The white wind column made a sharp whistling sound, tore through the surface of the river and crashed into the path, winding like a snake towards the stunned Li Qian.

Li Qian looked at Chu Tian in disbelief. A mere fisherman from the Baimang River was actually a martial arts master. Li Qian could barely believe that such a thing was possible. After all, the Ten Thousand Wild Mountains were vast and boundless. Who knew how many mysterious and unpredictable things were hidden in these mountains?

A small-minded person in the city who is as bad as a pig or a dog obtains some martial arts secrets in the mountains, practices hard for many years and has a certain level of martial arts skills. This kind of thing is possible!

But Li Qian couldn't believe that Chu Tian was actually a mystic!

How much effort did Li Qian's family spend? How many resources did they mobilize? They invested a mountain of gold and silver in him, which made him stand out in the Egret Academy, inherit the secret method of the academy, and be crowned with the seal of the academy by the academy's bachelor, and master the secret method of 'wind'!

After receiving the seal initiation, Li Qian spent countless resources to nourish his body and soul with various elixirs, and recited secret mantras day and night to polish the seal. It was only three years ago that he was able to achieve unity of spirit, energy and soul, and luckily condensed the first trace of magic power.

Chu Tian is just a fishmonger in Baimang River!

He is just a cheap and dirty guy hanging around in the market!

How could a lowly person like him, who was as bad as a pig or a dog, inherit the secret method? How could he have such a large amount of resources to support him in polishing the seals, tempering his body and soul, and allowing him to gather magic power?

Without the support of a huge fortune and massive resources, unless one has extraordinary talent, who can easily train a mystic?

The white wind column swung its head and tail as it howled towards Li Qian. The trees along the way were torn to pieces by the strong winds brought by the wind column, and a ditch several feet deep appeared on the ground again. Countless broken branches and leaves flew up, and the surrounding area was filled with black smoke, to the point where you could not see your hand in front of you.

“I don’t accept it!” Li Qian spat out a mouthful of blood and screamed, “I, Li Qian, am of noble birth. My family has spent countless efforts and money, and I have also received constant instruction from the famous teachers of the Egret Academy. Only then have I reached my current level of cultivation!”

"Chu Tian, ​​you filthy bitch who deserves to die a thousand times! Are you worthy of being a mystic?" Li Qian screamed and suddenly pulled out from his sleeve the bronze mace that Zhou Liuyun used to smash the door of Captain Wang Qi's mansion that night.

He bit the tip of his tongue, and a small piece of flesh and a large amount of blood spurted onto the bronze mace.

Green lightning symbols gradually lit up on the four-sided bronze mace. Li Qian's body twitched violently, and blood kept spurting out of the tip of his tongue. Drops of blood kept flying into the bronze mace.

He had very little magic power left, and if he wanted to activate the powerful thunder magic in the bronze mace, he could only use his own blood and essence to provide the strength.

The hair on his temples quickly turned gray, and even his fair and tender face had more than a dozen wrinkles, and deep crow's feet appeared at the corners of his eyes. In just a blink of an eye, Li Qian had aged thirty or fifty years!

Although the mystic possesses powerful secret techniques, he may also face huge risks at any time!

When magic power is not enough to cope with the consumption of a powerful secret technique, the mystic can only pay with his own blood and lifespan; when blood and lifespan cannot provide sufficient consumption, the mystic can only sacrifice his soul!

On the bronze mace, strands of green lightning were rapidly jumping. More than a dozen strands of lightning as thin as hair were more than a foot long and kept flashing happily on the top of the bronze mace.

Li Qian had a grim smile on his face, bared his teeth, and clenched the bronze mace in his hands. He aimed at the direction where the white wind column was coming from and was ready to hit it hard.

Chu Tian saw the bronze mace in Li Qian's hand, and also saw the green lightning jumping on the bronze mace. A great breath of danger came over him. The feeling that this bronze mace gave Chu Tian was much more dangerous than when he was seven years old and his 'tiger father' threw a ferocious wolf in front of him and asked him to fight to the death with the wolf!

"The Great Dream Divine Scripture condenses the Heavenly Seal. Do you know why I chose the 'Heavenly Seal of Wind'?" Chu Tian muttered to himself. An invisible breeze appeared out of thin air and quickly surrounded his feet, making his body become unusually light.

"My sword can kill people within five steps. But both Tiger Daddy and Green Lady told me that if I could have the same agile movements as Ah Que, the power of my sword would at least double!"

"So, I chose 'Wind Seal'. This is also my luck!"

Chu Tian moved, an invisible breeze entangled his feet, he jumped up, lightly touched the water with his toes, and rushed out like an arrow shot from a strong bow. He crossed several feet of the river in one step and came to the path on the shore. He bent down, grabbed a fist-sized stone, and threw it out with all his strength.

"Chu Tian, ​​you petty people in the market can never imagine the heritage of our Bailu Academy!" Li Qianzhi smiled complacently. Dust was rising around him, and countless broken branches and leaves were fluttering. He didn't see Tian's movements clearly and didn't know that Chu Tian had rushed to within less than three feet of him.

A white column of wind roared over, and Li Qian gritted his teeth, swung the bronze mace and smashed it down heavily.

With a loud bang, a flash of lightning as thick as a thumb spurted out from the bronze mace. The white wind column was shattered by the thunderstorm. Dozens of palm-sized wind blades swept around, cutting off dozens of large trees on both sides of the path.

The remaining force of the lightning hit the ground two meters in front of Li Qian.

Dust flew everywhere amidst the loud noise. Chu Tian only felt a wave of heat coming towards him and a huge force hitting his chest. He flew up involuntarily and fell back into the river. On the ground in front of him, a large pit with a diameter of three feet and a depth of about one foot had been created by the lightning and fire.

The stone in his hand had already flown out. Li Qian was holding a bronze mace and laughing wildly. The stone flew over and hit him heavily on the bridge of his nose.

Chu Tian's martial energy was exhausted, but his muscles and bones were quite strong, and the stone also carried a force of thousands of pounds. Li Qian's tall nose was smashed into his face, and large pieces of broken bones mixed with blood spurted out of his nostrils.

Li Qian screamed in pain, his vision suddenly went dark, he fell headfirst to the ground, and the bronze mace flew seven or eight feet away and fell into the forest.

"Die!" Chu Tian endured the severe pain in his chest and jumped out of the river. With a wisp of wind entangled under his feet, he ran to Li Qian at full speed. His right palm was like a knife, stabbing Li Qian's heart with extreme cruelty.

With a humming sound, there was a faint fluctuation of strange air flow on Chu Tian's fingertips. When his palm stabbed down, it actually brought out a whistling sound like a sword breaking through the air.

Zhou Liuyun's disciple, an enemy who has mastered powerful secret techniques, Chu Tian will never let such a person survive!

From childhood to adulthood, the education Chu Tian received was: the enemy must die, the sooner the better, the faster the better; never leave your enemy any chance of survival!

When the fingertips were about to pierce Li Qian's chest, Li Qian suddenly opened his eyes. His face was covered with blood and he could not see anything. However, he still felt the great danger. He almost collapsed and cried out: "I am a member of the Qinzhou Li family. You dare to kill me?"

The sword entered his body and pierced through Li Qian's chest.

Chu Tian's palm penetrated Li Qian's body and sank a full foot into the ground.

He looked at Li Qian's suddenly stiff face and sneered: "Why don't you dare?" Announcement: Biquge app Android, Apple dedicated version, say goodbye to all advertisements, please follow the WeChat public account to download and install: appxsyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy)