Zhang Chu carried the purple dragon on his shoulders and walked into the dark and damp mountain forest.

There are no roads in the mountains and forests.

Trees, rocks, shrubs, and vines are densely packed in the mountains and forests, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to walk in them.

Zhang Chu walked very easily.

The chilling body protection blade shrouded him within three feet of his body.

As he progressed, he silently wrung all the debris that stood in his way into crumbs.

Walking on flat ground.

Well.

If Zhang Chu doesn't become the leader of the Beiping League one day, even if he goes to work as a lumberjack, he will definitely become a rich man with his efficiency.

Deep in the mountains and forests.

The sharpness exuded by Jin Xing's vitality is getting stronger and stronger!

It feels like a sharp sword hanging above his head, which may fall at any time......

Such a strong sense of sharpness.

Zhang Chu was even more sure of his previous guess.

The vitality of the golden line scattered in this mountain forest is extremely high!

Otherwise, it would not have been possible to give him such a strong sense of danger!

"White Tiger, White Tiger ......"

Zhang Chu muttered softly, raised his eyes to identify the direction for a while, and walked in the direction where the vitality of Jin Xing was the strongest.

Over a steep mountain.

Wading through a stream where the surface of the water reflects the metallic light, and at a glance you can see that the heavy metal exceeds the standard.

Halfway up the second peak, Zhang Chu found half of the corpse with only white bones left.

Lower limbs.

The tattered pants can vaguely be distinguished as the standard dark pants of the Beiping League.

Zhang Chu pursed the corners of his mouth and punched out casually.

The strong force blasted a large crater several feet deep into the ground on one side.

He plunged the purple dragon knife into the ground, lowered his body and lightly picked up the corpse on the ground, carefully placed it into the big pit, and covered it with dirt.

In a short time, a rudimentary mound appeared in the middle of the mountain forest.

Zhang Chu stood in front of the mound, holding the purple dragon knife and was silent for a long time.

It wasn't until a strong wind rolled up in the mountains and forests that the surrounding trees rattled that he said lightly: "The men of the rivers and lakes go in all directions, where they are home, where they die, where they are buried, the green mountains in the world are the same...... It's not bad here, man, rest!"

He lifted the Purple Dragon Knife.

Turn around slowly.

I saw a big white cat, sitting on a big bluestone five or six feet away from him, tilting its head, looking at itself with interest.

The big cat's fur was so beautiful, with some bright black stripes, but it was white and glowing in the dim skylight.

But even if it is the most poisoned cat slave, when he sees this big cat in the wild, he will not have the idea of petting it.

Because it's too big!

The eyes are as big as a bell.

The head is as big as a bucket.

Sitting on the ground, he is more than a head taller than an adult man!

Zhang Chu was looking at it.

It is also looking at Zhang Chu,

Zhang Chu saw contempt and banter in those dark golden eyes that were as clear as amber......

This kind of look was seen by Zhang Chugang in Yuzun a few days ago.

You can't go wrong!

But compared to when Yuzun looked at Zhang Chu, Zhang Chu's hair stood on end.

The pressure on Zhang Chu from this big cat is almost nothing.

In this case, there are only two possibilities.

The first possibility is that it is too strong and too strong.

Zhang Chu's strength is so strong that he doesn't even have the qualifications to sense danger from it.

The second possibility is that its power is not strong enough to threaten Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu thought for a moment.

I think it's the latter.

If this big cat is stronger than the Qi of the Feng family that has sent away the Feng family for several generations.

How could Wu Laojiu be alive and peaceful?

Xu is eating people and eating smoothly these days.

Thought that all creatures that stand on two feet are food......

Zhang Chu picked the corners of his lips, slowly pulled out the purple dragon knife, and said, "Your mother didn't teach you, you don't have that strength......"

He burst out suddenly, and his figure swept out with the voice: "Don't pretend to be that force?"

In a flash.

The majestic dark golden sword light illuminated the gloomy mountain forest.

The white tiger suddenly jumped out to the side before the sword qi fell.

"Boom. ”

A huge dark golden sword aura fell.

The large bluestone the size of a horse-drawn carriage was blown into stone chips, the towering trees broke at the waist, and the dense bushes turned into powder.

"Roaring ......"

The white tiger roared, and a large amount of golden light poured out from its body.

The huge tiger body turned around and bounced up the moment it landed, and a huge golden tiger phantom was formed on the tiger body, pounced on Zhang Chu in mid-air.

A cloud of burning flame true qi exploded under Zhang Chu's feet, and his body forcibly turned around with the help of the power of the shock, the purple dragon knife, the power of the bearer Wan Jun, slashed at the white tiger that rushed over.

"Khooth. ”

The purple dragon knife shattered the phantom of the fierce tiger, and slashed at the curved tiger claws as sharp as daggers, making a loud sound of gold and iron clashing.

In the next second, the huge body of the white tiger was directly overturned by the power of Wan Jun pouring out of the purple dragon knife, and the two tiger claws that were quite "cute" grabbed in a panic and flew back.

Seeing this, Zhang Chu urged the true qi around his body to shake his hand and shoot out the purple dragon knife in his palm.

A flash of gold.

The purple dragon knife was like lightning, passing through the two tiger claws that were grabbed in vain, shooting into the heart of the white tiger, with a puddle of hot blood, protruding from the back of the white tiger and submerging into the dirt.

"Bang. ”

The white tiger screamed, slammed heavily on the ground, struggled a few times, and then did not move.

It's a strange beast.

Vitality is as strong as a wave.

But the Purple Dragon Knife, which was wrapped in the majestic Burning Flame True Qi, not only pierced its heart, but also wrestled its internal organs into pulp!

How can I live?

Zhang Chu landed on the ground and slowly walked to the tiger corpse.

Let's be honest.

On strength alone.

This white tiger can be called powerful.

Waiting for the four products to be idle can't take him unscathed.

And this white tiger took a knife from him, but he was only shocked back, and he didn't even break a tiger claw.

But no matter how powerful it is.

No matter how smart it is.

It's just a beast too.

And Zhang Chu is a martial arts master.

It is said that the biggest difference between humans and animals is that people can use tools.

And the warrior is the group that is the best at killing with skills in the entire human race.

What is the essence of martial arts?

Killing Technique!

Under the premise that the strength occupies an absolute advantage, if Zhang Chu kills a beast, he has to make a second move, and he really doesn't have to sit on the chair of the Xuanbei Martial Arts Alliance Leader......

Lose face!

Zhang Chu walked to the tiger corpse and looked at the white tiger that had lost its breath with an expressionless face.

After a few glances, he suddenly found that the blood gushing out of the white tiger's chest was also glowing with rich golden light!

It looks like melted gold liquid!

He wrinkled his brows and thought for a few breaths, maybe bent down and dipped his fingers in a little bit of still warm tiger blood and fed it into his mouth.

Gold Vitality.

It definitely doesn't match the Burning Flame True Qi he cultivated.

But it's not the same.

As long as we do not restrain each other, there is the possibility of coexistence.

Along the way of martial arts, there is no saying that you can only practice one kind of true qi.

It's just that practicing two true qi at the same time, one is that the exercises are not easy to find, and the other is that it takes several times the time and energy to achieve all of them.

Most of the Qi Sea Warriors chose to specialize in a True Qi and did not dare to be distracted.

If it is before being promoted to the fourth grade.

Zhang Chu would not have the idea of two true qi of his fellow practitioners.

Back then, under the Jintian Mansion, wasn't the cold qi that Zhang Chu obtained by devouring the blood of the Northern Barbarian White Wolf Lord forced out of his body?

Martial arts are difficult.

It's harder to fly.

It is still so difficult to cultivate a single True Qi, and it is still so difficult to practice the Hall of Fame.

How can there be extra time and energy to practice the second true qi?

The Qi Sea Realm is not the end of the martial arts.

No matter how many true qi you practice, as long as you haven't stood on the ground and flew into the sky, you are just a strong chess piece, let the flying grandmasters recruit them, and wave them away.

Now it's different.

The door of the Flying Heaven Realm has been opened to Zhang Chu.

He now has the time and energy to cultivate another True Qi, enhance his strength and heritage, and prepare for the Flying Heavenly Road.

Of course, the key is that the level of this white tiger's golden vitality is too high!

It was so pure that Zhang Chu felt that it was a shameful waste to watch this white tiger drain his blood like this!

If this white tiger's golden vitality can be directly transformed into a pure true qi comparable to the true qi of the burning flame...... Why not?

It just so happens that Zhang Chu has always felt that his strongest move "World Peace" is almost meaningless, if he can integrate a golden true qi to do that trick's keel, the power of World Peace will definitely rise!