C6

Zi Chen had not appeared for two days.

Zhao Can had a bad feeling about this, he wanted to retreat, but when he thought of how he would have to face Wang Xiong's questioning when he returned, he couldn't help but shiver in his heart. Compared to Wang Xiong, Zhao Can was more willing to face him.

He still didn't know that the Chinese sage root had already been eaten by Zi Chen.

Lin Hao was Lin Ying's blood relative, and the people of this world were not as bad as Zhao Can had said. At least Lin Ying treated Lin Hao very well, the two of them cultivated together, and joined the outer sect of the Spirit Martial Sect, dreaming of entering the internal portal together.

This time, Lin Hao was suddenly killed, Lin Ying had to take revenge, even if he had to chase to the ends of the earth, he had to kill Zi Chen.

Of course, the premise of all this was that they did not know that Zi Chen had already swallowed the Chinese sage root and recovered its strength.

On the third day, snow began to fall from the sky again, and snowflakes began to fall once more.

Zi Chen sat cross legged behind a big boulder and operated Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering Art. The surrounding Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth quickly gathered towards Zi Chen like small streams, flowing through his pores into the meridians in his body. After going through half a cycle of circulation, all of this energy was once again absorbed by his heart.

Zi Chen had gotten used to this scene in the past two days. The energy that the heart absorbed was not very pure, but the reverse energy, was pure and terrifying.

A wave of silver energy s returned from the ball in his heart and rushed into the fresh blood, skin, bones, and even the dantian.

Amongst the dantian, Zi Chen's zhenqi was resting here. This was a silver colored zhenqi, within the zhenqi, there was even an unremarkable electrical light flashing.

A wave of pure energy poured into the dantian, causing it to slightly tremble. After that, these silver energy began to increase dramatically.

"Buzz!" The dantian was trembling, and the silver energy was undergoing a metamorphosis …

Zi Chen opened his eyes, and snowflakes fell from his eyelashes. A hint of shock appeared in Zi Chen's eyes, "I broke through the second level of the zhenqi, in just two days."

After just two days of breakthrough, Zi Chen's talent had suddenly become terrifyingly high. With such cultivation speed, even the internal portal disciples would be shocked.

"The second floor's zhenqi, has a physique comparable to Level Four Vicious Beasts. It's time to settle the score." The ecstatic Zi Chen, eyes flashed with a cold light, killing intent filled the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Can and Lin Ying were flying in the sky while facing the flying snow.

"It's been almost three days, and there's still no trace of Zi Chen." Flying Snow landed on his face with an incomparably cold expression. Zhao Can's heart had also turned cold, and he no longer had enough confidence.

"What are you trying to say?" Lin Ying turned and stared coldly at Zhao Can.

A bitter look appeared on Zhao Can's face as he said: "What I mean is that we should retreat first, and only think of a way to deal with Zi Chen when we enter the sect."

Lin Ying said coldly: "Do you think I'm stupid? A person with a crippled dantian would actually return to the sect? If you go back by yourself, I will definitely kill Zi Chen and take revenge for my brother. "

Zhao Can looked at Lin Ying, wanting to say something, but held back.

"I know what you're going to say." Lin Ying's eyes held a hint of ridicule, "In your eyes, this brother is only for sale. It is not worth taking revenge for this brother. But in my, Lin Ying's, heart, brother is brother.

Zhao Can did not refute him, because the two of them had different perspectives. To Zhao Can, other than himself, he could abandon anyone else as long as it was profitable.

Right now, what he was most worried about was, if he continued searching, the two people's food would be gone, moreover, the internal portal examination was not far away, he still had to think of a way to get a zhenqi Pellet for himself to break through, and successfully enter the internal portal.

Zhao Can already had the intention to retreat, but in that instant, a feeling of danger emerged from the bottom of his heart, and a strong gust of wind appeared again from behind him.

"Die!"

After the incident with Lin Hao, they were all much more careful. Even when talking to each other, they did not let down their guard. With the appearance of the strong wind behind him, Zhao Can shouted angrily as the short dagger in his hand was unsheathed in an instant, and fiercely thrusted towards the back.

"Bang!"

A dull sound came out, Zhao Can felt that he had hit a wall, and his body could not help but be thrown out.

While flying backwards, he saw Zi Chen retracting his fist. In the previous strike, the short dagger had struck Zi Chen's fist, but it had only cut open the opponent's arm and did not sever the finger.

Zhao Can's heart had sunk to the bottom of the valley.

"Zi Chen, hand over your life!"

Lin Ying bellowed, with a whoosh, he took out his long knife, and with a flash of his blade, he chopped towards Zi Chen.

The Sky Martial Continent was divided into ten levels, the Battle skills was divided into three levels, the third level, the second level, and the first level. At present, whether it was Zi Chen or Zhao Can and the others, they only knew the third-rate combat skills.

third-rate combat skills, Wind Slaying Blade.

When the saber art was unleashed, it was as if it was like a tiger raking the wind or a wave. It was strong and fierce.

A blade light that was like a gale wind appeared in front of Zi Chen, under such an attack, Zi Chen had no choice but to retreat.

Just at this moment, a sharp cold light appeared from the other side. It was Zhao Can, seizing the opportunity to kill Zi Chen.

Zi Chen's eyes were filled with killing intent, he blocked Lin Ying's blade with all his might, and after dodging Zhao Can's fatal strike, he threw a punch straight towards Zhao Can's chest.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, a blood line flashed across the air and knocked Zhao Can flying once again. However, three more wounds appeared on Zi Chen's body and fresh blood flowed out from them.

One strike, but Zhao Can did not die. He was merely injured, and prepared to step forward, but was blocked by the blade of light. Lin Ying once again launched a fierce attack.

"Roar!"

The fierce fist wind was like a tiger's roar, Zi Chen also used his Fierce Tiger Fist, clashing with the blade light.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Intense sounds of collisions rang out continuously.

"What, you actually have a zhenqi, and your dantian has recovered?" Lin Ying who was trying his best was shocked, and could not help but shout out.

Zi Chen did not say a word, and continued to use the three moves of the Fierce Tiger Fist.

Fierce tiger goes down the mountain. Fierce tiger roars. Fierce tiger pounces on food.

The fierce attack carried the might of a tiger and the wind.

"Kill! We must kill him, or else we will die in the future!" Zhao Can stood up from afar and took a deep breath, then rushed forward while holding onto his short dagger.

It was fine if Zi Chen had revived, but now that even the dantian had recovered, it made Zhao Can feel threatened. He had to kill Zi Chen today.

Hearing Zhao Can's words, Lin Ying's blade style changed once again, becoming even more fierce and ruthless. And during this period, in order to kill Zhao Can, Zi Chen had desperately blocked two of Lin Ying's attacks.

Right now, he had countless of wounds on his body, but Zhao Can was as slippery as a fish. He only swam in the distance, not clashing head on with Zi Chen.

"Pfft!"

A streak of blood flashed past and a scar appeared on Zi Chen's chest. At the same time, two wounds appeared on his arm.

If not for his physique that was comparable to a Vicious Beasts, he would have died several times over. Under this helplessness, Zi Chen could only give up on Zhao Can.

"Die!"

With a hint of killing intent in his eyes, all the zhenqi in his body surged as Zi Chen charged towards Lin Ying.

"Die!"

Lin Ying also went crazy, the long knife in his hands, fiercely slashed down from the sky.

The blade flashed and appeared right above Zi Chen's head, but at that moment, Zi Chen suddenly stretched out his hand with lightning speed, and used his five fingers to firmly grasp onto the falling blade edge.

"Pfft!"

With his powerful body, Zi Chen, who was at the second level of the zhenqi, blocked the attack of Lin Ying's fourth level of the zhenqi.

"What?"

Lin Ying's expression instantly changed. He wanted to retract the long knife in his hand, but he suddenly realized that the long knife seemed to have frozen in Zi Chen's hand, and was actually unable to move.

Just at this time, Lin Ying saw a hint of madness in Zi Chen's eyes, because of the injury. His right hand had clenched into a fist, releasing a fierce tiger's roar, and he seemed to hear a fierce tiger's roar.

"Bang!"

Such a powerful punch could be said to be Zi Chen's all-out attack. In an instant, one of the heads left his body, and Zi Chen's all-out attack actually directly struck's head.

"Pfft!"

Zi Chen felt a sharp pain in his back, and it was after he killed Lin Ying in one strike that Zhao Can seized the opportunity to strike him in the back.

This strike almost pierced his skin and heart. Waves of pain nearly caused Zi Chen to faint.

The sneak attack this time clearly ended in failure.

The last strike had exhausted all of the zhenqi. Zi Chen had no choice but to give up on chasing after Zhao Can and run. There were several wounds on his body. If he didn't find a place to heal them, he would probably die from excessive blood loss.

Zi Chen escaped once again, but Zhao Can did not immediately give chase.

His injuries were not light either. After Zi Chen left, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and sat on the ground. He could only watch Zi Chen escape with his eyes wide open.

"If I don't kill you today, my name is not Zhao Can."

Looking at Zi Chen who was about to disappear from his sight, Zhao Can roared out in dissatisfaction.

He sat cross-legged and started to circulate his cultivation, stopping for a good fifteen minutes. After a quarter of an hour, Zhao Can finally suppressed his injured body, and chased after the traces of blood on the ground, chasing after the direction Zi Chen had escaped in.

Zi Chen was heavily injured and definitely did not have the power to continue fighting. He might have already lost too much blood because of this and if he fainted, Zhao Can would not let go of this opportunity.

The current Zi Chen was indeed in a difficult position. His previous battles were like Vicious Beasts s, all of his dependencies were his own body, but he did not have a strong physique like Vicious Beasts s. His current wounds were all bleeding.

Because he had lost so much blood, Zi Chen felt that his eyes had blurred, and all of the clothes on his body had long since been drenched in blood. Zi Chen had miscalculated. Although he did have the physique of a Vicious Beasts, he did not have as much blood as the Vicious Beasts.

His wounds, which were about to heal after running at full speed, had once again ruptured due to the movement.

"Bang!"

Zi Chen's vision darkened as he fell flat on his face.