Chapter Seventy-Five: Descendants of the Sage

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An hour later, all the young warriors of the Nine Counties in Lingxi entered a dangerous mountain range, and although it was only the periphery of the Heavenly Demon Ridge, they could still hear the howl of the brute beasts at any time.

Fifteen hundred and thirty-seven young warriors were like a handful of sand thrown into the sea, and after a few moments, they all disappeared.

"You are a cultivator of the Xuanji Realm Small Pole Rank, and you must hunt forty second-order inferior brute beasts in order to pass the first round of exams. Aren't you in a hurry at all?" Zhang Ruochen stepped on the fallen leaves with his hands behind his back and glanced at Zi Qian, who was walking in front.

Zi Qian's figure was tall, holding the ancient sword in both hands, staring at the towering ancient trees around her, and said, "How tiring is it to hunt forty brute beasts? Wouldn't it be faster to hunt those young martial artists of the Sifang County and snatch their beast eyes?"

Zhang Ruochen stared at Ziqian deeply and said, "You must know that this mountain range covers a fairly vast area, and all the martial artists are distributed in all directions, how easy is it to find the martial artists of the Quartet County?"

Zi Qian said: "I have my own way!"

Suddenly, Zixi's ears moved slightly.

With a bang, she turned into a purple afterimage, flew out, and passed a distance of more than thirty zhang.

"Wow-"

Her arm shook, and a sword light flashed in her hand, stabbing into the ground.

Underground, there was a scream of a brute.

A fountain of blood gushed up from the ground.

Just as the blood was about to reach her arm, her fingers turned, and she moved her steps, retracting the sword from its scabbard at a swift pace.

The whole process takes place between the electric light and flint.

Out of the sword, stabbing the sword, closing the sword, in one go, without any fancy and without the slightest drag.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed, staring at Zi Qian, and secretly said in her heart, she had cultivated her sword intent to the realm of the middle level of the sword with her heart, and it seemed that she was not far from the high level of the sword with her heart!

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen stepped on the ground with one foot, and called the true qi through the soles of his feet to hit the ground, and with a bang, the earth and rocks cracked, and the corpse of an iron-armored man-eating rat the size of a basin was shaken out of the ground.

Iron-clad man-eating rats, second-order inferior brute beasts, their whole body is covered in scales, their teeth are three inches long, and they are as sharp as blades. Because it eats a lot of food and can eat one live person at a time, it is called a man-eating rat.

Ordinary martial artists in the early stage of the Xuanji Realm, if they encounter iron-clad man-eating rats, they are estimated to have not reacted yet, and they are attacked by iron-clad man-eaters from the ground and bite off their legs.

A warrior, if both legs are bitten off, is basically a dead end, and it is impossible to escape.

Zi Qian's sword just pierced the neck artery of the iron-armored man-eater, and it was extremely accurate.

"The purple girl has such a great sense of hearing, and the iron-armored man-eating rat can't hide her ears from the underground more than thirty feet away. Zhang Ruochen really felt incredible, and was secretly vigilant in his heart, Zi Qian's origin seemed to be unusual, and she was definitely not a loose cultivator.

Without rigorous training, it is impossible for a martial artist in the small pole position of the Xuanji Realm to have such a powerful sense of hearing.

"Everyone has their own secrets, nothing is too big. Your Royal Highness the Ninth Prince, you can even catch a poisonous bee needle, you must have a secret that no one knows, right?" Zi Qian asked tentatively without leaving a trace.

Zhang Ruochen naturally couldn't tell the secrets of the space realm, so he just smiled faintly and nodded lightly.

"Huh!"

Zi Qian held the sword in her hand, and with a wave of her arm, she gouged out the two eyeballs of the iron-armored man-eating mouse. She used a half-foot-long box to put away the two eyeballs.

You must know that a martial artist of the small pole position of the Xuanji Realm must hunt forty second-order inferior brute beasts to pass the exam.

It was impossible for the warrior to take all the corpses of the forty brute beasts away, so he could only gouge out the eyes of the iron-armored man-eating rats to prove that he had hunted the brute beasts.

Zi Qian also dug out a small piece of walnut-sized spirit meat from the body of the iron-armored man-eating mouse.

That piece of spiritual flesh, only one or two weights, the whole body was snow-white, crystal clear, without the slightest smell of blood, but exuded a faint fragrance.

She held the spirit meat, glanced at Zhang Ruochen, and asked, "My cultivation has reached the small pole of the Xuanji Realm, eating one or two more spirit meat can't help me improve my cultivation, leave it to you!"

After speaking, she threw the spirit meat in her hand to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen was not polite, caught the spirit flesh, and swallowed it directly.

The spirit flesh was swallowed, and it was quickly digested completely.

Zhang Ruochen felt that his spirit had become very full, his whole body was full of strength, the meridians in his body were completely relaxed, and even the speed of true qi flow was a little faster.

Zi Qian walked in front and said as she walked: "A martial artist who has just entered the early stage of the Xuanji Realm can break through to the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm by taking almost three catties of spiritual flesh. ”

"You can become the number one on the Yellow List in the Yellow Extreme Realm, and your martial arts body will definitely far surpass the martial artists of the same realm, and if you want to break through the realm, you will consume more resources. You estimate that you will have to eat five catties of spiritual meat to break through to the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm. ”

Zi Qian thought that Zhang Ruochen had just cultivated to the early stage of the Xuanji Realm, but she didn't know that Zhang Ruochen had reached the peak of the early stage of the Xuanji Realm.

Zhang Ruochen estimated that even with his current realm, he would have to eat at least ten catties of spiritual flesh before it was possible to break through to the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm.

His martial body is even more powerful than Zi Qian imagined.

Suddenly, Zi Qian stopped, squatted down slightly, stretched out two slender jade fingers, picked up a broken leaf, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it slightly, her face showed joy, and said: "It is the breath of a warrior from the Sifang County, and he passed by here a quarter of an hour ago." This leaf was trampled by him. ”

Zhang Ruochen asked, "Have you learned the secret art of tracking?"

"Learned a little. Zi Qian said.

Zhang Ruochen said again: "How do you know that it is the breath of the martial artist of the Sifang County?"

Zi Qian said: "Last night, when you were cultivating in the martial arts, I infiltrated the martial artists of the Sifang County and recorded all the breaths of the six hundred and sixty-seven people in the Sifang County. ”

"You can distinguish all the breaths of six hundred and sixty-seven people, even a martial artist in the Heavenly Extreme Realm does not have such an ability. Zhang Ruochen said.

Zi Qian said, "You don't believe it?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Unless you are a descendant of a sage, with the blood of a sage flowing in your body, and after strict training, it is possible to have such a powerful sense of hearing and smell. ”

Zi Qian said: "You are really right, one of my ancestors was once a sage. It's a pity that after the death of the ancestor, the family quickly declined, and now, I am the only one left in the entire family. ”

Zixi said half-truthfully.

"I see. Zhang Ruochen nodded lightly.

If Zi Qian was really a descendant of a sage, it would indeed be possible to cultivate a special physique and possess some strength beyond ordinary people, which would not be surprising.

Zi Qian and Zhang Ruochen sped up and chased forward, trying to catch up with the warrior of the Four Directions Realm.

Zi Qian is a cultivator of the small pole of the Xuanji Realm, and her speed is naturally very fast, reaching thirty-six meters per second.

What she didn't expect was that Zhang Ruochen's speed was not much slower than her, reaching about thirty-four meters per second, closely following her.

"It's so powerful, the cultivation in the early stage of the Xuan Extreme Realm is so fast. If he reaches the small pole of the Xuanji Realm, he will definitely be faster than me. Zi Qian's heart secretly said.

The speed of an ordinary martial artist in the small pole position of the Xuanji Realm is almost thirty-six meters per second. However, Zi Qian was much faster than an ordinary Xuanji Realm martial artist, but she had reservations in front of Zhang Ruochen and did not use full speed.

Soon, they caught up with the young warrior.

That young martial artist was fighting a second-order inferior brute beast.

Zhang Ruochen stopped and looked into the distance, "Sure enough, he is a martial artist of the Quartet County, his cultivation should have reached the late stage of the Xuanji Realm, and he is definitely a strong man." ”

Zhang Ruochen had some images of that young martial artist, who was one of the young masters among the martial artists of the Sifang County.

Zi Qian's five senses are indeed very powerful, far beyond ordinary people.

Zhang Ruochen can only compare with her by using the power of martial spirits and exerting the space realm.

The battle ended quickly, and the young warrior of the Sifang County Kingdom cut off the neck of the second-order inferior brute beast Silver Dragon Lion with a single sword, and gouged out the two eyeballs of the Silver Dragon Lion.

The young martial artist of the Sifang Territory pinched his two eyeballs, his face was full of joy, and he said to himself: "I have collected two more eyes, plus this silver dragon lion, I have already killed three second-order inferior brute beasts." ”

Suddenly, he seemed to be aware of it, and quickly put away the two brute beast eyeballs, lifted the three-grade true martial weapon-level battle knife, and said in a deep voice: "What person? Don't you get out immediately?"

Zhang Ruochen walked out.

When the martial artist of the Quartet County saw Zhang Ruochen, his face showed a look of ecstasy, and he laughed: "The Ninth Prince of the Yunwu County Kingdom? Haha! It's really good, I didn't expect my luck to be so good." ”

Zhang Ruochen said: "You need to be so happy to see me?"

"Your Royal Highness the Ninth Prince, you don't know yet, Prince Huo Xing has already offered a price, as long as he kills you and carries your head, he can go to him to exchange for a fifth-order true martial weapon. You now know how valuable your head is, don't you? You now know why I'm excited, right?" said the warrior of the Quartet Realm.

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, and said, "Are you so confident that you can kill me?"

The martial artist of the Quartet County laughed even louder and said, "You can defeat Shen Mengxi with one move, but I can kill Shen Mengxi with one move." You must know that I am a martial artist in the late stage of the Xuanji Realm. ”

Zhang Ruochen said: "Since this is the case, let's fight!"

"Since you are so confident, then I will let you know how big the gap is between the early stage of the Xuanji Realm and the late stage of the Xuanji Realm. ”

The warrior of the Quartet County injected his true qi into the war knife in his hand, and immediately activated the five inscriptions in the battle knife, and a layer of red flames emanated from the blade body.

He swung his sword, and a wave of heat poured out of the blade, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground.

"Whoa!"

Those fallen leaves actually burned automatically, like a rain of fire suspended in the void.

Pieces of flame leaves gathered together, forming a fire dragon, surging towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen put one hand behind his back, and the palm of the other hand condensed a thick true qi, and slapped it out with one palm, creating an invisible wave of qi.

"The brute elephant returns to the field!"

The dragon is like a palm, the third palm.

Under the influence of the palm force, the fallen leaves on the ground also flew up, swirling in the air. Hundreds of leaves, converging in the shape of a five-meter-tall elephant, surged towards the opposite side. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.