It may be that the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest has arranged some kind of magic circle, and after nightfall, the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest will look very gloomy.

Especially after midnight, the visual range of the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest will become smaller, although it is not yet dark enough to reach the point where you can't see your fingers, but it is really difficult to see the situation from a few meters away. Moreover, after midnight, some of the original demon beasts in the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest will also become extremely ferocious, as if there is some special force that is prompting and strengthening the predatory instinct of these demon beasts.

However, such dangers are only for some ordinary people.

A fifth-layer master like Wu Chi, as long as he didn't go too deep into the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest, would not encounter any unstoppable danger.

What's more, Wu Chi was still born in the Immortal Sect, one of the eight major cults.

At this time, he was running at full speed in the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest, and the expression on his face was extremely calm, but the occasional hint of hatred in his eyes fully exposed his true thoughts. If he found an opportunity, he didn't mind causing some trouble to his other companion, or even killing him, at least in his opinion, Wan Zhulin's secret was best in his own hands.

After all, no one thinks they have too many resources at their disposal.

However, if he can't solve his "companion" smoothly, then Wu Chi will definitely not choose to monopolize it. Because when the time comes, as long as the other party publicizes the secret of the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest, then the number of people who want to share this resource will increase tenfold or dozens of times.

So although there was still some resentment in his heart, Wu Chi's thoughts still maintained a certain calmness, at least he would not let greed overtake reason.

As for Xiao Ren, who had lost contact with himself and the others, Wu Chi simply ignored it: since Zhao Hu was able to escape alive and absconded in the direction of Da Luo Ling, then this companion of his must have met with an accident.

Dead people don't need to be cared about.

With such thoughts, Wu Chi's speed did not weaken in the slightest, and he had already judged through various traces that Zhao Hu, the in-law disciple of the Tai'an Zhao family, was already not far in front, and there was only about half a day left. And through this kind of clues, he can be sure that Zhao Hu's strength has broken through to the third layer of Xuan, and is in the realm of entering the fourth or fifth layer, and there is still a certain distance from the sixth layer.

Above Shenzhou, each major realm is divided into three small realms, whichever is the third. Therefore, the breakthrough of each small realm will bring a certain increase and strengthening in strength, if there is no special means to enter the third layer, then it will be difficult to compete with the masters of the fourth layer; In the same way, it is difficult to compete with the seventh layer of entering the Xuan Layer, which is the sublimation of the power given by the laws of heaven and earth in Shenzhou.

Therefore, in Wu Chi's cognition, since Zhao Hu has always been able to keep a certain distance from himself, he must also be a master of entering the Xuan Second Realm. Because if he was still in the stage of entering the first realm, not to mention whether he could kill Xiao Ren who had entered the fourth layer of the Xuan, at least he would definitely not be able to maintain such a stable distance in the process of being pursued by himself. And if Zhao Hu has the strength to enter the sixth layer of Xuan, or even enter the third realm of Xuan, then he will definitely not choose to abscond, but will turn around and kill himself and others.

Based on this judgment, Wu Chi dared to come and hunt down Zhao Hu alone, after all, he was already a master of the fifth layer of Xuan.

Just as he exploded with the help of the True Yuan in his body, and swept forward more than ten meters in one step, when he was exhausted, a cold light suddenly burst out from his right side!

This cold light, like a blazing white lightning tearing through the darkness, completely drove away the darkness in the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest, revealing the true color of the world.

The sudden attack, the brave and domineering intent emanating from the cold light, made Wu Chi's thinking stagnate a little, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, he didn't understand why he was attacked here.

But soon, a sense of crisis of death instantly enveloped Wu Chi's body, stimulating his hairs to stand on end.

Seeing that the blade was slashing straight towards his neck, about to slash himself, Wu Chi's sluggish thinking finally recovered, and suddenly let out a hoarse roar like a beast, and the true yuan of his body was immediately mobilized, and nearly half of the true yuan was directly forced out of the body, and suddenly exploded.

At this critical moment, the true yuan that exploded from Wu Chi's body finally shocked this knife a little biased.

The sharp blade failed to slash at Wu Chi's neck, and it slid a few points slightly off, passing through Wu Chi's chest.

Fragments of the placket that were torn by the sword qi flew away, and a thin mark several centimeters long clearly exposed the sight of both sides.

In the next second, the flesh and blood at the fine mark rolled up, the wound burst open, and blood splattered out suddenly.

"Ahh Wu Chi let out an even more alarming roar like a wounded beast, and the whole person staggered back a few steps.

But even in this sudden attack, Wu Chi did not lose the ruthlessness in his heart. While staggering backwards, taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's sword momentum was exhausted and he could not return in time, he took a sharp breath, and used a trace of true yuan that could still be mobilized, and his right hand also burst out with a condensed fist.

A huge black fist slammed into the opponent's chest.

Seeing that the other party was unable to defend himself, he was hit in the chest by his own punch, and more than a dozen bamboos flew out upside down, and the blood on Wu Chi's face also faded completely, becoming extremely pale. But the tension and fear in his heart finally calmed down a little, because he knew that the other party was unable to continue to swing the knife in pursuit, which gave him a buffer time to recover.

The two sides clashed at this moment, and it seemed that each had damage and drew a game.

But in fact, Wu Chi knew very well that he would suffer a greater loss than the other party.

Because the hasty counterattack was just to avoid being overwhelmed by the opponent and continuing to hurt the killer, in fact, the lethality was very limited, far from being comparable to the injury caused by the opponent's slash on his body. And what's even more troublesome is that the true element in his body at this time has been consumed by nearly three-fifths, and it suddenly bursts out in an instant, almost hurting the origin, even if he can rely on the buffer of the distance between the two sides, only one-fifth of the true yuan that can be mobilized in a short period of time is also available.

Wu Chi's face showed a solemn look.

But soon, the solemn look on his face turned into annoyance, and the anger in his eyes almost turned into substance: "Zhao Hu! I'm going to tear you to pieces! ”

Because in his line of sight, the person who was blasted out by his punch turned over after landing on the ground, and immediately fled into the distance, his body was quite embarrassed and shaky, obviously injured not lightly. And Wu Chi knew very well what the power of the punch he had just given was and it would never cause such a result, so the other party must have been seriously injured when he fought with Xiao Ren before, and the knife just now should have been the full force he had been planning for a long time, but he failed to kill himself as he wished.

As for why he thought that the other party was Zhao Hu, it was that Wu Chi had already recognized the short-handled knife in the other party's hand, which was completely consistent with the information that Old Man Cheng said.

Without any hesitation, Wu Chi immediately set off to chase after him, and at the same time, he continued to breathe his luck and began to recover the exhaustion of his body and the true yuan in his body.

The more angry he was, the calmer Wu Chi became, he had already decided that he would directly deal with Zhao Hu as soon as he had the opportunity, and he would not show mercy!

Ye Kong, who was fleeing in front, felt Wu Chi's monstrous anger, and he did not relax because the other party was deceived and pursued. What he wants is to completely kill the other party here, so until this goal is achieved, Ye Kong will naturally not relax.

However, at this time, hearing Wu Chi's roar, Ye Kong finally knew the identity of this corpse: it turned out that this corpse was called Zhao Hu, and he could inquire a little in the future. However, it is imperative that this tail be solved first......

The two of them who chased and fled could easily step a distance of more than ten meters with every step, but Ye Kong did not blindly run forward, but took Wu Chi around in the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest, looking a little panicked. And this feeling fell in Wu Chi's eyes, and it became a proof that Zhao Hu tried to get rid of himself, which also increased Wu Chi's speculation, he thought that Zhao Hu must be seriously injured and unable to resist himself, so he had to get rid of his pursuit through Wan Zhulin.

Wu Chi's eyes became more and more vicious, he had already determined that Ye Kong did not have any means to resist, and the true yuan in his body had also recovered two-fifths, with his martial arts, it was enough to kill a person who had not recovered from a serious injury.

Thinking of this, Wu Chi no longer hesitated, and the whole person suddenly accelerated again, taking a few steps under his feet, and instantly narrowed the distance between himself and Ye Kong to less than ten meters. The fist in his right hand also emitted a jet-black translucent color, and this light quickly spread to the size of a basketball.

Death Punch.

One of the basic martial arts of the servants of the Immortal Sect.

This martial art is split and simplified from an extremely high practice of the Immortal Gate, and only after becoming a disciple of the inner sect can you really learn this exercise.

However, even if it is only simplified several versions of "Death Fist", it has more power than ordinary martial arts, especially after hitting the enemy, the yin qi condensed by the death fist will also penetrate the body, eroding the opponent's internal organs, causing greater secondary damage.

Ye Kong had already received a death punch from Wu Chi before, but it was an attack by Wu Chi in a hurry, so the Yin Qi that penetrated through the body was not strong, and the follow-up damage that could be caused was very limited - this was Wu Chi's idea, but in fact, the Yin Qi that penetrated through the body had not caused any damage to Ye Kong's body, and it had already been "eaten".

If you want to say what kind of damage Ye Kong is not afraid of, then it is undoubtedly the damage of the yin attribute.

However, Wu Chi didn't know this, he felt that as long as he approached within five meters, the power of his condensed second death punch was enough to completely kill Ye Kong.

Five meters!

Wu Chi's eyes condensed slightly, at this time he was only less than eight meters away from Ye Kong, and this distance was still shortening, it seemed that Ye Kong was exhausted and had no strength to continue to escape.

Seven meters!

Six meters!

Just one step away!

Wu Chi's face showed a touch of joy.

However, at this moment, at a distance of one meter, Ye Kong suddenly turned around and stood firmly facing Wu Chi.

This sudden change made Wu Chi's heart beat suddenly, and he seemed to realize some bad thoughts.

Just as Wu Chi had expected, a white mist suddenly erupted from all directions, blocking his field of vision, and a slight feeling of dizziness suddenly hit his mind. At this moment, Wu Chi could finally be sure that all the illusions made by the other party when he ran away were to confuse him, and his purpose was to let him fall into this illusion, and a sense of shame and anger made his face turn red.

He let out a low roar, and the death fist condensed in his right hand slammed forward.

But the moment this punch was shot, Wu Chi had already sensed the problem.

It's empty!

The other party is no longer in front of him!

Seeing the black fist prints break through the air, tearing apart the white mist that obscured his vision, but his front was as empty as he expected, Wu Chi's heart began to sink continuously.