"Dajiang is helping you to do some work, and all the rest of you can get out of here!"
A sharp shout exploded in the night sky.
Luo Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.
Yeah!
I'm just waiting around!
Carrying the snakeskin bag, he couldn't wait to walk towards the dark alley next to him.
He was running backwards.
His eyes were always focused on those four people, fearing that the other side would randomly attack him.
As he watched, he realized that the four people opposite him were not together.
They were clearly three monks, vaguely surrounding the man near him in the middle.
Due to the darkness and the fact that their backs were facing each other, Luo Chen didn't know what the expression on the other person's face was.
But when the other person spoke, he could probably guess the expression on the other person's face.
Simply because the people surrounded were familiar to him.
Wang Yuan!
"Li Zixiong, you know what I do, are you sure you want to stop me?"
"Stop you? Kill you! You, Wang Yuan, are just a bad guy who handles dirty things for the Poshan Gang. You don't think anyone is really afraid of you!"
"Kill me? Just because you add these two bastards at the fifth level of Qi Refining?"
"That's enough, do it!"
With a loud shout, the battle broke out instantly.
And a certain group of people had already retreated into the dark alley.
Luo Chen's heart was pounding and his face was a little flushed. Those who didn't know thought he was fighting.
In fact, it was rare to see a so-called battle between monks, and I was a bit nervous.
He knew the Dajiang Gang and the Poshan Gang, these two gangs.
Dahefang City was established by the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect, and the main management personnel were also strong men of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect.
The various businesses in Fang City, in addition to the properties of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect, are composed of the other five major sects from the Six Far Eastern Regions.
But the composition of a large-scale market with tens of thousands of casual cultivators is bound to be extremely complicated.
Especially the nearby Million Mountains of the Eastern Wilderness, the resources are so rich that the world is envious of them. Every little bit of it is enough to make casual cultivators live a very comfortable life.
Therefore, after many years of operation, Dahefang has three additional forces that cannot be underestimated.
Not to mention the foreign Lianyun Business Alliance.
The Poshan Gang relied on the mountains to feed themselves, and most casual cultivators who went into the mountains to hunt would join the Poshan Gang.
It's not impossible to hug together to keep warm, form a team to kill monsters, meet scattered cultivators, kill people and seize treasures.
As well as the Dajiang Gang who make a living on the Lancang River, the benefits brought by that river are, in some respects, not even weaker than those of the Poshan Gang.
Between the two, it seems that there is no conflict between the two.
But where there are people, there are fights.
All kinds of friction and firefights are not uncommon.
This time, Luo Chen saw it with his own eyes.
Of course, through the conflict during the day and the conversation between Wang Yuan and the others just now, Luo Chen probably learned some truth.
This battle, although there was an insinuation of the impending feud between the two gangs, was more related to the magic weapons sold by Wang Yuan.
As expected, the original owners of those blood-stained magic weapons were members of the Dajiang Gang, and were most likely relatives or friends of Li Zixiong.
Huddled in the alleyway, Luo Chen held his breath and concentrated.
He wanted to take a look at the fighting outside, but after thinking about it for a moment, he decisively walked towards another path home.
That kind of battle is not something he can participate in.
Eating melons and watching movies can easily lead to loss of life.
"I just feel a little sorry for Brother Wang's kindness in lending me the book during the day."
Luo Chen was not an ungrateful person, but with the strength of the third level of Qi Refining, if he really risked his life to help, I'm afraid it would be a disservice.
So, it’s better to sneak away first!
A few minutes later, Luo Chen got into another alleyway.
If I remember correctly, after passing this alley, there is a small forest outside. After passing through the forest, I will be very close to my home.
Just when he was about to drive harder, the sound of hunting came from behind.
Luo Chen suddenly turned his head and saw the figure of the coming person in the moonlight, and then quickly hid in the corner of the alley, hiding his figure.
He was one of the two fifth-level Qi-refining monks.
He seemed to be searching for something, flying about two or three meters above the ground while riding the wind, while looking left and right.
The night wind blowing in from outside the alleyway carried a slight smell of blood.
"This man is injured!"
"He's breathing heavily and he's hurt a lot."
"Looking at the way he searched, I'm afraid Brother Wang escaped from the encirclement."
"He is worthy of being a master who licks blood every day. He can seriously injure an enemy one to three and run away calmly."
With countless thoughts in his mind, Luo Chen only hoped that the other party would leave quickly.
However, some things often don't go as planned.
"You little bastard, I asked you to get away, but you actually bumped into my hand."
The words have not yet been spoken.
Whoosh!
Under the moonlight, a black shadow flew over like lightning.
"If you can't kill Wang Yuan, it's up to you to help me get rid of this evil spirit!"
The black shadow was so fast and urgent that Luo Chen had no time to react.
After hurriedly activating the protective shield of the tattered robe, he could only take out the high-grade magic sword in his hand.
clang!
laugh!
The sword is broken, the light shield is broken, and the black shadow enters the body instantly!
Chen Xiao withdrew the Wind Control Technique and fell to the ground, staggering uncontrollably.
There was a huge wound on his shoulder. The injury was so serious that even the smell of blood could not be concealed.
After flying here, he knew that he was not suitable to continue chasing Wang Yuan.
There happened to be a third-level Qi Refining monk hiding next to him. If he was seriously injured, his own safety would most likely be endangered.
Therefore, Chen Xiao, who had always been ruthless, struck suddenly without giving the other party any time to react.
And the result was as he expected.
"Even Wang Yuan can't defend against my Soul-Breaking Nail. It's worth it if you, a third-level Qi Refiner, die in its hands."
puff!
After saying this, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, search for loot first, and then leave quickly!
Just when this plan flashed through his mind, a flash of fire came into view.
"not dead?"
boom!
He reacted extremely quickly and instantly activated the defensive shield on his robe.
However, when the fire exploded, another huge fireball came.
It was not just a fireball. Almost at the same time as the fireball exploded, the continuous fireballs behind it almost made him despair.
"How can it be!"
boom! boom! boom! boom!
...
It's too fast and leaves no room to breathe.
With almost no pause, twenty fireballs were fired out like a barrage of cannonballs.
Chen Xiao is at the fifth level of Qi refining, and the robe he wears is only a first-level mid-grade one.
The defensive performance is pretty good, but it has been cut through by Wang Yuan before when he broke through.
Now, in a hurry, he was hit by twenty fireballs, and he collapsed without even being able to hold on to the third one.
When it came later, the fireball hit no longer a person, but a charred corpse.
Luo Chen leaned against the wall, his face white and his whole body trembling.
People have no intention of harming tigers, but tigers are harmful to people's hearts.
He didn't want to think of any conflict, but the other party wanted his life!
If it weren't for the fact that the opponent's power was running low, his condition would be extremely poor.
If he hadn't always retained caution, he would have used his magic sword and magic robe as quickly as possible to resist the initial black shadow attack.
He is dead now.
"You deserve to die, you really deserve to die!"
Luo Chen gritted his teeth and stood up forcefully.
In his abdomen, suddenly there was a hole as deep as a finger.
He could feel that there was something like a nail in his body, which made him extremely painful.
Enduring the pain, Luo Chen walked to the lump of charcoal.
The other party was burned through, and his middle-grade robe was in extreme tatters, never to see the glory of the day again.
Luo Chen's eyes lit up as he fiddled with the broken sword with his hand.
"At least I left some legacy."
A dark storage bag, hidden under the tattered robe.
As soon as Luo Chen picked up the storage bag, before he could be happy, there was a crackling sound on the roof.
Looking up, under the moonlight, a tall man holding a big sword held two heads and swooped down like an eagle.
