Chapter 337 Chasing the murderer during the day (Part 2)
In the dense forest, Wang Chen flew like flying.
His feet never touched the ground, either stepping on or brushing against the roots of weeds and vines. His figure was like a ghost, silent and as fast as an arrow leaving the string.
Like all talismans, the tracking talisman has a time limit, and its effect will gradually weaken over time.
Wang Chen suddenly stopped and activated a tracking charm again.
As he passed through a forest, the mountains ahead became steeper and the sound of flowing water could be heard.
The traces on the ground become messy.
Wang Chen's eyes flashed and his consciousness suddenly unfolded.
He stopped tracking and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, come out!"
The surroundings were quiet and there was no response.
Wang Chen shook his head and was about to use his flying sword.
Suddenly, the trees dozens of steps ahead shook, and a masked man in gray clothes appeared.
Immediately afterwards, men in gray appeared one after another, forming a semi-surrounding posture towards Wang Chen.
None of them spoke, they just looked at Wang Chen with cold eyes.
There is a faint hint of murderous intent.
And in the hands of these gray-clothed men, they were holding a handful of crossbows that flashed with metallic light.
Silver-white arrows were pointed at Wang Chen.
If you look closely, you can see fine runes engraved on the crossbow arrows and arrowheads.
Wang Chen seemed unaware and asked: "Where are the villagers you kidnapped?"
"hehe."
The first man in gray clothes who appeared smiled and said: "Village Chief Wang, you are chasing us all the way. Do you want to redeem people or take them back?"
His laughter was old and hoarse, with strong confidence: "If you want to snatch someone back, then I advise you to think carefully and don't be impulsive."
Wang Chen glanced at the other party: "Which brand do you belong to?"
Organized bandits all have their own brand name, and the other party is obviously not a straggler, and they also know his identity.
It’s certainly not simple!
"We don't have a font size."
The man in gray was very cunning: "There are just a few poor brothers who are struggling to make ends meet. Village Chief Wang, everything is easy to discuss, so why do you have to push me so hard?"
"You're stalling for time."
Wang Chen asked with interest: "Who are you waiting for?"
The man in gray paused for breath, apparently having been hit by Wang Chen's words.
A flash of ferocity flashed in his eyes: "Kill!"
call out!
As soon as the man in gray finished speaking, a bright sword light suddenly flashed in front of him, and the sharp sword energy shot through the air.
Although the man in gray was extremely wary of Wang Chen and had already prepared for a fight, the decisiveness and speed of Wang Chen's attack were completely beyond his expectation.
Caught off guard, he could only crush a talisman in his hand with force.
A ball of golden light suddenly exploded, completely covering the man in gray.
puff!
The sword energy that shot out instantly penetrated the golden light, but failed to hit any target.
The figure of the man in gray appeared on the other side, nearly thirty steps away from his original position.
And on his chest, there was a sword mark half a foot long!
The bandit leader's eyes no longer had the original calmness and severity, revealing uncontrollable fear.
Only he himself knows how lucky he is to avoid this sword!
At this moment, rolling thunder swept past and spread in all directions.
I don’t know how many birds were startled!
Thunder Sound Sword Qi!
Wang Chen was somewhat surprised when the blow missed.
His Thunder Sword Technique has been cultivated to the level of Dzogchen, and killing monks under the Zi Mansion is like slicing melons and vegetables.
Unexpectedly, he was avoided by the other party.
The bandit leader's cultivation level is at best the level of Qi training.
But Wang Chen didn't care. After all, magic weapons and talismans for protecting one's body and life were everywhere. It was not inconceivable that one could block or dodge the thunderous sword energy.
Under such circumstances, all he had to do was add another sword.
If you can't do it with one sword, then use another sword!
Wang Chen used his hand to squeeze the magic formula, and the wind and thunder sword suddenly flew upwards, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
The sword pointed at the man in gray again.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Crossbow arrows glowing with silver light were fired towards Wang Chen!
These crossbow arrows were obviously blessed with special power and were incredibly fast. They were shot in front of Wang Chen almost as soon as they left the crossbow groove.
Wang Chen's response was very simple. He pulled an onion from a dry land and flew directly into the air.
All the crossbow arrows missed, and the one that posed the greatest threat to him only flew past the soles of his boots.
"Form up!"
The bandit leader let out a heart-rending roar.
If the Qi Practitioner wants to compete with Master Zifu, the best way is to rely on the power of the magic circle.
A complete defensive formation can absorb the power of hundreds or even thousands of low-level monks at the same time, making high-level ones afraid to take advantage of it.
Even if it can be forcibly broken, the price will be very high.
Of course, it is impossible for these bandits to arrange a defensive array here in advance. What they have formed is a battle array, which can also gather the strength of everyone to a certain extent.
Resisting Zifu is no fantasy.
However, how could Wang Chen give them a chance to form a formation calmly? The Wind and Thunder Sword that had just started to dive gave up its original target and shot towards the nearest bandit.
Poof!
This bandit was also unlucky. He did not have the life-protecting talisman of his leader. He was instantly pierced by the wind and thunder sword, and his protective talisman was like paper.
[Tian Gong +7]
Wang Chen ignored the message that popped up in his vision and controlled the flying sword to kill other bandits.
"ah!"
Screams came one after another, and one after another the bandits died on the spot.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
While he was cooking, Wang Chen caught a glimpse of fireballs coming towards him from the corner of his eye.
At the same time, a stream of light quietly flashed behind Wang Chen and shot straight towards the vital part of his neck!
This is a real counterattack from the enemy!
Wang Chen, suspended in the air, has become a living target.
However, all attacks, including sneak attackers, could not escape Wang Chen's spiritual perception.
The next moment, Wang Chen's figure suddenly sank down.
Before his feet even hit the ground, he turned around quickly and punched the stream of light that was chasing him.
Unbreakable Vajra Fist!
Bang!
This seemingly sharp stream of light was instantly shattered, and a small flying sword flew out with a trembling sound.
Numerous cracks appeared on the sword body.
Next to a big tree a hundred steps away, a middle-aged female cultivator was spitting blood from her mouth, her eyes filled with horror.
This flying sword that she had sacrificed day and night with her own essence and blood was unable to stop Wang Chen's bare-handed fists. Not only was the killing move broken, but her soul was also severely damaged.
The middle-aged female cultivator realized that she and others had seriously underestimated Wang Chen's strength, and her regret was beyond words.
Just as she was about to escape, a huge fire crow flew down from the sky.