I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 39 Do you want to take him back to Tianyang Sect?

Wen Ye and Fu Tiancheng were both shocked.

Liu Qingpeng frowned, "But he is not dead yet."

“That’s why I feel serious.”

Elder Yun looked at Yan Ping's face, which was so pale that there was no trace of blood. Even so, it still gave people a sense of amazement.

If her body was intact, just imagine her peerless beauty, which would definitely make her the most dazzling color in Qingzhou.

Elder Yun thought about this and sighed.

"From his pulse alone, I can tell that he has some internal injuries, and they are quite serious."

"If it happened to an ordinary mortal, he would have died long ago."

"Now he is relying on the spiritual energy in his body to survive."

Elder Yun said this and turned to look at Wen Ye.

"Will he vomit blood if he uses his spiritual power?"

Wen Ye recalled the number of times Yan Ping had taken action in the past few days. Indeed, every time he used his spiritual power, he would vomit blood.

He nodded.

Elder Yun was a little worried, "It seems that his meridians are also damaged."

“It would be great if I could probe into spiritual energy.”

Only by using spiritual power to wander in could we find out where exactly he was injured.

Elder Yun looked at Yan Ping's arm, which was still exposed, and saw the scar when he rolled up his sleeve just now.

Elder Yun suddenly looked at Yan Ping's arm, then moved to his palm.

In addition to the thin calluses on the palms from holding the sword, there are also many fine and dense scars, all on the inside.

His brows furrowed again, "Do you know where the injury on his hand came from?"

Fu Tiancheng had only met Yan Ping three times, and he didn't even know that Yan Ping was injured until daytime. He looked at Wen Ye.

Wen Ye's heart tightened, thinking of Yan Ping coming out of the Wuwang Sea. He subconsciously felt that these injuries were caused by him.

But this matter could not be told to anyone, so he shook his head.

"He's had these scars since I met him."

When Wen Ye said this, he recalled the wounds under Yan Ping's clothes and spoke in a deep voice.

"In addition to his hands, he also has similar wounds on his body."

Elder Yun was a little surprised, thought for a moment and spoke slowly.

"I'll take off his clothes to check his injuries. Will he come after me when he wakes up?"

Wen Ye: "..."

Fu Tiancheng felt a little embarrassed.

Elder Yun's hobby of loving beautiful women is well-known in the Tianyang Sect, but he only looks at them and usually doesn't get close.

Liu Qingpeng also wanted to see other injuries on Yan Ping's body at this moment, and said coldly when he heard his words.

"If he comes to settle the score with you, I'll take the blame."

Elder Yun was overjoyed, "That's great."

The position of the head of the Tianyang Sect's Punishment Hall is not something that anyone can hold.

Liu Qingpeng's combat capability ranks among the top five in the Tianyang Sect, and with someone guaranteeing him, Elder Yun feels much more at ease.

He lifted the quilt and just as he opened the front of his inner garment, Elder Yun hissed.

Fu Tiancheng hurried over and looked over, "What's going on...hiss"

Liu Qingpeng's eyelids twitched and he walked forward on his own. Elder Yun then pulled open his clothes a little, revealing his collarbone.

But there was a hideous scar across the collarbone.

Judging from the scars found, the clavicle is definitely a comminuted injury.

Liu Qingpeng frowned and tore open Yan Ping's inner clothes completely.

I saw three scars on the entire chest that were more terrifying than the collarbone, distributed below the heart, ribs, and dantian, and there were many other scars of varying sizes.

The scar below the heart is a fist-sized puncture scar.

Liu Qingpeng's pupils shrank.

Wen Ye doesn't have enough experience, Fu Tiancheng and Elder Yun are not full-time fighters, only Liu Qingpeng is there.

He could guess from the scars on Yan Ping's body that this was a long and bloody battle.

That's why Yan Ping had so many wounds on his body and his face was abnormally pale.

These injuries haven't even healed yet.

The damage to the surface of the body alone is so tragic, the inside must be even more serious.

If Liu Qingpeng had suffered such an injury, it would take at least a dozen years of recuperation to recover, not to mention killing a demon cultivator in the Danhua realm.

Judging from the scars on Yan Ping's body, they should have been caused in the last six months. Even though he was seriously injured, he was still able to kill a Danhua realm cultivator with ease.

Liu Qingpeng's expression turned serious.

"Fu Tiancheng, you've got yourself into big trouble this time."

Fu Tiancheng was stunned, "Ah? What happened?"

The way Liu Qingpeng looked at Yan Ping now was as if he was looking at some big trouble.

"Just like Yun Cheng said, he has more than just internal injuries. Judging from his injuries, he should be in a serious state now."

"He was able to kill Cheng Hao like this. His realm before he was injured was at least Virtual God."

Fu Tiancheng was stunned again, somewhat incredulous, "Xu, Xu Shen?"

Wen Ye had already guessed it, but had no concrete evidence, so he looked at Liu Qingpeng.

Only Yun Cheng, after hearing Liu Qingpeng's judgment, instantly retracted his hand and jumped three meters away, his face full of horror.

"Liu Qingpeng, if he is really in the Void God Realm, then you can't stand it!"

Wen Ye: "..."

Liu Qingpeng felt the veins on his forehead popping up.

At this point, Liu Qingpeng's suspicion of Yan Ping has greatly decreased, but according to what Fu Tiancheng said, he might not be a good person either.

In order to prevent Yan Ping from going on a killing spree in the Tianyang Sect’s territory, they had to take him back to the Tianyang Sect while he was unconscious and ask the Sect Master to make the decision.

Liu Qingpeng instantly felt that time was running out, and he stood up quickly, "I'll go gather the disciples to prepare and return to the sect later!"

From what he said, it seemed that he wanted to take Yan Ping with him. Wen Ye's eyes suddenly became gloomy.

He stopped in front of Yan Ping and looked directly at Liu Qingpeng.

"You want to take him back to Tianyang Sect?"

Liu Qingpeng looked at him, his eyes filled with cold scrutiny.

"Yes."

"Not only him, you have to go back too."

Wen Ye ignored the coldness lingering around him and asked in a deep voice.

"why?"

Liu Qingpeng narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice.

"His killing methods are bizarre and similar to the magic cultivation methods."

"What's more, he was once at the lowest level of Virtual God. If he loses control outside, I won't be able to suppress him."

"Take him back to the Tianyang Sect, there will naturally be someone who can control him."

When Fu Tiancheng heard this, he immediately felt that something was going to happen. Although what Liu Qingpeng said was not unreasonable, it was too blunt and particularly unpleasant to hear.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard Wen Ye's voice, which was filled with anger.

"He killed someone today to save someone, and he had never killed anyone before."

"Just because his skills are weird, you want to take him back and lock him up?"

Liu Qingpeng sneered.

"How do you know if he has killed anyone behind your back?"

No matter how cold and calm Wen Ye was, he was only sixteen years old. When he heard this, he became furious.

"If you want to incriminate yourself, why bother?"

He shouldn't have come back with Fu Tiancheng. If he had known that the people of Tianyang Sect were like this, he would rather stay outside with Yan Ping.

It doesn't matter if his injury recovers slowly, it's better than Yan Ping being taken back and locked up.

You must know that the leader of Tianyang Sect is at the level of Void God.

If he is the same type of person as Liu Qingpeng, then he has really brought Yan Ping into trouble.