"Bawang Fist, add some points!"

Zhou Chen used it three times in a row, consuming 224,000 Fengyue points.

In an instant.

Zhou Chen's internal organs trembled, and the internal energy of the Overlord Fist intertwined into a net, completing the fourth tempering of his internal organs.

Then comes the eighth level of body refining, the golden body, and the ninth level of body refining, the spirit refining.

So far.

Zhou Chen completed four complete body temperings and reached the third level.

Compared with Yi's archery, lightning steps and the sword that kills the general, the Overlord Fist emphasizes more on strength and focuses on overwhelm the opponent with force.

Zhou Chen raised his arms, exerted a little force, and tensed his arm muscles as if filled with infinite power.

"Bai Lianhua is such a good person!"

Feeling the power filling his body, Zhou Chen almost couldn't help but go back to "thank" her and brush up on the Fengyue points again.

"We just captured a few demons and subdued a few monsters..."

Zhou Chen hummed a song and strode forward:

"Why are there so many evil spirits?"

"Monster, take this stick from me!"

"I will kill you and make your soul tremble. The gods will tremble, the ghosts will shiver, and the wolves, insects, tigers and leopards will have nowhere to hide!"

"We just climbed over a few mountains and crossed a few rivers. How could it be so rugged and bumpy?"

"Go to a place where the mountains are more dangerous and the waters are more dangerous. I have encountered difficulties and suffered hardships, and now I have found a broad and wide road to heaven..."

"Cry!"

A large eagle was circling in the sky, seemingly mistaking Zhou Chen for its prey.

suddenly.

The eagle swooped down, and Zhou Chen looked up. The eagle was pitch black all over, very huge, with a wingspan of dozens of meters, like a fighter plane.

"In ancient times, there was a great hero, Genghis Khan, who bent his bow and shot an eagle."

"Now there is a man named Zhou who shoots the divine eagle with an arrow!"

Raising the Sunset Bow, Zhou Chen bent the bow and aimed the arrow at the swooping eagle, which immediately sensed the breath of danger!

"Cry!"

The eagle neighed, flapped its wings and flew high, like a roc, soaring into the sky.

"Want to run now?"

Zhou Chen sneered: "Too late!"

Bang! The bowstring rang like thunder, and the arrow pierced the sun like a rainbow, piercing the eagle's body.

"Cry!"

The eagle wailed, blood spilt into the sky, and then it fell headfirst.

"Master's archery skills are divine, he is truly a master archer!"

Ji Fengxia smiled sweetly and praised him endlessly.

"Fengxia's little mouth is so sweet!"

Zhou Chen pinched Ji Fengxia's pretty face. Even though he knew that she was flattering him, he still felt comfortable listening to it.

"Master, would you like to try it?"

Ji Fengxia has beautiful eyes like water, affectionate look, graceful figure, and is captivating.

"What a goblin!"

Holding Ji Fengxia's waist, Zhou Chen lowered his head and kissed her, then walked towards the place where the eagle fell.

"Brother Zhou is good at archery, but he is even more lucky with women!"

A teasing voice sounded, and Pang Yunlong slowly walked out from behind a big tree, holding a spear, looking at Zhou Chen with a sneer on his face.

"Does your face still hurt?"

Zhou Chen was not surprised. He had already spotted Pang Yunlong and had just deliberately used Yi's archery technique to shoot the eagle in order to lure Pang Yunlong over.

"Zhou Chen!"

Pang Yunlong's face darkened. That day in Tianxian Tower, he was slapped away by Zhou Chen, which was the shame of his life.

"Today, without Li Changhen and without outsiders, I wonder who else can protect you!"

Pang Yunlong tore off his disguise and made no secret of his murderous intent towards Zhou Chen.

"By you?"

Zhou Chen really didn't know who gave him the courage.

Fish Leong?

Do you really think that having the title of the first person in the seventh level of Qingyun Body Refining can kill him? "Don't think that just because you have comprehended the power of the arrow, practiced the moon-running technique, and can kill Bai Shikang, you can compete with me."

Pang Yunlong dragged his spear and walked towards Zhou Chen step by step: "There is a gap between the seventh level of body refining and the seventh level of body refining!"

"You are right!"

Before Zhou Chen finished speaking, Pang Yunlong's pupils shrank, and a huge sense of crisis made his hair stand on end.

He didn't even see Zhou Chen, but he raised the gun across his chest without thinking.

The next moment.

A fist came straight at him and landed on the gun barrel.

Bang! Pang Yunlong's eyes bulged out and became bloodshot, and his mouth opened wide.

With just one punch, his knuckles were broken and the third-level spear was bent. The indescribable terrifying force of the fist wrapped around the spear and hit his chest.

The third-order inner armor was shattered, and the internal organs were turned into pieces. Even the internal energy that was cultivated to the peak of the seventh level of body refining could not protect the internal organs.

Under Zhou Chen's punch, everything was as soft as paper.

"Overlord Fist!"

Blood mixed with internal organs spurted out, and Pang Yunlong stared at Zhou Chen in disbelief.

This kind of power requires the Overlord Fist to be cultivated to at least the eighth level of the Golden Body Realm, or even to reach perfection in the Golden Body Realm.

And Zhou Chen's major is Yi Archery! "You... you hid it so well... puff..."

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Pang Yunlong fell to the ground with a bang, dead.

"Bawang Fist, it's really overbearing!"

Zhou Chen was very satisfied with this punch, and he grabbed Pang Yunlong's storage bag and ordered: "Fengxia, clean the floor!"

"Yes, Master!"

Ji Fengxia casually shot out a divine fire, and Pang Yunlong's body was burned to ashes. When the wind blew away, nothing was left.

"There are quite a few treasures."

Zhou Chen's spiritual sense briefly swept across the storage bag, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He was rewarded with a golden belt for killing people and setting fires. This is true.

He performed the Qi-forcing technique, searching for the thing with the strongest Qi.

One day later.

Zhou Chen suddenly saw three dazzling balls of "Qi" of different colors in the distance, two of which were moving quickly.

"One of the Qi belongs to a human, the other is most likely a monster, and the remaining Qi that is still is definitely a treasure..."

Zhou Chen restrained his breath, performed the art of concealing the truth, and became invisible, rushing towards the three dazzling groups of "Qi".

Two and a half minutes later, Zhou Chen took advantage of the cover of the huge forest and rushed to the top of a towering tree.

Here, Zhou Chen could clearly see the two people fighting in front.

"Jianxiong!"

Zhou Chen recognized the fighting woman at a glance. She had a blank expression on her face. She was holding a fourth-tier divine sword with fierce power as she fought with a giant python.

This giant python has two heads, a slightly bulging bump on its head, and claws on its abdomen. It can no longer be considered a python, but a dragon.

"Two-headed Yin-Yang dragon..."

Zhou Chen thought of the records he saw in the Qingyun Sect’s library. The two-headed Yin-Yang Dragon had the attributes of ice and fire.

One of its heads is made of ice, and it can spit out cold air to freeze its enemies.

One head is of the fire element and can spit fire to burn the enemy.

The place where the two-headed Yin-Yang Dragon is born is often a rare place where Yin and Yang meet, where a rare treasure, the Yin-Yang Forgetful Flower, can be born.

The Yin-Yang Wangchuan Flower is the most poisonous in the world, and its toxicity is extraordinary. However, all things in the world are interdependent and mutually exclusive, and strange poisons can often be transformed into strange medicines.

Zhou Chen looked at the other group of 'Qi' he had seen before. It was in the center of a spring where ice and fire converged, and there was a twin flower growing on the same stem.

One flower is fiery red, and the other is pitch black.

"It's the Yin-Yang Forgetful Flower!"

Zhou Chen recognized the flower. Now he was no longer the wild cultivator who knew nothing.

The Qingyun Sect has a rich collection of books, and Patriarch Lianhua also has a large collection of books.

Zhou Chen also has some knowledge.

"roar!"

The two-headed Yin-Yang dragon roared, and a ball of cold air spewed out from its left head. Wherever it passed, the flowers, plants, and trees were all frozen.

A ball of fire spit out from the right side of the head, and the temperature in the air rose sharply, it was like a world of ice and fire.

Jian Xiong had an indifferent expression, he became one with the sword, dodged the ice and fire, and slashed the left head of the two-headed Yin-Yang dragon with one sword.

His entire head was nearly chopped off.

The two-headed Yin-Yang dragon roared in pain and grabbed Jian Xiong's chest with one claw, tearing the inner armor of the fourth-level magic weapon apart.

Swish!

Blood spurted out and Zhou Chen's eyes suddenly widened.

Originally, Zhou Chen thought that although Jian Xiong was very beautiful, it was difficult to tell whether she was a female or not, because she not only dressed in men's clothes, but also had an airport.

But now Zhou Chen realized that he was wrong.

He was so wrong.

Jianxiong’s airport is fake.

She actually bound herself tightly with a white silk, but was now torn apart by the two-headed Yin-Yang dragon. The breadth of her mind was astonishing.

"Fortunately, it's not like those frauds in my previous life, otherwise it would have exploded..."

Zhou Chen felt emotional, but even if it was genuine, she still had three deep wounds on her body from the dragon's scratches.

However, Jian Xiong did not retreat but advanced instead, as if unaware, without caring at all about the terrible wound on his body, and with one sword he split the other head of the two-headed Yin-Yang dragon into two halves.

"hiss!"

Zhou Chen took a deep breath. What a ruthless person! He was ruthless to his enemies and even more ruthless to himself.

The two-headed Yin-Yang dragon fell to the ground with a loud bang. Jian Xiong couldn't help but spit out blood. He knelt on one knee and relied on his sword to support himself so as not to fall down.

She was seriously injured. The two-headed Yin-Yang Dragon had a second-level cultivation level, comparable to the realm of divine power. A desperate attack was enough to easily tear apart the body of an ordinary ninth-level body-refining warrior.

If she had not reached the twelfth level and had a strong body, she would have been snapped in half by that blow.

"careful!"

Zhou Chen suddenly spoke.

Jian Xiong suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhou Chen. The two-headed Yin-Yang dragon behind her was not dead yet, and its long tail hit her heavily.

"puff!"

Jian Xiong spat out a mouthful of blood, his bones crackled, and he flew out.

Zhou Chen jumped down from the treetop and hugged her.

"I reminded you to be careful!"

Zhou Chen shook his head. Jian Xiong had fainted.

He reached out and touched her, and found that in addition to the fatal claw on Jian Xiong's chest, the last blow from his tail had broken countless bones in her body.

I only have one breath left at this moment.

If it weren't for Jian Xiong's strong body, that blow from his tail would have been enough to smash her into a meat patty.

"You're lucky to have met me!"

Zhou Chen used the Thunder Ruyi Hand to temporarily stabilize Jian Xiong's injuries, and then quickly picked the Yin-Yang Wangchuan Flower and put it away.

The two heads of the two-headed Yin-Yang dragon were chopped off, and it delivered a final blow with its tenacious vitality, and then died completely.

However, its corpse is full of treasures. Zhou Chen hates wasting food the most, so he usually eats every grain of rice in the bowl.

With a wave of his hand, he put the two-headed Yin-Yang Dragon into the Fengyue Treasure Mirror, then picked up Jian Xiong's soft body and left quickly.

After one stick of incense.

Zhou Chen opened a cave on the mountainside and placed Jian Xiong on a stone bed covered with bedding. Only then did he have time to take a close look at this woman who was ranked second on the Hundred Flowers List and the Prodigy List.

Thinking of how fiercely and fearlessly she had fought before, like an emotionless soldier, Zhou Chen felt that she was more like a female war god.

Looking closely at this beautiful female warrior, Zhou Chen gradually felt a sense of amazement.

She is beautiful, heroic, cold and fierce when fighting.

At this moment, her brows were slightly furrowed, and a hint of pain was faintly visible on her cold and beautiful face like white jade.

Although this look is somewhat inconsistent with her temperament, it is quite charming.

"puff!"

Bright red blood oozed from Jian Xiong's mouth. Zhou Chen's eyes narrowed as he looked at the hideous claw marks on her jade-like great chest:

"She must be treated immediately!"

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(End of this chapter)