Fantasy: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

 After years of being pampered and pampered, Wu Liufang no longer has the vigilance and reflexes he had when he was young.

When she slowly came to her senses, she felt a sharp pain in her neck, her vision moved up quickly, and then the world started to spin.

Wu Liufang finally reacted.

"I am dead."

 “I was beheaded.”

The body on the horse was still sitting upright, and sticky blood spurted out from the neck.

 While her head was spinning and flying in the air, Wu Liufang's eyes fell on the figure who killed her for a moment.

It was a thin figure wearing blue attire, holding a long sword in his hand. After cutting off her head, he went in the other direction without looking back.

There was a small convoy of less than ten people.

Wu Liufang subconsciously thought of a name.

 “Wu Mingxuan!”

At this moment, she finally understood why Wan Haipeng had told her many times that day not to take revenge.

 Obviously, he was hinting to her not to try to find Wu Mingxuan.

Having worked with Wu Mingxuan for many years, he has long recognized the other person's nature. Even if he is his own sister, it is impossible for the other party to avenge them.

However, Wan Haipeng might not have thought that the other party would be so heartless and cruel.

As he was about to die, many images flashed through Wu Liufang's mind.

 There is a picture of Wu Mingxuan calling "sister" crisply when he was young, with a pure smile on his face.

 When he was young, Wu Mingxuan smiled happily when he was selected into the Tianjian Sect.

 When I was young, I had already begun to become distant and cold.

 Finally, it was fixed on yesterday, that aloof indifference.

 “Boom!”

Wu Liufang’s head fell to the ground, her eyes wide open, and she completely lost consciousness.

On the other side, Wu Mingxuan, who was wearing a fancy dress, killed his sister with a sword, and rushed to the innocent caravan on the other side with his body like lightning.

 While everyone was dodging in panic, he killed them one by one.

 Then he searched out all the money from everyone, pretended to be robbed, and floated away.

 …

　That night.

Wu Mingxuan came to Chuanjiang City.

 In the dead of night, he sneaked into Wanfu and started a crazy killing spree.

With his Xiantian realm strength, even if he were to charge head-on, it would be impossible for the people in Wanfu to react, let alone a covert assassination.

 Under his cold-blooded sword, one person after another lost their lives in their sleep.

 In a certain room.

Mi Wenjie, who had his eyes closed cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

 “What a strong smell of blood!”

Mi Wenjie looked solemn, picked up the long knife placed aside, and walked carefully out the door.

Although he said he was sitting here to temporarily protect Wanfu, he didn't really feel that he had any use for it.

 After all, in the past two days, when someone really came to cause trouble, he stepped forward and easily made the other party retreat.

Many people must know that there are Daluo Sect disciples in Wanfu, so logically speaking, no one will come to cause trouble.

But now, someone dares to disregard the face of the Daluo Sect, come directly to the door, and cause massacres in Wanfu?

 After a while, Mi Wenjie’s eyesight blurred.

 He saw a figure in blue suddenly appearing in front of him, and a bolt of silver light flashed away in the dark night.

Mi Wenjie felt a sharp pain in his neck, and a massive amount of blood spurted out.

 He subconsciously slashed forward with the knife.

 “Huh? Is there another master?”

The masked Wu Mingxuan was slightly surprised, but he only paused for a moment before going to the next room.

 Behind him, Mi Wenjie's figure collapsed.

 After a while, there was no one alive in the whole house.

Wu Mingxuan rummaged through Gang Leader Wan's bedroom and study, then set a fire and set the entire house on fire.

This night, half of Chuanjiang City was illuminated as if it were daytime.

 “Fire!”

Some people shouted in panic, and then some people rushed to put out the fire, and some people rushed to inform the city guards.

 …

Hongyan Mine, in a secluded small courtyard.

 Jiang Heng finally stopped practicing.

At this time, all the 500 Qi and Blood Pills he carried have been used up. After the potential points continue to grow and be consumed, there are still 1.21 million left.

 And his cultivation has reached the tenth level of the True Qi Realm!

 Such a speed of cultivation is so terrifying!

You must know that in less than half a month since he broke through to the first level of the True Qi Realm, Jiang Heng has already reached the tenth level, the peak of the True Qi Realm!

 Facing a breakthrough to the innate realm, there is only one step away.

Of course, since he has not practiced martial arts in the True Qi Realm, his improvement in strength is not an exaggeration. It has only almost doubled compared to before he broke through the True Qi Realm.

 Compared to the day when he killed the strong man in the Xiantian realm, his strength was only improved by less than half.

 It’s not that the strength gap between the True Qi Realm is not big, but because—

 On the one hand, Jiang Heng’s strength in the physical realm is already too exaggerated and has already exceeded the limit by an unknown amount.

On the other hand, cultivation comes down to cultivation, and combat power needs to be demonstrated through martial arts.

  It's like a fighter jet in the game.

 Character level and skill level are both important. If you only increase the character level but always attack with level A, you may not be able to defeat low-level players.

Normally.

 The difference in strength between the tenth level of the True Qi Realm and the tenth level of the Physical Realm under the same circumstances is at least ten times greater.

 And often with a strength gap of twice as much, one can easily equal ten, and can be absolutely crushed.

 Ten times the difference in strength, enough to easily defeat one against a thousand.

 But these common senses all failed when it came to Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng knew very well that all this was mainly due to the super defense power of [Golden Body Art].

With the ability to almost ignore the opponent's attacks, he can fight desperately and defeat the strong with the weak.

 In real battle.

 Attack, defense, movement, skills, etc., each one is extremely important.

 But if he had to choose only one absolute advantage, Jiang Heng would undoubtedly choose defense.

As long as his defense is strong enough, he will have countless opportunities to make mistakes, but once his opponent loses, he will be doomed!

 So, after the battle with the Xiantian Realm expert, Jiang Heng became more determined to work hard to improve his body.

Qi refining, including future **** refining, may be really strong and have various advantages, but in terms of life-saving, it is definitely not as good as physical cultivators!

The defensive ability of Qi refining itself is not very strong, and in addition, it requires the use of Zhenqi to actively protect, even if it can be done with just a thought, in Jiang Heng's view, this is still considered a weakness.

 “Cultivation techniques for the physical body…”

 Jiang Heng couldn't help but murmur to himself.

 Next, it will be increasingly difficult to improve the [Golden Body Technique], and one can only rely on the physical cultivation techniques to supplement it.

With his current level of cultivation, he already has the authority to watch more exercises. He only needs to wait for more than ten days to return to the sect before he can start new learning.

However, the most urgent task is to purchase training resources.

 At this time.

 “My lord! My lord, it’s not good!”

 A young man rushed into the courtyard in panic and stammered:

 “Mr. Meda, he is dead!”

Jiang Heng’s eyes narrowed.