My space becomes the world

Chu Xinghe spat out the blood foam in his mouth. Although he looked disheveled, he was full of fighting spirit. Looking back on his journey, he had spent every day in battle.

He exhaled slowly, and the thousand-year-old spiritual milk he had taken from Tumo Diao slowly flowed out of the spiritual cage dice. The wounds on his body healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few breaths, his body returned to normal.

Qianchuan and the other disciples of the Tianhuo Palace were stunned.

"This guy has a top-level elixir. Did we fight for nothing just now?"

A disciple from the Tianhuo Palace asked Qianchuan weakly.

Qianchuan glanced at the disciple who was talking and said, "Shut up. If you don't know how to talk, then just say less. It's good that you've recovered. I haven't fought enough yet."

Before Qianchuan could finish speaking, Chu Xinghe rushed towards him and the two sides fought again.

This battle lasted a little longer. Just like before, Chu Xinghe was covered in wounds, spitting blood and glancing at everyone.

This time, the number of injured disciples in Tianhuo Palace increased, and one of them completely lost the ability to move. In order to defeat this person, Chu Xinghe paid the price of an arm.

Seeing someone injured, Qianchuan was a little furious. In just a short while, Chu Xinghe, who was shaky just now, was full of energy again.

"Go ahead, don't let that kid rest. I want to see how many elixirs he has."

Naturally, the other disciples did not dare to disobey Qianchuan's orders, and the injury of their fellow disciples further aroused the bloodiness in their hearts.

I was holding back a little just now, but now I’m letting go completely.

The fighting, clashes, and encirclement of Chu Xinghe lasted for more than an hour.

During this period of time, Chu Xinghe's body was constantly wounded. Fortunately, he had taken enough thousand-year-old spiritual milk, otherwise he would have been lying on the ground for a long time.

Chu Xinghe grabbed his left arm and twisted it hard to straighten the twisted bones. The "cracking" sound stimulated the nerves of the Tianhuo Palace disciples.

"This kid is cruel enough."

Although the Skyfire Palace still had the upper hand, the number of people had been reduced by half. If there was no mutual rescue among the companions, I am afraid that someone would die in this siege. Gradually, some people began to think about retreating.

But since Tieshan and Qianchuan hadn't said anything, no one dared to quit now.

After being hit by the "anal gun" again and again, Qianchuan was finally stabbed. Fortunately, he dodged quickly, otherwise it would not be as simple as a hole in his butt.

Now he was limping and standing at the front, thinking that he would find some physical training techniques after returning this time, especially the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Shirt, which he had to get.

Qianchuan had a dark face and asked Chu Xinghe with gritted teeth: "How many healing medicines do you have?"

Chu Xinghe had recovered from his injuries and casually tore off his tattered robe: "You can probably hold on long enough to make a hole in your other butt."

Qianchuan's face twitched with anger, and he said in a rage: "You boy are so arrogant." With spiritual energy flashing in his body, he was about to go up and fight.

At this time, Tieshan on the side said: "Come back, Xiaoliu. If we continue to consume like this, the whole army will be wiped out."

Although Qianchuan was unwilling to accept it in his heart, he had to admit that they alone could not defeat Chu Xinghe who had recovered from his injuries.

Qianchuan stomped his feet and retreated with the remaining disciples of Tianhuo Palace, leaving the battlefield to Tieshan.

"It's so fucking frustrating."

Tieshan walked towards Chu Xinghe step by step. He had no fighting spirit and his face was calm.

"Come back to Skyfire Palace with me now, and I can plead for you."

Chu Xinghe couldn't say that he was not used to their superior feeling, but he could only say that he was quite disgusted by it.

"The clay figure still has some life, but the confusion and dead end can also hurt people. You can take me to the Skyfire Palace, but if you break my bones, I will let you do whatever you want."

Chu Xinghe's voice was loud and resounding through the sky, and his aura grew again. During this siege, his cultivation suddenly improved and he broke through to the ninth level of the Dragon Subduing Realm.

Tieshan did not stop Chu Xinghe from improving himself. He chuckled and said, "Is this the reason for your arrogance? I admit that you have some talent, but everyone in Qingyun Sect is a genius. The talent you are so proud of is just a ticket to enter Qingyun Sect."

Chu Xinghe only felt a flash before his eyes, and before he could react, the three divine hammers had already hit Chu Xinghe's chest. Tieshan was too lazy to waste any more time.

The sound of the sternum breaking was heard, and Chu Xinghe's body flew backwards, with blood spurting out of his mouth.

A burning temperature spread from his chest. This was the effect of the second magical power of the Three Divine Hammers, "Alchemical Fire". Chu Xinghe's skin flushed like a cooked shrimp.

The flames entered his body, traveled along Chu Xinghe's meridians, and ravaged his body.

Before Chu Xinghe could react, the spiritual energy in his body had already moved and absorbed the alchemical fire. In just one breath, the red color faded.

Naturally, these changes did not escape Tieshan's eyes. Being very familiar with the Three Divine Hammers, he certainly understood that Chu Xinghe had solved the alchemical fire. He was also surprised at Chu Xinghe's resistance to fire.

That terrifying recovery ability appeared again, allowing Chu Xinghe's slightly collapsed chest to return to normal.

"Let's see how long you can hold on."

Tieshan stepped forward quickly, raised the Three Divine Hammers high, and smashed them heavily towards Chu Xinghe on the ground.

"One hammer, two hammers, three hammers."

The hammer fell on Chu Xinghe's body. Chu Xinghe could no longer speak. Every time he tried to struggle to stand up, he was hit by the hammer.

The power of the falling hammer was gradually increasing. In the attack on Chu Xinghe, Tieshan found the feeling of forging weapons in his daily life.

In the past, he would usually knock down an enemy with one blow. Even a strong opponent would not be hit so many times in a row by him.

He keenly discovered that as he continued to hammer, Chu Xinghe's physical strength was slowly increasing.

Gradually, Tieshan entered the state of refining. In his eyes, Chu Xinghe under him had become a piece of refining material that he had never touched before. Therefore, the frequency and force of the three divine hammers falling also changed with the changes of Chu Xinghe.

On one side, there was the destruction of the Three Divine Hammers, and on the other side, there was the repair of the Ten Thousand Year Spiritual Milk. Under Tieshan's deliberate control, the two reached a balance, allowing Chu Xinghe's physical strength to steadily increase.

On the other hand, Chu Xinghe, who was struggling just now, was now in a state of concentration. There was no more pain on his face, and his face became calm.

"Sixth Senior Brother, that kid was beaten to death by Second Senior Brother, right?"

A disciple from the Skyfire Palace leaned close to Qianchuan's ear and whispered.

Qianchuan frowned. It would be difficult to explain to the sect for killing his own disciple. Moreover, even though Zhu Tianhuo was furious, he still demanded that Chu Xinghe be captured alive.

Seeing that Tieshan had no intention of stopping, Qianchuan couldn't help but want to remind him.

"what happened?"

Qianchuan's pupils contracted and he was horrified. At this moment, he couldn't make a sound and his body seemed to be grasped tightly by an invisible big hand.