Fu Shifeng

Chapter 290 Yifeng Kills

After parting with Chi Yang, Cheng Sanwu continued to move towards the mountains. Not long after walking, he felt that the invisible formation covering the top of the mountain was artificially lifted.

"Please enter the urn?" Cheng Sanwu sneered inwardly. He was not surprised by this situation and just continued to walk higher.

After the invisible formation dissipated, the atmosphere of the entire Wang Qiao Mountain changed instantly, and the killing intent filled the forest, as if it wanted to chop the offenders into pieces.

Without waiting for too long, a murderous golden energy approached Cheng Sanwu. The ground that was originally full of dead leaves and weeds was dyed with a pale tone, which made people shudder.

Cheng Sanwu sensed the danger and did not force a fight. Instead, he used his movements to dodge.

But the killing golden energy was chasing after him, as if it were an evil spirit invisible to the naked eye, leaving a winding pale trace on the ground.

Moreover, there were more than one incoming killing golden energy. As soon as Cheng Sanwu ran out more than ten feet, there were several pale streaks approaching on the ground in front of him, clearly trying to block them.

"How can it be so easy?"

Cheng Sanwu saw that the killing gold energy could not stay away from the ground, so he immediately jumped up, fired up his feet, flew directly into the air, and headed towards the Jinting Cave.

Jinting Cave is located in a quiet mountain col, where the wind returns and the air gathers. A dilapidated Taoist temple that has been reduced to ruins is located here. There are also some separate sanctuaries scattered high on both sides, but they have long been deserted and dilapidated.

This Taoist temple is the Wangxian Temple, and the ancestor it worships is said to be an immortal who came from a royal family in the pre-Qin Dynasty. However, Mu Xiangling said that it was a rumor. The inheritance of Wangxian Temple is not that long. Although there were ancestors with good cultivation, the descendants were shallow and incompetent. Even if there were no iron-gnawing beasts to seize the cave, they would not be able to defend it. Live on this foundation.

On the mountain wall behind Wangxian Temple, there is a cave with a large opening. From a distance, it looks like a beast lying on the ground with its bloody mouth slightly open, waiting for its prey to walk into it.

Cheng Sanwu clearly sensed the aura of gold and iron in the cave. Just looking at the entrance of the cave, he vaguely felt that someone was scraping his skin with an iron rake.

This is not an ordinary hallucination, but a sorcery that scratches the heart's defenses. If it cannot withstand it, real wounds will appear on the body, which is very weird.

According to Mu Xiangling, monsters like the iron-gnawing beasts are not spirits from ordinary species, but are formed from accumulated thoughts in response to the world's desire for gold and iron. Therefore, the iron-gnawing beast's instinct is to continuously devour gold and iron, and there is no need to reproduce.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Ignoring the sorcery that disturbed his mind, Cheng Sanwu drew his sword in mid-air, and the flaming wind rolled up. Regardless of whether it was effective or not, he took the lead and blasted directly towards Jinting Cave.

Although the flame stream is fierce, it can only leave some scorch marks on the rock walls and rocks, and there is no way to peer into the cave.

As if in response to Cheng Sanwu's attack, a fishy wind suddenly blew out of the Jinting Cave. The wind was full of the smell of rust. The killing golden energy condensed into substance and turned into countless swords. Like the wind of scraping flesh and steel, it moved towards Cheng San. Five blows.

"Well done!"

When Cheng Sanwu saw this, he waved the Hundred Refined Divine Sword, and the flaming sword light bloomed in all directions. The two intersected, and in an instant it seemed like two armies had collided.

Outside the Jinting Cave, there were sparks and sounds of swords clashing, and the aftermath destroyed the Wangxian Temple, which was overgrown with weeds and more than half of it collapsed.

Staggered sharp marks were imprinted on the ground one after another, and they were densely packed in the blink of an eye. If you looked down from mid-air, it looked like a crazy god was smearing on the ground.

However, Cheng Sanwu's sword skills were getting faster and faster, and the waves of flame sword light were higher than the waves, layer upon layer, like a waterfall of fire falling from the sky, pressing towards the entrance of the Jinting Cave. The killing swords shot out from inside were flying in the dense flame stream. It melts in the middle and condenses into orange-red molten iron, which is splashed everywhere, making it dazzling.

"Is this all you have? That disappoints me so much!"

Cheng Sanwu roared loudly, and with a burst of energy, he waved his magic sword angrily, spreading a path of blazing fire in front of him, then stepped on it and flew into the Jinting Cave.

However, before Cheng Sanwu could step on the ground, a sharp light that could flatten the mountain peaks shot out from the depths of the cave. Cheng Sanwu was so shocked that he forced himself to raise his Yuan Gong and jumped up with the help of the flaming stream, escaping by just a hair. This blow.

The extreme slash rushed out of the hole, splitting the wind and making a harsh sound, making people dare not imagine what the consequences would be if they took this blow head-on.

"So there's still this trick hidden?" Cheng Sanwu felt a rare hint of fear in his heart, which was immediately replaced by a stronger fighting spirit.

Based on the attack just now, Cheng Sanwu understood that the iron-gnawing beast was by no means an ignorant beast. It also had some calculations and knew how to exploit its strengths and avoid its weaknesses.

The iron-gnawing beast, deep in the Jinting Cave, is connected to the mineral veins with vitality. It must be clumsy and slow, unlike the one-horned Cangsi who can run rampant. But with the killing gold energy in his hand, he condensed all kinds of sharp edges. Cheng Sanwu entered the Jinting Cave, as if he had jumped into the barrier formation set by the iron-gnawing beast in advance, and had to face all kinds of endless attacks.

After the mountain-cutting attack, the killing gold energy turned to attack, and the originally dark cave suddenly became bright, and the rock walls turned white, like a mirror.

Only then did Cheng Sanwu see clearly. The entrance to the cave was tall and wide, and there were even several double-story pavilions. They should have been built by Wang Xianguan's disciples. The ridges of the roofs did not touch the roof of the cave. There is also an altar made of stone in the cave. The alchemy furnace placed on it has long been overturned and is covered with traces of rust.

But the iron-gnawing beast is obviously not here. There is a cave entrance on the northwest side that leads deeper into the mountain.

Cheng Sanwu was about to go when he suddenly felt that his limbs were heavy and his joints were stiff, as if they were filled with lead, making his movements extremely difficult. There is also a slight stinging pain, as if thousands of fine steel needles are pricking the pores everywhere.

"Is this also the use of the killing metal energy?" Cheng Sanwu wanted to ask, but when he opened his mouth slightly, he felt as if a blade was stuffed into his throat, twisted wildly, and went straight into his abdomen.

Cheng Sanwu's body trembled, and he stood still unable to move. Anyone else would not be able to withstand this kind of severe pain in which the internal organs are being cut into pieces. The body will twitch instinctively, and no matter how strong the will is, it will be useless.

However, Cheng Sanwu still stood tall.

"But that's it..." Cheng Sanwu spoke directly, his voice hoarse: "Back then, I endured countless tortures in Taiyi Dragon Pond, and my muscles, bones, and organs were broken and torn countless times. Your tricks are far from being able to defeat me. yield!"

Lifting his feet and taking steps, every time Cheng Sanwu's joints and muscles moved, there was a sound like steel twisting.

This is different from the one-horned cangsi that suppresses Cheng Sanwu's body with the thick earth energy. The killing metal energy directly disturbs the vitality of the body. And because this kind of attack has no trace and no way to parry it, Cheng Sanwu can only constantly improve Yuan Gong and adjust the true energy to counter the killing gold energy.

Cheng Sanwu really didn't expect that he would have to face such obstacles without even seeing the iron-gnawing beast. The evil in this world should not be underestimated.

Thinking of this, Cheng Sanwu found it intolerable. How could he show weakness in front of these evil spirits?

The fighting spirit burned wildly, and the gluttonous evil power hidden in Gushen's mysterious orifice was continuously squeezed out. A bit of true fire started from the heart, and then spread all over the body, melting all the killing gold energy that harmed the muscles, bones, and internal organs.

With a cold snort, Cheng Sanwu stomped his feet on the ground. The real fire invisible to the naked eye instantly filled the cave, and the killing golden energy that enveloped the surroundings disappeared. The pavilions and houses suddenly ignited spontaneously, and the heat was condensed to the extreme, almost in the blink of an eye. , and the wood will be roasted into charcoal.

As if sensing Cheng Sanwu's strength, the Iron-gnawing Beast changed its attack again before he could get deep into the hole, and a steel needle as thick as an arm and nearly eight feet long shot out from the depths.

This attack was tangible and fast, tearing a trajectory directly between the invisible real fire.

Although Cheng Sanwu sensed it, he was unable to dodge, or was unwilling to dodge, so he directly raised his sword to block.

At the moment of contact, a terrifying force that could penetrate the rock formations and the earth's crust came forward, knocking the Hundred Refiners Divine Sword out of its arc and pressing up on Cheng Sanwu's chest. It also forced him to retreat continuously. Every time he took a step back, he was on the ground. Leave deep footprints.

The eight-foot steel needle kept spinning and stabbed wildly against the horizontal knife, bursting out large sparks, as if it was going to pierce through Cheng Sanwu with the Hundred Refined Divine Sword.

However, today's Hundred Refining Divine Sword is not an extraordinary thing. It has been nourished by Cheng Sanwu's true energy for a long time, and they are like one body with each other. Cheng Sanwu's energy is endless, so there is no way for this sword to break.

After a moment of confrontation, Cheng Sanwu immediately had a strategy to deal with it. Following the direction of the steel needle's rotation, Yanliu Kungjin also spun and twisted.

The moment they clicked together, Cheng Sanwu stretched out one arm and directly grabbed the eight-foot steel needle like a grapple. Then without thinking, he activated his divine power and threw a backhand towards the direction of the attack, meeting the second steel needle head-on. Collision!

There was only a deafening loud noise, and the two steel needles exploded into countless fragments, splattering in the cave, and smashing the solid rock wall full of holes. If there were any mortals here, even if they were wearing three layers of armor, they would be beaten to pieces by the jets of gold and iron.

However, while the gold and iron debris was flying, the third steel needle shot from the hole. This time, Sanwu stood still and stood in front of the sword. The needle is cut into two sides from the tip!

There were a few bangs, and smoke and dust flew behind him. Cheng Sanwu grinned and said, "The same trick won't work after three times!"

There was silence in the cave, and the attack temporarily stopped. The iron-gnawing beast seemed shocked by Cheng Sanwu's strength and thought about how to deal with the powerful enemy.

Cheng Sanwu was also quite amazed. The methods used by the iron-biting beast were not like ordinary monsters far away from the world at all. Instead, they were similar to Hu Meier and others he had met in Jiangnan. They knew how to use various methods and were quite organized. Instead of relying solely on the brute force of the original body.

But Cheng Sanwu also vaguely sensed that even though a monster like the Iron-gnawing Beast was so powerful that it could be called a natural disaster, it did not want to transform into a human being, let alone walk in the human world.

The Peach Blossom Essence in Wulingyuan and the One-horned Cangsi by the Yuanshui River, although they were defeated by Cheng Sanwu, they were definitely not weaklings. On the contrary, ordinary people are as weak as ants in front of them. Even those who are successful in cultivation do not dare to boast that they can conquer it.

But after all, they will not regard themselves as a part of the human world, or in other words, they regard the world as a jungle, competing and fighting as normal, and mortals are just food in their mouths.

There were some things that Cheng Sanwu had never witnessed with his own eyes, but mobilizing the evil power of Taotie made him feel something in a trance, and he could vaguely see the iron-gnawing beast's past.

The same dark cave, the same long period of abuse and torment, the hammer that relied on Tai Yi Ling, struck his spine one after another, each blow was accompanied by a sharp pain in the heart, and the suffering seemed to never end.

"It turns out that you are too..."

Cheng Sanwu stroked his forehead gently, his face serious. He knew very well that what he was doing at this moment was under the careful calculation of some people. But I didn't expect that they would do the dirty job of cooking and killing the lackeys on themselves. It was really despicable and disgusting.

Slowly entering the deep cave, it is a rugged mine with gravel on the ground. The exposed mineral veins emit a strange brilliance, extending everywhere like meridians, illuminating the room.

And at the intersection of various mineral veins, a monster that looks like a bear is lying on the ground. It has a bloated body, short limbs, and a huge head, almost similar to the torso. There is no fur on its body, but hard shells, like The earth is cracked by drought.

Sensing Cheng Sanwu's approach, the iron-biting beast raised its huge head with difficulty. There was no expression on its face, or it could not show any expression at all, and it just made a few sounds like a baby crying.

"You want me to save you?" Cheng Sanwu understood the cry of the iron-gnawing beast.

Seeing the other party nodding slightly, Cheng Sanwu asked expressionlessly: "Do you think that we have similar backgrounds, so we hope to join hands to take revenge on Fu Shifeng?"

A short call was the answer.

Cheng Sanwu was silent for a long time, and then showed contempt: "You actually asked for help and begged for mercy? It seems that you have also been infected by humanity."

The iron-gnawing beast let out a low grunt, and Cheng Sanwu continued: "Thanks to you for devouring hardware and cultivating the unparalleled killing gold energy, you are so hesitant and even thinking of colluding with others to take revenge on Fu Shifeng." .

"Because you have something to rely on in your heart, you become fearful and timid. A monster like you should not hide in caves in the mountains, but should let out your killing edge. Abandon all scheming, turn it into a natural disaster, and Kill everything in front of you!"

Hearing Cheng Sanwu's words, the iron-biting beast showed a look of disbelief in its eyes. With its stiff body, this was already a sign of extreme excitement.

"You're not greedy enough."

Cheng Sanwu stared at the iron-biting beast. It was clear that his body was much smaller than the other's, but his demeanor and tone seemed to be superior: "A timid and fearful monster like you is not qualified to stand side by side with me. You yourself have been destroyed." The front has been suppressed here for so many years, but it has not thought about how to break out. Instead, it has been content with food all day long, and considers itself a prisoner. It is really sad, deplorable, and absolutely hateful!"

The iron-gnawing beast's body was trembling slightly, and the brilliant brilliance flickered around it. The killing gold energy turned into various swords and glazed blades and shot everywhere, showing its anger.

"You know you're angry now?" Cheng Sanwu took it easy, and the real fire circulated around his body, blocking the incoming murderous golden energy. At the same time, the Hundred Refined Hengdao in his hand was covered with a layer of dense fire, illuminating the surrounding area.

"Come on, let me try. How much edge do you have left?"

(End of this chapter)