The Forest of Hundred Animals is very large, lying between the mountains and stretching to the depths of the mountains.
It takes at least three days to pass through the Forest of Hundred Beasts.
Starting in the morning, it is already noon.
Li Fuchen did not hurry on the way, but took a short rest and ate some dry food.
No one can afford to go on the road without sleep for three days. Instead of this, it is natural to rest when it is time to rest, and try to keep oneself in the best condition.
After resting for a short half hour, Li Fuchen continued on his way.
If there is a peerless strong man floating in the sky above the forest of beasts, and scanning with the strong consciousness, it can be found that the more than 10,000 foreign disciples are probably divided into a dozen groups.
The first group was Yu Wentian and others, and they threw the second group far away.
Li Fuchen was in the tenth batch due to a short half-hour break.
As for the tenth batch, there are some shrimp soldiers and generals who have come to make up the number, and they also realize that their strength is low and they have not tried their best to hurry.
Half an hour later, Li Fuchen surpassed the ninth batch of people.
In another half an hour, Li Fuchen surpassed the eighth group.
When he was about to catch up with the seventh batch of people, the Baiduhao people surrounded Li Fuchen.
The few people headed by them were the seven masters under Fang Liehai.
Nie Ming slowly said: "Li Fuchen, I know that you are very strong. None of us is your enemy of one move, but with the power of a hundred of us, you can't get through even if you are a god."
Li Fuchen stood on a branch a few meters high, looking down at a few people, "It seems that you all gave up the race."
"Yes, only 20 people can pass through the level, anyway, we have no hope." Cui Tie said lightly.
Li Fuchen said: "I don't understand what benefits Fang Liehai has given you to make you work so hard."
If Li Fuchen had no strength, it would be fine to offend him, but Li Fuchen had already shown terrifying strength, and these people dared to do so, there must be some reason.
Mei Ruolong said: "You don't need to know this."
In fact, they follow Fang Liehai for the future.
As one of Tianjiao, Fang Liehai's future achievements can definitely reach the Heavenly Gang Realm. Following a Heavenly Gang Realm will be of great benefit to his family or to himself.
As for Li Fuchen, in their opinion, offending is also offending.
Li Fuchen is just an ordinary bone, and his achievements can reach the Divine Realm at most, and he can't compare with Tianjiao.
"Li Fuchen, I advise you to stay here and don't force us to do it."
"That's right, with the strength of more than 100 of us, even if you are beaten with iron, you will suffer serious injuries on the spot."
"You are a wise man and know how to choose."
Fang Liehai's many subordinates shouted.
Li Fuchen smiled, "No matter how many wolves there are, how can you compare with Shenlong, you are not qualified."
After speaking, Li Fuchen jumped down from the tree, his figure flashed, and rushed forward.
"Stop him and hit him one by one. Anyway, he has a strong body defense, so I don't have to worry about killing him."
Cui Tie shouted sharply.
Whoosh whoosh...
More than a hundred disciples from the outer sect of the eight or nine layers of Qi-training stage intercepted one person, and the momentum was very large, like a tide.
"Mantis blocks the car."
Li Fuchen smiled contemptuously, arms spread out, like an eagle spreading its wings, swooping toward the oncoming crowd.
Boom boom boom boom boom...
A frightening scene happened. The crowd could not stop Li Fuchen's castration at all. They were smashed away and flying, blood was vomited everywhere, bones were broken and tendons were broken.
"Since you have decided to offend me, be prepared to offend me."
Li Fuchen's speed is too fast, wherever there are many people, he rushes wherever he goes.
Wherever he went, people turned their backs on their horses, blood intertwined.
"Li Fuchen, Hugh is presumptuous."
Seven masters headed by Cui Tie joined forces to attack Li Fuchen.
"roll!"
As his body swirled, Li Fuchen showed off the wind and surging clouds in the whirlwind leg technique, and the dense shadows of his legs shot in all directions.
Puff puff puff...
The seven masters vomited blood and retreated, their expressions shocked.
too strong.
Li Fuchen's strength can no longer be described in the Qi training realm, I am afraid that the low-level return to Yuan realm warriors are not so perverted.
It's not that the low-level return to Yuan realm martial artist is not strong enough.
Mainly, the physical defenses of low-level return to Yuan realm warriors are far inferior to Li Fuchen.
At that moment, Li Fuchen kicked out more than a dozen legs, but also suffered more than a dozen swords.
However, Li Fuchen was unscathed, but they vomited blood and retreated.
"His defense is stronger, almost twice as strong."
Cui Tie took a breath.
"I don't believe it, how many attacks he can resist."
It was Mei Ruolong who was talking, and at this moment he was frightened and angry.
No matter what the physical exercises, it will boil with blood after numerous attacks.
It's like a rock. It may not be broken with a hammer, but if you smash it too much, the hard rock will shatter.
"If you can stand, give me all of them."
Mei Ruolong roared.
With the sound of strong wind hunting and hunting, the dense silhouettes rushed towards Li Fuchen one after another.
Li Fuchen's expression was cold, "Since you don't know what is good or bad, don't blame me."
An overbearing and hot momentum radiated from Li Fuchen's body. Li Fuchen's figure flashed, his legs pouring like a torrential rain, and his legs violent like a gale.
All of them shattered their bones and died on the spot.
Before Li Fuchen still controlled his strength, although he still did not try his best, he raised his strength to the point where it could cause serious injuries in an instant.
It's normal to accidentally kill someone.
But this cannot be blamed on him, he would be annoyed if he was surrounded by more than a hundred people if he was replaced by anyone.
He believed that even if he killed someone, the sect would not blame him.
In the melee, who can keep their hands.
boom!
With a kick on Mei Ruolong's shoulder, Mei Ruolong's shoulders collapsed immediately, and his figure flickered. Li Fuchen kicked Nie Ming's waist again, knocking the opponent to the ground, bleeding from Qiqiao.
"Enough, stop it."
The deacons of the Waizong who were hiding in the dark couldn't stand it anymore, and they rushed out one after another.
They worry that if this continues, Li Fuchen will kill several people.
Cui Tie's eyes became red when he saw that his own person had been beaten so badly, and he furiously killed Li Fuchen.
"court death."
A cold light flashed in the eyes of a foreign deacon, and Cui Tie's vomiting blood flew upside down with a palm, and finally his body slid down against a big tree.
"You go! Leave it to us here."
The headed Deacon of the Waizong said to Li Fuchen.
Taking a deep breath, Li Fuchen tried his best to restrain the more and more murderous intent, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."
After speaking, he turned and left quickly.
"What a evil star."
A phantom flashed in the field, and a foreign elder appeared.
"Elder."
The deacons bowed their heads and saluted.
The elder Waizong waved his hand and said, "This son is superb and cruel. Fortunately, this is the sect. If they are outside, no more than half of these people are still alive."
"With one enemy and one hundred, I am afraid that few people in the outer sect can do it."
The deacon headed by the Waizong sighed.