The old man with the goatee was finally frightened. He quickly extinguished the flames of the two wounds and retreated. He waved his sword with all his strength to crush these vulnerable but endless magics. These seemingly vulnerable magics
Once the amount of magic increases and the speed increases, it becomes everyone's nightmare.
"Um?"
The old man with the goatee suddenly sensed the aura of some martial practitioners in the distance. He was overjoyed and immediately changed direction, running backwards while resisting the steady stream of magic.
Du Xuan naturally understood the intention of the old man with the goatee. He had already sensed the auras of the martial cultivators. It was only now that these auras were so close that the old man with the goatee could sense them.
Based on his aura alone, Du Xuan had no idea whether the other party was a disciple of the Tang Gang or a ranger. But even the ranger, under the instigation of the old man with a goatee, would most likely target Du Xuan, who was just a demon cultivator. Therefore, Du Xuan
Naturally, Xuan couldn't let the old man with the goatee run off to meet them.
Whoosh!
Twenty wind-breaking feathers suddenly condensed into shape, and the flames covering them whirred while flying at high speed, but they would not go out.
The power of these twenty breaking wind feathers was obviously not as good as any of the previous ones, but their speed was much faster. In the blink of an eye, they reached the back of the old man with the goatee. Moreover, these breaking wind feathers almost blocked him.
In every direction he dodges, there are figures of Po Fengyu within a three-foot radius.
Swish!
The old man with the goatee turned around and counted his swords, easily smashing the five broken wind feathers blocking his way. Then, with a few deft dodgers, he dodged several more broken wind feathers that were grazing his neck.
call!
Suddenly, the surrounding air became bitingly cold, as if the air had lost its fluidity and turned into ice droplets. With a whoosh, a black figure suddenly appeared in the sight of the old man with a goatee, scaring him almost subconsciously.
Then he swung his fatal sword at the black shadow, intending to cut it in half.
This black figure was naturally Du Xuan. Taking advantage of the moment when the old man with the goatee had to withdraw to resist Po Fengyu, Du Xuan had already caught up with him and rushed to his side.
There was a bang, not an explosion, but a huge pressure from the magic in the sky, which seemed to explode in the heart of the old man with the goatee.
Phew!
Amidst countless clanking and clashing sounds, there were several subtle sounds of flesh being torn apart. On the tip of the goatee old man's broad-edged long sword, there were already drops of blood, solidified blood drops.
The old man with the goatee was overjoyed, but the joy disappeared instantly before he could even take a breath. The entire old face suddenly froze, and the helpless feeling that all the strength in the body was drained was reflected in the face that slowly turned pale.
, the already sunken eyes were now full of fear and unwillingness.
This was Du Xuan's life-threatening move.
When the old man with the goatee was forced to withdraw to resist Po Fengyu, Du Xuan quickly approached, and at the same time, he immediately unleashed a sky full of magic to kill the opponent. Even the Golden Turtle, Red Python Formation and Ruyi Feng were delayed for a moment before they were cast. Just because of this
Use magic at close range to hit the opponent.
Naturally, the magic that filled the sky couldn't be blocked by the old man with the goatee in one or two moves. His whole body was riddled with holes, and there was no chance of survival. However, Du Xuan's lower abdomen was also cut open by the broad blade.
A bloody mouth.
This bloody mouth was caused by the edge of the broad-edged long sword, not the light of the sword. The edge of the sword crushed through three formations of golden tortoises and red pythons and a ray of wishful wind, and it was under the condensation of all things at its peak.
, it hit Du Xuan's lower abdomen. If Du Xuan hadn't retreated with all his strength, his whole body might have been split into two by the broad-edged long sword.
After killing the old man with a goatee with all his strength, Du Xuan completely ignored the wound on his lower abdomen, but was filled with excitement because he finally killed a Dharma realm martial artist.
Although Du Xuan could also feel that this old man was probably not as good as the Shawang Zongfa Dao realm martial artist he met in the Kongtong Mountains, it was still a big breakthrough.
Whoosh!
Five figures fell around Du Xuan, surrounding him.
Du Xuan squinted his eyes and looked around, scanning the five pairs of eyes full of confusion and confusion. In their eyes, lying on the ground was an old man, a martial arts cultivator, a martial artist with a higher level of cultivation than them.
cultivator. And the only one standing was actually a demon cultivator.
"Did you kill him?" The only woman among the five who was wearing a simple gray robe looked at Du Xuan and asked with her eyebrows raised.
Du Xuan sneered, not paying attention to the five people in front of him at all. Although he was still injured, he asked without answering: "Are you my disciples of the Tang Clan?"
"Are you a disciple of the Tang Clan?" a bald man on the left asked. Then he looked at the dead old man on the ground and saw that his clothes were clearly those of a disciple of the Tang Clan.
Du Xuan let out a long breath and said coldly: "If you are not a disciple of the Tang Gang, I advise you to leave quickly."
The five people looked at Du Xuan's arrogance, indifference, and contempt that he didn't take them seriously at all. They couldn't imagine that this was the spirit that a demon cultivator should have. But the scene in front of them was really real.
They had to think that it was the demon cultivator in front of them who killed the disciples of the Tang Gang who were cultivating in the Dharma realm.
"We are not disciples of the Tang Clan, we are just rangers working here. The affairs of your sect have naturally nothing to do with us. Farewell!" The woman in gray robe who was the first to speak thought for a moment and decided to take a step back and not get involved in this muddy water.
, said with cupped hands.
duty
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"Let's go!" The gray-robed woman gritted her teeth, shook her head and called her companions to leave reluctantly.
After looking at the departing figures of the five people and confirming that they had indeed gone far, Du Xuan waved with one hand, and the old man with a goatee covered in blood on the ground stood up straight and floated in the air.
Click!
Suddenly, a dry branch was broken by an invisible force, and then with a "swish" sound, it suddenly flew towards the old man with the goatee, and then with a swish, the branch was fiercely inserted into the chest of the old man with the goatee, nailing him to a
On top of the thick tree trunk. Then, Du Xuan flew closer and used magic fire to burn the body of the old man with the goatee.
Immediately afterwards, the only magic storage device on the goatee old man's body, all the hidden weapons, and the long broad-bladed sword on the ground all flew into Du Xuan's magic storage device.
Within half a moment, the remaining five people were all nailed to the tree by Du Xuan, and then burned. Naturally, all the things on their bodies were taken away by Du Xuan. After doing this, Du Xuan flew away from here,
Continue heading east.
As for the wound on his lower abdomen, Du Xuan flew half a mile away. After confirming that the surroundings were safe, he found a thousand-year-old tree and hid among the dense branches and leaves. He tore open his black monk's robe, cleaned the wound, and applied a hemostatic and muscle-building elixir.
Apply medicine and then bandage the wound.
Du Xuan does not need to use his body to make all kinds of incredible movements like a martial artist, so this minor injury basically does not affect Du Xuan's actions and will hardly affect his strength.
After taking a short rest, Du Xuan left here and continued to search for the Tang Gang disciples as he had done before. As long as his identity was confirmed, he would take action decisively and leave no one alive. Moreover, without exception, these corpses were nailed to the tree with branches. All of them
All the utensils and property belonging to him were also confiscated by Du Xuan.
In just two days, Du Xuan killed six groups of Tang Clan disciples, a total of thirty-one. Among them, only the original old man with a goatee was a martial arts cultivator in the Dharma realm, and there were six other martial arts cultivators in the Shu Dao realm.
Cultivators, six martial cultivators at the first level, five martial cultivators at the ninth realm, six martial cultivators at the eighth realm, five martial cultivators at the seventh realm, and two demon cultivators who are only magicians.
who.
Except for the group they met at the beginning, the other five groups of Tang Clan disciples were all vulnerable. Each group of disciples were killed by Du Xuan within less than a stick of incense.
On the third day, Du Xuan searched for most of the day but could not find any group of Tang Gang disciples. Even the few groups of rangers he encountered were mostly teams with low cultivation levels.
Since Du Xuan entered the wild forest, he has walked directly along the edge of the forest to the east. However, the distance vertically deep into the wild forest is not even a hundred miles. Such an area is completely the outermost edge of the wild forest.
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After understanding this, Du Xuan immediately turned around and headed north, heading towards the depths of the wild forest.
Du Xuan traveled northward at high speed until nightfall, when he found a small cave to rest. After several hours of traveling, he must have gone two to three hundred miles into the wild forest. So, Du Xuan decided to search for the disciples of the Tang Clan in the surrounding area tomorrow.
trace.
Less than two hundred miles further, we should reach the so-called extremely dangerous area. No one except the masters of the Qiankun Realm dares to go deep. Du Xuan will naturally not be foolish enough to go deep.
However, on the day after going north, Du Xuan still did not meet the Tang Gang disciples. But shortly after nightfall that day, he encountered a strange thing.
At this time, Du Xuan was sitting quietly in a tall tree, motionless, his eyes fixed on several ferocious beasts a hundred feet away in front of him.
There were five ferocious beasts in total, but Du Xuan couldn't even identify any of them, let alone their species.
These five ferocious beasts seemed to be divided into two groups, confronting each other.
There were four ferocious beasts in one group, one of which looked like a tiger but was as strong as a rhinoceros, with two horn-like things on its head. Du Xuan estimated that it was a ferocious beast that was ten thousand years old. Next to it, there was
The three spider-faced beasts have no hair on their bodies and only have a layer of shiny red skin, which is quite scary. These three beasts were born around 15,000 years ago.
The other group was actually just a ferocious beast, but this ferocious beast was much "prettier" and larger than the other four ferocious beasts. In Du Xuan's view, this was clearly a ferocious beast that was twenty thousand years old.
It had brown hair all over its body and was shaped like a ferocious lion, but it also had the head of a fox. The other four ferocious beasts surrounded it, all roaring lowly but not attacking. This confrontation had lasted at least for a moment.