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"Senior brother, you must find me a place to get back, I was defeated by Zhou Liang's waste twice in public, it can be said that I lost face, you must teach him a good lesson. ”

Zhuang Fei pleaded with a young man who was meditating cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Because of the two defeats under Zhou Liang, a waste who was once ridiculed by the disciples of the whole sect, Zhuang Fei didn't dare to go out during this time, because he was really faceless.

"Waste?!You keep calling others 'waste', what are you who are defeated by 'waste'?"

The young man who was meditating cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes showed a bright light, stared at Zhuang Fei, and said with a slight sneer.

This young man, mature and sophisticated, looks older than Zhuang Fei.

This is Zhuang Fei's senior brother, Zhang Mengfei, they worship together under an elder's sect, and they belong to people with backers in the Xinyun Sect.

"Senior brother, please, you must teach Zhou Liang a lesson for me, otherwise I won't be able to mix in the sect. ”

Zhuang Fei couldn't stop begging, the senior brother in front of him, but he had the last hope of regaining face, otherwise he really wouldn't have the face to go out to meet people.

He knew that as long as the senior brother was willing to make a move, no matter how powerful Zhou Liang was, he would have to hate him. Because of his senior brother Zhang Mengfei, his cultivation has already been a great consummation of qi training, and the top-grade exercise "Nine Styles of Sword Mantis" has mastered more than six styles, which is more than ten times stronger than the three styles he mastered!

Moreover, his senior brother Zhang Mengfei ranked fifth among the outer disciples, and it was effortless to deal with a non-mainstream Zhou Liang.

……

Before dawn the next day, Zhou Liang had already gotten up.

After practicing, breakfast, and bidding farewell to his parents, Zhou Liang went down to Yuhua Mountain and headed towards the destination of this trip.

Sou!

"Crossing the River with a Reed" was opened, and the speed of this method was not slower than that of Maxima.

At noon, he finally arrived at his destination, the Demon Domain Mountain Forest.

The mountains and forests of the Demon Domain are the famous places of training in the cultivation realm, covering a vast area, and there are all kinds of beasts and monsters living in it.

Going in to hunt demon beasts is the best way for human cultivators to make money and improve their strength, because the materials on the demon beasts are sold to Xiuzhenfang City, which is very valuable.

If you encounter a demon beast that is too strong, then who kills whom, it is not certain.

"Let's go around the fringe area! Improve your strength and strive to be a blockbuster in the Heart Cloud Ranking Competition!"

Zhou Liang thought about it in his heart and entered the demon domain mountain forest......

The process of hunting beasts is thrilling, after all, the beasts whose materials are really valuable are not low, but fortunately, Zhou Liang's strength is strong enough, and with the assistance of "spiritual sense", he has gained a lot in a few days.

And after the fierce fighting in the past few days, the part that has been deciphered by the body method of "Crossing the River with a Reed" has been mastered by Zhou Liang to fifty percent of the heat.

His current body speed is only faster than those disciples in the late stage of Qi cultivation in the sect, and it may even be comparable to the foundation building period.

"Now the harvest on my body is not a problem to sell for three or four thousand taels of silver, which is enough for me to buy some precious pills to break through to the late stage of Qi cultivation. ”

Zhou Liang looked at the two bulging packages behind his shoulders and was very satisfied.

"One more vote, and then we'll be back!"

Carrying the package on his back, Zhou Liang urged his "spiritual sense" to explore everything around him, looking for the last target.

Roar -

Suddenly, due north of him, a mighty tiger roar came.

The roar of the tiger shook Zhou Liang's blood and tumbled, his head buzzed, and the wind raged around him, as if the demon king was coming.

"The power is so great, could it be that the tiger has become a sperm?"

Zhou Liang's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly extended his "spiritual sense", only to see a few kilometers to the north, a big tiger with hanging eyes and white forehead was exerting his might.

The white-fronted tiger is more than twice as large as an ordinary tiger, almost comparable to an adult buffalo, and a bloody mouth can almost easily bite and twist a person's head off the person's body, which looks like a cold air on the back of the person.

"Run! This white-fronted tiger has become a sperm, not a beast or a demon, and its strength is comparable to the foundation building period. ”

On the opposite side of the tiger, there were five or six teenagers with varying strength from the middle stage of Qi training to the late stage of Qi training, and I don't know who shouted, and then they all fled.

"Scatter and flee! Don't go together. ”

Among them, there was a young man who gave orders, fifteen or sixteen years old, cultivated to practice qi to the Great Perfection, holding a sharp treasure knife, waving it, and the big trees blocking the way on the way to escape fell to the ground one after another, blocking the pursuit of the white-fronted tiger.

Rumble!

The white-fronted tiger with a hanging eye patted lightly, and actually slapped the big tree blocking the road to pieces with one paw.

"The demon beast that has become a spirit is really terrifying. ”

Zhou Liang observed this scene through his spiritual sense, and was secretly surprised in his heart.

"Li Feng! be careful—"

Suddenly, someone shouted in alarm.

It turned out that the white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes, staring at the young man who practiced qi and consummation, seemed to understand the truth of catching a thief and capturing the king first.

"Li Feng, could it be that Li Feng, the genius disciple of the Purple Moon Sect next door, these people are all disciples of the Purple Moon Sect?"

Zhou Liang was somewhat familiar with this name, but carefully observing the clothes on the clothes on these teenagers, he confirmed his guess.

Boom -

The white-fronted tiger rampage, everything that stood in his way, whether it was a thick tree or a hard rock, shattered one after another.

If it hits a person, an ordinary Qi cultivation period cultivator is only afraid that he will be dead and lifeless, but this Li Feng has narrowly avoided it every time.

Zhou Liang took a closer look, that "Li Feng" was not only a great consummation of qi training, but also a top-grade sword technique, and it was also a top-grade body method that dodged and moved, no wonder the strength was so strong, I was afraid that he would not lose to the third-ranked "Zhang Jianren" of the Xinyun Sect.

"If I can kill this 'Eye-Catching White-fronted Tiger' and the materials I get can be sold for twenty or thirty thousand taels of silver, then I will make a fortune!"

Zhou Liang's heart flashed, and he made a decision again in an instant.

Whoosh! Whoosh......

"Crossing the River with a Reed" unfolded, and Zhou Liang hurried to the north.

When Zhou Liang arrived, the disciples of the Purple Moon Sect were already in danger under the pursuit of the white-fronted tiger.

"Mountain Splitter!"

Li Feng's eyes flickered with coldness, and the treasure knife in his hand was like a dragon, raised it high, and slashed it fiercely, slashing it on the forehead of the "white-fronted tiger".

What an amazing knife!

Zhou Liang watched from a distance, and his "spiritual sense" observed that knife in detail, he clearly knew that the lethality of this knife could easily kill two late stages of Qi training, even he, Zhou Liang, could not resist it.

He also scanned that there was a trace of cyan aura brewing in Li Feng's qi and blood, which was obviously a sign that he was about to cultivate "Taoist True Qi".

Bang -

The blade struck the forehead of the "white-fronted tiger", broke the skin into the flesh, only half an inch, and then slashed on the tiger bone, which could no longer go deeper, and at the same time, the force of the blade and the tiger bone collided with Li Feng and threw it away.

Such a terrifying knife caused such a consequence, Zhou Liang didn't know whether to sigh at Li Feng's superb knife skills, which actually caused trauma to the demon beast comparable to the foundation building period, or whether to praise the demon beast that had become a spirit was so powerful, resisting the knife and not falling behind.

Roar -

The white-fronted tiger was angry and pounced on Li Feng at a faster speed.

Li Feng is worthy of being a figure who is about to cultivate the "Great Consummation of Qi Training" who is about to cultivate the "Taoist True Qi", and he used the power of throwing and flying in the air to use the high-grade body method to avoid the tiger's attack.

But the sword was strong just now, but it consumed a lot of his physical strength, because the speed gradually slowed down, and it was precarious for a while.

"Mountain Splitter!"

Li Feng once again reluctantly slashed a knife, although it left a scar on the tiger's forehead, his body was thrown away again, and he hit a big tree before stopping, spitting blood from his mouth, and his injuries were even more serious.

Roar!

Seeing the opportunity, the white-fronted tiger flashed a trace of cruelty in the beast's eyes, and jumped forward, sharp claws, and pounced on Li Feng, who was not lightly injured, and had no time to dodge.

"Li Feng!"

Several disciples of the Purple Moon Sect yelled, wanting to rescue but it was too late, they could only watch Li Feng die in the mouth of the tiger.

Whoosh -

At this moment, a hidden weapon pierced through the air, passed through the gap in the forest, and accurately hit the tiger's face door.

Roar -

The white-fronted tiger suddenly suffered pain, his body was crooked, and he fell to the ground and rolled, and suddenly the surrounding grass and trees were damaged and dusty.

The disciples of the Purple Moon Sect, who were already desperate, were stunned for a moment, only to see the tiger's eyes flowing bloody, and a poisonous dart stuck in his eyeballs......

The tiger's fur defense is very strong, but its eyes still can't resist the penetration of poison darts.

Taking advantage of this, Li Feng got up and fled, and the stunned disciples of the Purple Moon Sect on the side also followed.

But the white-fronted tiger who was completely enraged, where was he willing to give up, this eye would be blind if he couldn't say it well, how could he let go of this group of Terran cultivators who had hurt his eyes? At this moment, he used the Demon Beast Secret Method and chased after several disciples of the Purple Moon Sect!

"Ah......h

Not long after, a disciple of the Purple Moon Sect in the middle stage of Qi cultivation was unfortunately swept by the tiger's claws, and his body was torn apart in an instant.

Bloody, stumps and broken arms, Zhou Liang's scalp was numb when he saw it.

The disciples of the Purple Moon Sect once again fell into a life-and-death crisis.

Whoosh -

At this moment, another hidden weapon pierced the air and struck, shooting towards the remaining eyes of the white-fronted tiger.

Roar!

The white-fronted tiger roared in horror, quickly closed its eyes, and the poison dart that followed only pierced the eyelids, but did not go deeper, and the defense of its fur was not ordinarily strong.

"It's a pity. ”

On a big tree in the back, Zhou Liang shook his head regretfully.

"Mountain Splitter!"

With Zhou Liang's help, Li Feng at this time did not blindly flee for his life, but condensed his physical strength and blood, and reflexively stabbed the tiger again, deepening its injuries.

"That's right—"

Zhou Liang instantly seized a new opportunity, his fingers flicked, and three poison darts in his hand burst out instantly.

At this point, his target was no longer the tiger's eyes, but the deep wounds on the tiger's head.

In fact, because of his spiritual sense, Zhou Liang deliberately practiced the art of darts during a few days of training. You must know that his spiritual sense is good at capturing the movement trajectory of fast-moving objects, so he has also practiced the art of darts vividly, and now he can almost achieve "no mistakes".

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

Three poisonous darts pierced along the tiger's original wounds, and suddenly those wounds were bigger, and the blood loss rate was faster.

Gradually, the White-fronted Tiger's offensive became slower and slower, and it could no longer pose a threat to Li Feng and them.

One was due to excessive blood loss, and the other was due to the spread of the poison dart's toxins and the increasing severity of the eye injury.

At this time, the white-fronted tiger also understood that he couldn't kill the few hateful human races in front of him today, so he roared unwillingly, turned around, and fled towards the depths of the demon domain.

"Don't let this brute run away!"

The disciples of the Purple Moon Sect shouted one by one and turned around to chase after them.

They not only want to avenge their dead brothers, but also want to get valuable things from the tiger, otherwise the blood will be shed in vain.

However, even if the white-fronted tiger was seriously injured, it was comparable to the foundation building period, and if it was bent on escaping, it would not be able to catch up with these injured disciples at all.

Only Li Feng, who was the strongest in cultivation, could barely keep up, but his injuries were not light, and his physical strength was about to run out, so he stopped after chasing for dozens of meters.

"Brute, where to go!"

Zhou Liangxi in the rear smiled, and the body of "Crossing the River with a Reed" unfolded, like a spirit monkey, jumping in the forest, easily following behind the white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes.

In his opinion, what he is chasing is not a white-fronted tiger, but a moving treasure chest.

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