The arrival of Liu Yongxin, the patriarch of the Liumu tribe, failed to stop Chen Qiang.

Seeing that the rescue was too late, Liu Yongxin was anxious, if Lu Yang was really allowed to die here, the Liumu tribe would not be able to please him.

Zhenyuan came out of his body, turned into a huge fist, and went under the hood of Chen Qiang.

Since it was too late to directly rescue Lu Yang, the only way Liu Yongxin could think of was to attack Chen Qiang directly, as long as he could block Chen Qiang for a moment, his goal would be achieved.

"Boom!"

The Yuan Qi fist seal smashed on the ground, the qi waves flew, and the grass was smashed out of a large pit that was a few feet deep.

"Blocked...... No, what about people?"

Liu Yongxin was first overjoyed, and then shocked, the big pit smashed by his fist was in front of him, but Chen Qiang's figure was missing.

“......！”

The two guards suddenly widened their eyes, their eyes full of horror, and they wanted to remind Liu Yongxin that before the word 'heart' could be spoken, it was like someone choking his throat, and not a word came out.

The hearts of the two were extremely shocked, they didn't even see the afterimage, Chen Qiang had already arrived behind Liu Yongxin, as if the other party had not moved from beginning to end, such a ghostly body was really beyond their imagination.

Lu Yang was even more unbearable, and he fainted directly out of fear, his eyes rolled.

The cold blade rested on his neck, and Liu Yongxin froze in place, his hair rising all over his body, and he didn't dare to move.

"Daoyou wants to kill me Liu Yongxin, Liu Yongxin has no complaints, I just ask Daoyou to let go of the young patriarch of Luyang!"

Liu Yongxin's heart was full of bitterness, although the other party's cultivation was comparable to him, but the difference in strength was the difference between cloud and mud, and he didn't even have room to parry.

"You don't even want your own life, but you want to save him?"

Chen Qiang's eyes narrowed, the Burning Heaven Sword Technique was running, and the sword qi of the Killing came out through the knife.

"Yes!"

Liu Yongxin's answer was categorical and straightforward.

His neck was cut out of a blood line by the knife qi, red blood beads flowed down his shoulders, and his coat was dyed red, but his complexion did not change, and his voice remained unchanged, but he had a bit of martial arts hardness.

Chen Qiang's face was as indifferent as ever, and he didn't say a word or make any other movements.

An invisible pressure enveloped everyone present, the two guards were already nervously pale, sweating through their clothes, Liu Yongxin's heart was also up and down, and when someone couldn't bear it, Chen Qiang spoke to Nancy.

"Nancy, go!"

Chen Qiang pulled Nancy, as if slowly, and in a dozen steps, he completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

"He's gone?!"

The two guards sat on the ground and looked at each other, both frightened and happy.

Liu Yongxin also breathed a sigh of relief, if he could live, he didn't want to die.

"Quick, let's see how the young patriarch of Luyang is?"

Seeing Lu Yang who was unconscious, Liu Yongxin's heart that he had just let go of was lifted again, if Lu Yang really had three longs and two shorts, he would have no other way to go than to move to the tribe.

The two guards crawled in front of Lu Yang, twisted a golden elixir in their hands, broke Lu Yang's mouth, and immediately fed it.

After Lu Yang woke up, the first thing he did was to look for Chen Qiang's figure, and only after knowing that Chen Qiang had left, did he put his mind at ease.

"Help me up!" Lu Yang said to the two guards.

As soon as he thought of Chen Qiang's indifferent eyes, his tremors trembled, and he still couldn't stand steadily.

......

"Master, are you kind?"

Walking on the mountain road, Nancy has her head up, her black and white eyes are pure and flawless.

"I don't want to implicate your aunt!"

Chen Qiang said angrily.

......

After meeting with Yu Bing and the others, Chen Qiang concisely read what he had heard, and everyone headed all the way west towards the Jinghu Swamp.

Thousands of miles away, for ordinary people, it is likely to be a never-ending journey, because there may be some situations on the way, it is likely that a dangerous mountain and a large lake can cut off people's way.

But for martial cultivators, as long as they don't encounter dangerous places or Jedi, there is always a way to pass, and among the thirty-six martial cultivators, there are still six spiritual stage martial cultivators.

A thousand miles a day, it is the speed of these people's travel, this speed can be very slow, but there is no way, thirty-six people, the cultivation is uneven, and they can't be fast if they want to.

It was another day of walking, and some martial cultivators who did not have the support of their body methods, the consumption of true yuan was extremely serious, and everyone stopped to rest.

"Peng Cheng, this son will accompany you to practice two hands!"

While others were resting and cultivating, Yu Bing called Peng Cheng over as usual.

"Brother Yu, I see that everyone is tired, let's not disturb everyone's rest!"

Peng Cheng seems to be discussing, but in fact he is begging for mercy, every time Yu Bing accompanies him to practice two hands, he is beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and after a few days, he has a psychological shadow.

"Don't talk nonsense, learn from each other, and improve together. Yu Bing said unhappily.

Nancy watched it funny and giggled, and he never got tired of watching such a show every day.

"But I'm really tired today! Otherwise, I'm only going to practice with Nancy today?"

Peng Cheng really didn't want to practice with Yu Bing, usually he was 'sparring' with Yu Bing first, and then with Nancy, today, he wanted to try it to see if he could bypass Yu Bing.

"Okay!"

Before Yu Bing could agree, Nancy jumped up, human sandbags or something, he liked it the most.

Peng Cheng felt happy in his heart, and even if he ran off the field, he went to fight with Nancy.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

After that, there was the sound of fists to the flesh, Nancy's fists, every punch could grin Peng Cheng's teeth, and Peng Cheng occasionally fought back, but he didn't dare to use all his strength.

"It's really masochistic!"

Chen Qiang looked at Peng Cheng, who was beaten every day, but his attitude was getting better day by day, and he secretly said in his heart.

"It's no surprise that I can open up four spiritual tricks again today. ”

After looking at it for a while, Chen Qiang began his daily cultivation, and over the past few days, he has opened up six more spiritual apertures, and the total number of spiritual apertures has reached thirty-six, and he has sensed the location of the four spiritual apertures, and then opened up these four spiritual apertures, and the total number of spiritual apertures can reach forty.

In this way, his cultivation will be able to surpass Peng Cheng, but it still can't be compared with Yu Bing and Shangguan Zhe.

Yu Bing and Shangguan Zhe reached the middle stage of the spirit aperture during the big martial arts competition, and now they are approaching the peak of the middle stage of the spirit aperture, if Chen Qiang wants to catch up with the cultivation of these two people, it is definitely not something that can be done in a short time.

"The golden eagle wants to break through!"

Chen Qiang, who was on the way to cultivate, was overjoyed in his heart after sensing the emotions transmitted by the golden eagle, and immediately stopped his cultivation, his figure flashed, and he was thousands of meters away, and released the golden eagle from the spirit beast bag on the spot.

Since he arrived in the Exile Desert, he has received the Golden Eagle into the Spirit Beast Bag to accelerate his cultivation, and now three months have passed, and the Golden Eagle is finally about to break through.