This is a second-level power-type monster. Chen Yang decided to go down and practice his hands. He lifted the immortal energy and kicked the monster's head.

"Oh, don't!..." What this kind of monster cares about the most is the red hair on the top of its head. Before the old man finished speaking, Chen Yang's foot had already kicked the monster's head with a "bang".

I felt like I was kicking the iron, and I was so shocked that I could make a wooden foot. I followed the force of my feet to bounce back and opened the distance between me and the big-headed monster.

In addition to using immortal energy to stabilize his body when flying, Chen Yang attacked completely in a melee way. Chen Yang wanted to try out the combat power of the second-level monster here.

"The head is quite hard." Although this kick did not use the immortal energy, Chen Yang himself has also practiced body refining techniques, so his strength is naturally quite strong.

The red hair above the monster's head was kicked by Chen Yang, "Aww~" An angry roar came out of his mouth, and he pulled back and rushed towards Chen Yang.

Seeing the monster was not hurt at all, "No, you, a person with the cultivation level of a Golden Immortal can't even beat a second-level beast!" His tone was full of contempt.

I thought it would pounce on it like a black blind man using its forelimbs as a weapon, but I didn't expect that this guy would give up the advantage of the forelimbs and push it towards him with his big head.

Chen Yang retreated with his right foot, used all his strength, and slapped a palm towards the attacking head.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, Chen Yang's palm greeted the head of the monster.

The forward force was stopped by Chen Yang, and the force of the monster's hind legs kicked the ground was too late to release. Due to inertia, half of the body behind flew up and almost turned around.

"Woo~Woo~" The monster staggered a few steps because of the wound on its head and fainted on the ground.

"Just finish the game so unexcitingly? I've been waiting for a long time, so you'll show me this?" The old man's attitude of watching the fun was ready, but he didn't expect that he would end in a sudden move.

"You all say it is just a second-level beast. I am a Golden Immortal. Do you still expect a lively process to defeat it?" Chen Yang estimated that the old man had only a few years of IQ.

"Aren't you use the immortal energy? I thought you could fight for a long time. Are you a body refining cultivator?" The old man quipped from the tree slightly

He came down, looked around Chen Yang and said in confusion.

"I just pay more attention to physical exercise." I have never practiced the physical exercises here.

The big-headed monster does not pose a threat to Chen Yang. The second-level monster does not have a beast core, so it is not easy for all things to survive. Chen Yang just took out a knife and cut off all the red hairs on the head of the monster and put them in the storage bag.

"The scales on this guy's head can be exchanged for money. Those hairs were cut only. If you don't want them, you can get cheap. It's good for me to exchange for some wine."

The old man rubbed his hands and choked his saliva, as if there was not a monster in front of him, but rows of wine pots filled with good wine.

"If you want to do it yourself." Chen Yang didn't want to instruct free labor.

"Don't I have tools?" the old man said terrified.

I glanced at the top of the monster's head, and didn't know how they would react when this guy woke up and knew that the hair he cared about was gone.

"You don't have these two wines?" The old man looked so careless, "I'll leave first, you can do it slowly by yourself." After that, he waved his hand and left.

"You kid, you don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young at all. Wait for me..." The old man looked afraid of being thrown away by Chen Yang.

Tiger Roar Sect.

The preliminary competition for the biennial sect disciples is in full swing, and the disciples of each peak have no usual harmony due to the competition, and they are full of gunpowder.

In the path of cultivating immortality, only strength can prove yourself. Ordinary disciples hope to have a good result in the competition, and hope that the sect leader and elders can pay attention to them.

Maybe it was because of my performance this time that the elder attracted the attention of some elder, and that he could change his life.

Since Chen Yang entered the sect, everyone has been looking forward to seeing his performance in the sect competition.

Everyone knows the standards for recruiting disciples of the Tiger Xiao Sect. It is not for everyone to be curious about him that he can be selected by the seventh elder Shi Fengchun and to let Shi Fengchun come forward in person to send the brought back Li Dongzi to the sixth elder He as a registered disciple.

The personal disciples who came in a few years have already had a certain strength and did not have to participate in the preliminary round of the competition. The few people who came in with Chen Yang were not very strong.

, and was not required to participate.

In this way, ordinary disciples were in full swing on the main peak. Except for the little girl Qin Miao who occasionally brought Qi Tian to watch the fun, the others were not much different from their usual routines.

"Senior Brother Third, where did you think you are going?" Although Qin Miao was at the lively competition scene, he had no intention of watching the competition.

"I heard from the master that you are just going out for training, so don't worry about it." Qi Tian stretched out his hand to touch Qin Miao's head to show comfort. Thinking that Qin Miao had grown up and was not so intimate, he raised his hand and flicked the dust that did not exist on his clothes.

"Hey, my junior brother is so stupid, can you take good care of yourself?" This seemed to have become a knot in Qin Miao's heart.

"Let's go, senior brother will take you to play with Senior Sister Chunxiang." Seeing that Qin Miao had no intention of watching the game, Qi Tian planned to take Qin Miao to visit the Four Peaks.

Elder Sifeng is good at charming. All the apprentices under her are women, and Qin Miao has grown up slowly.

Qifeng is all men. Qi Tian plans to go to Sifeng to ask Senior Sister Luo Chunxiang, who has a good relationship, to tell Qin Miao about women when it is appropriate.

There were not many ordinary disciples from Sifeng, and the only few went to the competition site. When the two arrived at Sifeng, they saw that there was no one who had a lot of news outside, so Qin Miao pulled Qi Tian into the scene.

I was thinking that it was not convenient for me to go in, so I wanted to shout out first outside, but also thinking that in broad daylight, there was Miss Qin Miao here, so I followed him.

There were not many people in Sifeng and there were few yards. Soon, Qin Miao pulled Qi Tian to the backyard.

Today, the four personal disciples from Sifeng did not go to watch the fun, but savored tea in the yard, exchanged their cultivation experience from time to time, and gave guidance to Ran Yunhua.

Several senior sisters took turns talking about their experience in cultivation.

The eldest disciple Qin Chuqian took a sip of tea, gently put down the cup and said to Ran Yunhua: "Little Junior Sister, people have many misunderstandings about us who practice charm. You must stick to your own heart and not become a scum like Hehuan Sect..."

Qin Miao pulled Qi Tian to the rockery at the entrance of the courtyard and heard Qin Chuqing's voice. He was about to shout "I'm here" or something, but he glanced at a corner of his clothes behind the rockery.
Chapter completed!