The strange wind came. Wangchuan looked back and stared at him. He saw several rattan strips with legs thick and legs wrapped around towering ancient trees. The vines were slender and sharp, like pythons raising their heads and fogs on their prey.

Suddenly, a fist-sized pink flower bud grew at this end of the rattan. Gradually, these flower buds grew faster and faster and bigger. One of them saw a human face, a sinister smile, two rows of sharp teeth, and a scarlet tongue half an inch long exposed, and sticky green liquid kept dripping from the corners of the mouth and the tip of the tongue.

Behind a tide of insects attacked, and in front of them there were strange human-eating flowers. Wangchuan, who was originally calm and light, put away his cynical behavior, pinched his fingers, and the spiritual light of the Dongxu Sword suddenly appeared and rushed forward quickly. He also took advantage of the opportunity to turn around and clap his palms at the flying insects. The pure Yang true energy was vented and the insect tide's offensive stopped suddenly.

The cold light was like a hook, the sword was like a rainbow, and the Dongxu Sword rushed into the group of vines with a long rainbow light. The buds that had not yet bloomed fell to the ground, and green mucus sprayed out from the broken corner of the vines, and a harsh and painful whistle made the eardrums break.

After a brief pause, the insect tide resumed its forward attack again. Its force was as fierce as if it was about to break through the bamboo shoot, and his heart arrived casually. The Dongxu Sword returned to Wangchuan and his finger flew. The Dongxu Sword's body shook, and the sound of the tiger roar and dragon roar broke through the air. Two Dongxu Swords that were inseparable from the virtual and the real appeared on both sides of the Dongxu Sword. With the explosion of Wangchuan, three Dongxu Swords rushed into the insect tide with thunder.

"Jiji" Xiao Hui poked his head out and screamed anxiously. Wangchuan shrank his neck, and the man-eating tongue flew over his head. The sticky green liquid fell on his head and slid across his washed white face in the cold pond. The disgusting smell rushed straight into his mouth and nose, and rushed to the Baihui point. "Vomit..." Wangchuan could hardly help vomiting, but the current situation did not allow him to be distracted, and he had to concentrate.

The Dongxu Sword, drowned in the insect tide, rushed east and west. Wherever it passed, a large area of ​​insect tide landed. Then it could not resist the number of insect tide. The Dongxu Sword's attack became increasingly slow. At this moment, the blooming man-eating flower seemed to see through this and attacked Wangchuan more frequently.

Wangchuan, whose mind was divided into two, secretly said that if the stalemate continues like this, he may not be negligent, and will be fatal attacked by a tide of man-eating flowers or insect tides. These colorful insects are too numerous and are highly poisonous. If they are bitten, the consequences are only unimaginable.

Although the Pure Yang True Art is practiced to the greatest extent, the Pure Yang True Art has only been practicing the second level. Even if the Pure Yang True Art can withstand some ordinary poisons, it is not yet known whether the poison of these insects can withstand it, and you must not try poison with your body. It is okay to say that the man-eating flower is, except for the corrosive mucus, there are no other threatening attack methods at present. The corrosive mucus has not caused any harm to Wangchuan.

It seems that the first priority at the moment is to first solve the threat of insect tide, and then do your best to deal with the cannibal flowers.

The Yin and Yang in the hand fell, and the world was clear, and the air was pure and yang, and the cave was empty and calm. The method of Forget the River to move qi, and the True Art of Pure Yang was activated. The Yuan Mansion suddenly flooded the Yuan Dynasty, and the surging true energy surged into the eight strange meridians all over the body. At this moment, the pure yang true energy filled and overflowed, and the body-protecting Yang Gang appeared outside the body.

The clothes fluttered, the long hair was floating, and the fingers were twisted into a trick. The sound of the magic was swaying. Suddenly, the sword pointed out. The Pure Yang true energy penetrated through the insect tide like a long rainbow, and the main body of the Dongxu Sword was blessed by the continuous blessing of the Pure Yang true energy. The sword body shook and shone brightly. The three Dongxu Sword formed a strange square formation. One of the Douxu Swords was flamed, and the second Douxu Sword was like wind. The main body of the Douxu Sword in the middle was a sword sound, and the sword body kept turning. Two Pure Yang true energy led the other two Douxu Swords to strangle the insect tide, Fenglin Volcano.

The insect tide was stirred by the wind and could not move. The pure yang fire came in an instant, and the raging fire swallowed a large area of ​​insect tide. It seemed that the place where the insect tide gathered had become a fireball, and the fire did not diminish. The hot force in the air spreads around. The originally miasma was filled with dense forests, and the miasma quickly disappeared within a few rounds of battles where the Forget River was located.

The swamp was covered with thick layers of worm corpses, and their tragic situation was unspeakable. However, the insect tide was like a moth to the fire, regardless of life and death. More and more people broke the corpse layers from the swamp and rushed towards Wangchuan.

When Wangchuan was attacking the man-eating flower, he twisted his fingers and pinched his fingers again, and his mouth was filled with words, his steps were light, and his fingers were swords, and he danced the pure Yang sword technique in the air. The sword moves were frequently used, sometimes as fast as thunder, sometimes as slow as spring breeze and rain, one yin and one yang, and both hard and soft. Each move was as gentle as a dragon, and as graceful as a striking geese, but the sword move was vigorous and powerful.

In the dense forest, strong winds were created, towering ancient trees were shaking and rustling. The pure yang waves driven by the sword move of Wangchuan turned into sharp winds and sharp blades blew in all directions. From time to time, the "click" sounds of breaking sounds were heard. At this time, the cannibal flowers could not get close to them. They hid behind the giant tree and looked for an opportunity to move.

Wangchuan has entered a state of selflessness, but the Dongxu Sword, which is in the tide of insects, is in harmony with his mind. Each move moves and moves, flowing water, and there are thousands of images. It seems that Wangchuan and Dongxu Sword have become a mysterious state of unity of human and sword. Although he is very skillful in practicing Pure Yang sword technique, he is not prepared in form and spirit. The combination of Pure Yang True Art and Sword Technique has not yet been integrated and easy to use, especially the use of true qi.

Faced with countless threats of insect tides, the True Art of Pure Yang was activated for a moment, and the Pure Yang sword technique was fully utilized. The true energy was constantly vented from the Yuan Mansion, filling the limbs and bones, and the mind was free to come. The three spirits were concentrated and the thought of not breaking and never breaking made Wangchuan enter a wonderful state.

Previously, thanks to the assistance of the Yuehua Spirit Liquid, the thickness of the true qi in the Yuan Mansion of Wangchuan was far greater than that of the cultivators with the same level of cultivation. However, Wangchuan's cultivation was limited and he could not drive the vital energy to the maximum extent. Therefore, these true qi condensed into frost, frost gathered into ice, and ice gathered into rivers. During the casting process, the true qi often did not continue and its strength was ineffective.

Now in a wonderful state of selflessness, his body is like a spring, and the spring water is constantly ejecting. As the Pure Yang True Art flows to the four wildernesses, the use of each move of the Pure Yang Sword Technique is like a catharsis portal. The spring water is turbulent like the rising sun, the bright moon light, dazzling and gorgeous, and like flowing water, clear and clear sky. Wangchuan's control of the true qi is gradually getting better, and the cooperation between the Pure Yang True Art and the Pure Yang Sword Technique is more integrated, and the sword moves are as if they have a shape.

The corpses of insects were scattered on the swamp like heavy rain. The encirclement formed by the insect tide gradually narrowed. Three cave-like swords suddenly rushed out of the insect tide and stood in the air. The sword sounded continuously. The light on the sword body was even more powerful than before. Suddenly, the light disappeared, and the sound of the sword sounded interrupted. The three cave-like swords turned into ninety-eighty-one cave-like swords, and suddenly blasted towards the place where the insect tide was, dragging a long rainbow out of the hilt.

With a loud "boom", the colorful insect tide was scattered, and the light was dazzling. The aftermath of the attack of the Dongxu Sword quickly rushed around. The thick miasma seemed to be the waves stirring the clouds. The towering ancient trees shook even more violently. The flowers, plants and trees affected by the sword energy broke and fell to the ground. The ground trembled slightly, and thick smoke rose.

"Hu..." Wangchuan let out a long breath, slid the clouds and the moon, and withdrew the sword, the Dongxu Sword returned to his hand.

At this moment, the face of the cannibal flower who was originally hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity to move secretly came out, with a sinister smile on her face, her scarlet tongue stretched out, and a cross was cracked in the tip of her tongue. The laughter made people feel furious. The tip of its tongue wriggled and suddenly aimed at Wangchuan. The tip of its tongue shot out round, small and shiny seeds, which were checked with naked eyes.

Dozens of seeds shot out, and when Wangchuan came back to his senses and avoided his wish, several seeds fell on him. The seeds seemed to have fallen to the ground and rooted. In the blink of an eye, the vine seedlings had grown into vines several feet long. The vines were tangled around his body like long insects. The seeds falling in the swamp grew even more fiercely. The vines as thick as bowls rushed from all directions, wrapping Wangchuan's hands and feet so hard that they could not move.

A flower bud appeared again at one end of these vines, and the flower buds bloomed quickly. Human faces were now staring at Wangchuan with a gloomy smile, and his tongue kept licking the corners of his ugly mouth. The sour mucus fell on Wangchuan like drizzle.

Fortunately, these mucus cannot cause harm to Wangchuan, but the clothes on his body cannot withstand the corrosion of mucus. "Hiss..." The black smoke rose, and Wangchuan showed a look of fear on his face. He thought to himself, what kind of monster is this? He has such an attack method. The seeds he spit out silently attacked, and he could quickly grow vines without roots. If it were someone else, he would not have been bound by these weird vines until death, and was corroded by the mucus bit by bit into a pile of white bones. He also blamed himself for being careless, so that the vine monster could take advantage of the loopholes.

Seeing that Wangchuan was bound, the human face that was originally hidden in the dark suddenly came to Wangchuan, smiled proudly, suddenly opened his mouth and bit Wangchuan's head.

"It's just right!" Wangchuan's face suddenly smiled when he was originally frightened. The Dongxu Sword appeared and slashed the neck of the cannibal flower with one sword. With a "pop", the cannibal flower's head left the body of the vine and fell to the swamp. His mouth was still open, but his eyes were filled with disbelief.

As soon as the cannibal flower died, the vines that were originally entangled in Wangchuan's body suddenly loosened. Wangchuan moved the Pure Yang True Art, and the hot Pure Yang True Qi burst out suddenly, and the vines were shaken into several pieces.

"The Phoenix Mountains are indeed well-known. As soon as they enter the mountain, they encounter such a strange monster. If they go deep into the hinterland, they will definitely be extremely dangerous, and it is better to be careful." Wangchuan looked at the devastated surroundings and couldn't help but feel deeply moved. The strength of poisonous insects and the single-body tyrant of the flower-eating theory is naturally not worth mentioning, but the unknown is the most dangerous. The fledgling Wangchuan does not understand the strength and attack methods of monsters. Once he is careless, he can't help but lose Jingzhou, and even his life will be lost.

Yun Xiaozi asked him to go to the Phoenix Mountains alone to practice in order to train his courage and consciousness of the battle, and remain calm when encountering danger. Only in this desperate battle can he improve his cultivation and state of mind. If he has been living under the protection of others, he will not have too high achievements. This is also the reason why Yun Xiaozi did not walk with Wangchuan.

"Jiji~" Xiao Hui poked his head out of Wangchuan's arms and looked around with round eyes, "Xiao Hui, didn't scare you, are you?" Wangchuan sat cross-legged on the treetops and took out a fish from the storage ring. Xiao Hui snatched it from his hand, holding the fish and chewing it, which made Wangchuan laugh and cry.

"Xiao Hui, why are you so greedy?" Wangchuan rubbed Xiao Hui's furry head with dissatisfaction. The thick fog in the dense forest hit again. After sitting cross-legged and resting for a while, he carried Xiao Hui into his arms and flew hard into the thick fog.

Along the way, Wangchuan encountered constant attacks, but they were easily resolved by him. The dense forest was not aware of day and night, and the miasma was too strong until the bright moon in the sky shone brightly into the dense forest. A hazy and dull feeling came, and Wangchuan realized that he had been walking in the dense forest for several hours.

A slight fragrance entered the nose, and the Forgetful River left, and saw a dark orchid in the extreme shade of the dense forest, spitting white mist. A ray of moonlight passed through the dense forest, passing through the thick fog, and actually shone on the flowers of the dark orchid. The dark orchid absorbed the essence of the moonlight and shined with a light blue light, which was very beautiful. What is regrettable is that each blue petal has a blood mark, which seems to be a scratched beauty face.

The fragrance of flowers became stronger and stronger. Wangchuan squatted beside Andixianglan and looked at him curiously. He had been hearing that many monsters would improve their cultivation by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon. Now he saw it with his own eyes, which added a little fun to his boring practice. A black shadow jumped out of his arms, Xiao Hui stuck out his red butt and turned around Andixianglan twice, and suddenly stretched out his fingers and pointed at the green leaves of Andixianglan.

The rhizomes and leaves of the dark scented orchid flowers flashed green, and all the spreading green leaves wrapped the flowers, leaving a gap to absorb the essence of the moon. Xiao Hui's eyes rolled, and she screamed twice, and her tail shook around. She danced excitedly beside the dark scented orchid, and sometimes stretched out her claws to fiddle with the flowers wrapped in green leaves.

Seeing that Xiao Hui was so naughty and disturbed An Die Xianglan's cultivation, Wangchuan stopped him and said, "Xiao Hui, come here!"

Xiao Hui turned his head to look at him, and his head turned over again. His tail suddenly rose up like a short stick. It pounced on the flower and opened its mouth to eat the dark orchid flowers.

"Xiao Hui..." Wangchuan stood up to stop Xiao Hui, but he didn't expect that Xiao Hui's body would stagnate and fell to the ground. His face showed a smile of enjoyment, his tongue showed, and his saliva flowed out. Wangchuan was surprised, what happened to Xiao Hui? The dark orchid was as intact as before, how could it look like enjoyment?

When he squatted down and scratched Xiaohui's armpit, Wangchuan suddenly smelled a faint fragrance that was different from the previous one. It was originally a refreshing fragrance, but at this time it smelled a strong fragrance that made people tremble. Wangchuan felt his head heavy and his body was soft and weak...

"Brother, why are you still asleep? Today, my uncle's house moved to the house. We have to go and help early, get up quickly..."

Wangchuan felt someone pushing his shoulder gently. He rubbed his eyes and opened it and found that a delicate and tender face came into his eyes. He said blankly: "Sister, why are you asking me to get up so early? Where are your father and mother?"

Xue Zhi handed Wangchuan the clothes beside the bed and said with a smile: "Brother, you forgot. My uncle's house is moving today. My father and mother went to help before dawn. Put on the clothes quickly. If you don't go for a while, your mother will urge you."

"Isn't it just Qiao Geqian? As for the mobilization of the enemy, my parents are the same. My uncle's family always bullies us on weekdays, so why are they still coming to help them now?" Wangchuan pouted, remembering the arrogant and unlucky families of uncle and their eyes were facing the sky, and they were so angry that they were so angry.

Xue Zhi stretched out his white little hand and rubbed Wangchuan's head, saying dotingly: "It's not that you don't know your parents' character. My mother often teaches us to be kind to others. No matter how bad the uncle's family is, it will be broken and the bones are connected to the tendons. Okay, go and wash it."

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"Beast!" A middle-aged woman rushed towards a man like crazy. The pale man stretched out a slender finger and pointed at the middle-aged woman. A red light penetrated the middle-aged woman's chest, and blood spread out into the hall, which shocked the crowds around the hall to flee.

"Mom!" Xue Zhi shouted heart-wrenchingly. She tried hard to break free from the man's arm, but the man's arm seemed to be filled with lead, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free. She looked at the two old men who were lying in a pool of blood, crying like tears.

At this time, Wangchuan was carrying two food boxes into the yard and saw the people running away one after another. The monk was confused. He just attended a housewarming banquet, why did these people look like they saw ghosts?

"Dog bastard, your parents were killed by Guihai Yice. You can run away quickly. If you don't escape, your life will be gone." A man who had just stepped out of the door said in panic.

"Dong" Wangchuan's two Wufangzhai food boxes held in his hand fell to the ground. His thin body, with the strength from nowhere, pushed the people in front of him away and rushed into the hall. "Dad, mother!" Wangchuan's mind roared, his body trembled, he fell into a pool of blood, and cried bitterly.

"Guihai Yice, please give my parents back!" Wangchuan roared and rushed towards Guihai Yice. With a "bang", his face hurts sharply. Wangchuan broke the righteousness and pointed at his nose and scolded: "You bastard, how dare you be so rude to Master Guihai. If you want to rebel, you will not be able to do anything!"

"Uncle, Guihai Yice arrested my sister and killed my parents. Are you blind?!" Wangchuan's eyes were red, and his parents always said that the family had broken bones and tendons. Now the enemy is right in front of him. Why did the uncle treat me like this? Why!

"Bang!" Wangchuan's uncle slapped Wangchuan again and slapped Wangchuan to the ground. He inserted his waist and said sternly: "Dog bastard, your parents are rude to Master Guihai, and deserve it. I will tell you, you will kneel down and kowtow to Master Guihai to apologize. I can still ask for love for you, maybe Master Guihai can spare your life."

"Dog bastard, this slut, Xuezhi, can win the favor of Master Guihai. That is the blessing she has cultivated. If you make such an unreasonable move, you don't have to do it. Uncle San will have your life today! If we didn't see that we are still in a bit of blood relationship, I wouldn't care about your family's mess!" Uncle Wangchuan's third uncle scolded.

"That's right, Uncle San is right. Dog bastard, as my brother advises you, I apologize to Master Guihai. Xue Zhi can serve Master Guihai, which is also a matter of shining the family. Besides, if Xue Zhi can serve Master Guihai well, Master Guihai will be in a good mood and may reward you with some benefits. At that time, don't forget us brothers, ah...haha." Wangchuan's elder brother came to his ears, and his uncle and his second uncle's family smiled sly.

The inhumanity of the relatives was like a knife to pierce his heart. His body was trembling unsteadily, and suddenly burst into laughter. His eyes were red, blood surging, blue veins surging, and strange red patterns appeared all over his body. His body slowly floated up, and the Dongxu Sword suddenly rushed out of his thin body. The Dongxu Sword made a cry. Wangchuan reached out to hold the Dongxu Sword and stared at everyone in the hall with gritted teeth: "Do you all die for me!"

The red sword energy surged in the hall, the tables, chairs and benches were split into pieces, and blood kept scattering. The human head was like a broken pearl, falling to the ground one by one, "Jiang Hai, save... save... ah!" Wangchuan broke the incontinence of the urination and defecation, and before he could climb to Gui Hai Yice, his body was split into two petals by Wangchuan.

"Oh, the dog bastard is angry!" Gui Hai Yice said to the followers beside him, and everyone burst into laughter. They didn't take the dog bastard seriously at all.

"Brother, go quickly, don't worry about me!" Xue Zhi, who was immersed in the pain of bereavement, suddenly came to her senses. She shouted loudly and struggled constantly. The force used by Gui Hai Yice on his arm became heavier and heavier. In desperation, Xue Zhi opened his mouth and bit Gui Hai Yice's arm.

"Hiss..." Gui Hai Yice's arm hurts and loosens his arm, and then he immediately slapped Xue Zhi out with a palm. "It's not that the whole family doesn't enter the family, dog bastards, haha... all this family is really a dog!"

"Guihai Yice, I will give my parents my life back!" Wangchuan rushed towards Guihai Yice with his sword in his arms, his body was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Guihai Yice. The blood tide of his body was like a huge tide of blood, and then rushed toward him, and the whole house collapsed with a bang.

Guihai Yice sneered, and a pair of ghost claws shone out, attacking Wangchuan, with blood shadows heavy and erratic figures. Wangchuan raised the Dongxu Sword and slashed towards Guihai Yice. Dongxu Sword turned into thousands of light swords and slashed towards Guihai Yice's blood shadows.

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With a "puff!", the blood shadow disappeared, and Gui Hai Yice appeared. A hole as big as a fist appeared on his chest, and blood was gushing. "Impossible, how could you hurt me? I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I... vomit..." Gui Hai Yice fell to the ground in a daze, losing his breath.

Gui Hai Yice's entourage was frightened when he saw his master being killed, "Don't come over, don't come over!"

The corners of Wangchuan's mouth cracked, and the dull and empty voice was like a death talisman, which shocked the people to escape. Then Wangchuan did not give them a chance. Thousands of Dongxu swords fell down, and the followers were directly bombarded into flesh mud. The yard of Wangchuan's move to the house was now turned into ruins, and the scene was blood flowing like a river, and the death was tragic.

He looked into the air with his right hand, and the families of the uncle and the third uncle who were killed by Wangchuan, as well as Gui Haiyice's corpses gathered above his head. He waved the Dongxu Sword and kept looking at the corpses in the air. The blood had already poured him into a bloody man.

"No, brother!" Xue Zhi rushed to Wangchuan with a little strength. She hugged Wangchuan tightly, and tears slid down. Wangchuan's body stagnated. He looked down at Xue Zhi, and then waved the cave sword in his hand again to chop the terrible corpses.

"Brother, stop." Xue Zhi was heartbroken. She loved the simple and kind brother who used to be. The person in front of her was simply a devil. She couldn't let her brother become a devil. She hugged Wangchuan and waved the arm of Dongxu Sword.

Wangchuan looked down at Xuezhi, then swung it hard, and the sword blade of the Dongxu Sword slashed across Xuezhi's neck. Xuezhi flew out, and blood arrows sprinkled out, and a stream of blood sprinkled on Wangchuan's face. He paused and suddenly flew to the place where Xuezhi flew out, "Sister...Sister..."

"You finally...returned to my...brother...brother." Xuezhi smiled and stretched out his bloody hand to gently stroke Wangchuan's cheek. "Vomit..." Xuezhi sprayed out a mouthful of blood, closed her eyes, and the last line of bloody hot tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes.

"No..." Wangchuan shouted heart-wrenchingly.
Chapter completed!