Xuanhuan: My practice is infinitely upgraded

After years of being pampered and pampered, Wu Liufang no longer has the vigilance and responsiveness of her youth.

When she came to her senses after a long time, she only felt a sharp pain in her neck, and her vision moved up quickly, and then the sky spun.

Only then did Wu Liufang react.

"I am dead."

"I was beheaded."

The body on the horseback was still sitting upright, and viscous blood gushed out from the neck.

When the head was spinning and flying in the air, Wu Liufang's eyes fell on the figure who killed her for a moment.

It was a thin figure in a blue dress, holding a long sword, and after beheading her, he went in another direction without looking back.

There, there is a small convoy of less than ten people.

A name subconsciously appeared in Wu Liufang's mind.

"Wu Mingxuan!"

At this moment, she finally understood why Wan Haipeng told her not to take revenge many times that day.

Obviously, it was hinting to her not to try to find Wu Mingxuan.

Having cooperated with Wu Mingxuan for many years, he has long recognized the nature of the other party. Even if it is his own sister, the other party cannot help them avenge them.

However, Wan Haipeng might not have imagined that the other party would be so heartless and attack so viciously.

When she was about to die, many images flashed through Wu Liufang's mind.

When he was young, Wu Mingxuan called 'sister' crisply, with a pure smile on his face.

When Wu Mingxuan was selected into the Heavenly Sword Sect when he was young, he had a happy and hearty smile.

There is a coldness that has begun to become distant when you are young.

In the end, it was fixed on yesterday, that superior indifference.

"Boom!"

Wu Liufang's head fell to the ground, her eyes were wide open, and she completely lost consciousness.

On the other side, Wu Mingxuan, who was wearing a strong suit, swung his sister's head with a sword, and rushed to the other side of the innocent small convoy with his figure like lightning.

While everyone was dodging in panic, they killed them one by one.

Then all the money on everyone was searched, making the illusion of being robbed, and the figure floated away.

……

That night.

Wu Mingxuan came to Chuanjiang City.

Taking advantage of the dead of night, he sneaked into the Wanfu and started killing wildly.

With his innate strength, even if he charged forward, it would be impossible for the people in the Wanfu to react, let alone a covert assassination.

Under his cold-blooded long sword, one person after another lost his life in his sleep.

in a certain room.

Cross-legged and eyes closed, Mi Wenjie suddenly opened his eyes.

"What a strong bloody smell!"

With a serious expression on his face, Mi Wenjie picked up the long knife that was placed aside, and walked carefully to the door.

Although he said that he was sitting here to temporarily protect the Wanfu, but he didn't feel that he really had a place to use his skills.

After all, in the past two days, when someone really came to cause trouble, he stepped forward and easily made the other party retreat.

Presumably many people also know that there are disciples of the Da Luo Sect in the Wan Mansion, and it stands to reason that no one will come to find fault.

But now, someone dared to disregard Da Luozong's face, directly kill him, and cause massacres in Wanfu?
After a while, Mi Wenjie's eyes blurred.

He saw a figure in blue suddenly appearing in front of him, and a streak of silver light flashed away in the dark night.

Mi Wenjie only felt a sharp pain in his neck, and a huge amount of blood spurted out.

He subconsciously took the knife and slashed forward.

"Huh? There is another master?"

The masked Wu Mingxuan was slightly surprised, but he only paused for a moment before going to the next room.

Behind him, Mi Wenjie's figure crashed down.

After a while, there was no living person in the entire house.

After Wu Mingxuan rummaged through the bedroom and study of Chief Wan, he set a fire and set the whole house ablaze.

This night, half of Chuanjiang City was illuminated like daytime.

"Fire!"

Someone yelled in panic, and then some people rushed to put out the fire, and some rushed to inform the city guards.

……

Red Rock Mine, in a secluded courtyard.

Jiang Heng finally stopped practicing.

At this time, all the 500 Qi and Blood Pills he was carrying had been exhausted, and after the potential points continued to grow and be consumed, there were still 121 million remaining.

And his cultivation base has reached the tenth level of True Qi Realm!
Such a practice speed is too scary!

You know, it has only been less than half a month since he broke through to the first level of the True Qi Realm, and Jiang Heng has already reached the tenth level of the peak of the True Qi Realm!
Facing a breakthrough to the Xiantian realm, there is only one step away.

Of course, for him who has not practiced martial arts at the True Qi Realm, his improvement in strength is not an exaggeration. Compared with before he broke through to the True Qi Realm, it has almost doubled.

Compared with the day when he killed the strong innate realm, it has only improved by less than half.

It's not that there is not much difference in the strength of the True Qi Realm, but because——

On the one hand, Jiang Heng's strength in the physical body is already too exaggerated, and it has already exceeded the limit.

On the other hand, cultivation bases belong to cultivation bases, and combat power needs to be expressed through martial arts.

It's like a fighter in a game.

Both character level and skill level are very important. If you only increase the character level, but always use level A to attack, you may not be able to beat low-level players.

Normally.

There is at least a tenfold difference in strength between the tenth level of the real energy state and the tenth level of the physical state under the same circumstances.

And often the difference in strength is doubled, and one can easily be compared to ten, and absolutely crushed.

A ten-fold difference in strength is enough to easily defeat a thousand opponents.

But all these common senses are useless on Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng knew very well in his heart that all this was mainly due to the super defensive power of the [Golden Body Art].

With the ability to almost ignore the opponent's attack, he can fight recklessly and defeat the strong with the weak.

In real battle.

Attack, defense, agility, skills, etc., each item is extremely important.

But if there is only one absolute advantage to choose, Jiang Heng will undoubtedly choose defense.

As long as the defense is strong enough, he has countless opportunities to tolerate mistakes, and the opponent, once lost, will be forever lost!

Therefore, after the battle with the strong man in the innate realm, Jiang Heng became more determined to improve his physique with all his might.

Qi refining, including the future refining gods, may be really strong and have various advantages, but in terms of life preservation, they are definitely not as good as physical body practitioners!
The defensive ability of qi refining itself is not strong, and it needs to use real qi to actively defend, even if it can be done in just one thought, in Jiang Heng's view, this is still a weakness.

"Physical cultivation techniques..."

Jiang Heng couldn't help muttering to himself.

Next, the improvement of [Golden Body Jue] is getting more and more difficult, and we can only rely on the physical body to supplement it.

With his current cultivation base, he already has the authority to watch more exercises, and he only needs to wait more than ten days to return to the sect to start new studies.

However, the most urgent task is to purchase cultivation resources.

Just now.

"My lord! My lord, it's bad!"

A young man rushed into the courtyard in a panic and stammered:

"Master Mi, he is dead!"

Jiang Heng's eyes froze.