The years when I explored the fairyland

After crossing Hongtu City, it only takes a few hours to walk through a winding mountain road to reach the south gate of Anyue City.

When we got here, there were obviously more warriors along the way. Some were rushing forward, some were going to Hongtu City, and most of them followed Chu Zhou and the other five.

Of course, these people were still somewhat self-aware and did not dare to get too close.

It was also on this road that Chu Zhou encountered an assassination by the Yunya Sword School when he first came to Anyue City.

The somewhat crazy innate swordsman left a deep impression on Chu Zhou.

And today, after walking through the mountain road and seeing the hazy walls of Anyue City in the distance, Wanxiangzhai arranged the last attack.

This time, it was not an assassination, not an ambush, but an open attack.

On the mountain road, an old man with a hunched back appeared.

He was really old, his eyes were cloudy, his breath was chaotic, and his whole body was like a flickering candle, which might be extinguished by a stronger wind.

But it was this old man who blocked Chu Zhou's way forward. Xu Cheng and Yi Huai looked at each other, but Yi Huai strode forward.

The old man grinned, and his hunched back slowly straightened, with a fierce and resolute breath rising. The violently driven true qi was like a flame being ignited, burning and blooming for the last time.

At this moment, even Yi Huai became serious.

He could rely on his strong physique and use a life-for-life fighting style to force the half-step master of Wanxiangzhai to retreat.

And now, this old man was burning his last life and true qi, and wanted to die with him.

The old man's breath rose, and he was much more alive. He didn't think of blocking the way, but stretched out his hand and said, "Let's go over there to fight to the death, okay?"

Yi Huai nodded and said, "Please go first!"

"I'll wait for you."

The old man stepped forward, like a war elephant stepping on the ground, and the ground suddenly shook. He had already rushed out. Wherever he passed, the air waves rolled and turned into a passage.

Yi Huai looked back and looked at Xu Cheng and the other two. Without any nonsense, he stepped forward and floated away.

It was only a few breaths. In the distance, there were waves of true energy and magic power. The roar and collision sounded like thunder.

From time to time, there were violent waves sweeping across, which frightened the people following behind.

Some curious people left the team and ran away to watch the battle, but after a cup of tea, some people returned in embarrassment.

To join in the fun, you must have strength, otherwise you may suffer from the disaster.

And this was just the beginning. After walking for less than two miles, another old man stood in front.

He was also old and decayed, but this time the old man was thin and slender, with wide joints.

He also urged his true qi without saying a word, and led Fan Tiehu away with the attitude of burning his life.

After walking another two miles, another old man led Wei Fangjie away, and finally, even Xu Cheng left, running and fighting with an old man in the distance.

Four old men, four old men of Wanxiangzhai, led away Chu Zhou's four junior brothers at the cost of their lives when they were dying.

Whether Xu Cheng and the other four could be killed or not, the old man who burned his life would definitely die.

And Wanxiangzhai did this for only one purpose - Chu Zhou walked alone on the road, like a warrior walking against the light, to an indispensable appointment.

In front of him, a short and fat old man appeared. It was Ruan Shaosong, the elder of the Wanxiangzhai Discipline Department, a warrior at the half-step master level.

He had already made a move once, and he no longer looked down on Chu Zhou and Xuanzhen Temple at first, but was unusually serious.

At this moment, he stood opposite Chu Zhou, and his aura burst out, surging like a tide. With the naked eye, a gray-white, ivory-nosed elephant stood up in front of people.

The elephant held a long knife, consistent with the short and fat old man, and a golden knife light appeared and extended. In the blink of an eye, it was dozens or hundreds of meters long, breaking the clouds in the sky.

At this moment, Chu Zhou finally stopped. He raised his head slightly. Although he still closed his eyes, he gave people a feeling of seeing.

At this moment, he finally spoke, and his voice was a little hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time: "You, are you really going to stop me?"

The short and fat old man said: "You came to my Wanxiangzhai to ask about boxing, so we have to weigh your weight.

We have prepared three levels for you. Only after passing these three levels, you are qualified to stand in front of the owner of the zhai."

Chu Zhou said again: "I have been preparing for more than 20 days. This first punch is the most domineering. Are you sure you want to stop me?"

The short and fat old man said to himself: "Although I don't get along with the owner of Wanxiangzhai, it is for the good of Wanxiangzhai after all.

At this moment, even if it is to block the knife, I will admit it!"

"In this case, watch the punch!"

"You also take my knife!"

At this moment, Chu Zhou took a step forward, put his fist in front of his chest, and swung it again.

How to say it?

This punch can't be said to be very powerful, but it is like a child's punch, with a bit of immaturity, a bit of ridiculousness, and a bit of non-standard.

If it wasn't Chu Zhou who threw the punch, the people following behind would probably laugh.

The short and fat old man's knife was really powerful, with a sharp edge and unparalleled blazing power. He drew a semicircle and slashed down again.

The knife light arrived, but there were layers of shadows in the air, one after another, overlapping and converging, and finally formed a golden knife aura that seemed to be real, pressing down like a wave.

It was this childish fist and the powerful knife that met in mid-air. Visible to the naked eye, a brilliance seemed to light up at the collision point, shining and brilliant, and forming a shock wave visible to the naked eye sweeping in all directions.

In the smoke and dust, the short and fat old man flew out like a kite with a broken string, even flying higher and higher, flying higher and higher, and disappeared into the sky.

Only the blood sprayed across the air, so bright red under the refraction of the sun.

On the ground, Chu Zhou continued to move forward step by step, his steps were still firm, and his expression was still stable.

The only difference was that there was a clear white mark on the right hand where he punched.

But Chu Zhou just touched it gently, and the white marks disappeared.

However, just before he took less than a hundred steps, a divine elephant suddenly screamed in the sky!

Scream!

Hiss, hiss! ! !

A divine elephant with golden skin and several feet tall appeared in front of Chu Zhou. It jumped high with its front hooves and trampled down hard.

Boom!

The earth trembled, a hundred meters in radius shook like chaff, countless vegetation and gravel turned into powder, and the ground seemed to have settled several meters.

But it wasn't over yet. The idol raised its legs again, and its two thighs, as thick as giant pillars, stepped down alternately.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

This is one of Wanxiangzhai's most famous killing moves, the Elephant Trample!

It is most useful on the battlefield. One move can even create a death zone. Now, all the power of this killing move has been concentrated at his feet and on Chu Zhou's body.

But even in such a deafening roar, there was still a clear voice: "Xie Yiheng, the great elder of Wanxiangzhai Gonggong, asked the second level of the boxing, and used this killing move to pay tribute to Master Chu."

Behind the scenes, I don’t know how many people were secretly scolding the old man for being shameless. He didn’t talk about the sneak attack, but he still explained everything in such a high-sounding way. It was really, really shameless!

However, even Cao Bao and Zuo Qiutong only dared to hide in the crowd behind and curse secretly, and no one dared to speak out.

This man is a bit cunning, but looking at his momentum, he is really terrifying!

However, I don’t know when the trampling idol stopped moving, and a majestic momentum swept past.

The smoke and dust scattered, and everyone saw it. They saw Chu Zhou reaching out to hold the elephant's hooves that trampled down. His thin body was stunned to withstand this terrifying force.

Then, a fist, which didn't look too big, kept enlarging and enlarging right in front of the eyes of Xie Yiheng, the great elder of Chuan Gong!

boom!

The shape of the idol completely shattered, fluttering in the wind like fine sand, and a tall and thin old man also flew into the sky and disappeared.

But the next second, Chu Zhou suddenly made another move.

He took a step back, not too much, but it was really the only step back since he was gathering momentum.

But his body leaned forward, holding his two arms in front of him, and his whole body suddenly exerted force.

Buzz!

There was a tremor, and to everyone's disbelief, two ivory curved upwards suddenly appeared in the direction where the two hands were holding, shining with a deadly cold light.

And the owner of this ivory is a divine elephant covered in deep purple. He is not big in size, but his body is full of precious light, as if it is real.

The four hooves kept stepping, the ground was rippled by water, and he rushed forward desperately, trying to pierce Chu Zhou's chest.

At this time, a voice came from mid-air: "Zhu Xuan, the master of the Wanxiangzhai Battle Hall, is a third-level master of Wenquan. Please give me guidance from Master Chu."

At this moment, Chu Zhou was pushed back continuously, and a deep ravine was plowed into the ground.

But at a certain moment, Chu Zhou lowered his waist, restrained himself, exerted force, and swung!

Zhu Xuan just lost his balance and was about to fall to the ground with a strong push.

He reacted quickly, twisting his body almost like an electric shock and supporting himself on the ground, but a fist hit him in the face from top to bottom!

boom!

The idol was shattered again, and the purple energy was like scattered glass shards, shattering everywhere, and Zhu Xuan's head just hit the ground.

After just a moment of rebound, his head actually bounced up again, bumped into Chu Zhou's fist for the second time, and fell down again.

Chu Zhou swore that he just wanted to punch him, but who knew he could rebound and cause secondary damage?

Then, this person didn't even say a word and fainted.

Chu Zhou didn't want his life either. He just stood up slowly, held his head high and said, "The third level has passed. Lord Wanxiang Zhai, are you still unwilling to take action?"

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