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"Ha ha!" The two brothers' corpses were right beside them, but at that moment, not only was Wang Xiong not angry, he was laughing loudly instead.

"Is it funny?" Zi Chen looked at Wang Xiong.

"Of course it's funny, right now your zhenqi is already exhausted, I want to see how you're going to deal with me. You really are a Idiot boy, so what can you do after comprehending the Thunder Finger? You who don't have the zhenqi, are just a toothless tiger." Wang Xiong laughed sinisterly, this time he was truly prepared to take action.

"When I saw you, I thought of someone." Zi Chen's mouth had a touch of ridicule, "Zhao Can, just like you, not caring about your brother's life, everything is for yourself."

"Just now, you clearly had the chance to save their lives, but you didn't, you just wanted to waste my zhenqi, and disregarded the lives of your brothers, just to kill me, a person like you, even if you live, you are scum." Zi Chen said coldly.

"Hmph, you dog shit of a brother, they are only from the same sect, but before they die, they were able to exhaust your zhenqi, which can be considered as an achievement." Wang Xiong snorted coldly. Towards Zi Chen's ridicule, he did not have the slightest intention to get angry.

"In the end, a person's calculations are inferior to the heavens' calculations. Today, I will let you know that even if your plans are flawless, the one who will die today will still be you."

"Shameless boasting, die!"

Wang Xiong rushed towards Zi Chen, using Second-Rate Combat Technique, like a mountain breaking blade, it chopped at Zi Chen.

"Bang."

Without the zhenqi, Zi Chen could only use his fist to clash against the Mountain Splitter Blade, producing a loud bang.

With just one exchange of blows, Zi Chen's body was sent flying, both of his fists somewhat numb.

With the physique of a level eight Vicious Beasts, against the peak of level eight zhenqi, Zi Chen was slightly at a disadvantage.

"Haha, I'll let you boast shamelessly! Today is the day you die!" Wang Xiong laughed and attacked again.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Under the waterfall, the two of them were in a life and death battle. Wang Xiong's attacks were exceptionally sharp, every strike was a fatal strike, flames spouted from his eyes as he wanted to kill Zi Chen.

On the other hand, Zi Chen seemed to have calmed down a lot. He would take whatever moves he wanted, and if he had the chance to attack, he would give Wang Xiong a few punches.

Time flowed on as the battle continued.

Wang Xiong, who had a savage smile and confidence, slowly changed his expression. First, it became grave, then it became incredulous.

"Impossible, why is your physique so strong?" Wang Xiong let out a strange cry. With great difficulty, he managed to hit Zi Chen's body, but only managed to leave a shallow cut.

"Bang."

Wang Xiong's attack landed on Zi Chen's Shoulder, but the sounds of bones breaking did not come out, Zi Chen's physique was terrifyingly strong, following that, Zi Chen took the attack head on, and punched out with his old fist, knocking Wang Xiong back.

"Your zhenqi is almost used up, right?" Zi Chen laughed coldly, his entire body was drenched in sweat and Qing Yi was also drenched in sweat.

"You … I want to see how much strength you have. " Wang Xiong also clenched his teeth and persevered, the two of them started to fight once again.

After a long while, Wang Xiong's zhenqi was used up, he panted heavily, and was no longer able to fight.

As for Zi Chen, it was as if he had just been fished out of a pond, and the energy consumption of his entire body had reached its limit.

"Haha, Zi Chen, the one who is now dead is you." Seeing that Zi Chen no longer had any strength left, Wang Xiong laughed loudly and pulled out a short dagger s from his back, about to stab towards Zi Chen's chest.

But in that instant, he suddenly sensed a dangerous aura from Zi Chen's body., who had just been extremely weak and already had no strength left, was brimming with energy and his eyes were also incomparably bright.

"I think you're the one dying." Zi Chen stood up, her voice was loud and full of energy, she did not look weak at all.

After that, Zi Chen walked toward Wang Xiong.

"This... Impossible, you... "You are a monster." Holding the short dagger, Wang Xiong's eyes finally showed fear. Seeing Zi Chen coming over, he weakly swung the short dagger and suddenly stabbed at Zi Chen's heart.

"Pfft."

The short dagger stabbed into his chest and blood instantly flowed out. When the short dagger was pulled out, a wave of blood line spurted out from his chest.

"Hmph. Truly useless. You're only at your limit, yet you can't hold on any longer." Zi Chen laughed coldly and threw the short dagger he had snatched away to the side. After that, he ignored the blood that covered his body and started to grope around the other party's body.

"Damn it, the peak of the eighth floor is actually so poor. You don't even have a single zhenqi Pill." After searching for a while, Zi Chen was completely dejected, and took Wang Xiong's order badge.

The number five on the token appeared.

"The peak of the eighth floor only has five Contribution Points. Wang Xiong, you are so weak." Zi Chen shook his head, his eyes full of contempt.

Zi Chen didn't know that Wang Xiong's Contribution Points had already exchanged for something for him.

After that, Zi Chen plundered two more people, obtained a few Qi Returning Pill, and then obtained eleven more Contribution Points.

When all the Contribution Points were gone, Zi Chen saw a number of twenty-nine on his own command medallion.

"Twenty-nine Contribution Points. A little more and I can exchange it for fifteen zhenqi Pellets." Zi Chen was very satisfied with his harvest this time.

By the side of the hill, beside the lake water, the old man appeared with a bottle gourd and a fishing rod.

Drinking and fishing, he was very relaxed.

"Uncle, how are you today?" When Zi Chen returned from the depths, the bloodstains on his clothes had already been washed away.

"Little Brother, you haven't left." When old man saw Zi Chen, his muddy eyes brightened.

"No, I will leave the sect tomorrow." Zi Chen laughed lightly. He walked to the front of the old man, and after realizing that there were no fish in the fish basket, Zi Chen jumped into the lake water wearing his clothes.

"Uncle, how could your fishing speed be faster than catching fish?" Zi Chen entered the water and quickly grabbed the fish, swam to the shore and put them into the bamboo house.

In a short while, there were seven or eight big fish s in the bamboo tower.

"Little brother, what are you doing? I, the old man, can't even eat this much fish?"

Uncle, if you can't eat, take it home and rest. I will return to the sect tomorrow, and there are fierce beasts in this mountain forest. You should be careful and catch a few more for me to catch. Zi Chen grabbed two more fish and came over.

Beside the bonfire, Zi Chen was sitting with old man, eating grilled fish while chatting. It was the same as before, the two seemed to have chatted about it many times.

He told old man about what happened in the sect and even told him about the matter of pouring feces. On the other hand, old man told him some interesting things.

Hearing this, the two of them burst out laughing.

There were a lot of wine in the bottle gourd. Zi Chen drank with old man and chatted as he drank.

"Young man, not bad." Then, he walked to the lakeside, poured out the fish from the bamboo basket, picked up the empty bamboo basket and fishing rod, carried the wine gourd on his back, and walked down the mountain.

His steps were slow, but firm.

Early morning of the second day, Zi Chen woke up from the drinking. He felt a headache.

"Aiya, I drank too much yesterday. This wine really isn't good stuff." Zi Chen continuously rubbed his head, suddenly realizing that something was missing.

"Uncle?" Zi Chen regained his senses. Yesterday, he said that he would send his old uncle back.

"Could it be that uncle went back, I don't know whether he went back during the day or during the night? I have to go and take a look, I don't want anything to happen to him." Zi Chen walked down the mountain and saw a thatched hut from afar with a bamboo basket hanging outside.

"Yes, it seems that I have returned. It is time for me to return to the sect." Zi Chen was relieved, and turned to walk in the direction of the sect.

The news of the Spirit Martial Sect being related to Zi Chen had long ago spread.

Senior Brother Wang Xiong found traces of Zi Chen and had already personally brought people over. The life and death of Zi Chen was already decided the moment Wang Xiong left the sect.

When Lin Xue heard this news, her face paled and she quickly went to find Su Mengyao. However, in exchange for Su Mengyao's helpless shaking of his head, she said that there was nothing she could do.

Because she did not know where Zi Chen was.

When Lin Xue returned in low spirits, he unknowingly walked out of the sect and saw Wang Meng.

Wang Meng stood in the distance, as if he was waiting for something.

"Hmph." Wang Meng furiously snorted. He must have been waiting for Wang Xiong, so Lin Xue was also waiting on the other side.

After a while, Miao Kong also received the news, compared to Lin Xue's serious face, Miao Kong was much calmer.

"Zi Chen is still your friend? Are you not anxious at all?" The anxious Lin Xue could not help but grumble.

Miao Kong laughed, and said: "Of course I'm anxious, it's just that I don't necessarily have to show it on my face. When Zi Chen returned that day, he should have already predicted this scene, but he still chose to return, so this step was something he had chosen to face himself.

"Hmph, I think you don't care about him, you guys are just not friends, I heard about Zhao Can's matter, you guys are just like him." Lin Xue's words could be said to be completely rude.

Miao Kong, however, did not get angry.

"What do you think? I should have been right. Let's go, you're not his friend. You go." Lin Xue wanted to kick Miao Kong out.

Miao Kong's smile turned into a wry smile. Facing Lin Xue who was pestering him, the only thing he could say was: "Fine, I am worried about Zi Chen, but from the looks of his fate, he does not seem to be short-lived, so I believe he will be able to return."

"Pfft." Lin Xue spat lightly, and said: "To think that you're a friar, yet you still believe those nonsense."

Although he did not believe it on the surface, Lin Xue was enjoying it in his heart. Thinking back carefully, Zi Chen's fate did not seem to be that of a short life, even though Lin Xue did not even know what fate was.

Miao Kong shrugged and smiled faintly.

"Zi Chen will definitely die this time, stop dreaming, my Eldest Brother will bring him and the rest away, even if he has ten lives, he will still die." In the distance, Wang Meng heard the two chatting and could not help but blurt out.

"You're lying, I think your Eldest Brother is already dead." Lin Xue shouted in anger.

"Haha …" Wang Meng laughed out loud, looked at the furious Lin Xue, and asked back: "In the Spirit Martial Sect, who can kill my Eldest Brother, a mere Zi Chen, who doesn't even deserve to bring my Eldest Brother shoes. If you say that Zi Chen killed my Eldest Brother, do you believe it yourself? "

"Ugh!" Lin Xue was startled, and couldn't say a word as she was pressured by Wang Meng. She thought that the reason Zi Chen was able to survive was because she wanted him to not be discovered by Wang Xiong.

"Haha, even you don't believe yourself, who do you think will believe you?" Wang Meng laughed loudly, the laughter had disappeared with the haze caused by Lin Mi's words before he died.

However, at this time, a familiar and indifferent voice sounded out. "Letter, why don't you believe it? You must know that the boundless universe is full of wonders."