Battle God Emperor

Just as Dou Tian's soul energy made contact with Feng Lang, Feng Lang fell into a pool of blood once more, without making any sound.    

If not for the fact that his chest was still moving up and down, Dou Tian would have thought that Feng Lang was already dead.    

"If you meet me, perhaps you won't deserve to die!" Dou Tian took a deep breath, lifted Feng Lang up and with a step, he disappeared into the darkness of the night.    

As soon as Dou Tian left, a figure appeared in the alleyway. It was a one-armed man. He looked at the puddle of blood on the ground and was silent for a long time. Finally, he turned around and left as well.    

In a restaurant not too far away from the Cloudfall Inn, a middle-aged man sat near the street. His eyes were fixated on the location of the Cloudfall Inn.    

The man was none other than Bao Zhengde. After he saw the person who extinguished the Tang Family in the sky last night, he left without a sound.    

However, he still could not swallow the anger in his heart. He specially prepared some things and came to this place this afternoon to wait for someone. He wanted to wait for Dou Tian to leave the Yun Lai Inn.    

However, after waiting for a long time, he did not see Dou Tian leave and felt a little impatient in his heart.    

"Could it be that that brat really has been staying at the Yun Lai Inn all this time?" Bao Zhengde cursed in his heart as his face darkened and his right hand continued to stroke something on his body.    

"This is so f * cking strange. Why is my body so itchy from yesterday to today? I even had a nightmare last night. Could this really be retribution?" Bao Zhengde's citrus felt itchy all over his body, and the more he scratched, the more itchy it got.    

"Your elder doesn't believe that you won't leave the Yun Lai Inn." Bao Zhengde clenched his teeth, and a cold look flashed past his eyes: "Since you're not leaving, then I'll look for you tonight. No matter what, I can't let you live past tonight."    

Holding the teacup, Bao Zhengde took a gulp of the tea and disappeared into the night.    

And not long after Bao Zhengde left, a figure flashed across the sky. If one did not look carefully, it would be impossible to notice that the figure had fallen head first into the Yun Lai Inn.    

"Creak!"    

The door to Dou Tian's courtyard was pushed open and a sharp beam of light shot out from thin air. The black figure hurriedly shouted, "Dou Jin, it's me!"    

The person who came was Duotian. On his back was a bloodied body, who else could it be other than Feng Lang?    

"Dou Jin, protect me!" Dou Tian gave Dou Jin a simple instruction and placed him on the bed.    

He tore open his clothes with force and revealed several vicious sword marks. One of the swords slashed down from his left shoulder; it was very shocking.    

However, this was not the most terrifying wound. The most terrifying wound was at the center of Feng Lang's heart, and the wound had completely pierced through his chest.    

"He was just less than a centimeter away from tearing his heart apart. This sword is truly dangerous." Dou Tian took a deep breath, extended his hand and pressed on Feng Lang's body a few times, sealing his main acupuncture points.    

This kind of technique was only known to Dou Tian himself. Although Splenic Region of Pangu Continent s also revered martial arts, their understanding of acupuncture points and the construction of the body was far behind.    

Dou Tian took out a bunch of gold needles and used his soul power to disinfect them before starting to get busy. The first thing he wanted to do was to activate Feng Lang's vitality.    

Otherwise, there was no point in doing so much.    

Fortunately, Dou Tian had a lot of spirit medicines. He casually found a few spirit medicines to replenish his blood and Qi, and used his soul power to refine them and put them in Feng Lang's mouth.    

If he were to refine these elixirs into elixirs, then it would be the best, but he would not have the time to do so right now.    

After consuming the two Mage Level Dragon Blood Ganoderma, Feng Lang's vitality finally stabilized, and Dou Tian finally heaved a sigh of relief. At least until now, it would be difficult for Feng Lang to even die.    

However, there was still one more problem that was difficult for him to solve, and that was to repair Feng Lang's Dantian and meridians.    

If he used the power of the Nether God Battle Soul, Dou Tian could easily let him recover, but Dou Tian did not dare to do so.    

In front of Feng Lang's full strength, if he was allowed to recover his full strength, Feng Lang would definitely not let him off. This was not repayment for kindness with hatred, but a type of instinct that came from the bottom of his heart.    

Because once someone found out that Feng Lang was still alive, it was impossible for the people in the Life and Death Arena to bypass him.    

"First, I'll help him stabilize his injuries. As for his meridians and Dantian, I'll have to at least have the power to protect myself." Dou Tian thought to himself.    

It was not that he was overflowing with sympathy, but rather, he was trying to save a stranger that could threaten his life.    

It was because Dou Tian did not want Feng Lang to die on the streets, that it was so simple.    

This process was very long. Soon, it was already late at night. Beads of sparkling and translucent sweat dripped down from Dou Tian's forehead. His complexion was somewhat pale. He had consumed a great deal of his soul power and mind.    

"He's really courting death!" Dou Tian's face suddenly turned ruthless, giving Dou Jin a look, causing Dou Jin to growl, as his cold eyes stared straight at the door.    

A few breaths later, a bamboo tube came in through the crack in the door, and a faint smoke came out from the tube.    

Dou Jin bellowed, his claws striking the bamboo tube, causing it to fly out immediately, while a miserable scream came from outside.    

Dou Jin immediately opened the door, and like a bolt of lightning, he flew out.    

In the courtyard, a figure suddenly stood up from the ground, the bamboo tube had pierced through his face and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, he looked at Dou Jin fiercely.    

Other than Bao Zhengde, who else would be able to do such a sinister thing?    

"You feathered beast, you're courting death!" When Bao Zhengde saw that Dou Jin had appeared in front of him, he was immediately enraged. As he spoke, he spat out a mouthful of blood.    

Originally, he thought that Dou Tian had sneak attacked him, but he did not expect it to be a little lion cub, so how could Bao Zhengde take this lying down?    

Dou Jin's eyes revealed a playful look. Did he really think that if the tiger did not show off, he would treat him like a sick cat?    

Whoosh! Dou Jin's figure flashed, and instantly dodged Bao Zhengde's attack. His sharp claws were like peerless blades, slashing down from Bao Zhengde's shoulders!    

With a pu sound, Bao Zhengde's arm was sliced off by the sharp claws, and then crushed into pieces by Dou Jin's sharp claws, following that, a miserable wail sounded out in the entire Yun Lai Inn.    

Some of the warriors were startled awake and ran towards the courtyard that Dou Tian was in.    

Bao Zhengde looked at Dou Jin in shock. He never thought that this little lion cub would be so powerful.    

Roar! Dou Tian roared, he leapt up high, his tyrannical claws pressing Bao Zhengde to the ground, preventing him from moving. Dou Jin's sharp claws slashed across again, cutting off Bao Zhengde's other arm, the pain tearing his heart out.    

"What's going on?" An angry shout came out, and suddenly a figure appeared in the small courtyard. It was Yi Yun who had rushed over in time.    

When he saw the unrecognizable Bao Zhengde beneath Dou Jin's claws, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he cursed in his heart, Are you f * * king looking to die? Of all the people to provoke, he was going to provoke this peak magical lion.    

"Master Yi San, why is the Yun Lai Inn so unsafe?" A lazy voice came from the house.    

Yi Yun's heart congealed. If it was a normal person, he would have already been angry, and this was deliberately making things difficult for him. If others knew that Yun Lai Inn was not safe, who would dare to stay here in the future?    

However, hearing Dou Tian's voice, he knew that he was doing this on purpose because Dou Tian had ignored his relationship with him. He wouldn't make it difficult for Yi Yun when they meet in the future.    

Yi Yun laughed bitterly, looked at Bao Zhengde who was on the ground and said sternly: "Brother Dou, don't worry, I will give you an explanation for this matter."