Feeling the terrifying energy coming from behind, Wang Zhen's expression froze.

Immediately, he rushed forward regardless of the situation, trying to avoid the punch.

Xiao Shun would not miss such a good opportunity. How could he watch the other party avoid it, stand up immediately and chase after him.

Wang Zhen has been treated like this by an opponent who is weaker than him, and he can't help but be furious: "Bastard, I'll let you see what strength is today!"

After saying that, he stopped and turned around and punched him, intending to meet Xiao Shun.

Xiao Shun's iron fist is like a mad dragon going out to the sea, with extraordinary momentum.

Relying on his high cultivation level, Wang Zhen felt fearless in his heart, and the long fist casted his way, and he bumped into it heavily.

The two people's fists collided violently, making a huge sound.

The next moment, Wang Zhen felt a violent energy surge into his body with a huge gap, causing his expression to quickly distort.

How could this be the vitality possessed by the sixth level of spiritual forging cultivators?

It is no exaggeration to say that the energy that poured into Wang Zhen’s body at this moment was even larger than what he had cultivated himself!

"No, this is impossible..."

He said in disbelief, and his eyes at Xiao Shun changed a lot.

The Battle Book is a very magical kung fu. It can be strong when it encounters a strong person. The more powerful he faces a cultivator who is stronger than himself, the more he can perform miraculous effects!

For example, although Wang Zhen’s realm is higher than Xiao Shun, his vitality is not much different. After being inspired by Xiao Shun’s fighting scripture, he is even stronger than the former!

This is why this scene is now caused.

"ah……"

Soon, Wang Zhen opened his mouth and screamed, the sound sounded particularly vulnerable.

Immediately, the sound came to an abrupt end, and Wang Zhen fell softly into the air, and his mouth kept spitting out blood.

This scene made everyone dumbfounded.

The Zhang brothers looked at each other and could hardly believe everything they saw.

The old drunkard smiled at himself: "Haha, this kid is interesting. I don't know what kind of martial arts he has practiced. He can actually have such a powerful one. In fact, when he meets a strong one, he will be strong, and it will be interesting and interesting..."

"If you do evil things more, you will die!"

Xiao Shun slowly walked to Wang Zhen and looked at the other person condescendingly.

Wang Zhen looked at him viciously and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he vomited black blood.

He could feel his life passing by quickly, his dantian tendons and veins were broken, and this was a dead end!

"Brother, this kid is not simple, let's go together!"

Zhang Wenhai carefully looked at Zhang Wenfu who was silent beside him.

Zhang Wenfu didn't care, but his eyes were already murderous intent when he looked at Xiao Shun.

Then, without saying a word, the two brothers immediately displayed their figures and rushed towards Xiao Shun.

They are all cultivators of the Eighth Level of Spirit Forging. In the case of two-on-one, even if Xiao Shun is extraordinary, he can still be foolproof!

But at this moment, the old drunkard who had not moved was vague and stopped the Zhang brothers for a moment.

Seeing this, Zhang Wenfu said angrily: "Old drunkard, what do you mean?"

The old drunkard grinned and said, "This kid is good, I plan to protect him!"

"You are looking for death!" Zhang Wenhai said with a ferocious face.

As he said that, he had already launched an attack with no intention of taking the old drunkard seriously.

Sometimes being careless and underestimating the enemy will eventually cost you a heavy price.

Zhang Wenhai punched the old alcoholic in the chest, and felt a sharp pain in his hand bones, and his whole face became distorted in an instant.

"With this little strength, it's also a lesson for others to dare to rob a family?"

The old drunkard curled his lips disdainfully, and then he punched Zhang Wenhai with respect.

His punch seemed ordinary, but it contained extremely terrifying energy. With one move, it directly sank Zhang Wenhai's chest cavity.

His heart was broken, and Zhang Haiwen didn't even exchange a cry, and he died of anger.

Zhang Wenfu screamed: "Brother..."

Looking at his brother who was lying beside him, he felt a little horrified.

Almost everyone in the village looked down on the old drunkard, only knowing that this old guy is very resistant to beating. He can get angry and abuse him on weekdays, but he never fights back.

Unexpectedly, today's move would be so extraordinary.

The next moment, Zhang Wenfu couldn't even get a revenge in his heart, and he chose to turn around and escape from this place of right and wrong.

How could the old drunkard let him leave easily? After all, once this person leaves, things will probably be a big deal, and there may not even be a place to stay in the future!

"Haha, did you run away?"

With a chuckling, the old drunkard picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at Zhang Wenfu, who was running away in front of him without even aiming.

After a strong wind whistled, a scream came from the front.

The old drunkard clapped his hands and walked slowly back to the fire and sat down.

Just as he was about to pick up the wine pot and take a sip, he found that Xiao Shun, who was not far away, looked at him motionlessly. He reminded him in anger.

"What's your daze? Hurry up and clean the scene. If someone sees these corpses here tomorrow, we will probably go away from home!"

The Zhang brothers are the subordinates of the camp leader. If someone knows that they die in a bad life, they will naturally cause a lot of trouble. Xiao Shun still has major things to be done in the casual cultivator world this time, so he naturally does not want to do anything extravagant.

Considering the interests in it, he immediately began to clean up the battlefield.

The bodies of Zhang Wenhai and Wang Zhen were close in front of him. Xiao Shun shook his hands and threw out two balls of elixir fire, burning the dead body to ashes.

Immediately afterwards, he walked towards the place where Zhang Wenfu just screamed.

After a while, Xiao Shun found the other party's headless corpse.

Zhang Wenfu's death was so miserable, his head shattered like a rotten watermelon, and it burst into a pile of yellow and white things!

"I didn't expect that the old man would throw a stone out of his hand and would actually smash the head of the Eighth Spirit Forging Cultivator!"

Xiao Shun said while using the alchemy fire to deal with the corpse.

After Zhang Wenfu was completely ashes, he turned around and returned to the wooden house.

Looking at Xiao Shun sitting beside him, the old drunkard put down the wine pot in his hand and asked lightly: "Boy, what is your purpose in the world of casual cultivators?"

Xiao Shun was puzzled: "Senior, what do you mean by asking?"

The old drunkard curled his lips meaningfully: "Haha, you should be from the country of medicine, otherwise how could you use the Yanhuang Life and Death Needle, and even be able to practice alchemy fire!"

Xiao Shun frowned and said, "Xuanhuang Life and Death Needle?"

"I'm pretending to be a good man. I can use Xuanhuang Iron in this world, and I'm also a doctor. You can deceive others, but you want to cheat me, haha..."

As for this, the smile on Lao Jiu's face became even worse.

Xiao Shun had never heard of Xuanhuang Life and Death Needle and Xuanhuang Iron. He only knew that what his master taught him was the thirteen Yanhuang needles, and he was not aware of anything else.

But looking at the old drunkard's swearing look, he seemed very sure what he said.

Could it be that Master is a doctor?

He was thinking about it on his own, but the old drunkard shrugged his shoulders.

"Forget it, everyone has their own secrets. Since you don't want to say it, I won't force it. But I would like to advise you, this world of scattered cultivators is very deep, so don't act recklessly!"
Chapter completed!