Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Wang Chen's punch gathered 100% of his strength.

The Dzogchen-level Vajra Fist, coupled with the strength of the fourth-level Heavenly Dragon King Kong Zhengfa, can be imagined for its explosive power.

However, the woman in the white skirt who had taken Wang Chen's punch forcibly survived, her body glistening with light.

There is no doubt that she still carries a magic weapon on her body.

Withstood Wang Chen's Destruction Fist at the critical moment!

For such a situation, Wang Chen was not surprised at all.

A sword cultivator is strong in attack and weak in attack, and if he wants to protect himself, the best way is to stack equipment, besides using offense instead of defense.

As long as the equipment is strong enough, the crispy skin will still turn into a turtle!

He kept up with his opponent and continued to punch the second and third punches...

Wang Chen knew very well that he was able to gain the upper hand entirely because the Wufengshan Sword Cultivator, who was in the state of Qi training and great perfection, was too conceited and gave him the opportunity to fight in close combat.

Once the distance between the two sides is restored, it will be too difficult for him to win when the flying sword and swordsmanship are not as good as the opponent.

Wang Chen deduced that the woman in the white skirt should be the pride of Wufeng Mountain.

Just like Xie Yaoxiu, one of the Seven Talents of Tianyun!

When Wang Chen's fist hit the woman in the white skirt for the third time, his back felt cold, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, and he felt a great sense of crisis in his heart.

It was too late to perform the "shrink the ground into an inch", Wang Chen suddenly moved his footsteps, and moved half a foot to the left.

Puchi!

A clear flying sword pierced through his body armor and pierced into his back.

Even the Heavenly Dragon King Kong body can't stop it completely!

The moment the blade pierced three inches deep, Wang Chen suddenly tightened his back muscles and clamped the flying sword.

At the same time, he blasted the fourth punch.

boom!

The woman in the white dress who was unable to stand still staggered and flew back again, her pretty face was as pale as paper, the aura of her body protection was extremely dim, and a jade hairpin stuck in her hair was broken inch by inch.

There was also bright red blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

The Tianjiao of Wufeng Mountain was terrified, and for the first time there was a look of shock in his eyes.

Her cultivation base is the best among her peers, and her swordsmanship is the best among Qi training monks, and she even once fought evenly with a Zifu.

After possessing a second-order spirit sword, the woman in the white skirt is even more confident that she is invincible under the Zifu.

Earlier, she saw the firework from the same school rushing for help, and after understanding the situation, she chased and killed Wang Chen without thinking.

In the eyes of the woman in the white skirt, with her own strength, she will surely be able to capture her with one hand, and avenge her fallen comrades!

He never expected that Wang Chen, who was on the ninth floor of Qi training, would be so tyrannical and fierce!

If she hadn't been carrying the protective spiritual weapon bestowed by her master, she would have died under Wang Chen's fist long ago.

Realizing that she was likely to perish here, the pride and conceit of the woman in the white skirt collapsed. She grabbed her storage bag and shouted sharply: "Stop! My ancestor is..."

The ancestor of the woman in the white skirt is none other than the real Miao Qing, one of the two golden elixirs in Wufeng Mountain!

However, before she could finish her words, a red-gold aura shot out through the air, piercing through her left chest in an instant.

Geng gold finger.

Dzogchen-level Geng Jinzhi!

The woman in the white skirt was shocked, and looked down at her chest in astonishment.

A three-inch square blood hole had already been pierced through her heart by this energy.

Not to mention Qi training monks.

Even the master of Zifu couldn't bear such a serious injury.

There was despair in her eyes!

After Wang Chen sent out the golden finger to severely injure the opponent, he reached his back with his backhand and grabbed the flying sword that had been pierced into the vest.

Pulled it out abruptly.

Holding the extremely sharp blade in his hand, Wang Chen opened his mouth and spat out another stream of blood!

He staggered and nearly fell to the ground.

Although Wang Chen forcibly received the sword from the woman in the white skirt, the flying sword didn't penetrate too deep.

But the sword energy penetrated into his internal organs and still caused a lot of damage.

That is to say, Wang Chen had cultivated into an impermeable vajra body, and if he was replaced by other qi cultivators, his internal organs would have been muddled by the sword qi.

The current Wang Chen still has the strength to continue fighting!

But when Wang Chen's gaze met the gaze of the woman in the white skirt, he gave up the idea of ​​making up the knife without hesitation, and completely subconsciously used the "shrink to inch" technique.

Instantly opened the distance with the opponent.

Because when he saw the eyes of the woman in the white skirt, there was incomparable resentment and madness amidst despair and pain.

Most importantly, the mana breath overflowing from her body was extremely abnormal.

Boom!

The woman in the white skirt, together with the magical equipment and storage bags on her body, exploded into a huge blood mist.

The surrounding trees seemed to have encountered an unprecedented terrible storm and were instantly destroyed and collapsed.

The power of its self-explosion is so great that even Wang Chen, who fled a hundred steps away, was moved by it!

puff!

Wang Chen's figure swayed, and he spat out blood again.

He took a deep glance at the place where his opponent blew himself up, and put the flying sword in his hand into his storage bag.

This is the only loot left.

The next moment, Wang Chen swallowed two healing pills, and then stepped forward to continuously cast dozens of evil spirit talismans and death talismans.

This is not because he is full, and he insists on superseding his opponent.

But doing so can disrupt the secrets of the heavens and reduce the probability of being locked by high-level monks with the secrets of heaven!

Although until now, Wang Chen still doesn't know the true identity of the woman in the white dress.

But the other party is definitely the inner disciple of Wufeng Mountain.

Even higher!

Previously, she had tried to threaten Wang Chen with her identity as the patriarch. It was unlikely that anyone in the Zifu would come, and most likely they were the disciples and grandchildren of Daoist Jindan.

Wang Chen knew very well that he might have poked a big hole in the sky of Wufeng Mountain!

Wang Chen has no regrets about this.

Even if he did it all over again, he would kill the opponent without hesitation and would not show any affection.

There is no mercy in the battle between monks, either you die or I live!

If Wang Chen wants to live, his opponent must die!

After casting the talisman, he immediately mobilized his mana to perform the Shadowless Movement, and quickly disappeared into the vast mountains and forests.

After about a stick of incense, a figure riding the wind and carrying thunder suddenly descended from the sky.

It landed where the woman in the white dress blew herself up.

The person who came was a middle-aged monk with an extraordinary bearing. He held a dust whisk in his hand and stepped on cloud boots.

His face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could be wrung out.

"Yingxiu..."

A whisper, I don't know how much sadness and pain it contains.

The middle-aged monk took a photo of a leaf.

His hands were trembling slightly.

I saw a few drops of bright blood on the surface of the leaf.

"Ah~"

There was a roar like a wild beast, and the wind and thunder surged in all directions, and the surrounding woods suddenly suffered another catastrophe!

At this time, Wang Chen, who had escaped hundreds of miles away, couldn't help but look back.

I feel a dull pain in the wound on my back! ——

The second one is delivered.