Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

"Die!" Xiong Tu's eyes were cold and menacing, like a bear ready to devour its prey.

He wielded his spiked club with ferocious force, aiming straight for Zhou Chen's vital points.

Zhou Chen snorted coldly and moved his feet to avoid the sweeping blow of the spiked club.

The Moonlight Staff, like a gazelle's horn, pierced through the gap in the trajectory of the wolf's tooth club, striking Xiong Tu's throat.

The sound of bones cracking rang out.

Xiong Tu felt a sharp pain in his neck, his vision went black, and his legs went weak. He was killed before he could even leave a last word.

His tall body crashed down like a mountain of gold or a jade pillar collapsing, making a dull thud.

Zhou Chen paused, while the three Bone Forging Realm bandits who had been drinking with him had already scrambled out of the hall.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The bowstring trembled, and two goose-feather arrows shot out in quick succession.

The three thieves, who had not yet run out of the hall, were lying on the ground with their hearts pierced through.

Within moments, the once bustling Black Wind Stronghold's main hall was now stained with blood.

Several farm women who had been brought in to entertain the guests humiliated by the bloody scene. They cowered in fear, kowtowing repeatedly, afraid that Zhou Chen would kill them.

Zhou Chen looked at the group and smiled, saying, "You stay here until all the bandits are executed before you leave."

He stood up and walked towards the back of the Black Wind Stronghold's main hall.

There, two menacing figures were rushing towards them.

"Two marrow cleansing cultivators." Zhou Chen raised an eyebrow and twisted his neck.

The battle just now lasted only a few breaths, and he hadn't even warmed up his muscles and bones yet.

A few breaths later, two figures came into Zhou Chen's view at the same time.

The first man was dressed in a gray-white robe, with a handsome face, and held a large, black spear that shimmered with a faint light.

The other man was strong and muscular, with broad shoulders and a thick waist. His wide robes were stretched taut, and he held a thick-backed broadsword that gleamed coldly.

Li Qing gripped his spear, and upon seeing Zhou Chen's appearance, his gaze turned cold. "You're not Old Tang?!"

In an instant, Zhou Chen's disguise was exposed.

"Chief Li, it seems your men are useless." He Wugui sneered twice, smelling the strong smell of blood emanating from the main hall.

"This person is also at the Marrow Cleansing Realm. It's normal that the second and third brothers were no match for him." Li Qing's expression was calm, without revealing the slightest sadness.

Although he was a bandit, he still considered himself a young master of a noble family. If it weren't for his status as an illegitimate child, with his cultivation at the Marrow Cleansing Realm, becoming the next head of the family wouldn't have been difficult.

Even within Black Wind Stronghold, his word carries immense weight.

As long as an opportunity is found and one breaks through to the Enlightenment Realm, one can enter the Li family without the approval of the old immortal in the Enlightenment Realm of the clan.

At that time, all his accomplices from Black Wind Stronghold will be a stain on his reputation. Now that he has boarded the ship of the Wusheng Sect, a few of his subordinates are no big deal if they die.

Having said that, Li Qing flicked his spear and aimed it straight at Zhou Chen's face.

Zhou Chen shifted his body to the side, and the Moonflower Staff rose from below, striking the spear.

"clang!"

Guns and clubs clashed, sparks flying.

Li Qing felt an immense force emanating from the gun, accompanied by a slight burning sensation.

His hand went numb, and his spear thrust faltered.

At that moment, He Wugui's knife arrived.

The thick-backed broadsword, accompanied by a whistling sound, slashed towards the back of Zhou Chen's neck, causing the skin on Zhou Chen's back to tighten suddenly.

Although he had already mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, he still couldn't withstand a full-force attack from an opponent of the same level.

Zhou Chen twisted his body sharply, his spine cracking as he narrowly avoided the blade.

He Wugui and Li Qing missed their first attack and immediately changed tactics.

Li Qing pressed down with his spear, sweeping straight at Zhou Chen's lower body.

He Wugui clung to Zhou Chen like a leech, his heavy, thick-backed broadsword wielded with effortless ease, striking Zhou Chen's vitals like a willow leaf in the wind.

They attacked from both the front and the rear simultaneously.

If you are hit by any of these blows, even if you don't break bones or tendons, you will lose your momentum and show signs of defeat.

Zhou Chen's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He activated the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique to its limit, and golden divine light appeared all over his body, as if he were possessed by a god.

The next instant, without retreating or blocking, he swung his long staff straight for Li Qing's heart.

Upon seeing this, Li Qing was terrified and hurriedly held his gun horizontally in front of his chest!

Immediately afterwards, he looked at He Wugui, who was chasing after Zhou Chen, with a cold smile.

As long as you block this attack and don't give this person a chance to dodge, the ensuing blades will put this person completely on the defensive.

Thinking of this, he suddenly regained some strength, and patches of blue-green dragon scales occasionally appeared on his face.

"clang!"

The staff tip touched the gun barrel, and the Crimson Flame Force erupted, superimposed with the immense force of several thousand jin amplified by the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

Li Qing's expression changed drastically. He felt his tiger's mouth go numb and his arm go weak the moment the two blades clashed.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Li Qing's spear, under the immense force of the impact, arched like a shrimp and struck its master between the chest and ribs.

Just as Zhou Chen was about to slide his staff upwards to aim for the man's chin, a powerful gust of wind was already close behind him.

He frowned, ducked, and used a feint to evade He Wugui's blade.

As they exchanged blows, their eyes met, and they threw punches simultaneously.

"Snap!"

The sound of bones cracking rang out.

He Wugui retreated rapidly, his eyes filled with astonishment.

After the Wusheng Sect stronghold in Xingde County was destroyed, the two leaders bestowed upon them the Wanling Powder, elevating them to the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

Now, under the orders of the two leaders, he was searching for blood offerings to sacrifice to his mother in the mountains and fields, but he never expected to encounter such a ruthless person.

He shook his hand, and dense dust swirled from the cracks in his finger bones, but it returned to normal in an instant.

Zhou Chen turned around and looked at He Wugui and Li Qing, who were both full of surprise, with icy eyes.

"Add some Crimson Flame True Skill!"

[Consumes 6 Beginner Level Breakthrough Relics]

【Crimson Flame True Skill (Mastery, 0%)】

In the blink of an eye, the relic that I had planned to accumulate for the breakthrough of the Zhenyue Pillar or the Crimson Flame Staff Technique was rapidly consumed.

What followed was an intensely hot sensation coursing through his limbs and bones.

"Interrupt him!" He Wugui and Li Qing exchanged a glance as they saw Zhou Chen's aura suddenly begin to rise, and they had already made their decision.

A spear and a sword came from two directions, showing no mercy, all in an effort to kill Zhou Chen before he could break through.

[Precision +0.7]

【Fine: 19】

However, before the two could get close to attack, the Crimson Flame True Skill had already reached its peak.

The speed at which one can improve their martial arts level through the panel far surpasses the speed at which ordinary martial artists achieve enlightenment.

"Well done!" Zhou Chen suppressed the surge of insights into the technique that welled up in his heart, unleashing the full power of the technique, and the Moonflower Staff was completely dyed red.

Li Qing's spear arrived first, but it was deflected by a staff. Crimson flames surged and spread along the spear, turning his face a fiery red.

On the other side, He Wugui's long sword was menacing, but he was struck by several blows in an instant.

The clanging sounds were deafening, unlike a fight; rather, it resembled a crushing blow.

After several blows, He Wugui's high-quality, thick-backed broadsword was chipped in several places.

"Again!"

Zhou Chen, caught up in the thrill of the fight, unleashed all his Crimson Flame Staff Techniques, finding an opening and striking He Wugui's wrist.

With a clang, the thick-backed broadsword fell to the ground.

He Wugui's face turned deathly pale as he watched the approaching shadow of the stick.