The extremely powerful internal force surged, and Chu Zheng was shocked to retreat several steps.

This time, he not only endured 70% of the opponent's palm power, but also took the initiative to absorb the cold poison hidden in his palm power.

In an instant, Chu Zheng felt as if his whole body fell into an ice cave, and it was cold from head to toe, but soon the coldness disappeared and turned into an extremely huge true energy, helping him break through the eighth level of the Shenzhao Sutra in one fell swoop!

"Ding! Your magical ray has broken through the eighth level!"

The eighth level of the Divine Light has opened up all the key entrances, and it has basically been considered to have practiced the Divine Light Sutra, at the same level as Di Xian. The ninth level is just to multiply the action routes of the previous eighth level to continuously accumulate true energy to make it thicker.

The Iron Head Man was also shocked by him several steps back, finally jumped out of the battle circle, turned around and ran away with all his might.

Chu Zheng had just broken through the entrance hall, and there was still some blood surging everywhere in his body, and he needed to adjust his breathing urgently. Seeing that he was running towards the middle of the valley, he simply stopped chasing him. He just stared coldly at the disciples of the Xingsu Sect who were so scared that they could not speak, secretly circulating the Divine Lighting Ability to consolidate the eighth level of cultivation.

In the fight between the two just now, the howling palm wind was enough to open up the mountains and gravels, and it was mixed with the fierce and cold poison. The disciples of the Star Sect didn't dare to approach it. In addition, Li Wenxiu waved the meteor hammer and forced them to breathe. At this time, he saw the iron-headed man running away in panic, and he didn't have the heart to fight. He immediately dispersed and followed the iron-headed man to escape into the valley.

Chu Zheng looked back at Ye Erniang and the South China Sea Crocodile God. Seeing that Ye Erniang was already carrying the South China Sea Crocodile God into the distant woods. Duan Yanqing, who was afraid that the injured, would respond there, immediately called on the guards who were chasing them to avoid causing major casualties.

It’s a lucky draw for these three evil people.

However, all the three evil people were seriously injured. At least after a month or two of rest, don’t expect to come and seek revenge again. By then, Chu Zheng was afraid that he would have lived in seclusion and not show up.

Li Wenxiu put away the meteor hammer, walked closer and asked with concern: "Is it okay?"

Chu Zheng waved his hand and signaled that it was okay, then slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling the whole body was comfortable, the true energy was running like a stream of flowing, and the flashes of fireflies in his eyes, and it was obvious that the internal force had reached a new level.

Chu Zheng glanced at his martial arts evaluation and, with great improvement in internal strength and two more wins, he had already reached 600 points, which was enough to go hand in hand with Duan Yanqing and Miao Renfeng.

If it is a formal fight, Chu Zheng is confident that he can also deal with Duan Yanqing within a hundred moves without "striking the road of life and death with one knife".

Looking at the root bone value, it actually increased by 7 points! It reached an astonishing 33 points! There were only 7 points left from the limit value of 40 points!

Obviously, the ice silkworm's cold poison is no less than that of the red clam, and he has absorbed at least 80% of the ice silkworm's cold poison in the iron-headed human body!

Unexpectedly, when I fought with the Iron Head, I actually had such unexpected gains.

The only pity is that the cold poison of the ice silkworm was gradually assimilated and melted by the red clams, and lost the biting cold energy. Otherwise, if he could use his fist and foot skills to carry the cold poison like an iron-headed man, his strength would undoubtedly be higher.

Chu Zheng looked at the sky and turned to instruct everyone, "Prepare, we will enter the Deaf Valley immediately!"

...

The group climbed up the mountain road.

The mountain road is rugged and not easy to walk, but Chu Zheng took the bow and drove the way forward, and when he encountered a disciple of the Xingsu Sect who blocked the road, he shot from afar, which was a bit shocking.

Li Wenxiu followed Chu Zheng with the baby in his arms for two or three steps away. The other guards escorted Wang Yuyan and A Bi who were walking. After about half an hour, they arrived in a flat and wide valley.

I saw tall pine trees scattered around the valley, surrounded by streams, and three houses in the distance were arranged side by side, with elegant and quiet scenery.

In front of the three wooden houses, there was a big tree with a flat bluestone under the tree, with chessboards carved crisscrossingly. A young man and a thin white-haired old man were playing chess. Looking at the black and white boy fighting in an intertwined manner, it took at least a long time.

The young man was about twenty-eight or nine years old, with a long yellow gown and a long sword hanging on his waist. He was very dignified. When Wang Yuyan saw it, she immediately said in surprise: "Cousin!" and then ran over, and Abi followed closely behind.

Chu Zheng would not stop him. I guess this young man was Murong Fu. The person who played against him was naturally Mr. Congbian, the owner of the Deaf and Mute Valley.

There were a few waves of people in the valley. On the left was another young man in Jinyi, followed by three guards, and at first glance they were rich and noble families. His eyes were staring at Wang Yuyan; in the middle were monks dressed in foreign monks watching chess. The last wave was led by an old man with a long hair and long beard, and there were iron-headed men standing next to him, and behind him were a dense disciple of the Star Constellation Sect. If you don’t ask, you must be Ding Chunqiu.

There were also a group of Shaolin monks, who seemed to be four men who were retainers of the Murong family, as well as eight men and women dressed in strange shapes. They should be the Eight Friends of Hangu. These people looked weak and were monitored and held by the Xingsu Sect.

Chu Zheng's eyes fell on one of the doctors' old men, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Although "Evil King of Hell" Xue Muhua looked like he had suffered some work, he was still in good spirits.

The arrival of Chu Zheng and others naturally attracted the attention of those in Gu people, but Murong Fu and Su Xinghe did not look up and were completely immersed in the chess game.

Ding Chunqiu glanced over with a gloomy gaze, but he seemed to be afraid of something and did not immediately take action against Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng didn't dare to underestimate the enemy at all. The masters in this valley were like creeping tigers and hidden dragons. They were just rough from the momentum. Ding Chunqiu, Su Xinghe and one of the foreign monks were undoubtedly the strongest. Murong Fu was similar to Duan Yanqing, and the other young master who was looking at Wang Yuyan was crazy, and also gave Chu Zheng a feeling that he could not see through the depth.

Suddenly, Murong Fu shouted, and actually wanted to draw his sword and commit suicide!

The incident happened suddenly. Wang Yuyan had just approached and couldn't help but exclaim: "Cousin, don't--!"

The young man next to him shouted anxiously almost at the same time: "Don't do this!" He pointed his finger and said softly, an invisible sword energy shot out from his fingers, knocking the long sword in Murong Fu's hand to the ground.

He heard the foreign monk with extremely high martial arts skills laughing: "Young Master Duan is so handsome, a kind of 'Six-Meridian Divine Sword'!"

Chu Zheng couldn't help but nodded secretly. The sword energy was purely stimulated by internal strength, fast and accurate, which was actually an extremely powerful martial art.

Of course, this is just a form of the release of true qi. As long as the internal strength reaches a very high level, it is not difficult to master the method of using true qi. In real society, Chu Zheng can release true qi by his thoughts alone, and his form and effect can be far superior to this "Six-Meridian Divine Sword".

Of course, with Chu Zheng's current two god-level internal skills in the game world, he can barely do it. It is almost impossible to suddenly take action like this young master. Obviously, this young master has extremely deep internal skills, and is afraid he is not inferior to that iron-headed man.

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