Wang Chuan kept moving in one direction, and met several groups of people on the way.

Although he is famous, not many people really know what he looks like, so there are many people who do not know whether he is alive or dead, and they attack him.

In the end, naturally, you can't escape a death.

Among the people encountered, there were several people whose body realm had also reached the copper skin and iron bones, and their strength exceeded that of ordinary people.

However, in front of Wang Chuan, it seems that it is a little insufficient.

With the strength of the proximity to the hundred bulls, he beat those people to death, and his perception of the Rock Shattering Fist also reached its peak.

Sitting cross-legged under the tree, Wang Chuan's eyes were slightly closed, digesting the perception just now.

These tall tree roots only like the qi of gold and iron, and are not interested in the qi of other heaven and earth.

Wang Chuan, who didn't have anything of gold and iron on his body, would not cause Gao Shu to attack even if he stood on a tree.

It didn't take long for me to open my eyes and breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's a pity that today's Rock Shattering Fist is only one kick away from breaking through the Dacheng realm. Wang Chuan clenched his fists and muttered softly.

"If there is another battle, I will definitely be able to break through!"

Standing up, Wang Chuan identified the next direction and walked forward again.

Directly turned into a bolt of lightning and shuttled through this jungle.

On the way, he found a few gray fungus elixirs, which he picked and threw into the Qiankun bag.

Even if you don't know what it is, you can't just let it go.

Another hundred-year-old elixir was found in a shrub, and Wang Chuan carefully picked it off and put it in the Qiankun bag.

Along the way, the thousand-year-old intermittent grass was not found, but the elixir was received a lot.

"The Valley of Flowers is worthy of being the Valley of Flowers, and taking two steps is an elixir. ”

With a sigh, Wang Chuan was about to leave again.

As soon as he left, he heard a loud bang not far away, and the strong wind even reached Wang Chuan.

"It's so strong, who is fighting?" Wang Chuan said in his heart.

Walking in the direction of the movement just now, after a while, he saw two people not far away, constantly fighting.

The two fought very fast, and ordinary people couldn't see their work clearly, but this was not a problem for him.

These two people, one of whom was a disciple of the Tianwu Sect, dressed in white clothes, was recognized by Wang Chuan at a glance.

That day, the disciple of the Martial Sect, who was close to thirty years old, was holding an ordinary wooden stick, and all kinds of stick techniques were displayed by him.

There is no gold and iron on the wooden stick, so naturally it will not be limited by this place.

So here, people who use sticks as weapons are even more like fish in water.

After all, many people can't use weapons, and their strength will drop significantly, but they are not disturbed here, so it can be said that they have taken advantage of the location.

Wang Chuan looked at the breath on his body, powerful but had a sense of oppression, he must also be a strong man in the Baoyuan Realm, after entering the Valley of Flowers, his strength was suppressed to such a realm.

The other person looked like a casual cultivator, nearly forty years old, at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm, and his body was dressed in tatters.

There is no trace of suppression on his body, it is the realm of genuineness.

With such strength, he was able to fight with the disciples of the sect whose strength was suppressed, and even faintly gained the upper hand, which surprised Wang Chuan.

You must know that the disciples of the sect are basically crushing the scattered cultivators, and few casual cultivators can go through ten moves under the disciples of the sect who have accumulated huge resources.

And that loose cultivator didn't just insist on being undefeated under the opponent's hands, but had a tendency to suppress the opponent, how could he not be surprised?

Watching the battle carefully, his expression of surprise also changed to shock.

The opponent's means of fighting can be said to be extremely desperate.

You can't use weapons, but under the stick of the disciples of the Martial Sect that day, you are fighting for your life.

The opponent's attack, he didn't even look at it, his hands were like sharp blades, and he approached the opponent's middle door.

In this way, the disciple of the Martial Sect had to draw a stick to defend that day, which was also the reason why the disciple was suppressed.

The reason why he dared to do this was because the disciple had a strong stick technique, but he didn't dare to fight hard, and he fell in momentum.

In addition, it has to do with the person's body.

The body realm of that scattered cultivation was not inferior to him in the slightest, and even a few points stronger than him.

Wang Chuan estimated that the other party was only half a step away from being able to completely enter the realm of 100 bulls!

Moreover, the other party is much stronger than Wang Chuan in terms of the quality of aura.

After all, he still uses the intermediate exercise method of mixed yuan qigong, and in terms of quality, he is naturally not comparable to those people.

"Sure enough, in the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, there are still many people who hide the dragon and crouching tiger. Wang Chuan shook his head and sighed.

But he only sighed, and didn't think that he was inferior to the other party.

Because of the sigh, the slight movement was heard by the two who were fighting.

After making a move, they each retreated and looked in the direction of Wang Chuan.

"That fellow Daoist, I am Zhu Jun, a disciple of the inner sect of the Tianwu Sect, quickly come to help me and eradicate this evil cultivator!"

Hearing this, Wang Chuan was shocked.

The name of the evil cultivator is not known to him.

Cultivators are also divided into good and evil.

A monk in the world, as long as he cultivates the Dharma and uses the aura of heaven and earth as the basis to pass the heavenly barrier, he can be called a monk of the righteous path.

And in this world, there is another kind of monk, who does not absorb the aura of heaven and earth in their cultivation, but uses living beings as the base and cultivates evil skills to improve their realm.

A living soul is a life.

It is said that to become an evil cultivator, you don't need to pass the Heavenly Barrier, nor do you need a spiritual root, you only need blood to sacrifice living beings.

The more blood sacrifice creatures, the stronger the talent to become an evil cultivator.

Moreover, the cultivation of evil cultivators is also related to living beings.

It is said that as long as you kill more creatures, the faster your realm will improve.

There are even some evil cultivators who specialize in torture and killing to improve their realm.

He had heard that in ancient times, there were evil cultivators who committed great treachery and evil, and the blood sacrifice was exchanged for the blood sacrifice of tens of thousands of people, in exchange for a talent comparable to that of the earth spirit root.

At first, many people didn't pay attention to this matter, but after a year, when that person became a powerful man, everyone had to pay attention.

No one expected him to grow up so fast.

At that time, the righteous path gathered thousands of strong people to encircle and suppress him.

After losing most of the strong people, he finally killed them.

From now on, as long as there is an evil cultivator, no matter how high or low the realm is, several strong people will join forces to appear and kill that person, and they will trace back to the source.

It can be said that evil cultivation and righteousness are incompatible.

Although Wang Chuan is a person from the Shanhai Dart Bureau, he is also the right way and can distinguish right from wrong.

He was extremely disgusted by this kind of evil cultivation, the way of killing other people's lives to increase his strength.

If that loose cultivation was really an evil cultivator, he didn't need to shout at that Zhu Jun, he himself would not hesitate to make a move.

It's just that Wang Chuan didn't see that the person was an evil cultivator.

Although the other party shot ruthlessly, it was still the right way, but the strength was a little stronger.

"Don't listen to this disciple's nonsense!" The other person snorted coldly and scolded angrily: "I just found a century-old elixir, he saw it, and asked me for it, but I refused to give it, so I robbed it." ”

"Now you can't beat me, you still have to call you to help me and slander me as an evil cultivator!" The more the man spoke, the more angry he became, pointing at Zhu Jun and scolding bitterly: "I think you sect disciples are evil cultivators, and you are some chickens and dogs and thieves!"

"You are looking for death!" was scolded like this, Zhu Jun was suddenly furious, but he didn't do it in a hurry.

Because not far away, Wang Chuan has not left yet.

Glancing at Wang Chuan's direction, Zhu Jun disdainfully spoke, "If Your Excellency is greedy for life and afraid of death, it is better to retreat quickly!"

With that, he picked up the stick and struck it again at the scattered cultivator.

Wang Chuan didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the two, but when he heard the other party's tone, it was obviously an agitated tone, and he was not angry, so he turned around and was about to leave.

His reputation in the Tianwu Sect and the Bixia Sect is not very good, and staying here will only make him more unjustified.

Feeling the meaning of Wang Chuan's departure, the sword spirit root in his body suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterward, an extremely strong hostility permeated from it, directly filling Wang Chuan's mind.

It is a kind of hostility that never stops when encountering a great enemy of life and death.

This will, which occupied Wang Chuan's mind, directly made him lose his thinking, and a pair of eyes stared at the loose cultivator, and a heavy murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

This murderous intent, without the slightest concealment, emanated directly from his body.

The surrounding area was surrounded by this icy killing machine, and the temperature plummeted, like a wax moon in the middle of winter, and the biting cold wind.

The two also felt this strong murderous intent and separated again.

The two of them were shocked, staring in the direction of Wang Chuan, their faces extremely solemn.

In the field of vision, I only saw Wang Chuan slowly walking out of the woods, his eyes as cold as substance.

"Wang Chuan?" Zhu Jun recognized him instantly, but his tone was full of doubts.

Although he hadn't really seen Wang Chuan, he had also learned about his appearance and strength from the sect.

The person in front of him had exactly the same appearance and aura as Wang Chuan, but the momentum emanating from his body felt even stronger than when he faced the elders of the sect.

However, as a powerhouse in the Baoyuan Realm, his realm is suppressed, but his momentum will not be suppressed.

"It turned out to be you just now, no wonder you were sneaky!" Zhu Jun's tone was not good, and he reprimanded sharply: "Since you are not willing to help, why do you have to show up now!"

These words were full of momentum, but they couldn't overshadow Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan didn't look at Zhu Jun, his eyes stared straight at the loose cultivator.

The murderous intent in the eyes is self-evident.

Seeing the murderous intent in his eyes, the casual cultivator smiled and said, "What does Your Excellency mean by this? I have never seen Your Excellency, nor have I ever offended Your Excellency, why did you kill me?"

didn't answer the other party, but the fluctuation of the aura on his body became more and more violent.

"Haha, evil cultivator, now I see that you are not punished!" Seeing Wang Chuan like this, Zhu Jun was overjoyed and pointed at the other party to speak.

Without waiting for Zhu Jun to finish speaking, Wang Chuan turned into lightning and took the lead in attacking and killing the scattered cultivator.

The hands gathered the strength of the whole body, and the killing move broke the heart and slammed out.

Feeling the power of Wang Chuan's fist, the loose cultivator was shocked and didn't dare to use the same fighting style as he had done against Zhu Jun before.

The same use of the whole body strength, gathered on the palms, and launched in unison.

The fists and palms intersected, and there was a roar, and the air that blew out was forbidden, almost knocking over the turf on the ground.