"Drink ......"

On top of a towering giant tree, a figure swept down like lightning, raised the heavy iron sword in his hand and slashed down at a giant python more than ten meters long below.

This figure is Mu Chen, the thick iron sword in his hand slashed down towards the giant python, only to hear the sound of "Zheng!", the giant python was caught off guard, its head was directly cut off, the blood flowed like an infusion, and a spar like a pebble jumped out.

"It's been ten days since I cultivated that Guiyuan Exercise, and sure enough, there are some effects, and my strength is a lot stronger!

Mu Chen wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead and said to himself, after taking a few deep breaths, he squatted down, picked up the spar and said: "The demon core is the crystallization of the demon beast's cultivation, refining it will also help my own cultivation, I have collected hundreds of demon cores in the past ten days, and I can exchange a lot of money for buying it in the market!"

Mu Chen has been walking in the valley for more than ten days, but the size of the valley has exceeded his imagination, and after walking for so many days, he still can't find a way out, but he has killed a lot of first-level demon beasts, and obtained a lot of demon cores, and his strength and combat experience have also improved a lot.

"Boss, there's a chick in front, who looks like a fairy, and we really earned it in this wilderness!"

Just when Mu Chen was about to sit down and rest for a while, a very excited voice sounded, followed by a few rude echoes, and gradually moved away.

"Anyone?"

Mu Chen's heart moved, after so many days of driving, he finally saw a figure, so he planned to go over to find out, and threw the iron sword and the burden full of demon cores behind his back, so he quickly followed.

Under a thousand-year-old tree, a young and beautiful woman with a slender figure cross-legged and her eyes closed, she sat quietly under the ancient tree, her green silk hung down like a waterfall, and her pale blue plain skirt could not hide her quiet, elegant and graceful nobility that was invisibly revealed.

In front of the woman, there were seven men who were as rough as hungry wolves, and their hot eyes were eager to swallow the woman in their stomachs.

"Xiao Ming, you did a good job, this chick is ten million times better than the girls we caught in the mountain village, and it is really like a fairy, when I return to the cottage, I will let my eldest brother reward you heavily!"

The stout man led by the seven swallowed a mouthful of spit, and patted a thin man with a sharp mouth monkey cheek beside him.

"Brother Tiger, it is the honor of the kid to serve you well!" the man with the sharp beak and monkey cheeks immediately smiled flatteringly.

"Haha, that's a good point, Lao Tzu just likes smart people like you, so let's wait until I go back to the cottage, my ten bitches who are ready to be aunts, you can pick one of them and go back to serve you!"

The big man known as Brother Tiger smiled, obviously extremely satisfied with Xiao Zhang.

"Then thank you Brother Tiger, thank you Brother Tiger!" Xiao Ming thanked again and again.

Brother Tiger slowly approached the woman, and said with a lewd smile: "Beauty, don't pretend not to hear, let the uncle cool down first, lest you return to the cottage, and the eldest brother will snatch you away again, hehe, I really earned it this time when I came out to hunt, it's really rare to see such a beautiful chick, at least I can taste it before the eldest brother!"

Listening to Brother Hu's heavy breathing and footsteps getting closer and closer, the pair of eyes as bright and transparent as autumn water on the woman's beautiful face slowly opened, and she calmly watched the other party come over, but there was no panic and fright eyes like ordinary women seeing perverts, and the eyes gradually became much colder.

"Stop!"

Just when Brother Tiger walked three meters away from the woman, a voice sounded behind the others, Brother Tiger was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, a thin young man walked out of the depths of the woods, his face was cold, and he was carrying a solid iron sword on his back.

"Stinky boy, Mao didn't dare to take care of the uncle's good deeds, isn't it looking for death!" Xiao Ming raised his eyebrows and scolded.

Mu Chen walked forward slowly, his dark pupils shrank slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Even if the hair is not full, if you want to get rid of these miscellaneous you pieces, it is a matter of moving your fingers!"

"Stinky boy, I'll cut your tongue off first, and see how hard you are!"

One of the one-eyed men licked his tongue, holding a dagger and was about to step forward, in his opinion, Mu Chen was just a fledgling child who didn't know the height of the sky, although his cultivation was almost the sixth layer of martial arts with him, but such a child with no hair was full, how could he be the opponent of a thief like him who licked blood on the knife edge? As long as he showed the dagger, the other party must be so frightened that his legs were weak!

But he absolutely underestimated Mu Chen, although Mu Chen's cultivation talent was average in the past, but after all, he was the son-in-law of a big martial arts family, he had cultivated martial arts since he was a child, and he could be regarded as experienced in a hundred battles in actual combat, and he was not lacking in combat experience, plus after experiencing Xiao Ling'er's betrayal and the fight with demon beasts for more than ten days, he had already been bloody.

Mu Chen's shot was extremely decisive, and when he saw the big man approaching, he stepped out, and his right fist suddenly stabbed out from his waist, with a faint light and shadow, like a whirlwind, stabbing at the opponent's throat at an elusive speed that was unfathomable to the naked eye.

The big man with the dagger obviously didn't expect Mu Chen's speed to be so fast, and before he could react, he was hit in his pharynx, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes were about to bulge out, and he fell to the ground in unwillingness.

"Big Bull!"

Xiao Ming shouted in shock, obviously not expecting that his brother would be killed in an instant.

Brother Tiger was also stunned, and immediately reacted, pulled out a pair of iron axes from behind his back and said: "This kid pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, he is not as simple as it seems on the surface, let's go up together and avenge the big cow!"

"Okay! Kill him to avenge the bull!"

The other five people echoed the chorus, and they also drew their respective weapons and approached Mu Chen.

Except for Xiao Ming, who was holding a double stab, the other four were all holding wide machetes, and two of them slashed towards Mu Chen first.

The figures of the five people are reflected in Mu Chen's pupils, only Xiao Ming's cultivation is slightly higher than the seventh layer of the martial body, and the other four are all above and below the sixth layer of the martial body, and it is not too difficult to deal with it, but Brother Hu, who has not yet made a move, does not know what his strength is, because Mu Chen can't see through his cultivation at all.

As the machetes of the two fell, Mu Chen's body was on one side, and his left leg immediately kicked out sideways, and when the man's knife was about to cut on himself, his foot had already touched his abdomen, and the man flew out directly, hitting a big tree hard. He fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, Mu Chen's left hand slapped out, glowing with a faint light, and hit the side of the other person's blade directly, deviating the direction of the slashed big knife, and then the kicked left foot was withdrawn, lifting his knee and hitting the man's ribs.

The man only felt a sharp pain in his ribs, his limbs were suddenly weak, and the machete in his hand was almost about to leave his hand, at this time, Mu Chen's fist burst out like lightning, and thousands of catties of force impacted his face, and the person's limbs left the ground, flew out directly, and fell out of consciousness for more than ten meters.

Mu Chen's martial arts is only the most basic practice of the Mu family, called Wuji Sanshou, which is a comprehensive "kicking, fighting, falling, and taking" comprehensive martial arts, and the body's "hands, feet, knees, elbows, and shoulders" can all be used as weapons in battle, and Mu Chen's series of combined actions just now are as smooth as flowing water in the same industry, and there are almost no flaws.

"Serial stabs!"

Xiao Ming's face became even heavier, showing that he didn't expect Mu Chen to be so tricky, and he didn't dare to be careless at first, and the double thorns in his hand stabbed out like a storm, and twenty-one thorns were stabbed out in an instant.

The shadows like a rainstorm continued to expand in his pupils, but Mu Chen still remained calm, and his feet retreated again and again, and every time he took a step back, his arm blocked once, and each block happened to slap on the opponent's thorn-holding wrist, cleverly dissolving the force of the stab.

After taking twenty-one steps back, Mu Chen suddenly stopped, clasped his hands on Xiao Ming's right arm wrist, and then turned around, and an over-the-shoulder fall knocked the latter to the ground.

Xiao Ming was caught off guard and fell hard, and he didn't react to the pain in his body, but he saw Mu Chen's body fall, and his elbow slammed on his forehead. I saw Xiao Ming's bloodshot eyes bulging, and blood flowed from his nose and mouth.