"Phew, careless!" Chu Ming spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, glanced at Jing Hunt's corpse, and said with some gloom.

The last moment of thorn hunting could have been avoided, but the momentary stunned made him bear this blow, if the last moment of thorn hunting was to use a short axe, he would probably be buried together, in the final analysis, it is still a matter of experience.

However, the harvest of this trip was good, after Chu Ming searched the relics of Jing Hunt and others, he found a place to heal his injuries, under the effect of the leaves of the corpse tree, the injuries on his body recovered quickly, and it only took half a day to almost recover to his peak state, and more importantly, after fighting with Jing Hunt, he could clearly feel the improvement of his cultivation.

It's not the kind of ascension that comes from absorbing dead air, but real growth.

"Sure enough, fighting a strong enemy and trying again is the fastest way to become stronger. After moving his body, Chu Ming said with a smile.

In the next two days, Chu Ming almost rampaged on Yang Yue's territory, killing many of Yang Yue's martial artists, and finally attracted Yang Yue to chase and kill him personally.

It was night, and the moon was like a silver platter.

In a ruined stele forest, Chu Ming woke up from his cultivation, silently observing the terrain, and secretly calculating.

He had been chased by Yang Yue and dozens of martial artists under him for two days, and now he was trapped in this stele forest, and if nothing else, he would be found immediately.

He could actually escape, but he had been looking for a chance to fight Yang Yue, wanting to see the gap between his current self and the Nine Folds of the Forging Body Realm, but he couldn't find a chance, and as a result, he had become the current situation.

"It's not good!" Chu Ming, who was besieged, muttered in his heart, and continued to wait, waiting for those people to relax their vigilance.

Time passed unconsciously, and soon the bright moon disappeared, and it seemed that it would soon be dawn, Chu Ming still hadn't found a suitable chance to escape, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart, and after hesitating, Chu Ming decided not to wait any longer, and was ready to act.

"Click!

At this moment, a strange sound sounded from a distance, and judging by the sound, something should be slowly approaching this way.

Chu Ming, whose majestic strength was running back and forth in his arm, suddenly brightened up, and suddenly came to his senses.

"All on alert!" Yang Yue snorted lightly, his burly body jumped up, standing on a stone tablet several zhang high, with the help of a high position, he looked into the distance for a while, and suddenly exclaimed: "It's him, blood wolf-Fu Xiu!"

Yang Yue's voice made all the martial artists Huo Ran wake up from their cultivation.

I saw that these warriors looked solemn one by one, and they took out the blades on their bodies one after another, and without Yang Yue saying more, they immediately gathered towards him and made a defensive posture.

Obviously, these people are aware of the horror of Fuxiu.

With the strong smell of blood, a figure in a bloody suit slowly walked from a distance, and beside him, followed by a blood-colored giant wolf that was a man tall, and the heavy smell of blood wafting in the air came from this blood-colored giant wolf.

Chu Ming quietly poked his head out and smelled the heavy smell of blood, a bloodthirsty thought suddenly erupted from the bottom of everyone's hearts, and violent thoughts secretly breeded, making him feel irritable. "Woohoo!"

Suddenly, the figure of the blood-colored giant wolf moved, and instantly appeared in the group of martial artists around Yang Yue according to records, and then Chu Ming saw a scarlet light flashing in the crowd, and the next moment, a large amount of blood and stumps and severed arms were thrown high, and the screams resounded through the sky.

In an instant, more than a dozen people were killed, and the strength of the blood wolf shocked Chu Ming's heart!

"Fu Xiu, what are you doing!" Yang Yue coldly looked at Fu Xiu, who was dressed in blood, and asked.

"Oh, aren't you here to ambush me?" Fu Xiu asked rhetorically.

"We're arresting people, and it's none of your business. Yang Yue said.

"That's ......" Fu Xiu touched his chin when he heard this, his eyes swept over Yang Yue and the others, and then he turned around and left directly, and the blood wolf followed him unhurriedly.

One person and one wolf swaggered away like this, Yang Yue and dozens of martial artists around him watched it, without the slightest intention of hindering, or rather, they didn't dare!

This is not only the embodiment of strength, but also the powerful can do whatever they want!

"Bang!" After Fu Xiu left, Yang Yue suddenly slapped his palm on the stone tablet beside him, and shouted in a low voice: "Find me, find him for me, I will break him into pieces!"

The 'he' in Yang Yue's mouth, of course, was not Fu Xiu, but Chu Ming, the blood-colored giant wolf beside Fu Xiu tore more than a dozen of his subordinates in front of him, but he didn't dare to make a move, because he knew that he was not Fu Xiu's opponent, and he couldn't even beat the giant wolf around him, and he had nowhere to vent, so he could only sprinkle this breath on Chu Ming's head.

However, this also gave Chu Ming a chance.

Under Yang Yue's low shout, dozens of martial artists around him scattered in a hurry, rushing away in all directions, and disappeared in a moment, leaving only Yang Yue alone, looking at the stump and broken arm on the ground with a gloomy face.

"Whew!" At this moment, a fist wind suddenly roared behind Yang Yue's head, Yang Yue's eyes froze, and he immediately turned around and punched out a palm without hesitation.

"Bang!" The fists and palms struck each other, making a dull sound, and Yang Yue and the attacking figure each took a few steps back, looking at each other.

It was none other than Chu Ming who attacked Yang Yue, it was Chu Ming who was hiding in the shadows, originally Yang Yue and his warriors rounded up Chu Ming with the forces of the encirclement, although it took time, but it was steady, and Chu Ming was not given a chance to escape at all, but under the agitation of the variable of Fu Xiu, Yang Yue was in a state of mind and ordered to search for Chu Ming, which gave Chu Ming a chance to escape, but Chu Ming did not flee directly, but chose to raid Yang Yue, because he wanted to know how big the gap was between him and Yang Yue, a master of the Forging Body Realm Ninefold.

His eyes flashed, and Chu Ming, who had already gathered momentum, took the lead, his figure flashed out, and he instantly approached Yang Yue, and then punched out, and the fist wind was like thunder.

"What a gut!" Seeing this, Yang Yue's face sank, and as soon as he stretched out his palm, the majestic strength instantly converged in his palm, and he faced Chu Ming with one palm.

Touch!

The two collided with each other, and the huge impact directly rolled up the sand and dust, and the dust flew around.

This time, Yang Yue didn't move at all, Chu Ming took a few steps back, but his dark eyes flashed with excitement.

"Come again!" The thunder exploded, and Chu Ming took the initiative to attack again, and his powerful fist smashed directly towards Yang Yue.

"Looking for death!" Yang Yue saw Chu Ming take the initiative to attack again, and with a twist of his palms, the majestic strength gushed out from his palms, and his left palm slapped out, directly scattering the strength on Chu Ming's fist, making Chu Ming's figure pause, and then his right palm was punched out, which was directly imprinted on Chu Ming's chest.

The powerful palm force directly knocked Chu Ming out of the air nearly ten zhang away, Chu Ming landed next to a broken stone tablet, the muscles of his arms bulged, and he actually picked up the more than one zhang high and threw it towards Yang Yue.

Yang Yue slapped the stone tablet with one palm, and then looked at the place where Chu Ming was, the person was gone, leaving only a pool of blood in place.