Hearing this, the tall and lanky man Hot Spring suddenly turned his head to look. When he saw the figure under the tree, he couldn't help but frown at first, and then smiled, "Why don't you become invisible?"
"The injury is too serious," Chen Taizhong replied calmly, "I want to rest."
"But if you don't become invisible, you are being irresponsible to yourself," Wenquan said with a smile, "Your head is very valuable."
"Do you want to take it away?" Chen Taizhong smiled slightly, looking confident.
When the two heard this, they couldn't help exchanging glances. This guy was so calm. Could it be that he still had the energy to fight?
Then, Wenquan came forward. As a peak ninth-level immortal, he was still very confident in his own strength.
He held a long sword in his hand, took a step forward, and spoke in a deep voice, "Chen Taizhong, people of the bright side don't speak secretly. You and I have no grudges in the past and have no grudges in the recent days. There are ten hidden flowers in the Liang family, and you are not careful enough."
, no wonder we.”
"How did you find me?" Chen Taizhong asked with a smile.
"Isn't that? Green Falcon," Wenquan pointed in one direction, and when the opponent turned his head, he slashed with his sword. Unexpectedly, a halo flashed in front of him, blocking his sword forcefully.
He took a breath and asked, "Is this the Julingjia Defense Formation?"
When Chen Taizhong saw the Qing Falcon, he realized what was wrong. He thought to himself that I was really confused.
Using birds to track is a very common method in the fairy world. However, the previous groups of people who hunted Chen Taizhong did not use this trick. The reason is also very simple - he can become invisible, and bird tracking relies on vision, so it is better to use smell.
Spiritual raccoon.
When he tried to get through the orifice, the defensive array had already taken a hit from the opponent. He then turned his gaze and asked with a half-smile, "Does this mean that a man of knowledge doesn't tell secrets? He's quite good at playing dirty tricks."
"You were able to kill Feiqiu, didn't you also rely on secret calculations?" Wenquan snorted disdainfully, and the sword flashed and hit the defensive formation hard, "I thought you had some trump card, but it turned out that you just relied on a defensive formation.
, watch me crush it.”
He didn't know that a set of intermediate spiritual formations had appeared in Hutou Town - many casual cultivators were very protective of Chen Taizhong, but what was lucky was that the hot springs were connected to dark flowers, making it inconvenient to go all over the world.
Ask about Chen Taizhong.
"I'm killing the ball, why do I need a sneak attack?" Chen Taizhong snorted disdainfully and allowed the opponent to attack the formation. Is the intermediate spiritual formation so easy to break? "If I hadn't been injured in a head-on confrontation, I would have been able to do it with just one slap now.
I’ll beat you to death.”
"You dare to underestimate me?" Wenquan was furious for a moment, and the knife became more and more urgent.
Chen Taizhong sat in the formation, his eyelids drooping, and he slowly repaired his body.
After Wenquan struck a hundred and ten blows, he felt a little exhausted. It should be noted that he used all his strength in every blow - the attack formation was not about attacking people, so there was no need to save energy for counterattack.
So he decisively withdrew, and after retreating five feet away, he took out a talisman from his storage bag and said coldly, "It seems I have no choice but to risk it all."
"Brother Wen, no," the seventh-level wandering immortal next to him said anxiously, "these three stacks of thunderbolt talismans are comparable to a full-strength strike from a junior spirit immortal. I would rather give up this hidden flower than waste it like this... Ten high-spirited capitals
If you can’t buy it, it’s pricey but not marketable.”
"Do you know how to settle accounts?" Wenquan snorted disdainfully, "Two immortal storage bags, are there too few good things in them?"
"What if it doesn't exist?" The seventh-level Immortal looked distressed. To be honest, something that even thirty high spirits can't buy is really too rare for the Immortal in the casual cultivator. "It's from the Immortal."
The stuff is good, but... do we really dare to sell it?"
"What you said is true, but I have already made enemies with Chen Taizhong, and it is too late to regret it." Wenquan was unmoved, "Once this person recovers, he will definitely kill you and me and then be quick."
"How will you know if you don't give it a try?" The seventh-level Immortal stopped him and said, "Let me tell you."
He walked up to Chen Taizhong, raised his hand and cupped his fist, "Brother Chen, we were blind and offended your Excellency. How about we both stop and make peace, and no one will regret it afterwards. What do you think?"
"What do I think?" Chen Taizhong hesitated for a moment, then snorted and nodded without hesitation, "Forget it, for the sake of being casual cultivators, I will spare you this..."
There was a pop, and before he could finish his sentence, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Huh?" The two of them looked at each other and wondered, what kind of rhythm is this?
It was an unexpected rhythm! The next moment, the aura of the defensive array dissipated, Chen Taizhong's consciousness hit the hot spring heavily, and at the same time, the Hongchen Tianluo sacrificed, then took off the small bow on his shoulder, and shot an arrow at the seventh-level immortal.
His previous show of weakness was to consume the other party's magical power, and then create an opportunity to take advantage of the other party's relaxation, in order to simply keep these two.
However, this is because his physical condition is too bad and he really cannot fight a tough battle. He has to "you fight yours and I will fight mine."
As expected, the half-step immortal in Hot Spring was trapped in the world of mortals. However, the seventh-level immortal was very agile and moved very quickly. He was only shot in the left shoulder, and then ran away.
"Die," Chen Taizhong jumped forward like an arrow, took out a long spear from his storage bag, and used the prairie fire spear technique.
After a few moves, the head of the seventh-level Immortal flew up, and his headless body fell to the ground.
Chen Taizhong picked up the storage bag, and after thinking about it, he put the man's body in it, and then another mouthful of blood spurted out.
This time he took action forcefully and killed the opponent, making his body even worse before he could recover.
Chen Taizhong steadied himself before slowly coming to the hot spring and grinning, "What level of Immortal are you?"
"Sneak attack, you are shameless!" Wenquan's face turned red and he yelled.
"You know who made the sneak attack first," Chen Taizhong said, not bothering to argue on this issue. Some people feel that whatever they do is right and it is a matter of course. If others do this, it is unacceptable.
No one can wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, and he has no interest in waking them up. If he didn't want to clearly understand the differences between the various levels of immortals, he wouldn't even have the guts to speak - his body really can't bear it anymore.
.
He raised his spear and asked calmly, "You're not going to answer, are you?"
"I am the ninth level peak," Wenquan also cherished his life. When he saw Fang Ti, he wanted to stab him with his gun and hurriedly begged for mercy. "I am willing to admit defeat. I am willing to swear an oath to serve you as my master."
"Fei Qiu also said the same. He wants to donate his soul, but I haven't agreed." Chen Taizhong raised his hand and shot directly into the opponent's throat.
"Uh..." Wenquan looked in disbelief and wanted to say something else, but it was too late.
"We can't stay in this place anymore," Chen Taizhong braced himself, put the two bodies into storage bags, put away the array plates, used the invisibility technique, and stumbled away.
Because he remembered that when he was fighting Fei Qiu, there were more than three or five birds in the sky.
In other words, there are probably others who are also watching this battle through birds.
What he thought was absolutely correct. Almost an hour after he left, six figures shot towards him.
The person who came was none other than the Storm Team, who had a quarrel with Chen Taizhong in Hutou Town. The leader, Boss Mo, looked around and said, "I came late, and I don't know what the outcome will be."
"Chen Taizhong's ability to defeat the free ball is considered a blessing," the hook-nosed young man snorted coldly. The storm team's judgment of the battle situation was the same as that of Hot Spring, "The person coming from behind will definitely kill him."
"It's a pity that we didn't bring a spirit raccoon," a female wandering fairy sighed with regret. Their team has been fighting outside all year round, and they are the kind of people who "revenge their grudges on the spot", so there was a bald eagle to warn them, but it didn't work.
raccoon……
Chen Taizhong stumbled out fifty miles, found a place with sparse shrubs on the edge of the black forest, made a hole, and laid some branches on it - his experience in hunting Thunder Deer told him that places with lush forests are not
It means it is the safest.
After doing this, he got into the hole. As soon as his mind relaxed, his mind suddenly became a little unclear. He endured a lot of pain, set up an intermediate spiritual formation, took a few more pills, and gritted his teeth to prevent himself from falling into a coma.
, slowly repairing the meridians.
After he had almost repaired his meridians, he could no longer hold on and fell into a drowsy sleep.
There was no Jiazi in the mountains, and it was so cold that no one knew how old it was. He didn’t know how long it had been before he woke up and found that his chest was pressed against his back. He took out a few pieces of cold barbecue and ate it before continuing to practice. Only then did he realize that inside his body,
His meridians were tangled up.
"You can't stop taking the medicine," he took out a few pills and stuffed them into his mouth.
Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat, so he silently made his luck. The so-called cultivating madman is really not just a boast...
A month later, one day, Lei Fang, the deacon of the Red Arrow League, was walking around in the town of Hutou Town with his hands behind his back and his head held high, looking very high-spirited.
He had no reason not to be high-spirited. After being stimulated by the "Chen Taizhong Incident", he deeply felt his lack of strength. By chance, he felt that the time had come to break through the bottleneck.
So he went into seclusion for ten days, and when he came out, he was already an eighth-level immortal, and his status was greatly improved, so his current mood... everyone understands.
While he was looking around, a person suddenly appeared in front of him. When he saw this person, he was startled for a moment, then rubbed his eyes, took a closer look, and then quickly went up to meet him, "Chen... what, you eight
Level?"
"Well, you're also at level eight?" Chen Taizhong glanced at him and said, "You advanced very quickly."
If Lei Fang heard others say this, he would naturally feel complacent. The sixty-year-old eighth-level Immortal was a backbone of the family, but he really didn't dare to agree to what the person in front of him said.
Master, who has only been promoted for three or four months, has already been promoted from the first level of Youxian to the eighth level. With such a monster's speed, who dares to say that he can advance quickly?
So he could only smile awkwardly, "Just kidding, who can compare to you... By the way, I'm afraid it won't be convenient for you to enter Hutou Town. The Liang family has officially resumed the wanted order for you."
"Liang family?" A strange look flashed across Chen Taizhong's eyes, "I still want to make trouble for them. Are you tired of living?"
"Liang Mingzheng, the ancestor of the Liang family, has broken through the bottleneck and officially promoted to Spirit Immortal," Lei Fang sighed with a complicated expression.