Chu Yang stepped forward and took out the black wolf's core, and then absorbed it directly.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Yang clenched his fists and murmured: "My current strength is probably equivalent to that of a fifth or sixth level Xuan Master. Even a seventh level like Lin Yuan should be able to fight!"

Thinking this way, he smiled.

But just as he was about to move on, he suddenly heard someone next to him calling for help.

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Yang decided to go over and take a look.

Passing through the jungle, Chu Yang saw a woman in white kneeling on the ground with a look of horror on her face.

Most of the clothes on her body were broken, and the spring light suddenly appeared, but there was a bloody sword mark on her arm.

In front of the woman, stood a man in black with an arrogant expression. He looked at the woman in front of him with a lustful expression.

"Please, let me go..."

The woman looked desperately and helplessly at the man in black begging for mercy.

But the man in black had a face full of joking: "Stop talking nonsense, I'll take care of it quickly. You still have things to do!"

With that said, he pounced on her and started tearing off the woman's clothes.

"Ah, no!" the woman screamed.

She quickly said: "This is Wuji Sword Sect. If you do this, these three elders will definitely not let you go!"

However, the young man in black sneered: "Elder? I'm sorry, my master is the elder!"

The woman's expression changed when she heard this, and she looked at him in surprise: "Are you the Feng Long who was accepted as a disciple by Elder Zhou Tong?"

"Hey, it's good to know!"

After saying that, Feng Long directly stuffed the clothes he tore off into the woman's mouth, making her unable to make any sound.

"Hmm..."

A whimper suddenly burst out from the woman's mouth.

"Don't worry, I guarantee you will be happy!"

Feng Long sneered, then moved his hands toward the pair of snow-whites.

"Let her go!"

Suddenly, Feng Long's body trembled, and the place where he had just stood up went soft.

"Who is it?!"

He immediately turned around with a furious look on his face.

The speaker was none other than Chu Yang.

"It's actually you!"

Seeing Chu Yang, the anger in Feng Long's eyes became even stronger.

He glared at Chu Yang and said in a ferocious voice: "Okay, okay, I haven't even gone to find you, but you actually showed up at my door. I will kill you today!"

Chu Yang frowned when he heard this: "Do you recognize me?"

"Not only do I recognize you, I also want your life!"

He saw Chu Yang's portrait yesterday and naturally recognized it, but he didn't expect that the other party actually came to him and tried to harm him.

This made him instantly angry.

After saying that, Feng Long stepped heavily on the ground with his right foot, causing cracks on the ground. He suddenly rushed in front of Chu Yang and punched him down at the same time.

When Chu Yang saw this, he turned to one side, and the force of the opponent's punch landed heavily on a big tree on his left.

"Bang!"

This punch actually punched a hole directly through the big tree!

And Chu Yang also sensed the other party's cultivation level, the sixth level of Xuan Master!

Only a little weaker than Lin Yuan before!

Suddenly, Chu Yang seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes turned cold: "You are Zhou Tong's disciple. Did he ask you to kill me?"

He seemed to have heard someone else say it when he was in the square before, and since the other party was approaching menacingly, he had some guesses.

"Hey, since you know, why don't you commit suicide quickly!" Feng Long sneered again.

After confirming, Chu Yang's eyes were filled with ice. He stared at Feng Long and said, "You and that old dog Zhou Tong are not qualified to kill me!"

"You are looking for death!"

Feng Long was furious again.

He flipped his palm, and a sharp long sword suddenly appeared.

Then a cold light flashed, and a passionate sword roar sounded. The opponent stabbed out with a long sword, directly taking out Chu Yang's heart.

Seeing this, Chu Yang did not hesitate.

Dragon Shadow Sword, unsheath!

While Kankan dodged the opponent's sword, Chu Yang also swung his sword and slashed towards the opponent's throat.

Feng Long's heart tightened when he saw this. He didn't expect Chu Yang to react so quickly, but he still struck out with his sword again.

"Qiang!"

The two sharp swords collided together for the first time, and brilliant stars and fire showers flew out.

"Um?"

Looking at Chu Yang who only trembled, Feng Long's face showed a trace of surprise: "It turns out there is something."

He is at the sixth level of the Mysterious Master, while Chu Yang is only at the ninth level of the Mysterious Master. The gap is huge. Logically speaking, the opponent should not be able to catch his sword.

Chu Yang directly taunted: "You, the elder disciple, are nothing more than that!"

"I'll tell you to be tough!"

Feng Long suddenly became furious, the black energy of the sharp sword in his hand surged, the invisible sword power made a trembling sound, and he attacked forcefully.

"Flying Star Kill!"

Seeing this, Chu Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw his knees bend, and then his arms suddenly exerted force.

"Instant Shadow Slash!"

"Qiang!"

The two swords destroyed each other again, and a surge of profound energy shook out. Even though Feng Long attacked quickly and fiercely, Chu Yang still did not fall behind.

Although Chu Yang's profound strength is not as strong as Feng Long's, his strength is enough to make up for the gap between the two sides.

"Damn it!"

At this moment, Feng Long's expression was rather gloomy.

He didn't understand why he couldn't win against a boy who couldn't even reach the Xuan Master level?

After being unable to attack for a long time, he became more and more irritable inside.

"This sword will send you to hell!"

"Wow!"

In an instant, Feng Long used all his strength to activate the profound energy in his body, and a strange red line appeared on his body, and the sharp sword in his hand turned crimson.

"Star Flame Slash!"

"Die!"

With a loud shout, Feng Long swung his sword to kill Chu Yang, and his sword struck like a fiery snake.

The heat wave bullied his body, but Chu Yang was not afraid at all.

He held the Dragon Shadow Sword tightly with both hands and slashed it down with the same sword.

"Sweep across thousands of armies!"

The bright sword light flashed away, and their killing moves collided again.

"Qiang!"

There was a burst of fire, a surge of profound energy, and then two figures retreated at the same time.

I saw that Feng Long, who was at the sixth level of Xuan Master, turned pale, and there was blood dripping from the hand holding the sword...

On the other hand, even though Chu Yang was knocked back a few steps, he was much better than Feng Long!

Immediately afterwards, Feng Long shouted angrily with a ferocious face: "Boy, you forced me to do this!"

After saying that, he actually took out a red pill and swallowed it.

Feng Long's body trembled, and the dark energy he had just consumed was instantly replenished, and he became even more violent!

Chu Yang showed disdain when he saw this: "If you can't beat me, why do you take drugs?"
To be continued...