The wages of avarice is death!
Although the Cheng family was one of the three major forces in Ye City and ordinary warriors did not dare to provoke them, they occupied most of the treasures in the secret room in front of them, which made the surrounding casual warriors extremely jealous and started to take action. They all attacked the Cheng family.
If it weren't for Cheng Batian's powerful strength, Cheng Zhouquan and a group of Cheng family guards would not be able to withstand the siege of the surrounding casual cultivators. Many of these casual cultivators are at the tenth level of the Zhonghe realm, and even half-step high stars. Once the masters of this realm join forces, they become a powerful fighting force.
"Master Cheng, your Cheng family already owns seventy-eight percent of the precious Yuan Stone in this secret room. Wouldn't it be a waste of time for me to wait... How can your Cheng family convince everyone with this move...?"
Although the fighting stopped temporarily, the smell of gunpowder in the air did not subside. A white-haired old man in the crowd who was half a step above the star level shouted coldly. He seemed to be an expert casual cultivator who was attracted by the ruins of the ancient tomb. His strength Second only to Cheng Batian.
"A treasure of chance, the strong will get it!"
With a cold snort, Cheng Batian's face remained the same, obviously dismissive of the white-haired old man's question. "If you are not convinced, you can come over and give it a try. I will kill you but not bury you!"
During this trip to the ancient tomb ruins, the Cheng family team also encountered many monster attacks and fights along the way, and nearly half of their manpower was lost. Now that they finally obtained a batch of chance treasures, Cheng Batian naturally cannot let go easily.
Moreover, there is no reason to spit out the meat that is eaten in the mouth. Cheng Batian is confident that the casual cultivators around him will not dare to attack again, unless someone is really not afraid of death. After all, as a first-level warrior in the high star realm, he can kill these Zhonghe Realm warriors are simply more than enough, it's just a matter of spending more energy.
"Hmph! Things are changing, Cheng Batian, let's wait and see!"
Seeing that Cheng Batian was unwilling to compromise and was still aggressive, the white-haired old man gritted his teeth, then turned around and left angrily, seemingly giving up the fight for opportunities here.
"Cheng Batian is very powerful, and he has Cheng Zhouquan and a group of trusted guards around him. It seems that he can't fight hard..."
"Well, there should be other opportunities here. Let's go and see other places...!"
"Go, go, go!"
Seeing this scene, the surrounding warriors and casual cultivators knew that they were not interested, and then they retreated and left the secret room. After all, the scene where Cheng Batian defeated many by one and killed dozens of casual cultivators with his bare hands was still vivid in his mind. , for a while no one dared to touch his bad luck.
"Father, these guys really bully the weak and fear the strong!"
Seeing the other warriors and cultivators in the secret room leaving one after another, Cheng Zhouquan secretly breathed a sigh of relief with a look of fear on his face.
Although Cheng Batian is intimidating, it is very easy to deal with these warriors who only have Zhonghe realm cultivation. However, their real opponents have not yet appeared. If they waste their energy here in vain, they will encounter the Yun family, Jinhong Escort Agency and others. The people of the Iron Corps are bound to suffer a big loss.
Therefore, Cheng Zhouquan did not want to fight to the death with these desperadoes unless he had to. Even if he won in the end, his Cheng family team would definitely suffer heavy losses and would be unable to compete for the inheritance left by the owner of the tomb.
"Fortunately, although these people are all desperadoes, they are still afraid of death after all..."
"Quan'er, leave a few guards to take care of the wounded, and the rest of you will continue with me!"
His face was calm. Although he had forced back a group of casual cultivators, Cheng Batian didn't have too much joy on his face. He once again moved towards the entrance of the passage in the secret room. The palace in front of him was not a secret room, but among the five stone gates. The secret rooms seemed to be related to each other, and they seemed to be connected to a more central area.
Compared with the essence stones, elixirs and magic cores in these secret chambers, what Cheng Batian values more is the inheritance left by the owner of the tomb, so naturally he will not leave hastily for this small profit and meet the warriors outside. Same as casual cultivators.
.....
In one of the secret rooms of the palace, Fei Ren saw billowing energy rising from the palm of his hand. At this moment, he was lifting a black-faced man into the air. No matter how hard the black-faced man struggled, he could not break free from the constraints of his palm. He was like a ruthless Shura. His face was cold.
"Big guy, where is that old boy Yun Xian?"
"You...! I don't know!"
His face turned red. Faced with Fei Ren's interrogation, the black-faced man did not obey. Instead, he secretly used his energy to fight back.
"court death!"
Upon noticing the other party's little movement, Fei Ren's face immediately darkened, and at the same time, he exerted force with his palms and instantly broke the black-faced man's neck, making a crackling sound.
"Bang!" After his neck was broken by someone, the black-faced man's body went limp. He immediately fell to the ground, his pupils turned white and he completely lost his breath.
His Yuanli cultivation is only at the eighth level of Zhonghe Realm, which is not weak in the outside world, but he has no resistance against Fei Ren, just like a piece of fish on a chopping board that he can slaughter.
Nowadays, Fei Ren can easily kill all warriors below the high star realm without any effort. Even Cheng Batian and Guan Changhong, who are in the first level of the high star realm, are not his enemies in one attack. They will be defeated within ten moves!
Fei Ren is no longer the Fei Ren he was back then. His strength has increased more than five times compared to half a month ago!
"devil!"
At this time, there were still some casual cultivators staying in the secret room. When they saw Fei Ren's thunderous attack and killed the black-faced man, they couldn't help but look horrified. They froze on the spot. No one dared to move for a while. They were all obviously taken by Fei Ren. Shocked by the strength.
"Are you late...?"
Fei Ren twisted his wrist and looked thoughtful.
Most of the treasures and opportunities in this secret room have been looted. As for the casual warriors in front of them, most of them are weak. Except for the dead black-faced man, the ones with the highest cultivation level are only at the sixth level of the Zhonghe Realm. They are not worth it. Mention it.
Moreover, these casual cultivators basically came here to pick up leaks. As for the truly powerful casual cultivators, most of them followed the three major forces in Yecheng into the depths of the palace and did not stay on the outside.
"Hero...! The people of the Yun family are not here. They have gone to the depths of the palace long ago. The secret room here is only on the periphery, with only one or two Yun family guards staying..."
The scene was as quiet as death. After a while, a pockmarked man at the sixth level of the Zhonghe Realm trembled and said in a weak tone, as if he was afraid that Fei Ren would get angry and kill again. After all, the scene where the black-faced man died tragically was present. Everyone remembers it vividly.
"Yun family bodyguard?"
Hearing this, Fei Ren looked suspicious, and then looked towards the pockmarked man.
"Yes...yes yes...that's him! There is another person, but that person just died in a melee. In order to snatch a third-grade medicinal plant, he was stabbed to death by a guy at the seventh level of Zhonghe Realm. !”
Seeing Fei Ren looking towards him, the pock-marked man also trembled, then pointed with trembling fingers at the body of the black-faced man next to him, and said fearfully, his tone also became a little trembling.
"Hey, that's it..."
Hearing this, Fei Ren's face changed slightly, and then an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. In his eyes at this moment, except for Yun Xian who was a threat, the others were not worth mentioning at all.
