Chapter 5 Escape Into the Forest

(One more chapter later)

Practicing boxing, practicing swordsmanship, entering the forest, and viewing pictures, this is what Chen Zong repeated every day.

The more I watched the picture of the tiger descending the mountain, I felt that it was accumulating and becoming stronger, but it seemed that there was a lack of an opportunity, like scattered sand, which could never be gathered together, which made Chen Zong a little anxious.

"Obviously, I'm about to grasp that feeling, what else is there to figure out?" Chen Zong walked around with his head lowered by the small lake.

The more anxious you are, the harder it is to grasp the clues, forming a vicious circle.

Suddenly, the tip of the sword in the space between the eyebrows trembled slightly, the silver blue dragon swam away, and the cool breath spread out, calming his mind and calming down his mood.

"Don't be too anxious, since we have reached this stage, it is only a matter of time before the breakthrough is complete." Chen Zong said secretly, exhaling a long breath.

The body leaned forward and lay low, posing the eight-stance of the real sword - Fujian.

Stand still and allow yourself to enter a unique state.

The sword was unsheathed, and under the sound of obscure friction, the body of the sword slashed forward and horizontally. After crossing a semi-circle, the body moved backward like a wave, and the right arm of the sword was pulled back. out.

Drawing sword, rushing sword, ring sword, slashing sword, chaotic sword, swift sword, and blasting sword!

The last style, the power is also the most tyrannical, with a sword breaking through the air, as if shattering everything.

The Eight True Sword Forms start with the Fujian Form and end with the Explosive Sword Form. One form is followed by the next, and the sword and sword are linked in a series. The previous form will have excess power attached to the next form. , is to fully mobilize the strength of the whole body, the force penetrates the body of the sword, it is a sword style that pays attention to explosive power, and its power is unparalleled.

In addition to the Fujian style, the other seven styles can be performed independently, and their power is also good.

After practicing the Eight Forms of the True Sword, Chen Zong entered the Wind Roar Forest again, but each time he would not go too deep and stop at the right time, so as not to encounter dangers that he could not deal with.

Entering the Wind Howl Forest repeatedly, from the unfamiliar at the beginning to the familiar one, it can be said that the outside of the Wind Howl Forest is almost the same as going home, but unfortunately, apart from hunting a few rabbits, Chen Zong was stunned. Find any herbs.

Stepping into the forest again, the light is dim and it is quiet.

"Maybe this time, I can go deeper." Chen Zong secretly said.

When he got to the bottom, Chen Zong hunted another fat and big rabbit. As for the beasts such as wolf, tiger and leopard, he did not encounter it.

Maybe there were many before, but after being hunted many times by the warriors of Xiaohu Town, the number gradually decreased, and they moved deeper, and it was not so easy to encounter.

"That's it for today." Carrying a ten-pound rabbit, Chen Zong turned around and walked out of the forest: "This rabbit is enough for my father and I to eat for two days, and put some dried greens on it. The water chestnuts and red berries are stewed for three hours, which is delicious and nourishing for the body.”

Only after walking out a few dozen meters, a tall figure was striding forward.

"As expected of someone who dared to challenge the young man, he went so deep into the Wind Howl Forest." The visitor grinned and smiled in an unfriendly tone.

"Chen Dazhong..." Chen Zong's heart suddenly felt bad, and he quickly retreated.

Chen Dazhong is Chen Dalei's eldest brother. He is twenty years old this year, and his cultivation base has reached the fourth level of Qi and Blood. Chen Zong can't say whether this talent is good or bad. After all, his vision is not enough, but he is very clear that the fourth level of Qi and Blood There is a big difference between the third layer of Qi and Blood Realm. First of all, in terms of physical strength, the fourth layer of Qi and Blood Realm can have a single arm with a thousand jins of power, and it can also urge the power of Qi and blood to exert more powerful power.

This is the warrior.

For qi and blood warriors, the power of qi and blood is very important, and it is obviously different from the blood qi of warriors.

Even if there is a sword in hand, the gap between the two sides is too great, maybe, there is no chance of not drawing the sword.

"The response is very fast." Chen Dazhong stared at Chen Zong as if he was looking at his prey, and approached with big strides. Compared with Chen Zong, he not only had a higher cultivation and stronger strength, but also entered the forest to fight beasts and had more combat experience.

Without any hesitation, Chen Zong tried his best to throw the rabbit in his hand at Chen Dazhong,

He turned around quickly and ran towards the depths of Feng Huo Lin with all his strength.

With a wave of Chen Dazhong's hand, he flung the rabbit several dozen meters away like a fly. The speed exploded and the wind howled.

"Chen Zong, I won't kill you, please stop and teach me a lesson, otherwise, if you go deep into the Wind Howl Forest, there will only be a dead end." Chen Dazhong shouted while chasing.

Chen Zong galloped with all his strength and did not dare to speak, because the speed would be affected as soon as he spoke.

Chongchongchong, constantly rushing forward, the blood is surging, turbulent, and the heart is beating wildly as if to rush out of the chest.

quick!

Faster!

Faster!

It's just that Chen Dazhong is constantly approaching, and his speed is higher than that of Chen Zong.

Feeling the pressure from behind, Chen Zong's teeth were almost crushed. Once caught, he would definitely be injured, which was not what he wanted.

The space between the eyebrows, as if aware of Chen Zong's deep crisis, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the brilliant work made Chen Zong's five senses to the extreme.

The terrifying whistling sound came from behind, without any hesitation, Chen Zong flew forward, rolled on the spot and quickly got up and continued to run wildly, avoiding the bombardment of Chen Dazhong's fist.

Chen Dazhong was a little surprised. A mere second floor of Qi and Blood was able to avoid his blow, but his speed did not decrease at all, and he approached Chen Zong even further.

"Chen Zong, I warn you again, stop immediately, otherwise the next time I make a shot, it will not be as simple as getting hurt." Chen Dazhong was also angry.

Another punch, like a fierce tiger roaring, the terrifying momentum made Chen Zong's scalp numb, and he rolled to the side subconsciously. Blocking Chen Zong's way, he grinned.

"Chen Dazhong, there are rules in the family, warriors are not allowed to take action against warriors, do you want to violate the rules of the clan?" Chen Zong quickly got up, stared at Chen Dazhong with extreme vigilance, and asked sharply.

"Who knows?" Chen Dazhong said with killing intent: "Besides, you have already angered me, do you think you can leave here alive?"

Chen Zong's heart sank, his whole body shivered, and Chen Dazhong wanted to kill himself.

"Don't try to delay time, accept your fate."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Dazhong advanced one step at a time, like a fierce tiger attacking, punching out, as if blasting the air, the terrifying momentum impacted, causing Chen Zong's hair to stand on end, if he was hit, he would definitely die.

"Roar..." Vigorous, vigorous, a kind of domineering, followed by a tall and strong figure leaping out from the huge grass.

Black and golden stripes, the black pattern on the forehead is like a "king" character, domineering and awe-inspiring, his eyes are like electricity, illuminating the darkness in the forest, cold and domineering, one glance, makes Chen Zong involuntarily tremble, cold air from the top of his head Straight through the tail vertebra, numb all over.

Chen Dazhong's face changed, and he turned around instantly. The punch that originally hit Chen Zong became more ferocious and violent, accompanied by a deep shout, and slammed into the leaping tiger.

The fist collided with the tiger's claws, and the terrifying momentum was agitated. The tiger fell to the ground and retreated. Chen Dazhong also took a few steps back, and his arms trembled slightly.

Chen Zong was sober and ran to the side without hesitation. This was his only chance to leave. This direction was not outside the forest, because Chen Zong knew that although fierce tigers were powerful, they were not monsters. In case of no match, Chen Dazhong will continue to chase and kill him, and here is quite a distance from the forest. If he wants to rush out at his own speed, it will take at least half an hour. Once he is chased, he will surely die.

"Okay, okay, even a beast dares to destroy my affairs." Chen Dazhong was furious, his eyes flickered with fierce light, his face was grim, and he put on a tiger stance: "Let me kill you, boil the tiger bones into glue, The meat is stewed into soup, and the tiger skin is made into clothing, to improve the cultivation of Gangsao and my younger brother."

The ferocious tiger was crouching low, entrenched on the ground, its eyes were fierce like electricity, and it locked on Chen Dazhong. This biped is full of qi and blood, and it is definitely a very delicious food. Intuition tells it that eating it will bring great benefits.

The two sides rioted, rushed towards each other, and started a fierce battle.

Chen Zong ran a few hundred meters away, dodged, and ducked behind a big tree to look around. He could only see that one person and one tiger were fighting fiercely. The momentum was amazing. I saw Chen Dazhong gradually gain the upper hand and beat the fierce tiger. Roar again and again.

"The warriors on the fourth floor of the Qi and Blood Realm are really terrible. It seems that there is no chance to kill Chen Dazhong." With a secret thought, Chen Zong watched for a while, and after confirming that the tiger was indeed not Chen Dazhong's opponent, he ran forward again. The sound became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

After a while, Chen Zong heard the sound of the gurgling stream, and his eyes were wide open. A clear stream about one meter wide and half a meter deep stretched into the distance, as if separating the forest, and fish could still be seen swimming in the stream. Near the stream, there is a dilapidated and shabby log cabin.

"Someone?" Chen Zong approached cautiously. There was no one in the cabin. An old wooden bed, a moss-covered iron pot, and mushrooms in the corner indicated that no one had lived here for a long time.

"Perhaps, I can live here for a while." Chen Zong's eyes lit up.

After this incident, he knew that Chen Zhigang was a narrow-minded person. If he appeared again, it was very likely that Chen Dazhong or others would come and continue to make trouble, which would be very detrimental to his cultivation.

If he is injured, not only will he not be able to cultivate, but it will also bring a lot of burden to Dad. It is better to leave temporarily to concentrate on cultivation, and wait for the start of the martial arts battle to return to the clan and win the top three.

"That's the decision." Chen Zong thought for a moment: "You have to go back first, otherwise Dad will be worried, um, just use the fictional old man before as an excuse."

"It's just that the senior wants to instruct me to cultivate, so Dad shouldn't be worried."

So, Chen Zong decided so happily, cruising around for a while, carefully observing the various footprints, and finally confirmed that there are no large beasts infested here, and he was further relieved. What happened to Chen Dazhong and the fierce tiger? If Chen Dazhong was injured too much and even used too much energy, it would be the moment for him to fight back.