The night is dark and everything is silent. Chen Fan lurked at the bottom of the pool, carefully adjusting his breathing in order to regain his strength as soon as possible. He thought of the insidiousness of the Ghost-faced Spider, and the scheming tricks of Yan Ruyu and Mendel, so he decided to stay at the bottom of the pond for the time being and wait and see what would happen. However, the flame of revenge in Chen Fan's heart burned brightly and could not be calmed down. He believes that retribution is what a gentleman should do, and justice that is delayed cannot be called justice.
Chen Fan concentrated on recuperating and recuperating, but within a moment, half of his energy was restored. His senses became more and more acute, and even at the bottom of the pool, he could still detect the movement on the surface.
The dark forest is eerie. The Yan warriors searched separately and gathered in a semicircle. What they fear is not the medicine slave Chen Fan, but the unknown dangers in this strange and dreamy forest.
Yan Ruyu's face turned livid and she shouted sternly: "Continue searching! Once you find his traces, launch a flare immediately and don't get entangled with him!"
"Three days have passed, and there is still no trace of him..." Mendel's face was gloomy, and he was equally angry in his heart.
For several days, the group searched around the forest and repeatedly found traces left by Chen Fan here. Broken branches and footprints showed that Chen Fan was hiding nearby, but every time people were sent to search, nothing was found, making it difficult to find Chen Fan's whereabouts.
"Expand the search scope!" Yan Ruyu gritted his teeth and ordered: "Disperse the team, center here, and search carefully! Once any traces are found, launch a flare immediately, and I will arrive immediately!"
The Yan family warriors all took orders.
"How is the situation over there at Dilong?" Mendel frowned and asked worriedly, "My medicine bottles are all placed there. If Chen Fan comes to sabotage and breaks my medicine bottles, it will be troublesome."
"Master, don't worry, Earth Dragon is guarded by Pan Sen and seven warriors. Pan Sen has reached the third level of Qi Entrainment. This kid Chen Fan is no match for him." Yan Ruyu answered confidently.
Mendel nodded slightly and said no more.
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The Yan family's team gradually expanded the search area, and the distance between people became farther and farther. The warriors were holding signal flares and were not worried. As long as there are traces of Chen Fan or he is in danger, it will be no problem to fire the signal flare.
A warrior had an angry look on his face and cursed secretly in his heart. He walked through the shade, sometimes looking up at the old trees, sometimes looking around at the shrubs.
After three days of searching, no trace of Chen Fan was found. In addition, he was only a warrior in the realm of inducing qi, so other warriors thought that Chen Fan had escaped, so they complained in their hearts, feeling that the search was in vain.
Just when the warrior walked under the dense branches and leaves of the ancient tree, he accidentally raised his head and suddenly felt a strong bloodthirsty, cold and evil aura coming towards his face. But Chen Fan suddenly appeared and slammed his knee into his face like a hungry wolf.
"Peng!"
A powerful force suddenly struck, and the warrior's face was severely injured. He fell to the ground on his back, his eyes filled with blood and tears, and he was unable to see.
He held the dagger and waved it around, exclaiming: "Here! He is here!"
The warrior was about to launch a flare, but the severe pain suddenly hit his left wrist, which was unbearable. As soon as his palm was released, the flare was taken away.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Chen Fan's expression was indifferent, his eyes inadvertently revealed a dark red color, filled with murderous intent. His figure shuttled around the warrior, dodging attacks, and kicked the warrior hard on the head one after another.
The vitality was flowing through Chen Fan's body, and every kick was as heavy as a hammer. After just five kicks, the warrior's life was already in danger.
Chen Fan took a step forward, calmly grabbed the dagger from the warrior's hand, and stabbed him in the neck.
The invisible and delicate breath, like a wandering dream, mixed with complex emotions such as uneasiness, anger, and panic, suddenly flowed out of the warrior's body. These breaths were like threads of fate, quietly pouring into the acupuncture points in Chen Fan's body. In such a strange and heart-stopping process, the warrior's life force seemed to be extracted by invisible forces. Soon, the oil was exhausted and the lamp dried up, and finally turned into a withered corpse, silently telling the story of this silent battle.
Chen Fan frowned lightly and stepped forward to explore the relics left by the deceased. On this ruined battlefield, the only valuable item he found was a worn-out cloth bag containing some food and dozens of amethyst coins. Chen Fan put the deceased's belongings into his bag and looked around cautiously to ensure that no one would notice. Then, he shuttled through the jungle like a phantom, with light steps and quick movements. He disappeared deep into the jungle in an instant, as if he had never appeared before.
Years of war life have allowed Chen Fan to develop a decisive and resolute style. Throughout, he kept a cool head. When he kicked the warrior's head hard, Chen Fan felt so happy, as if his desire had been satisfied. Every part of his body felt extremely relaxed, as if he was born to harvest the lives of others in battles.
This pleasure made Chen Fan deeply intoxicated. When he cut the warrior's throat, he seemed to feel that the oppression he had felt for the past few days had been swept away. However, Chen Fan knew that such calmness was different from ordinary people, and there must be some abnormality in his body. When he took action in the past, he had never been so calm and content as he is today.
Chen Fan realized that he found a strange pleasure in killing, and this change made him both excited and worried.
The essence from the warrior continuously poured into Chen Fan's acupuncture points. Driven by the murderous aura, this power surged crazily in Chen Fan's body, and was finally injected into his vitality, making his vitality more condensed and stronger.
This is a real benefit! Chen Fan felt his vitality increase, and a surge of ecstasy surged in his heart. He knew that this strange power would give him a huge advantage in future battles. However, he also realized that the source and influence of this power were not simple, and he needed to remain vigilant at all times to avoid being manipulated by it.
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In the darkness deep in the jungle, Chen Fan shuttled through it like a ghost, his eyes flashing with cold light, as if he was looking for the next prey. During these five days, he had already become accustomed to this kind of life. Every blow was swift and fatal, like an assassin in the dark night.
Warriors were killed one after another, which made Yan Ruyu and Mendel feel panicked. They understood that Chen Fan was growing at an incredible speed, and every battle made him more mature and powerful. This forest seems to have become his home field, and they, the original hunters, have now become his prey.
Whenever Yan Ruyu and Mendel found those dead warriors, they felt a chill in their hearts. The face of the first deceased was full of fear and shock, and he suffered a fatal blow to the head. The wounds of the second and third deceased showed that they had struggled briefly, but in the end they were defeated by Chen Fan's strange and ruthless knife skills.
However, when Yan Ruyu and Mendel saw the fourth deceased, they couldn't help but gasped. The deceased was like a defenseless lamb whose throat was slit by Chen Fan without leaving any trace of struggle. Judging from what happened to these dead people, Chen Fan's sword skills have become more and more proficient and deadly.
In order to avoid more casualties, Yan Ruyu and Mendel ordered other warriors to operate in pairs. In this way, if someone is attacked by Chen Fan, another person can immediately come to help and prevent Chen Fan from killing them silently. However, they all knew in their hearts that this was just a stopgap measure. What they needed to do most now was to find Chen Fan as soon as possible and eradicate him.
In this eerie forest, Chen Fan continued to wander, looking for his next target.
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In this dense dark forest, on the branches of a towering ancient tree, Chen Fan quietly sat upright, holding his breath and concentrating, gathering his energy on his index finger, rushing like a wild horse.
Deep in the forest, a swaying figure caught Chen Fan's attention. He thought to himself: "These guys have learned well and know how to look after each other and not let me succeed easily." Chen Fan pondered for a moment and decided to continue observing and looking for The best chance.
The search team was getting further and further away. Chen Fan knew that they would not find him for the time being, so he continued to practice, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth to improve his own vitality. After several days of killing, Chen Fan discovered that the essence of the dead warriors had not completely dissipated, but was absorbed by his own acupuncture points, thereby transforming into pure vitality and feeding back to his body.
At this moment, Chen Fan felt that the vitality in his body was getting stronger and stronger, traveling through his body like thunder, and finally merged into his arms. He suddenly held his breath and concentrated, exerted force suddenly, and gathered this vitality on his index finger, trying to release a powerful force.
In the dark forest, Chen Fan sat quietly on a branch. On his index finger, a powerful energy surged out, like a volcano about to erupt, waiting for that moment to erupt.
"Chichi!"
Suddenly, a wisp of smoke emerged from his index finger, and with a strange sound, it pierced the sky. The light smoke did not condense, but stayed briefly before dissipating into the void.
At this moment, Chen Fan suddenly opened his eyes, with a strange light shining in his dark eyes, and his face was full of surprise. He knew that this was a sign of the third level of Qi. After a long period of tempering and hard training, he finally entered a new realm with the help of the strange power fed back from the acupuncture points.
Although the overflowing vitality has not yet been condensed and cannot take on the shape of a rainbow, from this moment on, he can already inject vitality into the weapon and use the overflowing vitality to directly damage the enemy's internal organs, showing his gradual understanding of the vitality. Take control.
