"This Han Man is really a fool and idiot." Zhang Yang's eyes changed uncertainly. In his opinion, even if Ye Chen really saved Han Man's life, he would not give up this valuable Xuan-level monster. Fire Phoenix Lizard.
In the world of warriors, it is normal to fight each other for treasures, not to mention that the other party is just a young boy with an eighth level of meridians.
"Let's go." Han Man bowed his hands to Ye Chen, and then led a few people to lift his companion's body down the mountain.
"Zhang Yang, I know what you are thinking, but I would like to advise you. That Ye Chen can seriously injure the fire phoenix lizard is by no means an ordinary person. He may be the direct disciple of a certain elder in the sect, not us. You can afford to provoke him." Han Man looked at Zhang Yang with a gloomy face, and kindly reminded him that it was none of his business whether he would listen or not.
"I understand, Brother Man taught you a lesson." Zhang Yang said with a grateful face, but he was not convinced in his heart.
"Zhang Yang, after so many years of friendship, I know you are a little clever, but you have to use it in the right place and don't capsize the boat in the gutter." Han Man warned again and then said. "I fought with that beast and suffered some injuries. I need to find a quiet place to rest, so we'd better get out of here as soon as possible,"
The other people in the team also looked a little tired and lonely. This time the hunt for the Fire Phoenix Lizard could be said to be a disastrous failure. Not only did one of their companions die, but in the end they gained nothing.
After a while, they found a safe area.
Han Man leaned against a big stone and looked at his injured arm. It was bloody and bloody, and even the bones were broken.
He took out the golden medicine he carried with him and applied it on his broken arm. He was secretly surprised, who was Ye Chen? Although he only has the eighth level of cultivation, he is able to use the sect's secret skill of Wandering Dragon Body Technique, and his sword skills are also very good. He is really a strange young man.
Han Man knew very well that if Ye Chen hadn't appeared, it would have been impossible for him to kill the Fire Phoenix Lizard. If that were the case, maybe everyone would be buried in the mountains today.
He was at the ninth level of opening meridians, and he began to circulate spiritual energy and cooperate with the golden sore medicine to repair the injury.
The body of the Fire Phoenix Lizard was so big that Ye Chen couldn't take it all away.
So he summoned the Mirage Sword and first peeled off the entire skin of the Fire Phoenix Lizard. In addition, he cut off the teeth and four sharp claws, put them into the Qiankun Bag, and finally took out the inner elixir of the monster beast.
Ye Chen looked at the sky and saw that the sun was setting. There were many monsters in the beast forest, and there were many dangers at night, so he had to find a safe place to stay as soon as possible.
"stretch!"
The sound of a bow string trembling clearly sounded in the silent mountain forest.
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly as he felt a fierce murderous aura attacking his head from behind.
He quickly used the Wandering Dragon Body Technique, moved his whole body sideways, and an arrow hit the big rock next to him with a bang, causing the feathers to tremble.
Not far away, a short, dark-faced young man was holding a long bow and looking at Ye Chen indifferently.
At the same time, several warriors walked out from other directions. They were Zhang Yang and Zhang Chuan whom they had met before, and several others whom they had met during the day.
Looking at a few people, Ye Chen asked coldly. "I don't know how many of you, what does this mean?"
"Boy, there's no need to be pretentious anymore. Leave your Qiankun bag and the sword in your hand." Zhang Yang held a sword and looked at Ye Chen with a cold expression.
"What if I don't stay?" Ye Chen's eyes flashed with coldness. He had just saved them during the day, but he didn't expect that they would now turn to kill him. He was really ungrateful.
Ye Chen looked around and found that Han Man did not appear. After thinking about it for a moment, Ye Chen understood that these people were probably acting secretly and wanted to kill people and seize the treasure.
This fire phoenix lizard's inner elixir was what Ye Chen was going to use to break through the ninth spiritual vein. How dare these people come to snatch it? Then don't blame yourself for being cruel.
These people were so ungrateful. Just for a few spiritual stones, they actually wanted to kill their own savior. This made Ye Chen understand what it means to have a sinister heart.
Thinking about this, Ye Chen turned around and ran away without saying a word.
Whoosh
The silver arrow flew out like a silver horse, very fast.
Running and jumping, Ye Chen used the dragon movement technique to dodge continuously. His speed was basically not affected at all, and he avoided the attack of the arrows.
"Chase me." Zhang Yang gave an order, and everyone under his command immediately dispersed and chased Ye Chen in an encirclement manner.
"Kick, kick, kick."
Speeding through the forest, Ye Chen was as fast as a leopard, with sharp movements. With the dragon movement technique, even Zhang Yang, who was at the ninth level of opening the pulse, could only keep up with his speed.
Only the warrior who was shooting arrows in secret made Ye Chen have to be careful, because the strength of this archer was also at the ninth level.
"Damn, running so fast."
Zhang Yang's face was ashen, and in his sight, Ye Chen's figure became farther and farther away, becoming increasingly blurry.
Although he is a warrior at the ninth level of opening meridians, he is not good at body speed.
In a hidden bush, Ye Chen stopped. In his perception, Zhang Yang and those people should not be able to catch up in a short time.
Among these five or six people, only Zhang Yang and the archer are at the ninth level of opening meridians, and the other warriors are only at the eighth level. Maybe I can defeat them all. Thinking of this, Ye Chen's eyes flashed with cold light.
Since the other party came to kill him, Ye Chen would not be polite.
Soon Ye Chen felt someone approaching. After locking the other person's position, he hid his body and touched it carefully.
"It's his grandma's fault. A boy with an eighth-level pulse opening is actually so difficult to deal with."
A short, middle-aged warrior was walking in the forest, holding a long knife in his hand and cursing.
"hiss."
Suddenly, the thin middle-aged warrior stopped suddenly and fixed his gaze on a big tree in front of him. There was a python as thick as a bowl with a long beard, staring closely at him.
With a cold snort from the corner of his mouth, the short warrior rushed over, the sword flashed past, and the python's head was thrown into the air and rolled into the distance.
At this moment, he felt a strong and dangerous aura, and the hairs on his back stood on end. He immediately instinctively swung his knife and slashed behind him.
"Qiang."
The sound of Jin Yi's collision resounded in the silent woods. The thin man felt like the world was spinning, and then he saw a headless body standing there, with a small hairy head standing next to him.
Ye Chen looked at the warrior in front of him whose head was cut off by his sword, and then looked at the Mirage Sword in his hand. He felt very emotional in his heart. The magic weapon was extraordinary. Not only did he cut off the opponent's weapon with one sword, but he also The other party's head was also chopped off.
Ye Chen didn't stop and quickly left here to continue the next hunt.
Unconsciously, the night was already deep, and suddenly a thunder streaked across the sky, followed by heavy rain, and the jungle was shrouded in darkness.
"puff."
The Mirage Sword once again cut the throat of an eighth-level warrior. Looking at the dead warrior, the expressionless Ye Chen said coldly. "The hunt has only just begun."
"God damn it, why did it rain at this time?"
His clothes and hair were completely soaked, and Zhang Yang was becoming more and more irritable.
I originally thought that he was just a fledgling boy who could be easily killed, but unexpectedly he was escaped by the other party.
"stretch."
The trembling sound of the bowstring was inconspicuous in the pouring rain. Ye Chen stamped his feet and flew back, dodging the hidden arrows. He took out the long sword from the Qiankun bag and injected spiritual energy into the sword body. A cold light flashed past, and the sword was long. The sword flew towards the warrior.
The warrior noticed the flying sword and quickly dodged. He barely managed to avoid the flying sword. Just as he stabilized his body, Ye Chen had already slashed at him with a sword. The warrior had no other choice but to raise his sword to block.
The sword light flashed, and I saw that the warrior's sword had been cut off, and his body was divided into two. He fell on the grass. Looking at the body, Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and he sneered in his mouth, and then disappeared into the dark night. , continue to look for the next prey.
"stretch."
The trembling sound of the bowstring resounded in the dark woods. Zhang Yang, as a ninth-level warrior with open meridians and sensitive six senses, instinctively took a step to the side.
"puff."
A silver-white arrow shot into the soil and stuck beside him, its feathers still trembling.
"This is... a silver iron arrow."
Zhang Yang's eyes trembled and he looked towards the direction where the arrow was shot. He saw a young man in green clothes holding a long bow on the branch of a big tree, staring at him coldly.
"It was you, you killed Zhang Ping."
Zhang Yang's eyes were cold and murderous, because Zhang Ping was his cousin. Unexpectedly, his cousin was already dead before the property was snatched.
"Snapped."
Ye Chen jumped down from the tree, rain splashing under his feet, and said with a sneer. "Don't worry, I will send you down to reunite."
Zhang Yang looked at Ye Chen and said coldly. "Are you brave, kid? If you don't run away, you're here to seek death."
Ye Chen walked towards Zhang Yang, raindrops pattered on his body, the corners of his mouth curved, and he said with a smile. "If you guys didn't separate, but got together, maybe I wouldn't have a chance of winning, but now you are the only one, I will kill you like a dog."
"Hahaha... Even a warrior at the eighth level of opening a pulse dares to speak so brazenly." Zhang Yang looked up to the sky and laughed, saying with murderous intent in his eyes. "You little bastard, I will make you die an ugly death."
The cold-tempered Zhang Yang didn't care about his cousin's murder.
Holding an iron gun in his hand, Zhang Yang's body was full of murderous intent, and his cold connotation carried a sense of coercion.
Ye Chen held the Mirage Sword in his hand and was fully alert, and his whole body was ready for battle.
"Take my shot."
Zhang Yang suddenly rushed out, the iron spear piercing the air, making a whistling sound of wind, and under the infusion of spiritual energy, the iron spear glowed dimly.
"Crack, snap, snap."
The speed of this shot was so fast that the rainwater was bounced away. The shadow of the gun was like a dragon, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
Ye Chen stepped on the Wandering Dragon Body Technique, turned his body, and slashed out with the Mirage Sword.
"Qiang."
The Mirage Sword touched the opponent's iron gun, and a majestic force was transmitted, making Ye Chen feel the sword body trembling, the tiger's mouth numb, and he retreated five or six meters in a row before releasing the huge force.
