Chapter 33 Three Punches

The sky gradually darkened, and Chu Tian ushered in the last night in the void of sunshine.

He has realized the seven-style Rizhao magic boxing. If he is lucky, he may have more harvest tonight.

After three days and two nights of practice, he was completely intoxicated with the broad and profound wonder of Rizhao God Fist. If he first entered the virtual world just to pass the examination of his disciples, Chu Tian wanted to understand the true meaning of Rizhao Shenquan in a limited time.

He is like a hungry sponge, efficiently and tirelessly absorbing all the nutrients that sunshine can give him.

From time to time, there will be all kinds of changes in heaven and earth in the virtual world, some of which are even more terrible and dangerous than the black tide, but Chu Tian is happy. In the grinding of successive changes, his cultivation continues to grow, and his understanding of the way of heaven is deepening day by day.

Along the way, the mountain is getting higher and higher, and the surrounding scenery slowly changes. After the 4,500-meter snow line, the mountain scenery became more and more vast, and the white snow made the world more lonely and empty. Pieces of cedar forests stood quietly in the dusk mist, and the dark green leaves were shining with crystal cold dew.

Suddenly, Chu Tian saw a small black spot on the snow in the distance. When he got a little closer, he found that it was a person.

The man lay motionless in the snow, and his muscles all over his body changed strangely, like a layer of cyan ice armor, which could barely be recognized by his face and figure. Unexpectedly, he was unruly.

Chu Tian frowned. He didn't know what happened to him, so that he became like this.

He approached E unruly and reached out to touch the latter's chest, trying to understand what the layer of cyan ice armor covering his body was.

Unexpectedly, his hand had just touched the cyan ice armor in front of E's unruly chest, and his fingertips suddenly felt itchy, just like being bitten by a poisonous snake. A wisp of cold cold current penetrated into his body, making the blood almost freeze in an instant, and a "silk" cyan cold fog appeared in his right hand, and a layer of phosphorescence appeared.

It's so cold and poisonous!

Chu Tianjian raised his eyebrows and hurriedly urged the ancient unremovable seal to absorb and resolve this horrible unknown cold poison. A mass of warmth surged up in his chest, as if the hot summer sun melted the chill in his body, and the cyan phosphor on his right hand quickly faded.

Seeing that the poison was completely sucked clean by the ancient unremovable seal, Chu Tian was slightly relieved and realized that there was still an extremely weak beat in his unruly heart. He was relying on his own magic skills to protect his heart to maintain the last ray of vitality.

Do you want to save this person? Chu Tian was a little hesitant.

It seemed that he felt someone around him in a coma, and there was a slight hoarse cry in his unruly throat: "Save me--"

Chu Tian secretly transported the magic spirit of Fandu, stretched out his hand and pressed the middle acupuncture point of E's unruly chest, and urged the ancient unbroken seal to absorb the cold and poisonous silk peeling cocoon in his body.

Slowly, a blue fog rose from the unruly body, and the green ice on the muscles gradually melted and disappeared.

He groaned in pain and comfort, slowly opened his eyes and said in surprise, "Is that you?"

Chu Tian stored all the cold poison income in the ancient printing, took back his left palm and asked, "What happened just now?"

After being reminded by Chu Tianyi, E Wu unruly sat up from the ground, and the remaining chill on his body was evaporated by his magic skills. He hurriedly said, "Go and save that little girl!"

"Wen Jing?" Chu Tian blurted out that the "little girl" could only be her in the Rizhao virtual world.

"Yes!" E Wujing got up and pointed to the top of the mountain and said, "Brother Shubao chased her there!"

Chu Tianyi was stunned and said, "Why is Brother Shubao chasing her?"

E unruly said angrily, "Don't be talky. Go and save people, brother Shubao, that son of a bitch!" He staggered towards the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, he felt that his body flew up in the air. Chu Tian picked up E unruly with his hand and rushed to the gloomy cedar forest on the top of the mountain.

Wen Jing is running desperately, and ten meters behind her is Brother Shubao.

Brother Shubao is like a spirit cat shuttling between the snowy forests. If he chases the prey in front of him, he is not in a hurry to catch her immediately.

Wen Jing's clothes have been torn, and now the only thing she can hide is her close-fitting clothes.

Her heart is both shy and afraid, and she doesn't know whether she is dead or alive at this moment in order to save herself.

If it weren't for the fierce-faced and grumpy young man in green, she would have suffered under the claws of Brother Shubao at this moment.

There were tears in her eyes, trying not to let her cry, but she regretted not listening to Chu Tian's advice.

Most of her skin**, and her petite and exquisite jade body makes Brother Shubao more excited.

He is the son of the Geshu family. Since the age of 14, he has secretly practiced the evil skill of "meal Xia Yinlu" which is listed as a taboo even in the Northern Underworld.

But even such an elegant and dusty name can't hide the yin and viciousness of its skills. In essence, this is an evil art of nourishing one's own essence by hunting the girl's true yin.

From the first sight of Wenjing, Ge Shubao concluded that she was an inhumane virgin. For those who practice the evil skill of "meal sunset drinking dew", a virgin with magic skills is simply a dream treasure.

So from then on, he had the idea of plundering Wenjing Zhenyin.

If it hadn't been for the unruly halfway out just now, he would have returned with a full load. Fortunately, it was just a delay for a while, and the seductive yellow-haired little girl with a good face and body could not escape from the palm of her hand.

In fact, he only needs a little effort to catch up with Wen Jing and push her to the ground. But Brother Shubao prefers to see her running away in panic, which brings him unparalleled psychological stimulation.

Wen Jing didn't know how far she had run. Her delicate body was getting heavier and heavier, and her speed was getting slower and slower.

She wanted to give up several times, but she could only grit her teeth and persist at the thought of the terrible consequences.

But finally, when she couldn't hold on, her body suddenly sank and fell into the snow exhausted.

She breathlessly propped up her body and tried to fly, but her hands softened and fell into the snow.

She turned around in horror and saw Brother Shubao falling down and approaching step by step.

"Don't come here!" Wen Jing shouted and crawled forward on the ground.

Suddenly, she stopped, and Brother Shubao's legs blocked in front of her. He slowly squatted down, with an evil smile at the corners of his mouth, and reached out to touch Wenjing's face.

"No!" Wen Jing screamed and reached out to push the block.

Brother Shubao easily grabbed her softness, and then twisted her back slightly, forcing Wen Jing's delicate body to lift up. He put his head closer and pointed it at her pretty face and blew gently, "How do you want to play?"

"Please let me go!" Wen Jing sobbed in fear, and his weak and delicate body trembled.

"Did you say I would let you go?" Brother Shubao smiled and tore the quiet clothes with his hand.

Wen Jing exclaimed instinctively reaching out his hand to cover his chest, and opened his mouth to bite off Brother Shubao's fingers.

Brother Shubao flipped his wrist and pinched Wenjing's jaw. Wen Jing couldn't help opening her mouth when she ate the cherries and looked at Brother Shubao's lips in despair.

Wen Jing involuntarily closed his eyes, tears rolled down, and completely gave up resisting the destruction of waiting for the storm.

However, after a while, the nightmare did not happen, and Brother Shubao suddenly let go of his hand.

Wen Jing opened his eyes in surprise and saw a "bang" punch, and Ge Shubao's body flew out.

A figure flashed over her head and chased her brother Shu Bao, and started a fierce battle in the forest.

"Chu Tian?" Wen Jing was surprised and collapsed in the snow, crying more fiercely like a little girl who had been wronged.

"Wen...girl!" E Wujing strode over and hesitated to take off his coat and cover Wen Jing**'s back.

Wen Jing subconsciously wrapped her unruly coat and said sadly, "Brother E, are you all right?"

E unruly grinned and said, "Xiao Chu saved me, and I brought him to save you."

Wen Jing turned her head and looked at it. She saw that the little Chu in E's unruly mouth swallowed thousands of miles of divine power and suppressed his brother Shu Bao out of breath.

Brother Shubao secretly used "green yin cold poison" several times in an attempt to repeat the old trick to put Chu Tian down.

However, as soon as the green yin cold poison, which caused E unruly death, entered Chu Tian's body, it disappeared like a mud cow into the sea without a trace. Brother Shubao couldn't help but be shocked, and his moves became more and more scattered.

Chu Tian Buang didn't need to step on the sword and abandon the sword. He took Brother Shubao as the target for the trial of Rizhao God's Fist. He opened his fist vertically and horizontally with a magnificent momentum, which made Brother Shubao's heart trem afraid to take care of the other.

"Wo--" Chu Tian showed the third type of Rizhao God Fist, "There are no two days in the sky", and his fists flashed and wandered uncertainly.

Brother Shubao hurriedly carried his palm to fight. Unexpectedly, Chu Tian's fists suddenly merged into one, like the rising sun holding the palm, and the iron fist ** heavily bombarded him on the chest.

Brother Shubao vomited blood and fell, and Chu Tian strode forward and pulled out the Cangyun Yuanchen sword.

"Wait a minute!" Brother Shubao fell to the ground and spilled blood one by one. "Do you know who my father is?"

"Who the damn father is!" The scolding was E unruly. He picked up Wen Jing, as if he was holding a vase in his hand for fear of breaking it, but the expression on his face was fierce and ferocious: "Do you know who the old man's father is? Xiao Chu, let me do it! The people of the Geshu family want to find faults, and my father is holding it!"

Chu Tian smiled carelessly and handed out the Cangyun Yuanchen Sword forward.

Brother Shubao shouted and jumped up, pulled out his sword from behind and wanted to fight the trapped beast.

"Puff!" Before he put on his posture, Cangyun Yuanchen flew out of his hand and penetrated his throat.

Ge Shubao fell down like a dead fish, and a trace of blood came out of the wound and was sucked into the Yuanchen pearl.

"Good!" E unruly cheered loudly and let out a sigh of anger in his chest: "This kind of person should have died long ago!"

Chu Tian pulled out the Cangyun Yuanchen sword from the body of Brother Shubao, sensed that the void in Yuanchen's jewels was further repaired, and the aura became stronger and stronger.

As a result, the power of each sword issued by itself will also rise.

He turned his head and saw that Wen Jing was like a small flower shrinking in the cold wind. His delicate body was wrapped in his unruly coat, and he looked at the body of Brother Shubao.