Wang Chen hid his aura and flew through the mountains and forests.
Even though his body felt like it was being roasted by flames and cut into pieces by a thousand knives, he didn't dare to stop at all.
Because behind him, there were more than a dozen cultivators with extremely strong auras quietly following him.
He tried every means, but he couldn't get rid of the other party.
"There must be someone among these people who is good at tracking secret techniques." Wang Chen frowned secretly.
If it was normal, he would be at ease with the group of people behind him without fear.
However, now he is in severe pain in his internal organs, his real power is disordered, and his situation is extremely bad. And once he activates his real power to fight, the situation will be ten times worse. Killing him on the spot may be the best outcome.
He could only hold on and pretend that nothing had happened, otherwise once the person being tracked discovered his true condition, the situation would become extremely dangerous.
Quietly taking out the fragments of Xuan Qing's clone, absorbing the spiritual power from them, and racing against time to recover.
At the same time, he was thinking lightning in his mind.
Simply show your weak side and make the other party mistakenly think that you still have strength.
No, when the temptation of profit is great enough, doing this will make the hungry wolf pounce on you without thinking.
Continue to hold on?
This is nothing but slow death.
Kill? The aura behind him is so complicated that it is impossible to finish the kill.
It's like there are many people on the other side who are not afraid of death, but your gun has limited bullets, and in the end you just drag a few unlucky people into the water.
He is thinking.
Suddenly, a vague aura came over, this one contained an insidious and murderous aura.
Wang Chen gritted his teeth and boom! There was a flash of red air. He used the remaining real power and used the terrifying speed of Shura Dao to gallop forward, instantly turning into a red light and flashing past.
Behind him, various flying swords carried the cultivators rapidly passing by.
There were faint sounds of curses and complaints in the air.
"I told you that he was dying, so you could take action!"
The sound gradually faded away, and the place became calm again.
The sound of sonic boom filled his ears. Wang Chen forced the Shura Sword Technique, but the consequences were serious. At this moment, his whole body was numb and his eyes were filled with stars.
The blood that surged up from the internal organs could not be contained, and it spurted out mouth after mouth, and was shattered by the sound barrier.
It was getting darker and darker before his eyes, and he couldn't hold on any longer, so he had no choice but to move his sword downwards desperately.
Viewed from the air, there is a large lake below.
He put away the flying sword, suddenly took out Xuan Qing's clone in his hand, and suddenly fell into the lake with the clone in his arms.
thump.
The lake water stirred up big waves, and he sank to the bottom, frantically absorbing the Yuanling Qi in Xuan Qing's clone.
With the other hand, he held the Six-Path Sword tightly, converting the power of Yuanling into the power of repair, and constantly repaired his injuries.
The bottom of the river was filled with soft mud, and he slowly sank into the mud, concentrating his breath.
After a while, the sound of cultivators flying in the sky came from the sky, and Wang Chen's nerves suddenly became tense.
But the sound of flying in the air did not stop at all, and quickly went away.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
But I immediately realized something was wrong.
Just now, he ran away quickly, changing directions several times along the way. Even so, he was still being tracked in the right direction, which meant that he was not able to escape tracking at all!
His eyes suddenly opened wide, and he jumped out of the water with a bang.
In his sight, he could see that the cultivator who seemed to be far away just now had turned in a different direction and was approaching him silently.
On the other side, there were also three cultivators approaching quietly.
Seeing him appear, these four people no longer concealed themselves and came roaring towards him.
Three Nirvana cultivators and one Foundation Establishment cultivator, the leader of whom has achieved Nirvana four times!
"How did you track me?" Wang Chen's eyes turned cold.
"We were just passing by," the foundation-building cultivator said with a smile, "it was just a chance encounter."
"If you offend me repeatedly, you are seeking death." Wang Chen's eyes flashed red.
The Shura Sword Technique was unleashed again. The bone-chilling murderous intent made the three weaker cultivators feel terrified.
"Pretending!" Only the fourth-time Nirvana cultivator showed no fear at all and swept forward with a sword.
Zheng. The sword energy flashed across.
There was no one in the air.
"He ran away again!" A young cultivator said angrily. Under the terrifying murderous intent, he subconsciously took out a protective magical weapon to save his life, which made him furious.
"He can't run away, chase him." The cultivator of the Fourth Nirvana looked at the cultivator of Foundation Establishment, but saw the latter's expression suddenly changed drastically.
"The breath has disappeared! How could he find a trace of my connection? This is impossible."
A thousand meters away, Wang Chen pulled off a piece of transparent film from his back.
This film was about the size of a fingernail and extremely thin. However, upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a transparent and breathless insect lying on my back.
I guess there is a magic among that group of cultivators that can sense this kind of insect.
A ball of golden flame surged over and burned the insect to ashes.
He flew wildly with his sword again.
Until his real power was exhausted, he had no idea how far he had run.
Finally getting rid of these cultivators for the time being, Wang Chen had no time to breathe. With a flash of sword energy, he dug a hole on a mountain wall and got in.
Soon, a layer of milky white aura enveloped his body, and six small swords floated into the sky to repair the damage to his body.
The Six Paths Sword is indeed a fusion of the swordsmanship of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. Once practiced to the depths, the physical body becomes as hard as the golden body of Buddhism.
Otherwise, Xue Wuxue's dying punch alone could have penetrated Wang Chen's heart.
It has been three days since I ended this retreat, and my external injuries are almost healed.
However, a hot and violent aura still put him in a desperate situation.
It is Xue Wuxue's breath of burning life.
Wang Chen opened his eyes. He didn't know what this breath was. He only felt that it contained destructive and terrifying power.
Although he used ancestral energy to wrap that aura, the golden aura was like a ball of hot lava that could destroy his inner body at any time.
Since you can't swallow it, just spit it out.
He wrapped the breath and tried to expel it from his body. After a long time, Wang Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The blood was extremely hot, and when it touched the ground, it started to boil like boiling water.
failed...
This strange force is like a tarsal maggot that will never stop dying.
"Xue Wuxue, this damn ghost!"
"You don't want me to feel better even if I die." Wang Chen was a little annoyed.
This is a big trouble.
Before this ball of blood energy is completely eliminated, if he fights fiercely with others, this force may break the package of his ancestral energy and burn his inner abdomen.
Extremely dangerous.
Fortunately, I am temporarily safe at the moment and still have the opportunity to find countermeasures.
This battle with Xue Wentian further stabilized his realm.
It also made him understand that without strength, he was like a moving treasure that everyone wanted to share.
If you go out now, you will be in the limelight, so it is better to avoid the limelight for a while.
Wang Chen no longer hesitated, and began to practice in the cave.
His mind was still in the midst of the heavenly movement, when suddenly he felt like he was being spied on.
Almost as soon as he opened his eyes suddenly, Wang Chen had already rushed out of the cave like a ghost.
In mid-air, a cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Condensation was staring dumbfoundedly at Wang Chen who suddenly appeared in front of him.
To him, Wang Chen's speed was like teleportation.
This cultivator was covered in dust, with dark skin and a dull face.
"It's actually a casual cultivator?" Wang Chenyi frowned. Is it just a coincidence?
"Senior, do you have anything to do with this junior?" The casual cultivator lowered his head in fear.
"What are you doing here?" Wang Chen asked.
"Junior, come here to collect some elixirs in exchange for spiritual stones." The casual cultivator's voice was very respectful.
"snort!"
Wang Chen snorted coldly and punched the casual cultivator away hard.
Bang. The casual cultivator screamed and fell to the ground, screaming in a pile of rubble.
Fortunately, his distance in the air was not high, otherwise he would have fallen to his death.
Wang Chen landed on the ground and looked down at the cultivator.
"If you don't want me to break all the bones in your body and feed them to the dogs, then tell me honestly everything you know."
"Such a casual cultivator actually came to see me?"
At this moment, Wang Chen didn't even realize the seriousness of the situation, and was slightly stunned.