Chapter 336.
In the middle of the dense forest, Wang Dust traveled as if he were flying.
His feet never touched the ground, either stepping over or rubbing against the roots of weeds and vines, his figure was like a ghost, silent and fast as an arrow that had left the string.
Like all talismans, the tracking talisman also has a time limit, and its effect will gradually diminish with the passage of time.
Wang Chen suddenly stopped his body and activated a tracking talisman again.
When he passed through a forest, the mountain ahead of him became steep, and the sound of running water from a stream could be heard.
The traces on the ground became cluttered.
Wang Chen’s gaze flickered and he steeply expanded his divine sense.
He stopped tracking and said in a deep voice, “All come out!”
The surroundings were silent and there was no response.
Wang Chen shook his head and was about to offer his flying sword.
Suddenly the bushes a few dozen paces ahead shook, and a gray-clothed masked man revealed himself.
Immediately after that, one gray-clothed man after another appeared, forming a semi-surrounding stance towards Wang Dust.
None of them spoke, only looking at Wang Duan with cold eyes.
A few killing chances were vaguely revealed.
And in the hands of these gray-robed men, they were holding a crossbow with a flickering metallic light.
A silver-white arrow was aimed at Wang Chen.
If one looked closely, one could see fine runes engraved on the crossbow arrows and arrowheads.
Without realizing it, Wang Chen asked, “Where are the villagers you took captive?”
“Huh.”
The first gray-robed man to appear laughed, “Village Chief Wang, you chased us all the way, do you want to ransom or rob them back?”
His laughter was old and hoarse, carrying a strong sense of confidence, “If it’s to snatch someone back, then I advise you to think about it and don’t be impulsive.”
Wang Dust glanced at the other party, “Which family name are you?”
Organized bandits all had their own font names, the other party was obviously not a straggler and knew his identity.
It was definitely not simple!
“We don’t have a font name.”
The gray-clothed man was cunning, “Just a few bitter and poor brothers mixing their meals, Village Chief Wang, everything is negotiable, why are you being so bitter?”
“You’re stalling for time.”
Wang Dust asked with interest, “Waiting for who?”
The gray-robed man’s breathing stuttered, obviously being caught by Wang Dust.
His eyes flickered with a fierce color, “Kill!”
Swoosh!
As soon as the gray-clothed man’s words fell, a brilliant sword light flashed steeply in front of him, and the powerful sword qi broke through the air.
Although the gray-clothed man was extremely wary of Wang Chuan and had long been prepared for a fight, the decisiveness of Wang Chuan’s strike and the speed of his strike were completely out of his expectation.
Caught off guard, he could only crush a spirit talisman in his hand.
A golden light suddenly exploded, completely enveloping the gray-clothed man.
Poof!
The sword qi that shot out pierced through this golden glow in an instant, but failed to hit any target.
The gray-clothed man’s figure appeared on the other side, nearly thirty paces from his original position.
And on his chest, a half-foot-long sword mark had suddenly appeared!
The bandit leader’s eyes no longer had the original calmness and ferocity, revealing uncontrollable fear.
Only he himself knew how lucky he was to avoid this sword!
At this very moment, rolling thunderous sounds swept through, spreading in all directions.
It was unknown how many flying birds were startled!
Thunder Sound Sword Qi!
Wang Chen was more or less surprised when the strike missed.
His Running Thunder Sword Technique had already been cultivated to the level of the Great Perfection, killing cultivators under the Purple Mansion was like cutting a melon and chopping a vegetable.
He didn’t expect to be dodged by the other party.
The cultivation level of this bandit leader was at most Qi Practicing Perfection.
But Wang Chen didn’t care, after all, life-protecting magic weapons and talismans abounded, and being able to block or dodge the Thunder Sound Sword Qi wasn’t something unbelievable.
In such a situation, all he had to do was add another sword.
If one sword couldn’t manage it, then another sword!
Wang Chen clenched his hand, and the Wind and Thunder Sword swiftly swept upwards, drawing a graceful arc in the air.
The sword blade was once again pointed at the gray-clothed man.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A crossbow arrow glowing with silver light shot towards Wang Chen!
These crossbow arrows were obviously enhanced with a special power, the speed was unbelievable, almost in the moment when they were separated from the crossbow slot, they were shot to Wang Dust’s body.
Wang Dust’s response was very simple, a dry land pull onion directly flying up in the air.
All the crossbows and arrows fell short, and the ones that threatened him most only grazed the soles of his boots.
“Formation!”
The bandit leader let out a heartbreaking roar.
The best way for Qi Practicing cultivators to resist the Purple Mansion Superior was to rely on the power of a magic formation.
A perfect defense formation was able to absorb the power of hundreds or thousands of low-ranked cultivators at the same time, making the higher-ranked ones look away and not dare to take the fight to them.
Even if they could forcefully break it, they would have to pay an extremely high price.
This gang of thieves and bandits certainly couldn’t have arranged the defense array here in advance, what they formed belonged to the battle array, and to a certain extent, it could also unite the strength of the crowd.
Resisting the Purple Mansion was not an illusion.
However, how could Wang Dust give them a chance to form a formation with ease, the Wind and Thunder Sword that had just begun to dive abandoned its original target and shot towards the closest bandit.
Puff!
This bandit was also out of luck, he didn’t have his own leader’s life-protecting spirit talisman, and was instantly pierced through by the Wind and Thunder Sword, and his protective magic shield was just like papier-m芒ch茅.
[Heavenly Kung Fu +7]
Wang Dust ignored the message that popped up in his vision and maneuvered his flying sword to decimate the other bandits.
“Ah!”
Miserable screams rose and fell as bandit after bandit perished on the spot.
Whew! Hoo! Whew!
In the midst of the abuse, Wang Dust glimpsed a ball of fire out of the corner of his eye as it broke through the air towards him.
At the same time, a streak of light silently flashed behind Wang Chuan, shooting straight at the back of his neck!
This was a real counterattack from the enemy!
Suspended in the air, Wang Chen had become a living target.
However, all the attacks could not escape Wang Chuan’s divine sense, including the sneak attacker.
In the next moment, Wang Chen’s figure suddenly sank downward.
Before his feet hit the ground, he turned around sharply and blasted his fist onto the stream of light that was coming after him.
Unbreakable Vajra Fist!
Boom!
The stream of light, which appeared to be incomparably sharp, was instantly shattered, and a compact flying sword shuddered and flew out.
Countless cracks appeared on the sword body.
A hundred paces away next to a large tree, a middle-aged female cultivator’s mouth spurted blood furiously, her eyes filled with horror.
This flying sword, which she had sacrificed with her own blood day and night, couldn’t even block Wang Chuan’s bare hands, not only was the killing move broken, but even her divine soul was also heavily damaged.
The middle-aged female cultivator realized that she and the others had seriously underestimated Wang Chen’s strength, and the remorse in her heart was beyond words.
Just as she was about to flee, a huge fire crow swooped down in the air.
Boom!