The Tao is far away

“Hehehe, is this the demeanor of an immortal cultivator?”

"What a petty move."

"The legendary immortals should have an immortal demeanor and a Taoist character."

"Who knew they were all just seeking fame and reputation?"

Wang Chi's heart was filled with huge waves as he watched a figure slowly walking out of the smoke with an abnormally twisted gait.

Suddenly, the figure rapidly enlarged in Wang Chi's eyes and rushed in front of him like a cannonball.

Wang Chi retreated instinctively, but the opponent was so fast that he couldn't dodge in time and could only bear it.

The man swung his fist, revealing rotten flesh and white bones, and hit Wang Chi in the abdomen.

The force of this blow was as powerful as moving a mountain, and the power was so overwhelming that the air exploded.

Wang Chi felt dizzy, his mouth was filled with blood, and his internal organs were severely injured.

If he had not formed a micro-shield in his abdomen at the critical moment, he would have died by now.

Fortunately, the figure did not pursue us any further.

Only then did Wang Chi see the person clearly: his face was covered with bruises, burn marks all around his lips, and his teeth were exposed.

Not only that, his skin was not intact, his upper body was naked with his ribs exposed, and his heart was pounding.

The boss at this moment no longer had his previous elegance and refinement, he looked like a demon from hell resurrected.

Wang Chi, who caused all this, did not feel scared, but was shocked instead.

The vitality is so strong that it remains strong even after suffering severe damage!

“Hehehe, boy, you are indeed extraordinary. Since I, Ouyang Yu, became a grandmaster, you are the first person to injure me to this extent. You are also one of the few who can take my punch.” The rotten flesh on the boss’s face squirmed, and his voice was filled with excitement.

Wang Chi had no time to listen to the boss's arrogant muttering. He kept calling out to Situ in his heart, but there was no response. Wang Chi became furious and cursed inwardly.

He begged, pleaded, and called out again and again, but still there was silence.

Wang Chi angrily yelled, "You old fool, wait for someone to save you!"

"Who are you talking to?" The boss looked around cautiously.

"I'm talking to you shit!" Wang Chi yelled in his heart.

Wang Chi slapped the storage bag on his waist and quickly and skillfully took out an extremely sharp weapon with a flashing cold light.

Situ once told him that this was not an ordinary machete, but a top-grade magical weapon.

Wang Chi continuously injected the spiritual power accumulated in his body into the machete.

As spiritual power was infused into it, the machete began to emit a low and mysterious buzzing sound, and the vibrating air caused the surrounding leaves to sway gently.

Without any hesitation, Wang Chi gripped the knife handle tightly, took a deep breath, concentrated all his strength, then swung his arm violently, using all his strength to throw it at the boss's head.

The machete flew out of his hand, drawing a sharp trajectory in the air and flying towards the target in a spin.

The machete flying in the air was spinning faster and faster, making waves of breaking air sounds. The surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by it, forming tiny whirlwinds.

In the sunlight, the edge of the machete reflected a dazzling light, like a flash of lightning, striking the boss's vitals directly.

The boss's expression suddenly became solemn when facing this attack. He could feel the powerful force contained in the machete.

This power is actually far greater than the flying sword that Li Hao used to drive.

Under the sharp edge of the machete, the boss's face did not show a trace of panic, but instead looked extremely serious.

The machete cut through the air and chopped towards the boss's body with a fierce gust of wind.

Faced with this powerful attack, the boss gently turned sideways in a strange and elegant posture, deftly avoiding the fatal blow.

However, even with the boss's agility, he was unable to completely avoid the fierce impact of the top-grade magic weapon.

The flying knife grazed his body. The extremely sharp blade did not directly hit his vitals, but the strong wind brought by the sword was as sharp as a blade.

The violent wind left a deep mark on his chest, completely cutting off the rotten flesh there. In the bloody mess, the chilling hole under the sternum was revealed.

The boss looked down and saw an extremely terrifying scene on his chest.

But the smile on his face remained unchanged.

The boss took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the pain caused by the wound in his body.

Inside the boss's body, streams of hot blood seemed to be ignited and surging endlessly.

At the same time, his true energy roared out from deep within his body like an awakened beast, penetrating his skin and radiating outward, forming an almost visible aura surrounding him.

At this moment, the fighting spirit that had been dormant in the boss's heart for many years awakened.

It is the desire to be strong, the respect for the opponent, and the absolute confidence in one's own strength.

The boss glanced around and his eyes fell on a sword beside him.

The boss walked towards the sword with steady steps.

The moment he reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword, the sword immediately made a crisp sound.

At the same time, the murderous intent in the boss's eyes became stronger and stronger.

Wang Chi felt the fierce aura emanating from the boss. He realized that he had no way to retreat, so he could only grit his teeth and continue to control the machete.

However, the eldest boss just sighed softly at Wang Chi's actions, with a hint of disappointment in his voice: "Alas, do you think I will do what you want?"

The eldest boss said calmly: "Today, I will kill the immortal."