Zhang Heng was like a ghost lurking in the sun, traveling through the entire woods. No monk who had perfect Qi Refining Qi that he encountered could escape the end of death.

In one or two hours, Zhang Heng killed five cultivators who had perfect Qi Refining in the woods, each time it was done in one or two breaths.

After wandering around the woods for another hour, I never found any cultivator in the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

"It's still two left." Zhang Heng sighed softly. After experiencing the road of purgatory and the gate of life and death, killing a few people who were unfamiliar with him at this moment would not leave much trouble in his heart.

Before he knew it, the otakus on Earth who was once a little cowardly and hesitant no longer existed, and was replaced by a cruel and decisive cultivator.

This is also a manifestation of human adaptation to the environment. If they do not adapt to the environment, they will be eliminated by the environment.

"It seems that there are no cultivators above the late stage of Qi Refining in the woods."

Zhang Heng decisively gave up the woods and quickly moved out of the woods.

Not far from the woods, Zhang Heng discovered that the camp outside had been divided into two sides, with a total of fifty or sixty people.

"Hey! Why is there only one cultivator who has perfected Qi Refining?" Zhang Heng felt very strange and quickly used his spiritual sense to scan the radius of hundreds of meters.

The only Qi Refining Great Perfection Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation is in one of the camps. Zhang Heng doesn’t want to act so hasty. He is beaten by dozens of Qi Refining Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation, which is also a depressing thing, although Zhang Heng has the capital to beat him up.

While watching the fierce fighting between the two camps, they were looking for the last Qi-refining Great Perfection Cultivation Cultivation around them.

"It's true." Zhang Heng searched again and again, but he did not find the last cultivator who had perfected Qi Refining.

What exactly went wrong?

Zhang Heng's eyes suddenly discovered a river not far away. His eyes lit up and he hurriedly hid to the other side.

In the sky, the middle-aged man in the middle stage of foundation building observed the battle below, with a faint smile on his face, and sometimes he would stroke his beard with his hands.

However, at some point, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Wow! He drove the escape light and entered the battle platform, and the target quickly locked in the woods.

After a few breaths, he reached the sky above the woods, and Bian Fei used his spiritual sense to observe.

"It's weird! Why is there only one cultivator who has perfect Qi Refining?" The middle-aged man in the foundation-building stage suddenly flew over the sky again and fell into a brief meditation.

Suddenly, he remembered the three great Qi-refining monks who died for no reason in the academy last night.

"Did there be monks from the Foundation Establishment Stage who have been infiltrated here with the intention of killing students with excellent talent?"

He quickly came to a conclusion, flew out of the No. 3 Fighting Platform, and said to the foundation-building monk of the No. 2 Fighting Platform, "Go and notify the vice president and others. The situation on the No. 3 Fighting Platform is abnormal. There are only one of the six great Qi-refining monks. I suspect that other masters from other academys have mixed in..."

The foundation-building cultivator on the No. 2 Fighting Platform said anxiously: "You should first look at the last cultivator who has perfect Qi Refining Qi, and I will go to the vice president and the others immediately."

"Go quickly!" The middle-aged man in the Foundation Establishment Stage quickly returned to the sky above the No. 2 Fighting Platform, standing still, his spiritual sense locked around the last Qi-refining Great Perfection Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation.

"There are some hidden monks in the river, but their cultivation level is extremely low."

Zhang Heng quickly hid back from the riverside.

"Is it because of the three great Qi-refining cultivators who were killed last night... one of them is one of the members of Taichung who participated in the No. 3 Fighting."

In the end, Zhang Heng finally came to only one conclusion.

So far, a total of eight cultivators with higher cultivation levels than themselves have been killed, just the right time to get two.

His eyes fell on the last cultivator who had perfect Qi cultivation in the crowd again, and Zhang Heng slowly approached him.

In the middle of this, Zhang Heng could dodge the spells, and resisted the spells that could not dodge.

Soon, Zhang Heng approached the Great Perfection Cultivator a few meters away.

And at this moment, Zhang Heng suddenly felt a wave of spiritual consciousness nearby.

"Be careful!" The eyes of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator in the sky were flashing in his eyes, and he barely saw Zhang Heng's almost transparent figure.

"Swish!" He rushed towards Zhang Heng with his escape light.

Zhang Heng didn't need to look at it to know that his whereabouts were discovered by the one in the sky.

"Bang" Zhang Heng attacked the last cultivator who had perfected Qi Refining with one palm.

But the monk seemed to be alert and actually avoided the vital part. Zhang Heng hit his shoulder with a palm.

"Crack!" His entire arm was broken, and the part he was hit was covered in blood and his bones were shattered.

"Ah!" He screamed and his body flew more than ten meters away.

Zhang Heng coldly glanced at the Foundation Establishment Cultivator who was rushing towards him, thinking that it must be the other party's divine consciousness that saved the life of the monk just now.

At this moment, three amazing auras came from a distance, and three rays of escape lights were flying towards this side.

"No, they are actually three monks in the late stage of foundation building."

Zhang Heng glanced at him in a hurry, and a silver blade condensed in his hand.

"Swish--" The silver sharp blade cut through the air and flew out more than ten meters away, just hitting the throat of the unconscious Qi-refining Great Perfection monk.

Puff! Blood overflowed, the monk was dead.

Nine! There is still the last one left, and Zhang Heng's heartbeat is faster.

At this time, Zhang Heng's figure was also exposed to public, and the middle-aged man in the Foundation Establishment Period had already flew dozens of meters away from him.

The three late-stage monks in the foundation building stage in the distance are still several hundred meters away from Zhang Heng.

"The last person is you!"

Zhang Heng's eyes suddenly locked in the middle-aged man in the foundation-building period flying towards this side. He did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the middle-aged man in the middle-aged man in the foundation-building period.

In the middle age of the foundation-building stage, you can feel the strong murderous intent from Zhang Heng. Originally, the other party was just a cultivator in the late stage of Qi refining and did not see the other party.

But when the other party thought that he killed so many cultivators with great perfection without knowing his knowledge, he must have concealed his strength, and the other party's cultivation may still be above him.

With the magic tricks on your hand, a sky-blue protective ring like a water curtain was formed on your body.

It wasn't over yet. He slapped the storage bag with his hand, and a defensive shield appeared in front of him. It turned out to be a low-grade defensive spirit weapon.

"Om." The shield suddenly became several times larger, and a huge shield phantom formed around it, blocking Zhang Heng's way out.

At this moment, Zhang Heng was already flying over with great momentum.

"Ding Ding Ding..." Zhang Heng's hand shot several silver sharp edges, but they were all blocked by the low-grade defensive spirit weapon.

The power of the defensive spirit weapon is several times higher than that of the Qi Refining Cultivator in the hands of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator, so Zhang Heng did not break the opponent's defense in a short period of time.

Huh! A trace of madness flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes, his speed increased sharply again, the silver light on his body flashed with a confusing light, and his whole body hit forward like a meteor.

The middle-aged man in the Foundation Establishment Stage was also shocked, and it was impossible to avoid it.

"Bang!" A silver flame burned on Zhang Heng's fist and hit the huge shield phantom hard.

"Bang!" A deafening sound rippled throughout the audience.

A fist-shaped hole appeared on the shield phantom and the shield's body at the same time.

"Come again!" Zhang Heng's speed did not decrease, and the silver flames on his fist reflected his determined and determined face.

“It’s so scary…”

The middle-aged monk's mouth was still covered with blood, and his feet were filled with light and flew towards the direction of the three late-stage monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

It is impossible for Zhang Heng to catch up with the other party in a short time. The other party uses a higher level of escape light, which is much faster than ordinary wind control techniques.

The flames on the fist suddenly went out, and Zhang Heng stared at the middle-aged man who was fleeing in a hurry.

At this time, three late-stage monks in the foundation building stage in the distance were not far away from here.

"You can't escape."

Zhang Heng opened his mouth and spit out a miniature spiritual weapon like a crescent moon, which was the previous mid-grade spiritual weapon Yue Shang.

However, at this moment, Yue Shang had reached the limit of spiritual weapon-level magic weapon, and his body was as crystal clear as snow jade, flashing with a cold edge, like the sickle of the god of death.

"Om" Yue Shang's size became normal, and a phantom passed through the void, and suddenly shot towards the middle-aged man who was running away from the foundation-building stage.

After two breaths, Yue Shang caught up with the middle-aged foundation-building cultivator.

"Click--"

"Puchi--"

"ah--"

Above Tianluo Academy, a sad silver crescent moon passed through a spectacular scene in the void, and blood flew like a blooming flame flower.

"call out!"

Zhang Heng took over the silver weapon like a crescent moon and stood proudly in the void, like an undefeated peerless master, while the middle-aged body of the foundation-building period fell to the ground weakly.

"You, you..." The three foundation-building cultivators who rushed over were staring at Zhang Heng with anger on their faces.

"Haha, do you three want to go together?"

Zhang Heng held Yue Shang tightly, and gently stroked the void. A dazzling crescent-shaped blade snatched the air with a "swish" sound, hitting the restriction on the outside of the fighting platform.

Boom! The entire No. 3 battle platform was filled with a violent sensation, and the periphery was instantly broken.

"What a terrible attack!" The three deputy deans in the later stage of foundation building changed drastically.

(Haha, the monthly ticket has increased, the efforts of fast food have not been in vain. Chapter 3 is here as promised. If the monthly ticket can reach 5, try to break out a big chapter the day after tomorrow, complete the second volume, and let the protagonist end everything...) (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in.readnovel., more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)
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