(This chapter is to fulfill the promise of increasing the collection~ I hope book friends can continue to support Wendao~)
Wow!
In front of Wang Chen's left, the dense bushes suddenly made a strange noise.
Accompanied by a low roar, a bloody tiger the size of a calf suddenly jumped out, carrying a gust of fishy wind, opening its huge mouth and biting towards Wang Chen.
"Humph! Looking for death!"[
Facing the bloody tiger that was attacking, Wang Chen's expression was rippled, without any panic, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly.
The next moment, the membranes all over his body were tense and the muscles were stretched. One by one, large blue and black tendons appeared vaguely. The energy and blood in his body was gushing. Strong force erupted from the soles of his feet, transmitted layer by layer, and reached his arms in an instant.
Keng!
With a swish, a green iron spear suddenly appeared in Wang Chen's hand, let out a soft roar, and stabbed forward violently.
This green iron spear was carried by Wang Chen from the weapon rack in the bluestone house before leaving Gun Fist Peak. It has been tempered for thousands of times. Although it is not a magic weapon, it is already very powerful compared to ordinary weapons.
Even compared to the red copper sword that Wang Chen obtained by killing the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, it is not far behind.
Back in Hongshan Town, in order to figure out how to use boxing to move energy, Wang Chen had practiced spear skills. Although he was not very good, he was still useful against enemies.
Therefore, before entering the Great Wilderness Mountains for training, Wang Chen also prepared a green iron spear.
After all, you will encounter many dangers during the training. Wild beasts are extremely ferocious. In many cases, you will not be able to win by relying solely on your physical body, and you may even fall into danger.
This was the case with the bloody tiger that Wang Chen encountered at this moment.
Ding!
The green iron gun glowed with cold metallic light, and suddenly collided with the sharp claws of the bloody tiger. It actually erupted into the sound of gold and iron, and the two even rubbed against each other, causing sparks to fly out.
The claws of this blood tiger are as hard as fine iron, and when colliding with the green iron spear, they are not inferior at all.
Instantly, Wang Chen's expression became solemn: "I'm afraid this blood tiger is not a ferocious beast. Its physical body is powerful, its qi and blood are strong, and it is like a furnace fire. It is at least a savage beast that has reached the seventh level of a warrior!"
In Taixuan World, barbarian beasts know the way of cultivation just like humans. According to rumors, barbarian beasts who have cultivated to a certain level can transform into human form and become barbarian demons.
Therefore, thousands of years ago, the cultivation realm of savage beasts was unified with that of humans.
The moment the green iron gun in Wang Chen's hand collided with the bloody tiger, he felt a powerful surge coming from him. Although he quickly shook his arm to remove most of the force, his body was still affected.
He took several steps back before regaining his balance.
"This strength is probably close to 800 kilograms..."
Wang Chen's eyes flashed slightly, and he mentally estimated the strength of the bloody tiger in front of him: "However, the savage beast has strong energy and blood, and is innately stronger than humans. Naturally, it is also more powerful in the cultivation of the soul. If this beast is killed,
The life essence that a bloody tiger can transform into by devouring its soul must be extremely rich."[
In the past few days, Wang Chen had been walking in the ancient forest, killing ferocious beasts, devouring souls, and slowly strengthening his body.
However, he did not forget to practice boxing.
He had already mastered the Barbarian Elephant Condensation Fist and practiced it to the best of his ability. As Wang Chen expected, he used the spirit of the Black-scaled Barbarian Elephant to control this boxing technique and mastered it very quickly.
Dacheng is extremely skilled in using it.
The power is unpredictable.
However, Wang Chen also discovered that after his strength increased to 650 kilograms, his progress began to become slower and slower. Now, after practicing the Barbarian Elephant Condensation Fist for dozens of times, he may not be able to increase one kilogram.
"In the past few days, I have made continuous breakthroughs in my cultivation, and I have practiced the Barbarian Elephant Condensation Fist. I am afraid that the talents I improved at the beginning have been exhausted. If I don't think of ways to strengthen them, half a year later, let alone being promoted to an inner court disciple, will I be able to be outside?
Dominating the court is a problem."
Thinking of this, Wang Chen's expression became more and more serious, his eyes were filled with cold light, and as he stared at the blood tiger, strong murderous intent gradually emerged.
Roar!
However, before Wang Chen could counterattack, the blood tiger had already roared and pounced towards Wang Chen again. As the bloody mouth opened and closed, the snow-white fangs flashed with a cold light, and the huge tiger claws sliced through the air, faintly
Makes a strong roar.
The strong wind blew against Wang Chen's face, and the black hair on Wang Chen's forehead suddenly rose up.
"The black-scaled savage elephant is as motionless as a mountain!"
His face suddenly became solemn, and his eyes flashed with light. Wang Chen instantly visualized a huge black-scaled elephant in the depths of his mind, standing tall against the sky, surrounded by billowing green energy, majestic and unpredictable.
Immediately, Wang Chen lightly shook the spear in his hand, then suddenly swayed, holding the gun with both hands, his muscles tensed, and using a strange posture, he exerted force and suddenly directed the green iron spear towards the blood tiger.
At this moment, Wang Chen was as tall as a mountain, and his whole person exuded an eternal and powerful aura.
Roar!
A trace of fear flashed across the blood tiger's huge eyes, but even though it was immediately covered up by the strong bloody murderous intent, he roared, without stopping, and continued to attack Wang Chen.
boom!
With a muffled sound, the blood tiger, which was about the size of a calf, was actually blown away and hit a towering ancient tree. It let out a low roar of pain and fell to the ground. It looked at Wang Chen warily and stopped moving rashly.
Wang Chen suddenly made a sudden move, and suddenly used this move that he had inexplicably comprehended, and it had a special effect.
Not only did he completely neutralize the huge force of Xuehu's strike, he even repelled the force. Adding to Wang Chen's own fist strength, he even knocked Xuehu away in an instant.
"While you are sick, I will kill you!"
His eyes suddenly condensed, and he noticed that the left front paw that the blood tiger had waved just now was shaking unnaturally. Wang Chen suddenly shouted loudly in his heart, and immediately stepped on the ground with his soles, creating a shallow hole, and the whole person was like an arrow.
, arrived in front of Xuehu in an instant.[
laugh!
The green iron gun in his hand suddenly pierced, tearing the air, and headed towards the bloody tiger's head.
This time, if it were hit, even with the vitality of a savage beast, there would be no way to survive.
Roar!
The Blood Tiger suddenly let out a roar, and the loud sound was like thunder, shaking the ancient trees on both sides to a rustling sound.
Immediately, the blood tiger's big spine rose and fell like a big dragon, and the muscles all over its body tensed and condensed. Wang Chen could clearly see that there were faint tendons emerging under its hair.
Ding!
Wang Chen's eyes flashed as the blood tiger swung out its other front paw again, its sharp claws instantly resisting the green iron spear, making a sound of gold and iron, and sparks erupted from the friction.
A strong force suddenly passed through the green iron gun to Wang Chen's arm, causing his body to stagnate slightly and the movements of his hands to slow down.
But at the same time, the blood tiger also staggered slightly, and its right forelimb was slightly unstable, which was obviously affected by the injury.
"snort!"
Seeing this, Wang Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and revealed a sneer. The muscles around his body were full of strength, and his blood was gushing. His whole body was shaking around the blood tiger. The green iron gun in his hand was as fast as lightning, violently piercing and tearing.
Air.
Ding ding ding ding!
This bloody tiger is indeed close to the eighth level of the Samurai, with a strength of nearly 800 kilograms. Both physical strength and reaction speed are extremely sharp.
Although his right forelimb was previously injured by Wang Chen's "Mountain-like" attack and was now unable to fight against the enemy, his left forelimb alone had been able to withstand the stabs of the green iron spear in Wang Chen's hand.
And its strength has not diminished at all. Every time it swings its claws, it has a powerful force of nearly 800 kilograms.
Time passes slowly...
Wang Chen carefully controlled the consumption of his body's energy, constantly adjusted his breathing, and faintly absorbed the essence of heaven and earth in the air to replenish his own consumption. Although he was still unable to make ends meet, he greatly reduced his consumption of energy.
Wang Chen has been surrounding the blood tiger and stabbing the green iron spear continuously for as long as a stick of incense.
Now, the strength of the bloody tiger's claws has gradually decreased, and his breathing has become much heavier.
His right forelimb is now almost unable to move. The damage to his forelimb caused by Wang Chen's previous blow has gradually erupted, causing qi and blood to stagnate and not flow smoothly.
So much so that when the blood tiger fought, its explosive power began to decrease.
Because no matter whether humans or beasts, the muscles and bones of the whole body are actually related to each other.
This blood tiger's right forelimb suffered a hidden injury. Every time it exploded with strength, it would be faintly affected. Gradually, its strength steadily declined until it could no longer withstand Wang Chen's killing move.
"die!"
A compelling light flashed in his eyes. He caught the blood tiger's right forelimb shaking and his whole body swayed slightly. Wang Chen suddenly burst out with all his strength. On his arms, the muscles were knotted, the veins were bulging, and there were layers of terrifying strength.
Pass it on and explode instantly.
Poof!
With a muffled sound, the green iron spear suddenly penetrated the blood tiger's eyebrows, and immediately Wang Chen lightly shook the spear, mincing the blood tiger's head.
Whoosh!
There was a slight flash of light in Wang Chen's eyes, and a thought flashed through Wang Chen's mind. Suddenly, in his eyes, a mass of head-sized pure white light appeared on the blood tiger's body, as if it had materialized into his Dantian.
The life essence of this bloody tiger was instantly swallowed by the Heaven-Eating Dao Jing.
Pulling out the green iron gun, Wang Chen didn't stop. He moved and suddenly ran forward. In an instant, he disappeared among the many towering ancient trees and died.
Now that Wang Chen had gone deep into the Dahong Mountains, there were a lot of wild beasts. He killed the bloody tiger, and the blood flowed out. The bloody smell easily provoked a large number of wild beasts.
Killing the blood tiger consumes a lot of Wang Chen's physical strength. If a few savage beasts of the sixth and seventh levels of warriors come here at this moment, I am afraid he will be in a rage.
For safety reasons, Wang Chen quickly left the place.
…………
After Wang Chen left the half-stick incense, the sound of branches and leaves being moved suddenly came from the quiet ancient forest.
Swish, swish, swish!
The next moment, three young men suddenly appeared in front of the corpse of the bloody tiger with its head exploded and blood flowing out.
The leader was dressed in a blue brocade robe, with a handsome face, and his eyes were shining brightly when he opened and closed them.
It was none other than Qinghong Academy, the third master in the outer academy, Zhao Haifeng.
The two young men following him were both disciples of the outer academy who had reached the seventh level of warriors, and were the confidants trained by Zhao Haifeng. After responding to Luo Qinglei's request, Zhao Haifeng did not stop and immediately led people to chase him out of Qinghong Academy.
Among Zhao Haifeng's two confidants, the shorter young man was very good at tracking. Therefore, even though Wang Chen had already left Qinghong Academy a long time ago, after a few days, the three of them discovered Wang Chen's whereabouts and followed them all the way.
come over.
"Senior Brother Zhao, this bloody tiger died not long ago, and the blood that has not drained out in the body is still warm. Then Wang Chen must not have gone far yet!"
A tall young man with a white iron sword on his back squatted down, touched the body of the blood tiger, then turned to look at Zhao Haifeng and said.
"Chase!"
Zhao Haifeng's expression did not waver at all, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he uttered one word coldly.
Whoosh!
The next moment, his whole body was full of strength, his feet stepped on the ground, and his figure was like a sharp arrow, and he rushed into the ancient forest in front of him. In a few breaths, his figure was almost invisible.
Seeing this, the two young men looked at each other and said nothing nonsense. They burst out with physical strength and quickly followed...