Chapter 190: The Immortal Hong Ring, Summon! (Part 1)

Wushuang floated away with the proud attitude of the winner, leaving behind the devastated and pitted faulty field, and Yang Fan and the other three.

Without the time to guess the meaning of Wushuang's arrogant figure, Yang Fan squatted down to observe Hu Fei's injuries.

At this moment, Hu Fei had withdrawn from that terrible state of madness. His body was extremely weak and his injuries were very serious, which was a little worse than when he fought with Wushuang last time.

These are nothing. The most difficult thing is Hu Fei's strange state at this moment, unconscious and his soul fell into a deep sleep.

The soul is sleeping and there is still some vitality in the body, but it is slowly losing.

Yang Fan was a little worried that when all the vitality in Hu Fei's body was lost, his life would come to an end.

"His wound..." King Yan asked.

"I can't explain it clearly, so I can only go back and take a look." Yang Fan sighed lightly.

After all, he was still early in his life to enter the medical field, and he was really helpless in the face of a state of sleeping soul.

The soul's sleep is not a short coma, nor is it as simple as becoming a vegetative person. This is a case that Yang Fan has never heard of.

Holding Hu Fei who was unconscious, Yang Fan and King Yan returned to Kyoto City together.

Along the way, the two of them remained silent and were in a little depressed.

Yang Fan's depression was due to Hu Fei's injury; there was a kind of old and weak in the loss of King Yan. At this moment, he had lost all his faith. His former opponent had abandoned him and stood in the clouds as a victorious attitude.

When the two returned to Kyoto City, the various forces sighed and passed on the information one by one.

In Hu Feitong's unparalleled battle, the only ones who watched the battle were Yang Fan and the King of Hell. There were still many people watching in secret, but the parties involved just ignored it.

At this moment, the two of them came back with a look of disappointment, and Hu Fei's death was unknown, which aroused many people's suspicion.

"Prince, let's say goodbye."

After entering Kyoto City, Yang Fan said to Yuwen Lie.

"You have also seen the battle between Hu Fei and Wushuang. What are the plans of Yang Yaoshi?"

Yuwen Lie couldn't help but say.

"Of course, it's all-out preparation."

Yang Fan said calmly, without even a trace of worry or fear on his face, his mentality far exceeds before.

"Your state of mind is very good, but this cannot make up for the huge gap in strength." King Yan sighed lightly, but he was blunt.

"What advice does the prince have?" Yang Fan smiled faintly.

"Yuyang Country is so big, you can avoid it for the time being. After your strength improves, you will find Wushuang to fight again in the future. From this, you can see from my words that he will kill you during the final battle."

King Yan lowered his voice and said.

What he said is not unreasonable. Yuyang Kingdom is 80,000 miles in a radius and a vast area. If you find a place to hide, Wushuang is not a god. How can he find a target?

"Thank you for your kindness," Yang Fan shook his head: "If I did that, I might lose to him forever. I regret it and even lose the belief of entering the world of immortal cultivation."

Once you lose your faith and fighting spirit, even if you master the heavenly martial arts, you cannot overcome the many difficulties in the dangerous journey of immortals, and you will also be out of reach for the immortal path.

"I admire you because you have this intention, but I am sorry that I have missed the opportunity. If you can overcome this disaster, you may be able to turn into a dragon and become another high-level monk in Yuyang Country in the future."

King Yan glanced at him deeply, then left with a low face, his pace was no longer as powerful as before.

Yang Fan stared at Yu Wen Lie's back as he walked away, feeling that his former domineering aura no longer existed.

Holding the sleeping Hu Fei, Yang Fan slowly walked towards the "Xianhong Medical Center".

When he walked to the mysterious grocery store before, his steps suddenly stopped, turned around strangely, looking thoughtful.

After pausing, Yang Fan returned to the "Xianhong Medical Center".

In the back room of the mysterious grocery store, a man wearing a black mask looked at the direction of Yang Fan's departure and murmured: "Where does the strange plaque come from? Wushuang should be a peerless genius in the world. Although it is not an "instant enlightenment, ascend in the sun", this boy's understanding has been compared to Yuyang Kingdom for hundreds of years. However, Wushuang seems to have a good understanding and does not have the talent for cultivating immortals like the "Tian Ling Root"..."

Once you realize the suddenness and ascend in the sun, it is just a legend, an allusion from some ancient books, and you have never seen it in reality.

The unparalleled existence seems to confirm this truth.

Fifth floor of the clinic.

Yang Fan put Hu Fei in front of him and injected continuous vitality into his body to repair his injuries.

After a while of treatment, Yang Fan's face showed a strange look and let out a light ejaculation.

"This injury..."

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of shock. Hu Fei's injury was several times worse than he thought, and the treatment progress was extremely slow.

When his Xianhong Jue power tried to repair a wound on Hu Fei's body, he actually encountered great resistance. A destructive force greatly curbed his healing effect.

This level of treatment is completely thankless!

Suddenly, Yang Fan thought of the hunchbacked old man in "Yihe Village". The injuries on his body were severely injured by a high-level monk. With the mysterious old man's superb medical skills, he could only barely save his life for so many years.

The stronger the destructive power, the more difficult the injury caused.

"Is Wushuang's attack close to the level of a high-level monk..."

Yang Fan thought about it carefully and felt that the hunchbacked old man was injured more than ten times more serious than Hu Fei now.

The hunchbacked old man once said that the one who injured him was not an ordinary high-level monk...

After half an hour, Yang Fan's treatment only had a little effect. Compared with Hu Fei's entire injuries, it was just the tip of his iceberg.

"This is not a solution. I have to repair Hu Fei's body as soon as possible and then find a way to awaken his soul."

Yang Fan whispered and began to think hard.

After thinking about it, he had only one way, which was to use the heaven-defying function of the Xianhong Ring to absorb Hu Fei into the mysterious "Xianhong Space".

The green land in the Xianhong space has extremely other effects. As long as half of Yang Fan's mind is left here, even if his body is destroyed, he can still be "resurrected".

This is his life-saving trump card that he discovered soon.

Without any last resort, Yang Fan would not use the "Xianhong Ring" function, because doing so may reveal his secrets.

However, as his close bodyguard, Hu Fei was a powerful supporter of Yang Fan in Kyoto, and the two had already had a certain friendship.

Whether it is rational or emotional, he needs to consider it.

After a long time, Yang Fan took a deep breath and activated the formation on the fifth floor of the clinic. He looked at Hu Fei under his feet and murmured: "There is no choice but to try it with this method..."
Chapter completed!