Yiming and the others the news.

"Rong Chan, please send Mr. Tang and others to my place..."

The high priest arranged for him and looked at the priest again.

"You stay and treat the injured village residents together."

"yes!"

Rong Chan and the priest nodded.

Half an hour later, Tang Luo and others were all sent to the mountain where the high priest was.

Rong Chan and the others didn't care about their injuries and cooperated with the high priest to deal with the wounds for Tang Luo and others.

After all this was handled, it was already afternoon. Rong Chan and Lang Su had not walked away and were waiting.

In addition, there were many village residents who could not go up the mountain. They gathered at the foot of the mountain, knelt on the ground, and silently prayed that Tang Luo and others were fine.

At this moment, Ran Ze quickly walked to the high priest and the others.

"The high priest, the village leader, and Yashu were captured by the patrolling village people at the foot of the mountain!"

Ran Zehui reported.

Hearing this, Rong Chan and Lang Su clenched their fists together, their eyes ignited, and they were almost about to tear Yashu apart on the spot.

"High Priest, look..."

Rong Chan looked at the high priest.

At this time, the high priest had already known everything about what happened before and after, so he naturally hated Yashu.

"Tomorrow morning, judge Yashu in public!"

The high priest said majestic.

"good!"

Rong Chan nodded and looked at Ran Ze.

"Strictly guarded, no one is allowed to get close!"

"Yes, the village leader!"

Ran Ze bowed and nodded, turned around and left.

Next, no one said anything more to the high priest and Rong Chan and his son. The three of them just hoped that Tang Luo would wake up earlier.

Rather than saying that Tang Luo was in a coma at this time, it was actually a great rest.

Although the dragon spirit in his body was injured, he felt his weakness and still quickly wandered through his meridians to help him recover his mind.

I don’t know how long it has passed, the sunset is setting and the sky is slowly getting darker.

At this moment, Tang Luo's eyelids finally moved.

Lang Su, who was waiting beside him, hurriedly stepped forward: "Mr. Tang, how are you?"

Then, he turned around and shouted outside the door: "High Priest, A Da, Mr. Tang is awake!"

Hearing his voice, the high priest and Rong Chan quickly walked to the bed, their faces were very excited.

Tang Luo on the bed opened his eyes slightly and then frowned. He felt that every part of his body seemed to hurt.

When he thought of something, he suddenly widened his eyes: "Where is the Third Elder, Lao Lin and the others? How about it?"

He was very worried. After all, before he fell into a coma, he was not sure about Lin Yiming and the others' injuries.

"Don't worry, Mr. Tang, although Mr. Lin and the others were seriously injured, they were not in danger of their lives. They were all in the next room..."

The high priest hurriedly comforted him.

Hearing this, Tang Luo felt relieved.

"I'm fine, just take a rest and practice hard."

Tang Luo's voice was somewhat weak.

"Okay, Mr. Tang, you have any need to tell us."

Rong Chandao was extremely excited and grateful in his heart.

If Tang Luo had not been here today, he and everyone would never have lived again!

Tang Luo nodded slightly and slowly closed his eyes. He was still a little tired and could finally relax and rest.

The high priest turned around and gave a look at Rong Chan and his son, and the three of them left the room.

Feeling the severe pain in his chest, Tang Luo took out a box of silver needles casually.

His five internal organs are severely displaced, but fortunately, his physical fitness is excellent. Otherwise, even if he is at the peak of his later stage of Huajin, there is no possibility of such injury!

Soon, a few silver needles pierced into the big acupoint on his chest, causing him to feel a piercing pain.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, his forehead bulged with blue veins, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Even so, he did not blink or make a sound.

After acupuncture, Tang Luo finally felt a little better and felt a little tired.

He closed his eyes again, but did not fall into a coma again, but was just in a state of half-sleeping and half-awake. He wanted him to take a good rest on his own.

More than an hour passed, and Tang Luo finally opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!