"We, warriors, cannot ignore death without rescuing someone!"
Nie Yuan resolutely rushed forward.
He had just obtained a high-quality human-level war sword, and he was now full of confidence.
"Follow me!"
Ye Han shook his head and followed behind Zhao Yijian and He Qingfeng.
After walking only five hundred meters through the forest, I saw the jungle was stained with blood and the fighting was fierce.
More than a dozen demon corpses were lying on the ground, and eight demons were surrounding a man and a woman without fear of death. Judging from the clothes of those two people, they should be outer disciples of the Samsara Academy.
"Brother, save me!"
The woman screamed, her shoulder was covered in blood, and her arm was almost torn off by the demon.
The male disciple shouted loudly, thrust out his sword, and rescued the woman at the last moment.
Unfortunately, the situation of the battle took a turn at this moment. After all, he was besieged by eight demons. The man was momentarily distracted and was punched hard in the back by one of the demons. He stumbled to the ground and was on the verge of death.
"What should I do, Senior Brother Ouyang, I don't want to die, what should I do?" The female disciple Liu Shen Wuzhu burst into tears.
"Help...help!"
The man who fell to the ground looked desperate.
"kill!"
Nie Yuan's voice suddenly sounded, he rushed forward and struck out with his sword at the critical moment.
The demon continued to attack the man, and its arms flew out with a click.
"You evil beast, die."
Nie Yuan shouted, and another sword came out.
The devil's blood spattered out, and Nie Yuan's sword penetrated his body, killing him on the spot.
Compared to the demon who was nearly exhausted, Nie Yuan was simply menacing and domineering.
laugh!
The sword body was drawn out, causing a stream of blood to splash down.
"Ah...what are you doing?"
The female disciple screamed and was splashed with a lot of blood. She stared at Nie Yuan: "Don't you have eyes?"
"Hey, sorry."
Nie Yuan smiled and hurriedly rushed to kill another demon.
Ye Han and others also took action, and the eight demons were killed on the spot within a moment.
These demons are still very strong in comparison, but the battle consumes a lot of money, otherwise Nie Yuan may not be able to win against one of them alone.
Eight demons were killed, and the two people who were rescued finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like they had just walked away from the edge of hell.
"I don't know, senior brother, what do you call senior sister?"
Nie Yuan smiled and wiped the blood on his sword: "My name is Nie Yuan, they are..."
"Senior brother, look, this stinky handyman disciple has splashed blood all over me." Nie Yuan's voice was interrupted by the woman's yelling.
The man lying on the ground gasped and shook his head slightly: "Junior Sister, do you still have the Blood Pill?"
"Yes, Senior Brother Ouyang!"
The woman hurriedly took out a crystal bottle and poured out a round, blood-red pill.
The man who swallowed the elixir immediately meditated, adjusted his breath, circulated his energy, and gradually recovered a lot from his weak state.
Nie Yuan was silent on the side, somewhat in a dilemma. This was probably the first time he had experienced such a slightly embarrassing situation.
"Let's go, Nie Yuan!"
Ye Han glanced at the two people and said to Nie Yuan.
"Oh, good!" Nie Yuan turned around.
"Wait a minute!"
At this time, the man finally responded to Nie Yuan: "Your name is Nie Yuan?"
"Well, my name is Nie Yuan, and I am a handyman disciple of the academy. They are Ye Han, He Qingfeng, and Zhao Yijian. They all just joined the academy and they are here to do a mission this time." Nie Yuan responded immediately.
A gentle smile appeared on the man's face: "My name is Ouyang Zheng, and her name is Zhou Feng, remember?"
"Remember, Senior Brother Ouyang." Nie Yuan finally relaxed.
"Kneel down and apologize!"
At this time, the man who called himself Ouyang Zheng stood up slowly and suddenly uttered four words.
"What?"
Nie Yuan was stunned and didn't know why.
"Brother, that sword seems to be a top-grade human-level weapon." Zhou Feng leaned next to Ouyang Zheng.
"I also put down this sword as an apology to Junior Sister Zhou." Ouyang Zheng glanced at Nie Yuan's sword.
Nie Yuan's face was extremely stiff and he looked at Ouyang Zheng in disbelief: "Brother Ouyang, why should I apologize? We just saved you."
"Stinky boy, you've splattered blood all over me. How can I wash it off in less than half a month?" Zhou Feng's voice was sharp and disgusting.
"I said I didn't mean it!" Nie Yuan said.
Snap!!!
A loud slap came out.
Nie Yuan took two steps back, and half of his face became red and swollen.
"Smelly boy, how dare you talk back?" Zhou Feng glared at Nie Yuan.
"You hit me?" Nie Yuan stared at Zhou Feng.
"Junior sister hit you and dirty her hands. This is your blessing. You don't know how to live or die. Why don't you kneel down and apologize?" Ouyang Zheng walked out with a sneer, and three divine auras burst out between his body.
Nie Yuan's expression changed drastically. Invisible pressure came, more of which was spiritual pressure.
Triple divine power!
This kind of person is no match for a hundred Nie Yuan, and he would never dare to provoke him in his dreams.
"Senior Brother Ouyang, Senior Sister Zhou, and Nie Yuan didn't mean it either."
"Yes, since we are all disciples of the Reincarnation Academy, let him apologize and kneel down, right?"
He Qingfeng and Zhao Yijian hurriedly reconciled the situation and held Nie Yuan's shoulders, offering comfort and reminder.
Ouyang Zheng was in the third level of divine power. This kind of person was a ruthless figure among the outer disciples, and he was not something that he, the handyman disciples who had just entered the academy, could afford to offend.
"If you don't want to kneel down and apologize, you four useless handymen will sleep with these corpses." Ouyang Zheng's eyes were like lightning, breathtaking.
die!
Ye Han roared loudly, like a dragon roaring, deafening and deafening.
He can't bear it anymore!
Boom boom boom...!
A series of fists were fired continuously, and the storm never stopped.
In just three breaths, Ye Han fired at least a dozen punches. When the last punch landed, Ouyang Zheng screamed and lay on the ground struggling.
His chest was about to explode, his heart was cracked and there was insufficient blood supply, and he couldn't even lift any energy.
"How dare you take advantage of others' danger!"
"The following is a serious crime in the academy, a trash handyman, how dare you take action against me?" Ouyang Zheng roared furiously, his face painful and ferocious.
"Taking advantage of others' danger? Then do it again!"
Ye Han walked forward and punched Ouyang Zheng in disbelief.
Bang!!!
The man's heart was directly broken, and he died on the spot.
Is the third level of divine power useless?
If you dare to act arrogantly even before your injuries have recovered, you can just repay it elsewhere. In this Demon Ridge, it doesn't even matter if your father is the dean of Samsara Academy.
The people around him were completely dumbfounded. They never expected that Ye Han would commit murder.
"What do you mean, should you settle it yourself?" Ye Han glanced at Zhou Feng lightly.
Ouyang Zheng is dead. This Zhou Feng is nothing at all. He just barely reaches the realm of divine power. Even if he is not injured, Ye Han doesn't take it seriously.
"Please, Brother Ye Han, don't kill me!"
"Ouyang Zheng, this good-for-nothing, is dead because he didn't have eyesight."
"I'm different. I'm useful to you. I can be a cow or a horse. From now on, I will be your woman. You can do whatever you want..." Zhou Feng knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
After taking a few steps away in disgust, Ye Han looked at Nie Yuan who was in great discomfort: "Brother, do you decide whether this woman lives or dies?"
People always have to learn to grow up and bear the corresponding price for the choices they have made!
What Nie Yuan chooses is his own business.
But in Ye Han's case, Zhou Feng's fate was already doomed...