Becoming a saint begins with the infinite accumulation of destiny.

Taking advantage of the man's injury, Chen Shisheng circulated his qi and blood, unleashing a powerful bull punch aimed directly at the man's vital chest.

boom!boom!boom! !

The two exchanged dozens of blows, causing dust to billow and creating a series of sounds of surging energy.

The rugged man had a foot injury that slightly limited his movement, causing him to be a beat slower when moving.

This resulted in him being frequently hit by Chen Shisheng, sustaining injuries repeatedly, and nearly causing his blood and qi to become unstable.

They realized that things couldn't continue like this.

The burly man gritted his teeth and threw a punch.

This punch concentrated ninety percent of his vital energy, and when it was thrown, it emitted a whistling sound that cut through the air, causing the surrounding air to explode slightly.

Chen Shisheng's eyes sharpened, and he raised his hands in a blocking stance in front of his chest.

boom! !

The two were forced back by the recoil from their respective bodies.

The burly man took the opportunity to create distance between himself and Chen Shisheng, and then quickly retreated.

"This idea is too difficult, let's retreat!"

The burly man shouted sharply and turned to run away.

But Chen Shisheng would not let him have his way. He immediately chased after him and launched a fierce attack on the man's injured right leg.

Swish!

Suddenly.

"We've been tricked!"

The burly man smirked coldly.

He turned around and threw a handful of white ash at Chen Shisheng's eyes.

His eyes were fierce. As soon as the lime was sprinkled, a fist punched straight at Chen Shisheng's face through the lime.

As his blood and qi surged, the limestone seemed to be blown away by an invisible force, carrying a fierce killing intent, and rushed towards Chen Shisheng.

"More lime?!"

Chen Shisheng's heart tightened, and he cursed under his breath.

Fortunately, he was prepared. He took a light step and quickly retreated several steps to avoid the limestone in front of him.

Seeing his counterattack fail, the burly man roared in anger:

"Come at me head-on if you dare!"

Chen Shisheng ignored the man's provocation and used his Bull Fist to target the injured area on the man's right leg.

The Bull Fist style emphasizes powerful and heavy strikes, rather than fast speed.

Adding to the fact that the burly man had a leg injury, he could only fight him head-on, which depleted his energy and blood.

Before long, the burly man felt something was wrong. His body was in turmoil from the beating, and his internal organs were damaged.

He wanted to call for help, but one of the bandits had been killed, and the other three were being held up by Xu Song and the female warrior, so they were too busy to help themselves.

Xu Song and the female warrior could easily discern the battlefield situation and knew that the burly man and Chen Shisheng were the key to determining the outcome of this battle.

Therefore, the two of them risked their lives to stop the three of them from supporting each other.

Moreover, one of them was also accidentally forced into the grass and stepped on a nail, injuring his foot.

The situation on their side is even more difficult to handle.

For a time, Xu Song and the female martial artist began to subtly gain the upper hand and attempted a counterattack.

They may not be able to kill one person, but they can easily hold off a few.

After being pulled and tugged repeatedly, the burly man lost all hope, and his injuries continued to worsen.

Chen Shisheng made his right leg his primary target, hitting it repeatedly.

boom! !

Seizing the opportunity, the burly man threw a powerful punch, attempting to force Chen Shisheng back.

However, Chen Shisheng blocked it with a raised fist, and the two separated.

But the burly man was clearly overexcited, panting heavily, his body radiating heat, and his clothes were soaked with sweat that clung tightly to his skin.

His heart was pounding, he was panting heavily, his blood was surging wildly, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

He hunts geese all day long, but today a goose pecked his eye.

"Kid, that's enough! Otherwise... I'll call my men!!"

Suddenly, the burly man stopped.

He quickly pulled out a wooden handle from behind him, with a hemp rope hanging from it.

His eyes hardened, and he grabbed the bottom of the rope, threateningly.

"These are rescue fireworks. Once I set them off, those within a hundred miles who fear even ghosts will come to our aid. If you don't want to suffer heavy losses, you should retreat now. I can pretend nothing happened, and we can go our separate ways, how about that?"

The burly man's eyes held a cold glint.

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Shisheng lunged at him and delivered a punch to his head.

He raised his hand to try to block, but his body's energy and blood were already nearing their limit, making it difficult to exert his full strength.

With a cracking sound, his arm broke as if struck by a hammer, the bone snapping in two.

Chen Shisheng's eyes sharpened, and he threw several more punches, all aimed at the man's neck and other vital areas.

The burly man screamed in agony, clutching his arm, trying to beg for mercy.

"live....!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Shisheng delivered a powerful punch, snapping the man's neck.

The burly man's body went limp, his neck snapping at a ninety-degree angle as if broken.

He then collapsed heavily to the ground and stopped breathing.

Swish!

Get rid of this person.

Without hesitation, Chen Shisheng quickly joined another battlefield.

boom!

boom!

Two more punches.

With his current bone-forging strength, both his speed and reaction time far surpass those of a blood-transformation martial artist.

The bandits didn't even have time to react. They only felt a blur before their eyes, then a powerful force exploded, and everything went black as they fell to the ground.

Click!

Two more crisp sounds rang out.

Several people had their necks broken and stopped breathing completely.

The battle was finally over.

Xu Song and the female martial artist, panting heavily, had a mixture of fear and relief in their eyes.

This was their first real life-or-death battle. Although they had practiced and sparred before, it was a completely different situation.

The female warrior raised her head, smoothed her wet hair from her forehead, and looked at Chen Shisheng not far away, her eyes filled with relief and excitement at having survived.

It's hard to imagine that if it weren't for Chen Shisheng, and with this band of bandits lying in ambush, it would have been someone else.

They're likely doomed from this operation.

"Brother Chen... what do we do now?"

Xu Song's voice was hesitant and somewhat uneasy.

"Pack up and retreat immediately!"

Chen Shisheng made a decisive decision.

The commotion was quite significant. In the dark forest, he had already spotted several faint green lights and was observing them from a distance.

Deeper inside, the faint howls and neighs of some beasts could be heard.

He hadn't forgotten that this mountain was not only inhabited by bandits, but also by all sorts of monsters and evil spirits, eyeing him covetously.

Chen Shisheng ordered the two men to immediately remove the warrants and each cut off one of the bandits' ears.

This is proof of their merit in killing the enemy.

By observing the residual blood and qi inside the ear, Wen Jia could easily determine a person's strength.

As long as the time interval is not too long, it can usually be proven within half a month.

After quickly looting the body, they found several money pouches and a few wooden pieces resembling identity tokens. Chen Shisheng put them in a cloth bag he had prepared beforehand and tied it around his waist.

Then he called to the two people and they immediately left.

As for the wooden-handled firework that the burly man was holding, it was clearly a fake. If it were real, he would have used it when he was injured, and wouldn't have saved it for last.

However, the commotion here is bound to attract some attention.

It's best to leave as soon as possible.

They had only walked a few steps when the three of them, who were about to return the way they came, bumped into a person who was stumbling and running wildly towards them, his clothes tattered.

"It's you guys!"

That person was none other than Murong He, whom they had parted ways with earlier.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, his body was covered in wounds, and he was in a terrible state. One of his arms had been bitten off by something, leaving only a small stump that was constantly dripping blood.

"Help me!"

Murong He roared and charged towards them.

Behind him followed a giant four-legged lizard, its long, triangular tongue flicking as it crawled rapidly across the ground.

The lizard's skin was sticky and had a thick, foul stench. Its limbs were thick and it was incredibly fast, moving with a gust of wind.

It looked as if it had just crawled out of some stinking ditch; wherever it went, the grass quickly withered and died.

In the blink of an eye, the lizard was about to catch up with Murong He.

"retreat!"

Chen Shisheng's eyes flickered, and he suddenly shouted.

Having experienced this battle, Xu Song and his companion had long been convinced of his abilities, and the poisonous lizard seemed to be quite powerful.

How could they possibly intervene to save someone at that moment?

The three of them retreated swiftly, dodging as if they had encountered some kind of plague.

"How could you... just stand by and watch someone die?!"

Murong He was furious, gritting his teeth.

If Chen Shisheng were willing to intervene and fight to the death to stop him, he would definitely be able to escape.

"I'm going to sue...!!!"

He wanted to say something more, but the poisonous lizard behind him didn't give him a chance to speak.

With a wide-open mouth and a flick of its tongue, it suddenly lunged at Murong He, biting him tightly and shaking its head wildly.

Murong He struggled desperately, but to no avail.

He looked into the distance one last time, his eyes filled with venom as he stared at several figures. Then his face turned ashen, and he struggled to breathe—signs of poisoning.

Soon, his head tilted to the side, and his body stopped moving. The venomous lizard carried him in its mouth and quickly retreated to enjoy its meal.

"Brother Chen, what should we do? How about... we take a detour?"

Xu Song felt his heart pounding wildly as he watched Murong He die before his eyes, his heart filled with unease.

This monster was clearly from that pool of water earlier.

"Senior brother, that poisonous lizard looks dangerous. Let's leave quickly."

The female warrior also came closer and whispered.

"You can go back now. Just follow the same route you came from."

Chen Shisheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression shifting as he gazed in the direction the poisonous lizard had gone.

He had just seen a white phantom on the head of the poisonous lizard.

【Shadow Poison Hand (Blue): Concealing tracks and leaving no trace, a deadly poison strike. Shadow Poison Sting】