After Feng Mingxue refined the spiritual spring, the two continued to look for the spiritual grass.

I have to say that there are so many spiritual grasses in this valley, and it is almost close to the secret realm of Peach Blossom Valley.

The two of them found a lot of spiritual grasses used in the Qi cultivation period and foundation building periods, and even the spiritual grasses used in the Jindan period also found two.

In the evening, the two planned to return to the village first, and when they turned a mountain pass, they found another earth lotus.

This earth lotus is larger, bigger than the foreign bowl!

Back in the village, Feng Mingxue inevitably had another burst of divine chatter in the vast sea and sky, and asked Chu Tianfeng for a basin of spiritual spring for that night's cultivation.

In the next few days, the two of them spent the day looking for spiritual grass in the valley, and then returned to the village to rest at night.

On the afternoon of the third day, the spirit grass requested by Chu Tianfeng was finally delivered.

In the evening, the little girl could actually get off the ground and walk on crutches, and her father was so excited that he deliberately ran to the old village chief's house and kowtowed to Chu Tianfeng to thank him.

At this point, Gu Haoran was completely convinced of Chu Tianfeng.

On the morning of the fourth day, Xiao Yunmeng's three daughters said goodbye, and Chu Tianfeng sent the three daughters to the entrance of the village.

"When are you going to the Gobi?" Xiao Yunmeng asked.

Chu Tianfeng thought for a moment and said, "I plan to stay for a few more days and finish refining the pill." ”

In addition, he also wanted to go to Yun Province to visit the Zhuo family and teach the Zhuo family a due lesson, otherwise, it would be difficult for Lawo Village to have peace.

"Alright, I'll sign you up first. Xiao Yunmeng didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were slightly moist, "When the time comes, we will wait for you in the Gobi." ”

"Brother-in-law, I'll be your co-pilot!" Feng Mingxue squeezed her fist hard, "One hundred million, if you win, we'll score half a point!"

Chu Tianfeng turned around, and Quan Dang's ear was stung by a bee.

After sending away Xiao Yunmeng's three daughters, Chu Tianfeng returned to the old village chief's house and continued to refine the Complex Pulp Pill.

On the morning of the third day, all the pills were refined, and Chu Tianfeng handed them over to Gu Haoran and the others for distribution, and at the same time said goodbye to Gu Haoran.

Gu Haoran was quite reluctant, and pulled Chu Tianfeng to nag for a long time.

After bidding farewell to Gu Haoran and the others, Chu Tianfeng flew directly to the Lingquan Cave and practiced for several hours, until about ten o'clock in the evening, when he floated out of the cave, became invisible again, and flew to Wushan in Yun Province.

Wushan is actually not far from Lawo Village, the straight-line distance is only 600 kilometers, and Chu Tianfeng only flew for more than half an hour to arrive.

Zhuojia Village is about the same size as Fengjia Village, with more than 100 civil engineering buildings, layered on top of each other, quite imposing.

In a magnificent stilted building at the top of the village, Chu Tianfeng finally discovered that master of the late Yuan Tian period, outstanding.

His name, Chu Tianfeng only found out a few days ago.

The Zhuo family has a total of two masters in the Yuantian period, one is Zhuo Buqun, who cultivated in the late Yuantian period. The other is his cousin, named Zhuo Buping, who cultivated in the early Yuan Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Buqun was very vigilant, and Chu Tianfeng's divine sense stayed on him for a while before he discovered it.

"Who broke into my village at night?" Zhuo Buqun's voice was as ugly as a broken gong.

Chu Tianfeng's divine sense was withdrawn from Zhuo Buqun's right shoulder, and he couldn't suppress his laughter.

Only then did he understand that Zhuo Weicheng was really not ordinary honesty, but very honest!

Zhuo Buqun really suffered a gunshot wound! Moreover, the injury has not healed!

It was a wound caused by a * bullet, and it was he who shot it!

"Seeing" the thick strap on Zhuo Buqun's right shoulder, Chu Tianfeng knew that the opportunity had come!

Without hesitation, he flew into the village stealthily.

"Who broke into my village at night?" Zhuo Buqun saw that no one answered, and yelled again.

A moment later, a group of men and women rushed out of the wooden buildings everywhere, about a hundred people.

Chu Tianfeng was hidden in the darkness and quietly approached behind an old man at the peak of his innocence.

Boom! The flying sword flashed out!

The old man at the peak of his innate reaction reacted quickly, heard the sound of the wind differently, and hurriedly dodged.

It's a pity that his cultivation is too poor, and his speed is too slow compared to the flying sword!

As soon as his figure rose, the flying sword had already flown to the back of his heart, piercing through the back of his heart and out of his chest!

Boom!

The old man in the late congenital stage fell to the ground without saying a word!

"No! Uncle Wang has fallen!" a middle-aged man beside him shouted.

Chu Tianfeng's divine sense moved, and the flying sword flew towards the middle-aged man again!

The middle-aged man's cultivation was only in the early stage of congenital, and his speed was even slower, and by the time he reacted, the flying sword had already flown to his face.

Poof!

The flying sword passed through his head, splitting his head alive!

Bang!

Another corpse has fallen to the ground!

"Someone!" shouted several young men at the same time.

"Hugh is rampant!" came the roar of Zhuo Buqun's classmates in the night sky.

Chu Tianfeng immediately withdrew his flying sword and disappeared into the darkness again.

Although Zhuo Buqun was injured, his cultivation was in the late Yuan Tian period after all, and it was not something that Chu Tianfeng could match.

Chu Tianfeng didn't think about fighting with him, in the Zhuo family's village, there were many people with poor strength and poor cultivation than him, so he couldn't afford to fight Zhuo Buqun.

Swish!

Another late congenital old man fell to the ground!

"Chu Tianfeng, you get out of here!" Chu Tianfeng had just dodged when Zhuo Buqun's angry shout came from behind him.

Zhuo Buqun's classmates are not stupid, the clansmen fell to the ground one after another inexplicably, coupled with the bloody penetrating wounds on everyone's bodies, he knew that it was Chu Tianfeng who came!

Chu Tianfeng ignored it, and gently approached an old man in the late congenital stage.

Swish!

The flying sword flew by, bringing up a rain of blood!

The old man in the late congenital stage was also silent and fell to the ground!

"Little bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Zhuo Buqun was also quick to react, the old man fell to the ground on his front foot, and he arrived on his back foot.

Chu Tianfeng put away his flying sword, moved to another place, and continued to sneak attack.

As before, he targeted all the martial artists at the level of the Transformation Stage and the Innate Stage!

A martial artist of this grade is the core strength of any sect or family, and it is also the capital that will be based on martial arts in the next few decades.

Chu Tianfeng just wants to weaken these capitals and erase these central forces!

Whew!Whew!

The flying sword kept flying out, and the Zhuo family kept falling to the ground.

Zhuo Buqun's scolding voice has not stopped.

That night, Chu Tianfeng tossed for more than an hour, overturning seven or eight innate stage masters and more than twenty transformation stage masters, and dealt a heavy blow to the Zhuo family!

Then he ran to the nearby mountains and slept until dawn.

The next day, he practiced for a whole day, and that night, he killed the Zhuo family again!

This time, he sneaked in from the back mountain, his mind was fully opened, and he slowly swept through the back mountain.

Suddenly, he found that there was a temple-like building on the mountain behind Zhuo's house, which was extremely heavily guarded.

Outside the door, there were two early innate martial artists, and inside the door, in addition to the two mid-congenital martial artists, there was also a early Yuan Tian martial artist.

This person looked to be sixty or seventy years old, with half-white hair, a Chinese face, triangular eyes, hanging eyebrows, two gray beards hanging down, and a bitter and hateful look.

Needless to say, this guy must be Zhuo Buping!

The divine sense swept over Zhuo Buping, and soon, Chu Tianfeng discovered that this building actually had a basement!

In the basement, there are large and small pools one after another, and in the pools, white mist rises and is filled with pale white liquid.

Lingquan! And it's a low-grade Lingquan!

However, when his divine sense swept to the edge of the Lingquan Pool and "saw" the dense insect eggs, he really wanted to scold!

You uncle! Such a good spiritual spring is actually used to raise insects!

Chu Tianfeng is simply angry!

Kill! Chu Tianfeng is murderous!

He sneaked back over the stockade, his hands danced lightly, and a big fireball appeared!

With a bang, the fireball smashed directly into the wooden building where Zhuo Buqun's classmates lived!

Call!

A fire rises into the sky!

followed by Zhuo Buqun's classmates shouting like thunder: "Little bastard, Lao Tzu is going to kill you!"

Chu Tianfeng ignored it and rushed to another relatively large wooden building.

With a bang, the fireball reappears!

And then, another fire!

"Little bastard!" Zhuo Buqun jumped onto a roof, crossed his hands on his hips, and shouted!

At this time, the Zhuo family rushed out from all over the village, some with swords, some with pistols, and more with all kinds of large and small basins, noisily, rushing to the two burning buildings.

"Damn, Chu Tianfeng is here again!"

"Hurry up and put out the fire!"

．．．．．．

Chu Tianfeng flew to the nearby roof and took it out of the ring*.

Click!

Click!

Ahh

The screams immediately rang out!

"He's there!" someone shouted.

"Fight!" Someone immediately took out a pistol and shot at Chu Tianfeng.

Woo!

Woo!

Chu Tianfeng flew to another rooftop, and without saying a word, he swept across the crowd again.

Click!

Click!

And so, the screams rang out again.

"Oh no, he's here!" someone else shouted.

"Hurry up and shoot this son of a bitch. Someone gritted his teeth and scolded,

Woo!

Woo!

The sound of gunshots and shouting instantly rang out!

Chu Tianfeng saw that the time was ripe, so he turned around and turned back to the back mountain.

In front of the temple in the back mountain, Zhuo Buping stood at the door with four innate stage martial artists, looking at the direction of the village, with an anxious expression.

"Hmph, Chu Tianfeng's dog mongrel is here again!" said an early innate martial artist angrily.

"I don't know if I'll be able to catch him this time. A mid-innate stage martial artist followed with a worried expression.

"Uncle Ping, what kind of kung fu did that little bastard Chu Tianfeng learn, why didn't even the eldest grandfather say that he hadn't discovered him?" another mid-congenital martial artist asked Zhuo Buping.

"Hmph, who knows what bullshit kung fu that little bastard learned!" Zhuo Buping put his hands behind his back and replied angrily.

Chu Tianfeng secretly raised his middle finger to Zhuo Buping.

Zhuo Buping didn't expect that Chu Tianfeng had already gotten under their noses, and they were still looking at the direction of the village, scolding and scolding.

Chu Tianfeng quietly approached behind them.

In the middle of the right hand, the flying sword shot out!

Swish!

A first-stage innate martial artist on the far left was defenseless, and the flying sword swept directly through his throat, bringing out a line of blood!

The flying sword continued to gain momentum, and flew towards the second martial artist.

The second mid-congenital martial artist had a higher cultivation, reacted a little faster, and hurriedly retreated.

With a thud, the flying sword severed his left arm to the shoulder.

Ahh

The screams were earth-shattering!