Yang Fan's injuries were really too severe this time, it was just that after his mind relaxed slightly, he could no longer resist the strong sense of exhaustion, and his eyelids felt as heavy as a ton of weight, and he fainted!

He did not know how much time had passed, perhaps it was a day, or perhaps it was even a year before Yang Fan finally woke up from his sleep and felt his body shaking non-stop. Normally, a slight bump like this would not hurt him at all, even if the space collapsed or the mountains and rivers were shattered.

In a breath's time, Yang Fan released his spiritual consciousness. Although fighting with the Three-eyed Demon Marquis consumed a lot of his mental energy, and he was on the verge of dying out, it was impossible for him to fall unconscious in the vast wilderness, but after a long period of slumber, he recovered a lot of his mental energy. Although it was still not the third layer of his peak, but it was still not something an ordinary First or Second Stage Martial Marquis could compare with.

"It's actually the Thousand Li Wind Chasing Horse! It seems that the person who saved me has quite the background!" Looking at the stallion in front that was as white as snow, without a single color, Yang Fan's eyes flashed. Although the Wind Chasing Horse was not as expensive as the Dragon Horses that were trained with the Sect, it was still one of the top mounts in the mortal world, and every horse was worth thousands of gold, so normal families would not be able to support them, let alone use them to pull the horses!

The next moment …

Yang Fan's gaze shifted as he swept his eyes over his own body, discovering that the blood on his body had already been wiped clean, even the tattered black clothes on his body had been changed, replacing it with a set of dark blue, coarse clothes. In an instant, Yang Fan frowned, and a faint trace of a Cold Shine flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, his dark blue Universe Bag was still lying quietly in his embrace, if not, Yang Fan would definitely fly into a rage. The Universe Bag was extremely important, and the key to whether his parents could live or die, he could not afford to lose. Whoever dared to have any plans on killing his Universe Bag, Yang Fan would definitely not let them go!

The current him, although he was severely injured, had not a single intact piece of land in his body, and had all three hundred and sixty sets of bones broken, it did not mean that he was a cripple. He had been castrated by others, and had barely recovered three levels of Spirit power, which was enough to sweep through a vast majority of the expert Martial Masters, and even a few Half-step Martial Lord s, if his Spirit power had not reached the Martial Marquis Realm, he would often be ruthlessly suppressed by Yang Fan!

Fortunately, the worst didn't happen. Of course, there were many reasons why they weren't clear on Yang Fan's Universe Bag's specific rank, whether it was the top tier Universe Bag or the most trash little Universe Bag, as long as they didn't open it, there wasn't much difference in their appearances. At most, there would only be a difference in their color.

Killing people for treasures was a very normal thing in the Warrior world, but a top level Universe Bag was something even the Ancestor Martial Marquis would be moved by!

At this moment …

The curtain was suddenly lifted by someone, and a blinding sunlight shone down. A middle-aged man in a thick black bear suit entered the carriage, and after a quick glance, his gaze landed on Yang Fan. Seeing that Yang Fan had regained his consciousness, he couldn't help but be startled, but then he gave an honest smile, "Little brother, it's been three days, you've finally woken up!

"I didn't expect that I'd be unconscious for so long!" Yang Fan's heart tightened, his eyes turned, and he sized him up. In just a glance, he had thoroughly seen through him, for even in the Sect, a superior ninth rank bloodline could not be considered much, but in the mortal world, it could still be considered good. With one hundred and eight Heaven Meridians connecting to the ninety-six, the eight great circle of cultivation, in some remote cities, was enough to dominate a region!

"Hehe …" Our convoy found you three days ago. Seeing your injuries, I thought that you wouldn't be able to live much longer, but I didn't expect you to regain consciousness. It must be a miracle … " Seeing that Yang Fan was looking at him, the muscular man smirked and laughed, "My name is Chu Xiong, all brothers call me Black Bear. I am a general of Xianglong County and you can consider yourself lucky to meet our convoy, if not, you would be in danger!"

In the wilderness, killing people and looting goods were common, not to mention those ferocious Strange Beast s. For a person like Yang Fan who was injured and left alone in the wilderness, he would definitely not live past one night!

"Hehe …" However, excluding Yang Fan himself, the Black Iron Battle Body was not just for show. With his terrifying Body s, not to mention a few wild beasts, even if he did not have a profound weapon, it would still be very difficult to injure him. And in this era when the Ancestor Martial Marquis was reputed as its ancestor, it was not that easy to meet a Ancestor Martial Marquis, let alone a Ancestor Martial Marquis.

But on the surface, he said with gratitude, "Thank you brother Chu Xiong for saving my life, I am Yang Fan!"

Honestly speaking, Chu Xiong saved him and brought him to the convoy, and still helped him quite a bit. Although he wasn't afraid of any danger, in these three days, no one knew what would happen. If someone saw that there was nothing they could do, they would immediately take away the Universe Bag in his arms.

"Don't worry about it little brother. If you go out and rely on your friends, who wouldn't be in trouble?" Chu Xiong waved his hands, and laughed, his gaze sweeping across Yang Fan's body, and finally apologizing, "Unfortunately, my strength is limited, so I can only do this, but with your cultivation, I'm afraid..."

He was very clear about Yang Fan's injuries, he did not know how much of his bones had been broken, and even if he was saved, he would be a cripple in the future, so he would not be able to practice martial arts anymore, unless there was a Ancestor at the Martial Marquis Realm who was willing to waste his own Zhen Qi to restore his muscles and bones, is that possible?

And in this world where the expert was the most respected, what kind of fate would a cripple suffer? Just thinking about it caused one to feel despair.

"Big brother Chu Xiong, there is no need for you to do this, everything is fate!" Yang Fan laughed freely, and did not mind it too much. If it were any other person, they would naturally end up as cripples, and would not be able to practice the way of the martial for their entire lives. However, with the Black Iron Battle Body, this heaven-defying art, it was only a matter of time before he recovered.

The next moment …

Yang Fan immediately changed the topic, "Oh right, big brother Chu Xiong, may I know where this place is?"

Regarding Great Tang Dynasty, Yang Fan only had a little impression of the West Shu Road he was born in. As for the others, even if they were all pavilions under the jurisdiction of Seven Stars Sect, Long An and Long An, they only had a little impression of each other, and roughly knew which counties were two. As for the other regions, they were completely unaware of each other, and didn't even know anything.

"This is the Cloud Dragon Dao Hidden Realm …" Chu Xiong glanced at Yang Fan with some suspicion, "Could it be that Yang Brothers isn't a person of my Cloud Dragon Dao?"

Faintly, there was some surprise. Yang Fan was laid out there, a fifteen or sixteen year old Hair-raising Boy, even with extraordinary talent, to be able to have a cultivation at the sixth level of Warrior was already outrageous. With such strength, one would only be able to stay in the county for a bit.

Great Tang Dynasty, never lacked killing intent!

"I never thought that it would actually reach the Cloud Dragon Dao!" was slightly taken aback. had heard of Cloud Dragon Dao being one of the most chaotic of the twelve western sects. Of course, this was only true, "The impact of Demon Lord Of The Three Eyes's last strike on the teleportation power is truly not small!"

Cloud Dragon Dao wasn't something that was close to the Twin Dragon Desert. If it wasn't one hundred thousand kilometers, it definitely wouldn't be a small distance of ten to twenty thousand kilometers!

"Yang Brothers, you just woke up and your body is extremely weak. I won't disturb your rest any longer. If you need anything, just call me!" Yang Fan's silence caused Chu Xiong to think that his injuries were too serious and he did not have the mental energy to answer his own question. Immediately, he gave Yang Fan an apologetic smile, and no longer bothered Yang Fan, and left!

In next to no time, the carriage went silent once again!

"I have really overestimated myself this time. I better not be like this in the future …" Goddess Luck wouldn't always look after him. If he was lucky enough to escape danger today, he wouldn't be so lucky next time. He had to do everything within his capabilities and never be so arrogant.

"However, I, Yang Fan, will take revenge sooner or later. Three-eyed Old Devil, you wash my neck and wait!" All of a sudden, a terrifying killing intent surged in Yang Fan's heart, since the time he condensed the spirit bone, he had never suffered such a huge loss. If he was not teleported in time, he would have already become the food in the Demon Lord Of The Three Eyes's stomach, this enmity was irreconcilable, only blood could wash his face!

But before that, recovering his own injuries was most important, although he did not think that he would be so unlucky to meet Ancestor Martial Marquis, to place his life on illusory luck, and not be like Yang Fan!

"Not bad!" These three days have not been for nothing! " After sensing the condition of his body, Yang Fan gave a comforting smile. The Black Iron Battle Body did not disappoint him, even though it did not actively activate, it had already healed his injuries a lot. The terrifying crisscrossing wounds on his body, had already completely healed.

If you only looked at him from the outside, it would be impossible to tell that he had been seriously injured!

The next moment …

Yang Fan calmed himself down and actively channeled the Black Iron Battle Body. Streams of silver light burst out from his pores, illuminating the entire carriage and washing over its wounds, reconstructing its shattered veins and bones.