boom! Boom boom!
There were loud noises, falling rocks were flying, smoke and dust were billowing, and everything within a mile was a mess.
"Bah, bang, bang, bang." A long whip was squandered, and a large amount of white mist suddenly appeared. During the sound of the whip, a white line rushed out of the white mist and wrapped around Chu Cheng's body.
Chu Cheng shouted loudly, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly emerged. His body flashed with spiritual light, and he forcefully shook the snake away. The green snake's body became extremely dim as it retreated, and almost disappeared in the earthquake.
Chu Cheng slashed with his sword, cutting the extremely dim green snake into pieces. With a click, the green snake turned into a long whip again, and a section of the whip was cut through by the sword.
Suddenly, the wind roared behind him, and the monk named Liu Zhiwen struck with a palm. Then a little light flashed on the left, and a long sword suddenly stabbed Chu Cheng between the eyebrows.
Chu Cheng's eyes flashed, and he punched directly towards that one, and their fists and palms met in an instant.
Hearing a muffled groan, the attacking monk retreated straight away.
Chu Cheng took three steps back, and during this step back, he stabbed at the sword light at an extremely fast speed.
A strong sword intent burst out in vain from this sword, heading towards that sword.
"Break!" This sword was extremely sharp, with a deep coldness, it directly broke through the sky and slashed towards the approaching sword! From top to bottom, break the sword directly.
The two swords struck each other, and Chu Cheng's hand was shaken violently by the force of the counter-shock, and a numbness instantly spread across his arm.
The opponent was four foundation-building monks. With one against four, Chu Cheng fought with great reluctance. If he was just one person, even Fan Fei could kill him in a hundred rounds. However, the other party has a large number of people and is extremely difficult to deal with when working together.
However, Chu Cheng still had no intention of retreating. Instead, he became more and more courageous as he fought. After cutting off the sword, almost at the same time, the figure came to the steward Jian Rentang.
Chu Cheng's main target is just the steward Jian Rentang. After all, he is the only one who has a grudge against him. His first goal is to kill the steward first!
The four of them became more and more frightened as they fought, especially Fan Fei, who was greatly frightened. This Qi-gathering monk could crush him one-on-one, and he was even still at a disadvantage when being besieged by four people.
It is incredible to be able to defeat the foundation-building monks with Qi gathering cultivation. To be able to defeat four foundation-building monks with one person's strength is simply unbelievable!
Fan Fei vaguely guessed that this man in black had a great background, otherwise he would not have such a precious treasure in his body, but the arrow he shot did not have a turning bow, so he could only kill this man, otherwise this person would be attracted. The forces behind his death brought disaster to the Jianren Chamber of Commerce.
"We must kill this man!" Fan Fei's arms were covered with blood and he was very miserable, but his combat power was still the strongest among the four.
After hundreds of rounds, both sides fought hard, but no one could do anything about it.
Chu Cheng came to the steward of Jianren Hall in an instant, raised his spiritual power, put it into one foot, and stepped forward suddenly!
This step! Even the air was frozen, and time seemed to have stood still. The clouds in the sky no longer moved, the flowers and trees on the ground no longer moved in the wind, and even the body of the steward Jian Ren Tang stopped moving at this moment.
A landslide! Two steps to the ground! In vain, a powerful force rushed over in an instant, like it descended from the nine heavens to the world!
The wind howled, and the still clouds suddenly dispersed in all directions. The world was clear at this moment!
Chu Cheng's speed was extremely fast, and it only took one breath to move from cutting away the sword to performing the Seven Jumping Styles.
Steward Jian Rentang looked confused. Before he had time to react, the black shadow appeared in front of him, and Jingtian stepped forward!
Before he could react, the kick had already arrived and stepped on him.
The first foot just stepped in front of Steward Jianrentang, leaving a faint mark. Although the footprint was light, it was deeply imprinted into Steward Jianrentang's heart like a branding iron.
boom! The violent aura began to spread centered on this step! Waves of ripples rippled, and the ground continued to crack with this step.
Manager Jian Rentang's expression suddenly changed, his body retreated step by step from this violent force, and his bones shook violently! Can't breathe.
He hurriedly pinched it with his right hand, a little closer to the center of his eyebrows, and a drop of blood flowed out from the center of his eyebrows. When this drop of blood appeared, Steward Jian Rentang's eyes suddenly closed!
As soon as he closed his eyes, layers of ice suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the violent energy.
Chu Cheng's eyes were sharp, and he took the second step again. This step, he stepped on the ice and also stepped on that person.
No matter how hard Jian Rentang went backwards, this foot would always be placed on his chest.
The ice layers gradually retreated and shattered into ice foam, and an even more violent force swept across the world! This breath is suffocating. It turned into invisible pressure and bombarded that person.
Steward Jian Rentang's face changed wildly, and he immediately felt a powerful force bombarding his whole body, as if countless mountains were pressing down on him, and his whole body was about to break apart under the pressure!
Two steps in a row, the second step followed the first step, the power increased steadily, and a radius of 100 meters exploded in this violent force.
"Boom boom boom!"
The smoke was billowing and filled with gunpowder smoke, and a scream came from the smoke! Then there was another flash of hot and dazzling red light, and a louder sound.
The screams suddenly stopped, and in the smoke, the broken limbs and pieces of flesh were scattered all over the ground. Steward Jian Rentang died without any body parts, and his whole body was blown into pieces by the super fireball technique.
This Jianrentang steward was only in the early stage of foundation building, and Chu Cheng was able to kill him under the explosion!
Chu Cheng looked at the three foundation-building monks outside the smoke, his eyes condensed, and he decided not to fight anymore.
Under the siege of these four people, the fight was a bit difficult. If it was one-on-one, Chu Cheng was not afraid of anyone, but the opponent had so many people that it was still a bit reluctant.
In the explosion just now, one of the foundation-building monks was killed. At this time, most of the spiritual power in the body was consumed. Even if the other three could be killed, it would be a lose-lose result.
Chu Cheng's eyes flashed, and he took out the treasure flying boat with the help of Chen Yan and fled towards the distance. Having killed his enemy, he decided to stay away from this place and no longer wanted to fight.
After a few breaths, the dust and smoke dissipated, and what appeared in front of the four people was a field of blood and broken flesh and limbs.
"Damn it!" Fan Fei's expression changed, and he suddenly looked up, only to see a dark shadow in the distance, getting further and further away from the three of them.
The three of them looked at the pile of minced meat and limbs in silence. After a while, Fan Fei's face turned ferocious.
"Let's chase!" Fan Fei said in a low voice. The steward of Jianren Hall had a profound relationship with the third elder of Jianren Chamber of Commerce. Now that he was killed in front of the three of them, he was afraid that he would be implicated in the anger of the third elder.
Fan Fei took out a healing pill and swallowed it. Regardless of the seriousness of his injury, he chased after Chu Cheng. The other two glanced at each other and caught up.
At this time, Chu Cheng, relying on the speed of the flying treasure, had already flown seven or eight miles in these ten breaths.
According to this speed, even if Fan Fei and the others put on their wings, they would not be able to catch up.
"It still doesn't work! Although they are just fake foundations, not real foundations! But I still can't build foundations in a group battle." Chu Cheng muttered to himself, took out a pill and swallowed it.
He sat cross-legged and began to heal. The burn marks on his arms began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a long time, Chu Cheng opened his eyes, turned his head and looked behind him. With his consciousness, he saw three people chasing behind him.
"Perhaps, after reaching the extreme realm, I can be sure to kill three or four monks who are in the early stage of foundation building! When I reach the foundation building, killing these four people will not waste my efforts!" Chu Cheng's eyes flickered, and he still felt that he was different from the real monks. There are some differences among the foundation-building monks.
At this moment, Chu Cheng's pupils suddenly shrank, feeling a strong crisis not far away.
He suddenly stood up and looked at that place, only to see a woman in white standing ten miles away. The woman's face was veiled, and all that was exposed was her eyebrows like crescent moons, eyes like stars, and she looked at her with a delicate look. moving.
The white clothes are like orchids, but life is like the scorching manjus and sandals. It is so beautiful, yet so charming.
"Fairy Qingxia!" Chu Cheng stared at the person behind her.
Behind Fairy Qingxia, stood an old man in green clothes. This old man faced the seemingly ordinary old man with a kind face, but he gave Chu Cheng a feeling of extreme danger.
"Cultivator Condensation!" Chu Cheng's eyes flashed. This man gave him a stronger feeling than the headmaster of Luoyun Sect! This is a late-stage liquid condensation monk!
Chu Cheng didn't hesitate at all, and bowed in the direction of Fairy Qingxia with clasped fists. He speeded up the flying boat and left quickly.
Although Fairy Qingxia has a cooperative relationship with him, he possesses many treasures and is afraid that the other party will be greedy.
Fairy Qingxia, with her beautiful eyes, looked quietly at the direction where Chu Cheng disappeared. After a long time, she spoke softly: "Uncle Ling, what do you think?"
The old man in green clothes standing behind him pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "This man is indeed a man of perfect Qi cultivation. He may be able to defeat four foundation-building monks in one step, and even kill one of them and retreat calmly." . I have never heard of someone with such incredible talent in this world."
Fairy Qingxia turned to look at the old man in green, her eyes lit up at this moment, and she still smiled and said, "What do you think of him?"
The first sentence is about Chu Cheng's qualifications. The second sentence is about how he is, but it has another meaning.
How is he? Can you practice dual cultivation with me and become a Taoist companion for life?
The old man in green thought for a while, shook his head and said: "This man's talent is considered to be the best in the world. Even Feng Yizi was not so powerful during his Qi gathering period."
"It's a pity that this boy is from the Demon Valley. If he is just Feng Boy, I will naturally not be afraid, but..." There was a trace of deep fear in the eyes of the old man Qingzi.
"Uncle Ling, does Qingzhou have any heaven-level skills?" Fairy Qingxia smiled lightly, not caring at all.
The old man in Tsing Yi was speechless for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile: "I understand, there is no chance of staying in college, I will help you once!"
After saying that, he took a step forward, and the air suddenly solidified at this moment. The old man in green had already arrived in front of the three foundation-building monks.
With just a finger, three screams started, accompanied by blood rain, which turned into blood mist in the aura of destruction.
