Inside the passage, his eyes widened, and he glanced at Bu Fanchen and his three temporary companions fiercely, Wu Xiu closed his eyes extremely unwillingly, and collapsed to the ground.

After Bu Fanchen dropped the martial arts cultivator with the giant axe, he took the opportunity to distance himself from everyone again. wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, changed his breath, pulled the fist again, looked at the three people opposite him with cold eyes, and recounted his next target.

The short old man, with blue tendons on his forehead, and a fluctuating earth element force in his hand, his eyes narrowed, staring at Bu Fanchen. He said in a deep voice: "Mu Ji, you have also seen the strength of that person, if there are different people's hearts, I am afraid that we will all have to explain here today, I hope that your Stacked Thunder Soul Needle will not have the same error as before, it is good." ”

It's a good word, and the old man bites the word very hard.

The woman named Mu Ji, when she heard the old man's words, was silent on the surface, and thought in her heart: A man doesn't have a good thing, how could I not know what you meant just now, let me exchange my life for his serious injury. Now the other way around, I'm damned.

The fist intent penetrated the whole body, and the battle intent connected the mind, Bu Fanchen didn't give the three of them too much opportunity to think about it, stepped out, and rushed towards the three of them suddenly.

The three of them were also ruthless and reacted quickly. The martial cultivator with the stick swept forward with the long stick in his hand, and with one turn, the entire passage was covered with dozens of stick shadows, and no matter how Fan Chen dodged, he would be hit by a stick.

And after he found out that Bu Fanchen was the strongest physical cultivator in the legendary hand-to-hand combat, he decided not to let the other party get close, although his strength was suppressed to the congenital martial artist perfection, but relying on the cooperation of the long stick and Yuan Li in his hand, he could also play a good long-range attack effect.

The short and thin old man obviously knew this, and knew that he couldn't let Fan Chen get closer, and the earth yuan power in his body skyrocketed, constantly condensing in front of his arms, blocking in front of Wu Xiu who was holding a long stick, buying him time to use his skills.

The woman who lost her long sword did not dare to cast the stack of thunder soul needles continuously, for fear that the yuan power would be consumed too quickly. Immediately, his feet stepped on the ground, and his slender body flicked into the air, constantly throwing out silver needles, just wanting to cause some trouble to Bu Fanchen.

In the face of the continuous stick shadow, Bu Fanchen was indeed a little helpless. But the fist is in front of him, how can he not know the truth of not retreating.

When approaching the stick shadow, he chose the weakest place of the stick, raised his left hand high, directly resisted a stick, and at the moment when the opponent's long stick did not fall, he hurriedly walked forward, and the transparent strength was directly reflected between the old man's arms through the fist, and both sides took eight steps back.

The old man was shocked because of the impact and pain between his arms, while Bu Fanchen was shocked because the opponent's arms were too strong in defense.

Without stopping for half a moment, Bu Fanchen deceived himself again, and the three of them also reformed their formation in a moment.

In this way, seven back and forth, Bu Fanchen was swept a few sticks every time he made a breakthrough, plus he was occasionally stabbed a few times, although the injuries he suffered every time were acceptable, but after seven times, the green robe he bought at the ferry was already very torn.

As he advanced, some blood would flow out of the wound, and Rao was a warrior, and he was a little unbearable. Of course, this also made him understand the weakness of physical cultivation, which is extremely difficult to get close to each other, and it will only be worse if he meets spiritual cultivation.

Compared to the beginning, the short old man was obviously more seriously injured, his arms were already bloody and fleshy, and the bones of his hands were faintly leaking. And the bearer of the stick is no better than that, because the quality of the long stick is not very good, so it has been cut off a little. The main thing is that his hands are constantly shaking, the tiger's mouth is cracked a large gap, and the blood is dry and wet where he holds the stick.

The best situation among the three is Makuhime, but Yuan Li is a little unanswered.

Seeing Bu Fanchen pulling up the fist again, the old man no longer had that stable state at the moment, and said eagerly: "Miss Mu, if we die, you can't live alone, and if you don't show your real skills, I'm afraid Brother Xu and I will do something before we die." ”

"Hmph, you can't do it when I do it, don't you need time to reply if you perform it once?, or are you two going to make me a weak woman and trade your life for your life?" asked the woman named Makuhime rhetorically.

The old man's expression was shocked, his eyes were slightly dark, and now he asked her, but he didn't dare to attack, so he had to quickly explain.

Bu Fanchen punched many times, several people have worn off his fist spirit, although he was not lightly injured, but he has not been able to use all his strength, mainly a few people do not let him get close at all, so the effect of practicing boxing is a lot, but it is not much.

After finding out the situation of the three of them, Bu Fanchen pulled out the boxing fight again, ready to end the fight.

Behind him, the swarthy young man who had previously enlightened walked out slowly, knowing that it was Bu Fanchen who was blocking a few people, but he didn't say too much, and still said indifferently: "Keep the two points, there will be a better chance later." With that, he turned around and walked slowly inside.

Hearing the young man's words, Bu Fanchen smiled helplessly at the three of them, put away his fists, shrugged his shoulders, and turned to catch up with the young man.

The three people in the passage looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do for a while, but the young man had indeed left, which made the tense nerves of the three relax a lot.

After the atmosphere solidified for a while, three wisps of killing intent slowly rose in the hearts of the three of them, and the old man and Wu Xiu were almost about to make a move, so that the curtain girl who was supposed to die with Bu Fanchen would die.

Makuhime didn't want to kill these two beasts who used themselves as bait, but because of the injury, neither side was absolutely sure.

But for a moment, the three of them looked at each other and laughed like nothing, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, and then teamed up together, cautiously walking towards the passage, the ruins are so big, there must be a lot of treasures, the strength is not enough, pick up the leaks, and then meet Bu Fanchen who seems to be harmless to people and animals, just hide away.

It's just that when leaving, the old man also walked to the side of Wu Xiu with an axe, and punched down, directly shocking his eyebrows, making him really die, and then putting away all the valuable objects on his body.

Even a novice like Bu Fanchen may not know that that Wu Xiu is just in shock, not really dead, and the old man makes up for that punch, which is the real end of Wu Xiu.

Mixed in the rivers and lakes all the year round, they can't leave themselves hidden dangers, it is a fact that they didn't save him just now, but his death didn't have much effect.

The wall that was blocked in the passage had already fallen on the passage by itself, and the figure facing the starry sky above was naturally taken away by the young man.

Behind the wall is a huge hall, in the hall there are coffee tables of different sizes, the north side of the coffee table is placed on the elixir, the south is the weapon, it seems that the quality is not very low, this hall is connected to nine passages, indicating that there is another cave inside.

Bu Fanchen's heart moved slightly, looking at the valuable treasure in front of him, the greed for money that the treasure hijab had transmitted to him, and he was urging him in his heart to hurry up and harvest it as soon as possible.

At this time, the silent young man spoke again: "My body is cultivated, and many things outside the body are like chicken ribs. ”

Bu Fanchen thought about it carefully, realized something, and walked straight to the young man, but it was not because of the young man's words that he realized, but simply felt that there was something better in it, so he left simply.

Not long after they left, the trio who arrived first discovered this hall, and after making sure that the young man's physical cultivation was not there, they let go of their hands and took their favorite treasures, among which the pills were the most.

After all, they don't have storage rings, they only carry shrink bags with them, and they can't hold too many things, such as weapons.

Soon, they heard a rush of footsteps in the distance, and the three of them hurriedly chose a passage to leave, if they guessed correctly, it was the group of people who came down from the middle of the mountain behind, and their group of four was a loose cultivator who had been hiding on the side from the beginning. Since there was no group, everyone had to form a team temporarily, but even so, they didn't dare to be blatant, and they just followed behind the group from a distance, which led to them being able to rush back from the small mid-mountain as soon as the two of them entered the passage.

Following the swarthy young man, Bu Fanchen and they passed through two halls one after another, and the things inside became more and more valuable, but the young man didn't seem to see it, and his eyes didn't fluctuate in the slightest for these good objects, but Bu Fanchen, every time he passed through a hall, he didn't take much, he quietly took one or two eye-catching things, and hurriedly caught up with the young man's footsteps, otherwise he would definitely get lost in it.

Unlike the wide avenue just now, the corridor that the swarthy boy was walking through now was extremely narrow, barely able for two people to walk side by side, and this corridor was extremely dark, which was extremely important to people's minds.

The further it goes, the greater its gravitational field becomes, Rao is a young man's physique, at this moment, he can only walk slowly step by step, and the steps behind him are even more exaggerated, he can only bend his legs and move slowly.

Turn a corner, nine meters ahead, there is a small circular hall, different from the outside hall, there is only a small round table in the small hall, there is a quaint, old wooden frame on the small round table, and the wooden frame quietly holds a white transparent crystal. The crystal didn't seem to be extraordinary, except for being transparent and beautiful, it didn't even leak half a cent of energy fluctuations, but all along, the indifferent and calm swarthy young man couldn't keep calm after seeing the crystal, so Bu Fanchen knew that it was definitely not ordinary.

Dragging his feet, he stepped through the curve step by step and walked into the position nine meters from the entrance of the small hall.

Peng's voice, one step away, its gravity is actually a hundred times the difference, his legs can't bear that kind of weight, and he knelt directly on the ground. There was before, but it was not obvious, but at this moment, in his brain, there was a huge force pulling in four directions, one left and one right, one front and one back, making him extremely painful. Not only that, but due to the distortion of his position, he hallucinated in his mind.

Hongyu, his parents, Ye Bohong, the grandfather in the dream and others, their bodies condensed in front of their eyes, and then they were crushed by the force field, which made him extremely uncomfortable. Although the subconscious knows that this is an illusion, the distortion of his mind weakens his dominant consciousness, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

The swarthy young man four meters in front of him was under much greater pressure than Bu Fanchen at the moment, and the whole person had been pressed to the ground, but he still continued to move forward, and the resoluteness of his eyes was terrifying.

Bu Fanchen had fear in his heart for the second time, and he remembered that the first time was when he was at the beginning of his martial arts, when he was split by the soul cloud, it was the fear of death.

Feeling the strangeness coming from his body and mind, in his subconscious, Bu Fanchen hurriedly used the Yuan Force in his body to try to relieve the pressure, but no matter what kind of Yuan Force he had, no matter how desperate he tried, he couldn't transport half a step out of the dantian. Yuanli takes the dantian as the boundary, and forms a confrontation with the external force field to achieve a balance. Only the most unskilled life and death qi seemed to be unaffected by the force field, and autonomously surrounded the two Taichong points of Bufanchen Baihui and the instep.

Bu Fanchen, who got the buffer, hurriedly ran the Shangqing Sutra to keep his mind clear, fortunately, he and the young man were not deeply involved in the world, and his mood was pure, otherwise he would never be so relaxed, of course, ease refers to Bu Fanchen's consciousness gradually waking up, but the pain from his body and mind has not decreased by half a point.

As for the swarthy boy who was about to walk to the small hall, he carried it through the whole process with his will and physique, and it was obvious that he would not have too many similar experiences before.

Looking at the resolute figure in front of him, the emotion of unwilling to admit defeat easily in the dream was stimulated, Bu Fanchen's heart was full of fighting spirit, and the unyielding heart was beating powerfully, giving him a steady stream of input energy, even if the teeth biting his lip had been stained red with blood, he resolutely moved his body to move forward.

The swarthy boy crawled to the small hall, his whole body was already dark red, it was the result of the cells in his body being suppressed to the extreme and thus congested, he did not reach for the transparent crystal that was close at hand, but rolled to the left of the small table and stopped.

With the loss of time, Bu Fanchen is also getting closer and closer to the small hall.

In the outside world, a fierce battle broke out in the first hall, and when they saw those pills and weapons that were at least sixth-grade, everyone was red-eyed, after all, ordinary martial arts sects didn't even necessarily have the corresponding fifth-grade weapons, let alone sixth-grade weapons?

Besides, everyone still has some martial arts cultivators in the late stage of martial arts, and finally came to this place where everyone cultivates consistently, and their hearts are naturally emboldened, whether you are martial arts or not, after the fight, you are talking about things, if anyone dares to be arrogant, then first form a group to destroy him.

Later, as Gu Jianqiang and others arrived with the highest combat power and the largest number of people, the chaos that was about to end became lively again. Those who had previously snatched things fled early and took refuge.

And at this time, the three of them who were originally scattered, after wandering around in the passage for a long time, found the second hall in turn with the fastest Makuhime, and saw a higher-level weapon, which naturally lost all the belongings of the whole body, and replaced them all, similar to the behavior of langurs moving corn, which is also human nature.

Although Gu Jianqiang and the others also had excitement in their eyes, they surprisingly did not snatch it, but instead stepped directly into the passage and continued to go deeper.

Bu Fanchen, who climbed to the small hall, had already overflowed three strands of blood from the corners of his mouth one after another, and he did not have the tough physique of a swarthy young man, and there were already a lot of blood streaks on the surface of his skin.

Due to gravity and continuous overexertion, his eyes could only be opened slightly, and he could barely see the young man at the round table, trying to adjust his breathing, Bu Fanchen really had no spare strength, so he simply stopped moving, working hard to run the Qing Sutra, and tried to recover his physical strength, which was also the only advantage he had over the young man, and he could recover very slowly.

The boy apparently noticed this, and still struggled to bear the pressure, treating the pain as nothing, as if it were a machine without sense.

When Gu Jianqiang and the others in the outside world saw the seven-grade pills and weapons in the second hall, they were finally no longer calm, they were just martial arts sects, and they had been able to withstand the six-grade treasures of the martial king level before, because they knew that there were better ones, and they didn't want to miss the opportunity too much, but the monarch-level weapons and pills in front of them were still stable, no matter if there was a better one in the back, they had to fight for it in front of them. So a big war broke out there. I saw that he alone relied on a big sword, and he actually fought five people alone, and he still had the upper hand, and he was in a similar situation, and the rest of the people were all good hands who could fight with one enemy.

Three incense sticks passed, the swarthy young man slowly opened his eyes, staring at Bu Fanchen, who had recovered a lot in the distance, and with a loud cry in his mouth, there was a sound of bone dislocation in his body, and he actually knelt directly on one knee and half-stood up.

Bu Fanchen looked at the young man who was slightly taller than himself, he saw a clear light in his eyes, it was an invincible atmosphere, the battle intent in his heart poured into his limbs, the fist intent flowed outside his body, and the strength in his body was sharply concentrated, directly liquefied into the element. There was a roar of rage, and he was half-kneeling like a young man.

At the round table, one black and one white, one left and one right, two body cultivators were in the small hall, obviously less than the actual combat power of ordinary five-year-old children, and their momentum simply pulled out the style of the grand master's duel.

When the momentum of the two sides reached its peak, and when they were about to start the battle, Bu Fanchen suddenly grinned, and slowly crawled out of the passage like a reptile.

The moment he looked at Bu Fanchen, the young man felt a strong war intent, and he was naturally waiting for this moment, but later he understood the latter's meaning in Bu Fanchen's smiling eyes. No longer hindered, let the latter go, turned his head to look at the transparent crystal, grabbed it in his hand, and suffered a great deal of pain alone.

Bu Fanchen, who climbed to the bend outside the passage, was extremely relaxed at the moment after experiencing the pain and pressure inside, and the operation of the Shangqing Sutra became more and more proficient.

Lying in the passage, hearing the occasional small hoarse sound from inside, Bu Fanchen rarely leaked a smile.

The fighting spirit on his body did not decrease but increased, blocking the passage, and once again blocking the person for that person.

The first time he helped him was because he deliberately slowed down on the grassland, and the second time was because he had the crystal of the power spring at his fingertips, but he had to wait for him to climb to the small hall, and then he knew that he could recover, and then he had to wait until the two of them were almost recovered before getting up and preparing for battle.

Although the swarthy boy just wanted to prove his invincible Dao heart, he was not afraid of all enemies at all.

is willing to wait for him, probably because in the heart of the young man, the way of invincibility has never been afraid of latecomers, and even gives latecomers a chance, which is not only to prove invincible but also surprisingly confident.

Of course, the boy also did it, from beginning to end, even if he recovered a lot more than him, he never feared, this is the invincible heart of the body cultivation, no wonder the boy was born in a state of mind, and he never needed to be in harmony with the heart of the way.

But you think so, I can't just do that, I have a lot of affection. As for the crystal, for some reason, he knew that it was extremely beneficial to his physical cultivation, but he was not moved at all, and he just crawled into it because he didn't want to be a coward.

Three hours passed, and the boy finally fused the original crystal, closed his eyes and slowly repaired his injured body, while Bu Fanchen, who had recovered most of the time, ran in and pocketed the round table without shame, and his fighting spirit towards the young man was growing from beginning to end.

It was also at this time that Makuhime stumbled to the last hall with her injured body in tow, and walked directly in the direction of the small hall with only a deeper passage.

After that, about half an hour, people continued to rush to the first hall.