Zi Chen walked out with an expressionless face, but he was still very surprised.
The people who appeared around him were far beyond his expectations. In this village where few people are usually seen, it seems that everyone has returned today.
Wherever you look, most of the villagers are watching the excitement with their arms folded, and there are only a dozen or so people who are mainly looking for trouble.
Among them was the old man of the Huot family, said to be named Hotdis. Next to him was the still weak Hothomie. After seeing Zi Chen appear, his eyes also showed a strong look of resentment. .
"Zi Chen, today is the day you die! If you hand over the Holy Black Crystal, you can be spared!" He said coldly to Zi Chen. Although he looked weak, his cold words seemed full of power.
"Just you?" Zi Chen smiled disdainfully, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes.
In his hand, he held the long sheathed sword tightly. As long as the sheath was in his hand, he had full confidence.
Seeing Zi Chen tighten the scabbard in his hand, the expression on Hothommi's face changed and he subconsciously stepped back. He had heard that Zi Chen killed three miners with three swords. This level of combat power was definitely not something he could resist.
Standing aside, saying cruel words and swearing in secret was the limit of what he could do.
Those in the room did not laugh at Hotthomme's behavior. Compared with these people, Hotthomme was just a child, and a very weak child at that.
Just as he stepped back, those people all stepped forward.
"Come on if you're not afraid of death!" The old man said indifferently, holding the pickaxe across his chest.
I don’t know if that was the reason why he said this, but just after he finished speaking, I saw many people in the crowd watching the show suddenly walking over with their arms folded.
When these people walk, their aura is no different than that of ordinary miners. There is a bit of ferocity on their faces, which shows that they are usually brave people who fight.
Moreover, many of the people who walked out had weapons in their hands.
Zi Chen has been in this world for a long time, and he knows very well that in this world, having weapons represents combat power.
In the blink of an eye, the number of people exceeded twenty, and there were eight people with weapons.
This does not include Hotdis and Hottomi, who did not take out their weapons.
Among these people, the old man can fight to a draw with a weapon-wielding being, and can barely block two people.
This situation is very unfavorable to the two of them, and no one thinks highly of them.
As the news of a huge Holy Black Crystal spread, almost all the villagers in the nearby villages knew about it, so they chose to waste a day and come here to see the situation, join in the fun, and see if there was anything missing.
More and more people gathered around. In addition to Hott Tommy, the other four people from the Hott family who came to this world this time also came. They were all followed by someone, but they did not come forward.
Looking at the situation in front of them, there was absolutely no need for them to take action.
Jiatu Huangtu also appeared early, and beside him Jiatu Mingtu and three others also arrived. They looked at the field with incomprehensible expressions. Only Jiatu Huangtu's face was full of worry.
"Boy, hand over the Holy Black Crystal or die!"
After everyone in the group appeared, Hotdis spoke with a cold voice.
The old man didn't speak. It was obvious that at this moment, he didn't know what to choose. Fortunately, he no longer had any choice and let Zi Chen make his own decision. He was willing to follow whatever decision he made.
Faced with this situation, in everyone's opinion, Zi Chen would make a very wise choice.
Zi Chen looked at Hothomie, smiled softly, and said: "Although I look younger, I am not stupid. On the contrary, I am very smart, many times smarter than the idiot next to you. I can see from your eyes You saw the murderous intention, and I believe that even if you take out the Holy Black Crystal, you will still choose to kill me."
A flash of surprise flashed in Hortdis's eyes. He didn't expect that the other party's observation skills were so keen.
He really had no intention of letting the two of them go. Even if he took away the Holy Black Crystal, the two of them would still die. The previous sentence was just the opening remarks before the battle.
"Come on! See if you can get the Black Crystal from my hand today!"
Zi Chen slowly raised the scabbard in his hand and placed his right hand on the handle of the knife. If he were facing so many Holy Kings in the outside world, he would definitely turn around and run away, but in this world, these Holy Kings are no different from mortals, and he is qualified to fight.
Others watched the show with their arms folded. In their opinion, Zi Chen was simply seeking death by overestimating his abilities.
"Stop, isn't it just a piece of Holy Black Crystal? It's just for you. Why do you need to be aggressive?"
Just when the two sides were about to take action, a low shout rang out, and they saw Jiatu Huangtu breaking free from the blacksmith's shackles and running over there.
He came to Zi Chen, turned to look at Hotdis and said, "Don't you just want the Holy Wujing? I'll give it to you."
Hotdis glanced at the Emperor Jiatu, then turned to look at the ugly blacksmith not far away, and said: "Little baby, you have nothing to do here, get out of the way. Today we want the Holy Wujing, this We also want the lives of these two guys!"
"Does it have to be killed?"
Jiatu Huangtu asked again, but all he got in return was ridicule.
"Come on then!"
He took out a dagger from his sleeve, made a fist with one hand and held the dagger in the other, and placed it across his chest, obviously intending to fight.
The blacksmith's face was ashen as he walked towards this side. Such a thing was not something they could interfere with.
A palm fell on Jiatu Huangtu's shoulder, and the latter saw Zi Chen behind his head. Zi Chen smiled and said: "Thank you for your help this time, but this is just a personal grudge between us, please step away. "
"Aren't we friends? How can we retreat at this time?" Jiatu Huangtu shook his head and said firmly.
This sentence touched Zi Chen a lot. He said: "Of course we are friends, but I don't have the bad habit of letting my friends die. They are just a bunch of trash. Believe me, I am destined to become a big shot! "
Jiatu Huangtu believes that Zi Chen will be a big shot in the future, but the premise is that Zi Chen cannot die. But from the current point of view, it seems that Zi Chen has no chance of survival. Jiatu Huangtu shook his head and refused to retreat, but what happened next was out of his control. The blacksmith and a member of the Jiatu family came forward, holding Jiatu Huangtu on the left and right, and left.
Looking at the struggling Jiatu Emperor, Zi Chen looked at the old man in front of him and said, "Old man, go to the door and guard our Holy Wujing. You don't need to take action in this battle!"
The old man looked at Zi Chen puzzled.
"I'm used to fighting alone, and I'm used to using my own way to reason with people. You'll be in the way. Although you are an old-timer, your combat power is really too weak."
Of course the old man understood the meaning of Zi Chen's words. The other party just didn't want him to be in danger. Let him stay behind so that once Zi Chen dies in battle, the old man can take out the Holy Wujing to save his life.
Hotdis must kill the two of them, mainly because of Zi Chen, because Hottomi and others who came here knew very well what potential Zi Chen had.
"If I can't even protect you, old man, what's the point of my life?" The old man shook his head and said.
"You should know that I don't need protection! On the Star of Life, people like me are the least in need of protection."
"I told you two, don't act like you are parting from each other. Soon you two will be reunited underground." A man holding a dagger looked at the two and said.
With firm eyes, he signaled the old man to retreat. Zi Chen stepped forward holding the scabbard, looking at the twenty or so people in front of him, and said calmly: "Everyone, because you are new here and have no reputation, you are being bullied. So this time, I plan to kill people to establish my authority. I, Zi Chen, am here to promise you that I will not let anyone stand in front of me. Today, either I die or you die!"
His words were calm and his expression was calm, without any pretense or threat, as if he was describing a very simple matter.
Those people in the distance looked at Zi Chen in front of them, and for some reason, an inexplicable chill arose in their hearts, which made them shiver.
The expressions of the twenty-odd people in front of them have also changed. They are still so calm in the face of the current situation. They are either fools or madmen.
Obviously, the other party is the latter.
Under everyone's attention, Zi Chen put his right hand on the handle of the knife and slowly pulled out the handle. A broken knife with flashing black light appeared in everyone's sight.
Opposite Zi Chen, others were also ready to fight, holding either weapons or other things that could hit people in their hands.
The old man sighed and stepped back.
Zi Chen took a few steps forward, and the people in front spread out, surrounding Zi Chen.
Zi Chen stood in the center, with a scabbard in his left hand and a broken knife in his right hand, alert to the surroundings.
The people around him were staring at Zi Chen.
The atmosphere was dull and depressing. Everyone was staring ahead, watching the upcoming battle without saying a word.
"kill!"
The word "kill" came from Hotdis's mouth, and those who surrounded Zi Chen began to attack Zi Chen.
A sharp black sword stabbed directly towards Zi Chen's front door. Zi Chen stumbled and dodged the sword.
At the same time, his figure turned again, and another attack passed by his body.
"clang!"
In his left hand, the scabbard was raised, and a long sword that fell on his head was blocked by the scabbard. There was a clanging sound and sparks flying everywhere.
The powerful force shook Zi Chen's feet unsteadily, and he subconsciously retreated.
Behind him, a short sword stabbed directly towards his back.
As if there were eyes behind him, when Zi Chen retreated, his body used the force to rotate, and the scabbard blocked the dagger first.
The owner of the dagger was knocked away along with his weapon.
More attacks came towards Zi Chen.
Zi Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he instantly leaned back and bent over. These attacks rubbed against his body, gathered above him, and then dispersed.
Facing many attacks, Zi Chen kept dodging, using the scabbard in his hand to block. As for the broken sword in his right hand, he never made a cut.
"boom!"
A long black stick passed through the attacks and hit Zi Chen's chest. The powerful force exploded, making Zi Chen's body retreat involuntarily.
Behind Zi Chen, a man holding a pickaxe looked at Zichen and smiled ferociously, preparing to hit Zichen's head with the pickaxe.
The unsteady Zi Chen suddenly turned around at this moment, with a pair of dark eyes, calm and indifferent.
The Broken Sword, which had not made any move, slashed at this moment.
An extremely sharp knife!
