Rebirth in another world: Cultivation begins with cannibalism

The two of them had a lot of thoughts, but the movements in their hands were not slow, Chen Cheng shook his wrist, and the black curtain suddenly came, Wang Xuan understood that this was the thaumaturgy of the floating light sword, and hurriedly used the aura, and the same move poured out.

"Floating silhouette!" The

two of them almost used it at the same time, the two rays of light collided, and he took a few steps back, and Chen Cheng immediately chased after him and made a judgment.

Wang Xuan was in a very bad mood, so he snorted coldly and continued to raise his sword to meet him.

From time to time, branches and leaves were cut off by the sword qi, and the two floating light swords sometimes flew and sometimes clashed, and he used all he could to fight.

After a long battle, Wang Xuan was already a little exhausted, but he couldn't see Chen Cheng's fatigue.

His face sank, and in the face of the attacking fast sword, he deliberately sold a flaw, Chen Cheng found a vacant place, and immediately attacked with a sword.

"You've been tricked!" he

sneered, and suddenly a talisman flew out from the dantian, surrounded by golden light, and was about to hit Chen Cheng.

Chen Cheng was in danger, the remnant rainbow that had been hidden on his body for a long time swept past the afterimage, his figure was attached to a rainbow light, and the speed of the moment was several times faster, and with a slight twist, he dodged this attack.

"You're the one who is in charge.

Wang Xuan panicked when he saw this, but he didn't expect that Chen Cheng still had amplification strange things on his body, and he was suddenly in chaos.

"Hmmm. "

The Floating Light Sword is already known for its speed, plus the bonus of the remnant rainbow, a few points faster, the streamer passed by, even if he tried his best to dodge, he was still cut open by this killing move.

"Ahh

There was another crisp sound, the two were temporarily separated, Chen Cheng looked at Wang Xuan coldly, such a serious injury, as long as he slowly consumed it, Wang Xuan would not be able to hold it.

However, this is in the forest, all kinds of crises lurk, Chen Cheng doesn't want to dream a lot at night, so he approaches with his sword in his hand.

"No, Chen Cheng, listen to me," Wang Xuan watched in horror as Chen Cheng approached, becoming more and more frightened.

Even if Elder Su was present, he would not have thought that Chen Cheng was so strong, even if it was said that the gap between the low realms was not big, but Wang Xuan had practiced more than a year more than Chen Cheng, and he would be defeated in front of him.

Seeing Chen Cheng's footsteps getting closer and closer, he supported his body with his hands and stepped back, hitting the thick tree trunk.

"Chen Cheng, Brother Chen, you can't kill me, I beg you," he was half-lying on the ground, blood gurgling out, and pleading in a low voice, "Please, please, I don't want to die, I-"

Wang Xuan seemed to say something, when suddenly a black gas burst out, wisps of outstretching, blocking his facial features. His eyes rolled and blood spilled from his pores.

"Die.

Seeing this, Chen Cheng didn't grind, the remnant rainbow flickered again, and the floating light sword wiped Wang Xuan's neck and hit the head with a blow.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, and the hideous head on the side opened its mouth wide, as if it wanted to scream.

Chen Cheng frowned, the scales of the fish in the twilight of the year faded and their luster faded, and a huge memory rushed into his mind, perhaps because of the monk's stronger spirit, or maybe there was not much difference between the two, this time Chen Cheng was not in a coma, but he felt a headache because of the sudden influx of memories.

......

My name is Wang Xuan, and I am from the Wang family in Chishi City.

My life started in my family, and under the spur of my parents, I learned all kinds of spiritual knowledge from an early age, and since the age of five, I have been exercising every day, so that I can withstand higher quality strange things when I am ten years old.

But I failed, maybe I was destined to be born, my qualifications were only yellow-level, looking at my father's disappointed eyes, I could only be alone and gloomy.

Then I was sent to the Floating Light Sect to enlighten my soul with strange things that no one in the big family looked up to, and at the age of ten, I became a monk.

When I was confused, Elder Su told me that he could help me improve my qualifications, but I didn't believe it at first, until I came into contact with "Qiu Zuo Ke".

His cultivation is very powerful, and he will be the same age as me next year, but he can do many things that I can't do, and my relationship with him has gradually improved.

Not long after entering the sect, on a certain travel mission, Steward Xu arranged for me to be a guest with Qiu, and we came to a mortal village on the outskirts.

The task was easy, but I couldn't help but feel funny when I saw those mortals trembling in the face of me, isn't this what I looked like in front of the elders and those genius monks?

I thought that my whole life was like this day after day, and when I was dying, I lamented that my fate was not good, but Qiu Zuoke told me that as long as I joined them, I could be as strong as him.

This time I believed it, because he was the top genius I had ever seen in the Floating Light Sect, I didn't care who they were, I only cared about what he said.

It was an elixir, looking at the expectant eyes of "Qiu Zuoke", coupled with the demeanor of those mortals around me, I thought of myself, and I swallowed it in one gulp.

And sure enough, I changed. After I came back from that mission, I got the talent I wanted.

Even though my qualifications are still at the lower level of the Yellow Rank, my talent for refining the Dao is extraordinary, and after practicing in the sect for a year, I have become a seed cultivator who was once unattainable, and I have also practiced hard, often polishing my combat ability.

During this year, I helped bring in many monks with the same fate as me, and I knew what they were planning, but I didn't care, I had become strong, even if it required me to surrender my soul and obey his orders.

Today, a monk named Chen Cheng pointed a sword at my nose, he was also the target of this wooing, and the order of the "Qiu Zuoke" was to defeat him and feed him the elixir.

I thought it would be easy, because I was already a genius.

Until—until the edge of death slashed through my chest, I suddenly understood that everything was false, that the ability given to me by the elixir did not really belong to me, and that the so-called fighting ability that I had trained so hard was no match for his talent.

The death made me want to scream, and now I just want to live, and the self-esteem that the elixir gave me has evaporated.

I begged him not to kill me, I wanted someone to talk to about it all, I wanted to be truly liberated, I wanted to find the meaning of my existence.

The demonic energy in the elixir obscured my senses, and I opened my mouth but was silent.

In the blur, it seemed that a sword light struck.

The darkness has swallowed me, and I will become darkness in the end.