The colorful tiger is very powerful, and its strength is almost the highest among beasts. Except for the monster beasts in the Qi Condensation Realm, which can overwhelm one, other beasts are no match at all. In addition, the tiger is the king of beasts, making it even more powerful and boundless.
There are only a dozen villagers in Qingyang Village, and among them there are only two or three people who have condensed the vortex of spiritual power. Their cultivation levels are not high, they only have the first and second levels of Qi Condensation. This kind of power is no match for the colorful tiger.
It's just that if you hold on for a while longer, you will still be killed.
roar!
The big and colorful tiger roared, and it had already set its sights on the villagers of Qingyang Village, refusing to let them leave. Originally, the villagers of Qingyang Village relied on the strength of their numbers and the warriors to suppress the battle, so they did not pay attention to the big and colorful tiger, and now they are reaping the consequences.
They found out that they were no match for the colorful tiger, and they had no choice but to retreat. However, the way back was blocked by the colorful tiger. Despair appeared in everyone's heart, and they saw death coming.
Bang!
The colorful tiger showed its power, and two of the three warriors died immediately, and the remaining one was seriously injured. As for the other ordinary villagers, they were no match for the colorful tiger.
Boom~~~
The colorful tiger moved its huge body and rushed over. In an instant, two or three of them could hug the big tree and it was uprooted.
"It's over!" The only remaining warrior said in despair, looking at the colorful tiger slowly walking over.
roar!
The colorful tiger let out a thundering roar, with a playful look in its eyes, and was about to kill the remaining villagers of Qingyang Village. At this time, a black shadow came out from a distance, and a pair of iron fists hit the heads of several kinds of colorful tigers accurately.
Roar~~~
The colorful tiger was in pain and had no choice but to retreat, and then waited for his blood-red eyes to look at the black figure attacking him, which was Luo Chen.
"Shangxian!" The villagers of Qingyang Village originally thought they were destined to die, but now that they saw Luo Chen appear, they felt reassured, knowing that they would not have to die.
"Everyone, get out!" Luo Chen ordered, and then rushed towards the colorful tiger.
Luo Chen had neither a tyrannical aura nor any fluctuations in spiritual power. The colorful tiger had no fear and fought with Luo Chen.
Bang bang!
After a few rounds, the colorful tiger realized that he was wrong. This young man who looked like an ordinary person had unparalleled physical strength, and more importantly, the opponent was not afraid of death.
Without any hesitation, the colorful tiger was hit hard by Luo Chen eighteen times, and he bled to death. Before the villagers of Qingyang Village who stepped aside could stand firm, the colorful tiger was killed by Luo Chen.
"This!" Several villagers knelt down in front of Luo Chen, shouting that the immortal was mighty and invincible.
Luo Chen glanced at the colorful tiger lying in a pool of blood. No one from Qingyang Village greeted him, and he entered the depths of the ancient forest again, looking for more and stronger beasts.
"Brother Yang Shan, has Shangxian left?" A villager was a little unsure.
Yang Shan was the second-level Qi Condensation warrior who was lucky enough to save his life. He had a very high status in Qingyang Village. He was originally a teacher and did not need to enter Chiyang Mountain to hunt, but his position was squeezed out by Yang Daqiang using his connections, so he had to risk his life to enter.
Hunting in the mountains.
"How can the deeds of an immortal be understood by us mortals?" Yang Shan murmured, looking at the place where Luo Chen left, his eyes filled with longing.
Afterwards, the group of people left Chiyang Mountain under the leadership of Yang Shan. Of course, they did not forget to take the colorful tiger with them. With such a prey, they did not have to risk hunting in the mountains for half a year.
On the other side, Luo Chen found another beast, started fighting, circling, and then killing it. He repeated this over and over again, and found the secret of the world in the confrontation with the beast.
Time passed, seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and Luo Chen walked out of Chiyang Mountain covered in blood. He could no longer remember how many beasts he had killed.
At the entrance of Chiyang Mountain, Luo Chen's eyes were stained red with blood. When he was about to walk towards Qingyang Village, he noticed a figure standing not far away. It was none other than Fu Ronger.
"Brother Luo Chen!" Fu Ronger was very excited when she saw Luo Chen appear, and a big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.
Luo Chen was very surprised. He guessed that the other party had never left and had been waiting here. He felt uncomfortable for a while.
"Brother Luo Chen, are you okay?" Fu Ronger looked at the blood-covered journey, worry appearing on her face again.
"It's okay!" Luo Chen waved his hand. "These are the blood of ferocious beasts."
Fu Ronger breathed a sigh of relief, and then the two returned to the village. After Luo Chen washed himself, he put on a clean robe and started doing other things.
He would do whatever the villagers of Qingyang Village did. As for being a disciple of the Luo Shen Sect, being the top of the Hidden Dragon Ranking, etc., he had forgotten his past glory, not to mention the past glory of sweeping across the Qi Condensation Realm and killing the Cicada Warriors.
Everything is just smoke from the past and has nothing to do with the present. Throw away anything that may affect the understanding of the profound meaning of the world.
In the next twenty days, Luo Chen truly became a mortal, farming, watering, fertilizing, and raising chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep with the villagers of Qingyang Village. In his free time, he went to the martial arts field to teach the children of Qingyan Village.
Practicing martial arts was originally done by Yang Daqiang, but one of his arms was cut off and he felt ashamed to see others, so he always stayed behind closed doors.
Under Luo Chen's teachings, more and more villagers in Qingyang Village no longer fear Luo Chen, but instead fear him, respecting him first and fearing him second.
At first, there were only children in the martial arts arena, but gradually some teenagers, young people, and middle-aged men also came. As a result, the strength of Qingyang Village increased greatly, and no less than ten warriors were born. All of this was due to Luo Chen.
If they hadn't known that Luo Chen would eventually leave Qingyang Village and return to the Luo Shen Sect, the villagers of Qingyang Village would have made Yang Dalong abdicate and let Luo Chen become the village chief.
The entire Qingyang Village is full of vitality and joy, but there is one person who cannot be happy no matter what, and that is Yang Daqiang.
The opponent is a warrior with strong blood. Although losing an arm will affect his combat effectiveness, after a month has passed, he can already get out of bed and move around.
"Damn it! Damn it! Why doesn't this kid leave?" Yang Daqiang was losing his temper. He had given up on the unrealistic idea of killing Luo Chen and instead hoped that Luo Chen would leave as soon as possible. As long as the other party left, Qingyang Village would still be his.
After all, Fu Ronger was his, so the worst he could do was risk being scolded by a bully.
At this time, the door was pushed open, Yang Dalong walked in, and gave Yang Daqiang a fierce look. "I have warned you before, don't say this kind of thing in the village. You want to die, but I don't want to die yet.
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"Grandpa!" Being suppressed by Luo Chen outside and scolded by his own grandfather inside, Yang Daqiang's heart was burning with anger, but he was powerless. He could do nothing except endure it.
In fact, Luo Chen didn't care about Yang Daqiang at all. Strength decided everything. What kind of trouble could a mere second-level Qi Condensation warrior make? Luo Chen never expected that his carelessness would cause a tragedy.