The Immortal Fist is different from the Xuan Ming Finger and the Flame Palm, its essence is endless, one punch after another, although the power is not as strong as the Xuan Ming Finger, but the victory lies in the continuous attacks, which is enough to make the enemy feel desperate.

Moreover, this fist technique combined with Wang Feng's Ancient Demon Body, the power that erupted was enough to overshadow the Xuan Ming Finger and the Flame Palm.

Therefore, Wang Feng was very excited.

"With this fist technique, coupled with the strength I have now, I can completely compete with the powerhouses of the True Spirit level. Wang Feng's eyes were suddenly full of confidence.

At this moment, he finally felt his strength, unlike when he was suppressed by Bai Yan, he almost couldn't stand up.

"Bai Yan, now, even if I don't have to rely on the mountain, I'm not afraid of you. Wang Feng sneered in his heart, he felt that he was one step closer to the road of revenge.

"By the way, it's been almost half a year since I left Shenwu Mountain, and the Inner Gate Dabi should be about to start. Wang Feng suddenly thought of something.

In Shenwumen, the status of the inner disciples is very high and belongs to the foundation of Shenwumen, so at the end of each year, Shenwumen will hold an inner door competition.

Moreover, the top 10 in each Inner Gate Competition are rewarded very generously.

This can not only be famous, but also get rich rewards, and will also get the key cultivation of the Shenwu Sect, which naturally attracts countless inner disciples to go crazy.

Wang Feng is no exception, he has long been looking at the first place in this inner door competition, if he wants to mix in this immortal cultivation world, he must compete with others, and it is impossible to achieve anything in low-key cultivation.

"I became an inner disciple this year, and next year I must become a true disciple. Wang Feng thought secretly.

Next, Wang Feng began to recover from his injuries with all his might, and in addition to cultivating every day, he drank some monkey wine to make his injuries completely recovered in a short period of time.

During this period, Purple Blood brought him important news, that is, there were many immortal cultivators looking for his whereabouts in the 100,000 Great Mountains.

It's all for the monkey wine he gets, and of course, there are those who seek revenge on him.

After all, Wang Feng killed a lot of people at the beginning.

Among them, the most important person is Zhao Qianhua.

According to Purple Blood, the Zhao family where Zhao Qianhua is located is a big family in Zhenshan City, and there are strong people at the true spirit level in the clan, and their power cannot be underestimated.

And Zhao Qianhua is the strongest genius of their Zhao family's generation, and it is very likely that he will be promoted to the True Spirit Realm and become another pillar of their Zhao family.

And now, this genius was actually killed by Wang Feng, and they naturally won't give up.

Not only that, Zhao Qianhua is also an inner disciple of the Sword Gate, the Sword Gate originally had a grudge against the Shenwu Gate, this time Wang Feng actually killed the inner disciple of the Sword Gate, and they naturally would not give up.

Therefore, now there are people everywhere outside looking for Wang Feng's whereabouts, and there are more than a dozen powerhouses at the True Spirit level.

"Wang Feng, how are you recovering from your injuries now?" Purple Blood asked with some concern, one or two True Spirit Level powerhouses, she didn't care yet, after all, her strength was also very strong in the True Spirit Level, but now there were more than a dozen True Spirit Level powerhouses outside.

Two fists are no match for four hands, let alone a dozen.

Wang Feng smiled when he heard this: "It's okay, my injuries have completely recovered, and now we can leave the 100,000 Great Mountain." ”

"But those people out there?" Purple Blood hesitated.

Wang Feng sneered, "Are they even stronger than that man-eating tree?"

When Purple Blood heard this, she immediately thought of the scene where Wang Feng fought against the Cannibal Tree, to be honest, she was very shocked in her heart, Wang Feng was able to compete with the powerhouse of the True Spirit level by virtue of the cultivation of the second layer of supernatural powers, which was really shocking.

However, thinking of those people outside, Purple Blood still said worriedly: "Those scattered cultivators are okay to say, although they have stepped into the realm of true spirits, they have not cultivated medium-grade supernatural powers, and their strength is not very strong. But the Zhao family's Zhao Dahong has cultivated a medium-grade supernatural power, and the true disciples of the Sword Sect are all the same. ”

"Since that's the case, it's even better, you and I will join forces to kill a few loose cultivators first, just to set an example for chickens and monkeys. Wang Feng sneered.

"But I think Zhao Dahong will definitely unite with the true disciples of the Sword Sect. Purple Blood worried.

"Hehe, don't worry, don't forget, we can also borrow a knife to kill. Wang Feng smiled, then leaned closer and said something into Zixue's ear.

Feeling the heat blowing from Wang Feng, Purple Blood's face turned red, but when he listened to Wang Feng's plan, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"That's a good idea, but I'm afraid that it will implicate us at that time. Purple Blood nodded, then said with some concern.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you plan it well, this time it's just a good lesson for them, hum!" Wang Feng snorted coldly.

At that moment, the two left the cave and parted.

Wang Feng went to the Flame Mountain alone.

That's right, it's Flame Mountain, although there are no immortal cultivators here who dare to come, after all, the five true spirit level powerhouses have failed to join forces at the beginning, let alone others.

Moreover, the monkey wine was almost all stolen by Wang Feng, and the little bit left was not enough for them to fight against a crazy flaming monkey king.

Therefore, when Wang Feng came to Flame Mountain, there was no trace of immortal cultivators here, only the Flame Monkeys were cleaning up everywhere and rebuilding their homes.

"Speaking of which, these monkeys are also quite unlucky!" Wang Feng thought secretly, but in order to complete the plan in his heart, he still had to use this Flame Monkey King.

At that moment, Wang Feng took out some monkey wine, changed into a white robe, and then let out a loud shout, and smashed the bottle containing monkey wine towards the cave where the Flame Monkey King was.

"Click!"

The wine bottle was suddenly shattered, and the monkey wine that was spilled on the ground, and the strong aroma of wine suddenly spread in all directions.

Some of the flame monkeys immediately chirped, and even many of them chased after Wang Feng, but their strength was too low, and they were killed by Wang Feng with a single sword.

But at this time, the roar of the Flame Monkey King came from the cave, and it was obvious that he had already smelled the aroma of monkey wine, as well as the warning sounds of the flame monkeys.

Wang Feng felt the earth shake, and knew that it was the Flame Monkey King who rushed out of the cave, so he smiled coldly and flew in one direction.

The next moment, the tall figure of the Flame Monkey King rushed out of the cave and chased after Wang Feng and screamed.

Wang Feng didn't bother to fight, picked up his speed, and flew forward.

The Flame Monkey King followed closely behind, a pair of fierce eyes, staring at the white-clothed figure flying in front of him, his face full of anger.

......

A familiar cave, this is the cave where Wang Feng and the others first entered the 100,000 Mountains and encountered the attack of the Golden Lions.

At this time, three figures descended from the sky, they were Purple Blood and Zhao Dahong, and there was also a true disciple of the Sword Sect.

"Purple-blooded girl, did you say that Wang Feng is here, but there is no one in the cave?" Zhao Dahong Lingshi leaned into the cave, and then frowned.

Purple Blood said lightly: "I saw him here before, I think he should go out now, but now that many people are looking for him, I think he will be back soon." ”

"Purple Blood Girl, I'm curious, since you found him, why didn't you catch him on the spot?" The true disciple of the Sword Sect looked at Purple Blood with a fierce gaze.

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Dahong also looked at Purple Blood with a vigilant face.

Purple Blood said lightly: "I can't afford to provoke the Shenwu Sect, and I won't interfere later, but when you kill Wang Feng, the monkey wine must share some of me, which is my reward for leading the way." ”

When the true disciple of the Sword Sect heard this, his eyes suddenly softened a little, and he nodded and said, "It should be." ”

As soon as the words fell, a white figure flew from not far away, and in the blink of an eye, it came to them.

"Wang Feng!" purple blood suddenly shouted.

The true disciples of the Sword Sect and Zhao Dahong immediately looked at Wang Feng in unison, two pairs of eyes, shooting out four fierce gazes, and the murderous aura suddenly exploded.

Wang Feng hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Two, I am willing to hand over the monkey wine." ”

"Do you think we'll let you go if you hand over the monkey wine?" Zhao Dahong said with a cruel smile, and was about to make a move, but was stopped by the true disciple of the Sword Sect.

He said coldly: "Wang Feng is your acquaintance, as long as you hand over the monkey wine, I can guarantee and spare your life." ”

Zhao Dahong was immediately angry when he heard this, but thinking of the identity of the other party, he immediately endured it, thinking, if you spare his life, I won't.

Wang Feng showed a strange smile in his eyes when he heard this, and then took off the white robe on his body in public, and then took out a bottle of monkey wine.

Zhao Dahong and the true disciple of the Sword Sect immediately stared closely at the wine bottle in Wang Feng's hand.

"This is monkey wine!" Wang Feng said, suddenly throwing the wine bottle in his hand towards the true disciple of the Sword Sect, and at the same time roared: "Flame Palm!"

"Boom!"

Countless fire elements gathered and formed a huge fiery red palm, which slapped towards Zhao Dahong and the true disciple of the Sword Sect.

"Look for death!"

Zhao Dahong and the true disciple of the Sword Sect were immediately shocked and angry, and they all shot out and blasted towards the Flame Palm.

The terrifying attack instantly shattered the wine bottle full of monkey wine, and countless monkey wine spilled down, all stained with the clothes of Zhao Dahong and the true disciple of the Sword Sect.

Moreover, at this time, a terrifying blood-colored sword slashed from behind them, making them feel a chill in their backs.

"Purple Blood Girl!" The True Disciple of the Sword Sect stared at the Purple Blood who had attacked them in disbelief.

"Stinky girl!" Zhao Dahong yelled angrily.

It's a pity that in order to deal with Wang Feng's attack just now, they didn't expect their 'companions' to betray themselves.

So much so that in a hurry, they could only barely hold up the True Yuan shield, and were injured by a knife of purple blood, spurting out a mouthful of blood, looking a little wolf.

"Let's go!" Seeing the purple blood stabbing Zhao Dahong and the others, Wang Feng suddenly let out a loud cry and shot towards the trees in the distance.

Purple Blood had already prepared, and after splitting this knife, he also got into the mountains and forests.

Zhao Dahong and the True Disciple of the Sword Gate just wanted to chase after them, but they felt the earth tremble, and a tall figure with flames all over his body jumped out of the woods and fiercely struck at them.

"Flame Monkey King!"

The faces of the two suddenly changed greatly.

At the same time, they thought of the monkey wine that had been poured on them, as well as the white robe that Wang Feng had worn before, and they immediately guessed Wang Feng's conspiracy. R1148