After walking a hundred miles, Wang Teng entered a deep mountain and old forest area. The mountains and forests here hide all kinds of dangers and powerful beasts. Not to mention tigers, leopards and wolves, there are also many monsters. In some places where spiritual energy is dense
, spiritual grass often grows, so some cultivators will also go inside to collect cultivation resources.
There was no one around Wang Teng, only the mountain wind blowing through the treetops, the sound of tree waves, and the low roar of some unknown beasts.
"Oh, business is coming." Suddenly, two cultivators walked out from behind a huge rock in front of them, blocking Wang Teng's path.
These two cultivators are tall and have very strong muscles. You can tell at a glance that they have cultivated to the third level of Taoism. They have been killing people all year round, and their bodies are filled with an aura of blood.
"Boy, obediently bring out all your belongings, and then kneel down and beg for mercy. We might be able to spare you." A black-clothed cultivator in front said with a ferocious voice. He also held a gleaming sword in his hand, flickering.
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"Reverse, I am a disciple of the Xiaochi sect, how dare you grab the Xiaochi sect?" Wang Teng was very calm in his heart, but deliberately showed a trace of panic on his face as he shouted angrily.
Normally, although there are some casual cultivators nearby who kill people and steal goods, not many people dare to touch the disciples of the Koike sect. After all, he is a not weak sect and has the support of the super powerful Yuhuang Sect behind him.
"What about the Xiaochi sect? Since you are so ungrateful, I have no choice but to kill you." A cultivator in green behind him said with a cold and authentic voice. His clothes were still stained with fresh blood, exuding a pungent smell of blood.
taste.
It seems that the killing occurred not long ago.
Wang Teng's eyes flickered. At this moment, he had already guessed the general outline of the matter. There were no casual cultivators who were willing to kill the disciples of the Xiaochi sect for no reason. This must be someone behind the scenes. Wang Teng was usually very alert, and he would be quick to tell when something happened.
I choose to be patient, so I don’t have any enemies at all.
The only one is probably Lin Yuan.
"You, you are really rebelling." Wang Teng suddenly screamed and awkwardly crawled into the jungle on the roadside, trying to escape.
"Hmph! You are already a dead man. There is no point in escaping. You are not as familiar with this mountain forest as we are." The two cultivators showed cruel smiles at the corners of their mouths. They dodged and chased Wang Teng in the direction of his escape.
go.
The dense jungle was full of thorns and there were many old tree roots circling on the ground, making it very difficult to run. In fact, Wang Teng was not afraid of them, but worried that there were other cultivators watching nearby.
Only after entering the forest and confirming the number of people, Wang Teng can make the final plan. However, he is only a second-level Daoji cultivator now. If others really want to kill him, sending two third-level Daoji cultivators is definitely enough.
"Huh? I didn't expect that loser to be quite fast, but he can't run very far. Let's outflank him from both sides." After a few minutes, the two casual cultivators still couldn't catch up to Wang Teng, and one of them immediately used a weapon on the other.
Wink.
After passing through a dense forest, Wang Teng came to a small valley. It was very quiet here, not even a single person. He finally confirmed that there were only two people on the other side, so he stopped.
Whoosh, two loud voices shot out from the woods in front and behind Wang Teng, blocking Wang Teng.
"You run away! Why don't you run away now, you loser?" The cultivator in black sneered.
"Stop talking nonsense to him, kill him, and we can collect the mission bounty." The cultivator in green clothes on the side.
"Mission?" Wang Teng's eyes flashed with a cold light,
"Okay, I can kill such a waste with just one strike." The black-clothed cultivator smiled ferociously, and the gleaming sword in his hand suddenly danced, and struck Wang Teng's neck accurately.
Just one blow and his neck would be severed.
Another cultivator glanced at Wang Teng disdainfully, as if he was looking at a dead person.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and Wang Teng's fist fell on the chest of the black-clothed cultivator. The terrifying force broke several of his ribs.
The black-clothed cultivator took a breath of air, stepped back, and looked at Wang Teng in disbelief.
"Why haven't you finished it yet? There were too many women in last night, and you don't have enough energy." The cultivator in green on one side urged while wiping his weapon.
"Wow!" The cultivator in black suddenly let out a scream and lay on the ground, with blood spitting out from his mouth.
"What's going on? What's going on? What did that guy do?" After hearing the scream, the cultivator in green clothes suddenly came back to his senses, his face full of doubts.
However, what greeted him was a huge blue stone, falling from his head like a meteor.
That blue stone weighs four to five hundred kilograms.
"Impossible? He is obviously a second-level Taoist cultivator. He can lift a hundred kilograms of stone, which is pretty good." The green-clothed cultivator screamed as if he had seen a ghost.
What happened in front of him made the cultivator in green unbelievable, but he had no time to think about it. If he was hit by this stone, although his body was powerful, it would be smashed into a puddle of flesh.
"Wind-cutting sword technique." The gleaming sword in the hands of the cultivator in green instinctively slashed at the boulder in the air.
There was a metallic trembling sound, and the blue boulder was split into two halves by the sharp sword. However, the cultivator in green clothes also felt uncomfortable. His body was continuously pushed back by the huge force, and it was difficult for him to stand firm.
"Who sent you here?" Wang Teng's figure was like a gust of wind, approaching the green-robed cultivator step by step, and said coldly.
Now, his strength is completely different from that of ten days ago. He is full of confidence in himself, and a "power" begins to sprout in him.
It is undeniable that a person's power is based on self-confidence, and self-confidence comes from a person's affirmation of his own potential. At this moment, Wang Teng got an unexpected encounter, and his own value was also revealed. Before,
All the inferiority complex and weakness were swept away.
"Impossible. According to the information, you are just an ordinary handyman disciple of the Xiaochi sect. You have no special talents. If you were born with divine power, you would have already become the sect's key training target."
beads of sweat.
Wang Teng did not speak, and quickly approached the cultivator in green clothes. He launched the Breaking Wind Fist, and countless fist shadows made the air crackle, and densely covered the cultivator in green clothes.
"There's no way I'm going to lose to a loser like you, just die." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the cultivator in green, and the sharp sword in his hand drew sword shadows and faced Wang Teng.
The shadows of fists and swords intertwined together, creating a dizzying and terrifying force that sent the surrounding leaves flying all over the sky.
"The third level of Taoism is nothing more than that." Wang Teng suddenly sneered, and the force of his fist increased again, knocking the sharp sword from the green-clothed cultivator's hand away and attacking his chest.
"Five hundred kilograms, no, it is more powerful than five hundred kilograms. Daoji level two has such strength. Is this still a human being?" The cultivator in green opened his mouth so much that he started to tremble even as he spoke.
He wanted to dodge, but found that Wang Teng's speed was too fast, and he could not dodge at all.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the arrogant Tsing Yi cultivator's entire chest was dented by Wang Teng's fist. He flew five or six meters away and broke an ancient tree.
Two cultivators at the third level of Daoji were dealt with by Wang Teng like this.
Although these two cultivators were just casual cultivators and were much inferior to Ye Man's formally trained Xiaochi sect disciples, they were not something that Daoji level two cultivators could easily deal with.
But Wang Teng did it.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, you guys from the Xiaochi sect asked me to do it, please spare me." The green-clothed cultivator kept vomiting blood from his mouth and roared in horror.
"It's so funny. When you kill others, have you ever thought about sparing others' lives?" Wang Teng didn't think much, he picked up the sharp sword beside him and stabbed the green-robed cultivator in the throat.
He has been an orphan since he was a child. He likes kind people and hates vicious people. Now he has become a cultivator. In the cruel world of cultivation, he must make himself ruthless and adapt to this environment. Besides, these two people have killed less than ten cultivators.
, there are nine of them, killing them can be regarded as doing justice to heaven.
"Spirit coins, spirit coins." Wang Teng suddenly rubbed his palms excitedly, with golden light dancing in his eyes, like a tiger rushing towards the body of the cultivator in green.
That way, it's like seeing a stunning beauty.
"Swish, swish, swish." Wang Teng wiped out all the wealth of the cultivator in green clothes in two or three strokes. This guy still had some savings. In addition to seventy spiritual coins, he also had seven or eight spiritual grasses, a bottle of knotted fruit, etc.
Continue Dan.
The sharp sword was also worth a few dollars. However, Wang Teng did not take it away, which would arouse others' suspicion.
"There is a book on the Wind-Zhanying Sword Technique that you can learn from." Wang Teng also took out a book, which is the method of the Wind-Zhanying Sword. This book is not even a first-level magical method, but it is very useful for Daoji's second-level cultivation.
Wang Teng plays a big role.
Only by becoming an entry-level disciple and developing Tao power can you be qualified to learn some of the first-level magical techniques of the Xiaochi Sect.
The black-clothed cultivator also had a lot of wealth and a book called Split Tiger Palm. Wang Teng also took it from him without hesitation. This time Wang Teng gained a lot, and the two cultivators
All the wealth on the person's body is worth three hundred spiritual coins in the end.