Chu Jun told Lan Duo that more than one or two golden cores had died in his hands. Actually, not a single one came. Tie Nan of the Iron Blood Alliance had died at Zhao Yu's hands. Back then, the Six Yang Blood Demon had died under the hands of the Gold and Silver Skull to be exact, and the Ghost Lieutenant had also died under the combined hands of the Gold and Silver Skull. In the end, Chu Jun had never killed an expert at the Golden Core Stage alone. Even so, it did not prevent Chu Jun from looking down on the Golden Core Stage cultivators. But now, Chu Jun finally realized how terrifying a Golden Core Stage cultivator was.

A Golden Core Stage cultivator could fly through the air. Just this advantage was enough to guarantee that the Golden Core Stage cultivator would be invincible against Foundation Establishment. Even if they were attacked by hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators, as long as the Golden Core Stage cultivator did not wish to fight, they could still escape unscathed. The speed of the Golden Core was not comparable to Foundation Establishment, and its Spiritual Energy was several times that of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Fortunately, Chu Jun was able to fly through the air with the Blazing Sun Technique and the Cold Moon Technique. In this aspect, he was not at a disadvantage against the Golden Core. In terms of Spiritual Energy, he did not lag behind the Golden Core either. However, there was one thing that he could not compare to the Golden Core, and that was speed, let alone against a wind-type Golden Core.

Today's battle was the real battle between Chu Jun and the Golden Core Realm. There were several places on his body that were covered in colors. However, this injury was similar to scratching an itch for him, who had a strong physique and self-healing ability. Actually, Chu Jun could summon the Gold and Silver Skeleton to quickly end the battle. However, he did not do so because it was always so easy to form the habit of relying on external forces. It was very difficult for him to improve his combat skills. Fan Jian, this sword madman, let Chu Jun realize his past mistakes. If he wanted to make progress, he couldn't always think of taking advantage of opportunities. Only when he faced it independently could he improve greatly in battle. Thus, during this period of time, Chu Jun rarely used the Golden and Silver Skeletons. Instead, he fought like Fan Jian, using his blood to exchange for actual combat experience and progress.

Twenty moves had passed long ago. Feng Xingchun did not capture Chu Jun. Instead, he became more and more shocked. Although Chu Jun was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage, he was able to revolve freely under the pressure of his Golden Core Stage aura. There were no signs of him being able to suppress it. What shocked Feng Xingchun the most was that Chu Jun was able to fly in the air. That was right, flying in the air. Feng Xingchun was extremely shocked. This completely overturned his understanding. When could Foundation Establishment fly in the air? He even suspected that Chu Jun was deliberately disguising himself as a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the Golden Core Stage. However, Chu Jun's speed was clearly not up to the standard of a Golden Core cultivator.

The injuries on Chu Jun's body grew more and more, but the more he fought, the more courageous he became. The thunder dragon sword's wind and thunder whistled, and it actually gradually gained the upper hand. He thought to himself, "Actually, the Golden Core isn't that amazing. It's just that its speed is a bit faster than mine!"

Feng Xingchun couldn't stop fighting for a long time. He was anxious in his heart, but he couldn't kill Chu Jun. He was afraid that the Li Dragon Cauldron Emblem wasn't on Chu Jun's body. If he killed him, no one would know where the Cauldron Emblem was hiding. Therefore, he was a little tied up when he made a move.

"Is this all the Golden Core Realm has?" Chu Jun mocked.

Feng Xingchun was furious. The willow leaf sword in his hand shot out a green light, launching a storm-like attack. Chu Jun immediately felt the pressure increase greatly, but he shouted loudly, "Good job!" The Thunder Dragon Sword let out a dragon roar and forcefully carried a few swords with the opponent.

Fan Jian was even more miserable. His broad sweatshirt had long since turned into rags, and his body was stained with blood. He had suffered countless cuts from the sword Qi, but he still stubbornly supported himself. The broken sword in his hand was circled in circles, guarding it tightly. Feng Xinghou's face was ashen. This fellow in front of him was clearly going to collapse in the next moment, but he still hadn't fallen. He was always so close to dying under his sword, but he always narrowly escaped.

Fan Jian's entire body had already been dyed red with blood, but his expression was as calm as water, as if the blood that wasn't flowing from him wasn't hurried or slow. Rich combat experience and skills allowed him to dodge death time and time again, and his experience and skills were all exchanged for more than death.

Chi Chi! Fan Jian's legs were cut by the Cyan Wind Sword Qi at the same time. He staggered, but he still did not fall. He pointed his sword and six plum blossoms shot out of the thick face door. His sword was still extremely fast.

Feng Xinghou frowned and retreated a few meters. The azure energy in the blade of the sword increased explosively. The thin sword that was as thin as a cicada's wing trembled in the wind, and in an instant, it shot out like ten thousand snakes, mixed with powerful Spiritual Energy, and surged towards Fan Jian. Fan Jian's eyes lit up. The violet energy from the broken sword pierced through the thousands of azure snakes. He stabbed at them with a stunning speed. He moved forward without breaking through. His incomparably sharp sword intent pierced through the thousands of azure snakes. A cold tip of the sword pierced straight into Feng Xingzhi's heart.

"Sword intent!" Feng Xinghou paled in shock and jumped backwards with all his might. However, no matter how fast his movements were, how could they be faster than the wisp of violet energy from the east when the sun rose?

Pu! The azure protective aura on Feng Xinghou's chest shattered, and blood splashed out. The Golden Righteousness Formation beneath Fan Jian's feet was forcefully destroyed. His body was devoured by thousands of green snakes. Instantly, flesh and blood flew everywhere. Blood sprayed everywhere. His entire body flew backwards and fell to the ground heavily. He knelt on one foot. His bloody right hand held the broken sword and drew a ten-meter-long line on the ground. His eyes were tightly shut, and his face was bloody.

Feng Xinghou quickly pointed out his fingers and sealed several meridians on his chest. His face was as pale as paper. He stared at the bloody Fan Jian in horror and anger. He almost died under the sword of this middle Foundation Establishment cultivator. He had actually comprehended the sword intent at such a young age. Unfortunately, he was still unable to comprehend it. Otherwise, he would have been an icy cold corpse.

"Kill, this child absolutely cannot be left behind!" Feng Xinghou's murderous aura surged as he raised the sword in his hand.

"Eat my hammer!" The big hammer shouted, and the three hundred jin hammer whistled towards Feng Xinghou. Feng Xinghou flipped his palm and sent the hammer flying. Just as the flying sword was about to take Fan Jian's life, a miserable scream rang out. A three-colored spear exploded violently. Feng Xingchun, who was fighting Chu Jun, flew backwards amidst the violent explosion.

Chi Chi! Two Flying Shadow Moon Blades struck Feng Xingchun's chest, causing two bloody flowers to splatter out. Feng Xinghou was shocked and flew over like an arrow to catch Feng Xingchun. Buzz! With a dragon roar, the lightning dragon sword with the tyrannical lightning dipper slashed towards him. Feng Xinghou forced his scalp to open the sword horizontally, causing the wound on his chest to burst open and fresh blood to gush out.

"Let's go!" Feng Xinghou endured his serious injuries and picked up Feng Xingchun and quickly retreated.

Chu Jun did not chase after them. He only leaned on the Thunder Dragon Sword to catch his breath. As he watched the Feng Xing brothers retreat, a trace of mockery appeared in his eyes. A white light flashed on a nearby highland. A beam of light mixed with a shrill sound of breaking through the sky struck. Feng Xinghou, who was fleeing, was caught up in a breath of time. The powerful energy fluctuations caused Feng Xinghou to feel incomparably despair. He subconsciously pushed Feng Xingchun out. Unfortunately, it was already too late.

Boom! The Feng brothers were engulfed by the white light that exploded like flowing water!

Boom! The second Spirit Astral Heavy Cannon followed suit and bloomed in the same place.

The big hammer carried the big hammer and ran over. Very quickly, he returned with two damaged storage belts and two Liu Ye Qing Feng swords. He said resentfully, "They were all killed by the Spirit Astral Cannon!" This guy was obviously unhappy that he didn't have a chance to knock on the skycap.

Chu Jun ignored the hammer and walked over to Fan Jian, whose entire body had been cut to pieces by the sword qi. He said weakly, "Bitch, are you dead?"

Fan Jian's entire body was covered in blood. It was as if he was fished up in a pool of blood. The originally pretty boy's face was muddled with flesh and blood. Chu Jun was also shocked when he saw it. What he was most worried about was whether this guy would be blind or not.

"I can't die!" Fan Jianhu spat out a stream of black blood and fell to the ground. The bloody-eyed Shi Tai carried a Spirit Astral Cannon and ran down from the high ground. He asked kindly, "Boss, is the bitch dead?"

"Scram your eggs!" Chu Jun scolded with a smile. He took out a bottle of Spirit Spring of Life and drank half a bottle of it from Fan Jian. Then, he put him into the small world.

This time, Fan Jian's injuries weren't light. Many vital parts of his body were stabbed. Fortunately, he wasn't blind. After Chu Jun's full strength, he was finally able to save his life. After dealing with Fan Jian's injuries, Chu Jun himself was exhausted. This battle with the Golden Core could only be said to be a tragic victory. If he hadn't left a hand in advance, he would probably have let the Feng brothers escape.

"I told you to be brave, but you're injured to such an extent, yet you're still laughing … I made you laugh, why didn't I hurt you to death!" Looking at the dozens of wounds on Chu Jun's body, Ning Yun felt so heartache that he almost shed tears. As he applied medicine to Chu Jun, he shattered his thoughts.

Chu Jun chuckled and said, "It's fine, it's just a superficial injury!"

Ning Yun pursed his lips and said, "You still have skin wounds. You've already seen bones. Just focus on treating the other person's wounds. You don't care about your own injuries. You don't care about your own body so much. How can others rest assured in the future?" As he spoke, he turned around and wiped away his tears silently.

Chu Jun was stunned for a moment. He gently hugged Ning Yun's soft waist from behind and said, "Why are you crying so well? You also know that my body can heal itself. This little injury is fatal!"

"Even if I can heal myself, I can't ignore it. I don't know how distressed she looks at me. If Sister Yu'er sees her, she will die of heartache!" Ning Yun sniffed. Chu Jun's heart warmed as he said softly, "Fan Jian's injuries are heavier than mine. Naturally, I will treat his injuries first!"

Ning Yun snorted and turned around. He continued to apply medicine to Chu Jun's wound. He said softly, "You are not allowed to get hurt like this in the future. The scars on your entire body will make people's hearts skip a beat!"

Chu Jun lightly kissed Ning Yun, who was getting more and more feminine. He smiled and said, "Yes!"

"Smelly fellow, why didn't I know you had the Dragon Li Cauldron Emblem? Does Sister Yu'er know?" Ning Yun pouted.

Chu Jun hastily said without changing his expression, "Yu'er doesn't know either!"

"Hmph, you actually hid it from us. You're asking for a beating!" Ning Yun twisted Chu Jun's shoulder, but he no longer pouted. He curiously said, "Take it out and show it to me!"

Chu Jun said eagerly, "There's nothing to see. It's just a brand and!"

"We need to see!" Ning Yun's face immediately tensed up.

Chu Jun helplessly said, "Actually … the Li Dragon Cauldron Emblem is no longer on me!"

Ning Yun's big eyes immediately widened. Chu Jun hurriedly said, "Where is Huang Bing?"

"Humph!" Ning Yun snorted heavily.