Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

In the dense forest, Wang Chen flitted like flying.

His feet never landed, he stepped on or rubbed against the roots of weeds and vines, his figure was like a ghost, silent and fast like an arrow leaving the string.

Like all Talismans, Tracing Talismans also have a time limit, and the effect will gradually weaken over time.

Wang Chen suddenly stopped and activated a tracking talisman again.

When he passed through a forest, the mountain in front of him became steeper, and he could still hear the sound of running water in the stream.

The traces on the ground became messy.

Wang Chen's eyes flashed, and he suddenly opened up his consciousness.

He stopped following, and said in a deep voice, "Come out!"

It was quiet around, and there was no response.

Wang Chen shook his head, and was about to sacrifice the flying sword.

Suddenly, the bushes a few dozen steps ahead swayed, and a masked man in gray appeared.

Immediately afterwards, men in gray appeared one after another, forming a semi-surrounding posture towards Wang Chen.

None of them spoke, they just looked at Wang Chen with indifferent eyes.

A bit of murderous intent was faintly revealed.

In the hands of these gray-clothed men, they held a handful of bows and crossbows that shone with metallic light.

One after another, silver-white arrows were aimed at Wang Chen.

If you look closely, you can see fine runes engraved on the crossbow bolts and arrows.

Wang Chen didn't realize it, and asked, "Where are the villagers who were taken away by you?"

"hehe."

The gray-clothed man who appeared first smiled and said, "Village Chief Wang, are you chasing us all the way, do you want to redeem people or snatch them back?"

His laughter was old and hoarse, with strong confidence: "If you want to snatch someone back, then I advise you to think carefully and don't be impulsive."

Wang Chen glanced at the other party: "Which company are you from?"

Organized bandits have their own names, and the other party is obviously not a straggler and knows his identity.

Certainly not easy!

"We don't have a name."

The gray-clothed man was very cunning: "It's just a few poor brothers who are struggling to eat, Village Chief Wang, everything is easy to discuss, why do you have to push so hard?"

"You're stalling for time."

Wang Chen asked with interest: "Who are you waiting for?"

The man in gray paused for breath, obviously being hit by Wang Chen's words.

A savage look flashed in his eyes: "Kill!"

call out!

As soon as the man in gray finished speaking, a bright sword light suddenly flashed in front of him, and the sharp sword energy pierced through the air.

Although the man in gray was extremely wary of Wang Chen and was already ready to fight, the decisiveness and speed of Wang Chen's strikes were completely beyond his expectations.

Caught off guard, he could only crush a talisman in his hand with all his might.

A ball of golden light suddenly exploded, completely enveloping the man in gray.

puff!

The spurting sword energy pierced through the golden glow in an instant, but failed to hit any target.

The figure of the man in gray appeared on the other side, nearly thirty steps away from the original position.

And on his chest, there was a half-foot-long sword mark!

The bandit leader's eyes no longer had the original calmness and sternness, revealing uncontrollable fear.

Only he himself knows how lucky he is to avoid this sword!

At this moment, the sound of rolling thunder swept across and spread in all directions.

I don't know how many birds were startled!

Thunder sound sword energy!

Wang Chen was somewhat surprised when he missed a blow.

His Benlei swordsmanship has been cultivated to the level of Dzogchen, beheading monks under the Zifu is like cutting melons and vegetables.

I didn't expect to be dodged by the other party.

The bandit leader's cultivation base is at most perfect in Qi training.

But Wang Chen didn't care. After all, magic tools and talismans to protect his body and life abound. It's not inconceivable to be able to block or evade Lei Yin's sword energy.

Under such circumstances, he only needs to add another sword.

If you can't do it with one sword, then try another sword!

Wang Chen pinched the formula with his hands, and the Fenglei sword suddenly flew upwards, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

The sword pointed again at the man in gray.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

One after another, the crossbow arrows glowing with silver light shot towards Wang Chen!

These crossbow arrows were obviously blessed with special power, and their speed was unimaginably fast, and they were shot in front of Wang Chen almost the moment they left the crossbow slot.

Wang Chen's response was very simple. He plucked a green onion from dry land and flew into the air.

All the crossbow arrows fell into the air, and the most threatening thing to him only flew past the soles of his boots.

"Finished formation!"

The bandit leader let out a heart-piercing roar.

The best way for a Qi-training monk to compete against Master Zifu is to rely on the power of the magic circle.

A complete defensive formation can absorb the power of hundreds of low-level monks at the same time, making high-level monks deterred and afraid to take the lead.

Even if it can be broken by force, it will have to pay a very high price.

Of course, it is impossible for these thieves to arrange a defensive formation here in advance. What they form is a battle formation, which can also gather the strength of everyone to a certain extent.

Resisting the Zifu is not an illusion.

However, how could Wang Chen give them a chance to calmly form an formation? Feng Leijian, who had just started to dive, gave up his original target and shot towards the nearest bandit.

Puchi!

This bandit was also unlucky, he didn't have the life-protecting talisman of his own leader, his body was instantly pierced by the wind and thunder sword, and his protective shield was like paper.

【Tiangong+7】

Wang Chen ignored the message that popped up in his field of vision, and manipulated the flying sword to kill other bandits.

"ah!"

There were screams one after another, and the bandits died on the spot one after another.

call! call! call!

While abusing the vegetables, from the corner of Wang Chen's eyes, he caught a glimpse of balls of fire attacking him through the air.

At the same time, a streak of light flashed silently behind Wang Chen, shooting straight at the back of his neck!

This is a real counter attack from the enemy!

Wang Chen, who was suspended in the air, seemed to be a living target.

However, all attacks, including the attackers, could not escape Wang Chen's spiritual perception.

The next moment, Wang Chen's figure suddenly sank down.

Before his feet touched the ground, he turned around quickly and punched the streamer that was coming after him.

Do not break the Vajra Fist!

Boom!

This seemingly incomparably sharp streamer was instantly shattered, and a small flying sword flew out tremblingly.

Numerous cracks appeared on the sword body.

Beside a big tree a hundred steps away, a middle-aged female cultivator spurted blood from her mouth, and her eyes were full of horror.

This flying sword, which she sacrificed day and night with her own blood, couldn't stop Wang Chen's bare hands. Not only was her ultimate move broken, but her soul was also severely injured.

The middle-aged female cultivator realized that she and others had seriously underestimated Wang Chen's strength, and the regret in her heart was beyond words.

Just when she was about to flee, a huge fire crow flew down from the sky.

boom! ——

The second one is delivered.