Chen Shen stretched out comfortably and said, "We don't have to run around anymore. I believe it won't be long before someone will bring a lot of hero flags to our door."
"This...I accept the order."
Although Qing Lao still has doubts in his heart, since Chen Shen has said so, he will implement it unconditionally.
In the next few days, the hero field almost became a cat and mouse place.
Those underground sects that were hiding in Tibet were picked out one by one by Deng Xianyang, and were either brutally exterminated, or succumbed to the despotic power of the Earth Crown Lord and allowed themselves to be manipulated.
So far, Deng Xianyang's Zhi Yangzong has captured thirty-three heroic flags.
Those dazzling golden flags were held by thirty-three masters of the Zhiyang Sect, and they were lined up behind Deng Xianyang.
The flag should dance like crazy and be spectacular!
"Hey, at this time in the past, the total number of hero flags I have captured has already exceeded forty."
"But now there are only thirty-three poles on the side. It seems that the rest were taken down by the Supreme Headmaster of Qingyun Sect, right?"
Deng Xianyang talked to himself carelessly.
What was riding under him was not an ordinary mysterious beast mount, but a human being——
Those poor women who had been betrayed by the sect in exchange for their lives were lying naked on the ground, forming a human seat.
Their eyes were extremely empty, like walking zombies who had been brainwashed and soul-destroyed. They were clearly suffering humiliation at this moment, but they still didn't know it...
"Supreme Headmaster, in fact, we already know the hiding place of Qingyun Sect. I also asked you for advice before, but you refused to look for it..."
After hearing the message from the young man behind him, Deng Xianyang slowly raised his head, glanced at the sky, and said calmly: "It's getting late, let everyone have a good rest first."
"Tomorrow is the last day before the heroes capture the flag battle ends."
"The good show should naturally be left at that time..."
"Tomorrow, you can feel the scene when Shuang Qing'er, a self-proclaimed and aloof woman, is enjoying herself on my crotch."
"There is also the supreme leader of Qingyun Sect, Chen Shen."
"What will that kid look like when he realizes that I am a nightmare that he cannot defeat no matter what? Hehe, hehehehehe..."
When the young man from Zhi Yangzong caught a glimpse of the smile on Deng Xianyang's lips from the side, he couldn't help but feel chills all over his body and hurriedly bowed and retreated.
Early the next morning, light rain began to fall on the prairie where Chen Shen was.
The rising sun is blocked behind dark clouds, and no matter how hard it struggles, it never reveals its true appearance.
"Uh-huh~ Is it another beautiful and relaxing day?"
After sleeping on a crooked neck tree for the whole night, Wang Dao, who was also the sentry, stretched out, took out the wine gourd hanging from his waist and took a sip, then smashed his mouth: "Oh~ this is already...
It’s the last day of the Capture the Flag Battle.”
"I really don't know why the Supreme Headmaster suddenly changed his strategy and asked us all to wait here?"
"Can we wait for the heroic flag? Really. No, I have to persuade him..."
Just as Wang Dao was about to jump off the tree trunk, he was stunned by the power of the mysterious energy that he suddenly felt, and his eyes widened: "Huh? That direction... there is such a strong evil spirit!"
"Whoops~"
At this moment, a sharp arrow of mysterious energy shot toward Wang Dao's forehead.
When he first looked at it, the fire-powered arrow seemed to be ten miles away from him.
But when Wang Dao focused his eyes, he found that the strange white fire was very close to him!
"not good!"
He was startled and hurriedly turned his head to avoid——
"puff!"
The next moment, a white flaming arrow whizzed past his left ear, instantly burning the thick body-protecting profound energy around his ear.
Along with this, the entire flesh of the left ear was burned red!
If he had dodged a little slower, Wang Dao might have been killed by the white rocket...
For a moment, the young man was stunned: with his cultivation at the peak of the four-star Xuanzong realm, he was almost killed with an arrow?
Even if he had faced off against those five- and six-star Xuanzong realm players in many previous battles, he would not have been so embarrassed!
"Huh? Not bad, you can actually escape the rockets I randomly popped up."
"Boy, you can save your life now. Go ahead and report the news to your Supreme Leader."
"Tell him that Deng Xianyang, the crown prince of the earth, is here. If he doesn't want to die, he will crawl over on his knees to pick him up!"
"I, wait for him here..."
When waves of sound came into his ears, Wang Dao raised his eyes and saw a young man in a brocade robe lying suspended in the air, holding a diamond-shaped lantern in his hand.
Supporting him were actually more than a dozen naked women who looked like zombies?
"Why are you still standing there? Didn't you hear what our Headmaster said?"
"That's right, you're looking for death!"
Everyone in Zhi Yangzong shouted.
Deng Xianyang also said lazily: "Oh, by the way, let me add one more thing: If your supreme master does not dare to come, you can escape if you want."
"Anyway, I like to play the game of cat and mouse the most, hehehehe... hahahahahaha!"
His smile was as arrogant as ever.
"hateful!"
Wang Dao gritted his teeth tightly. If he were alone, he would really want to rush forward and fight with the opponent at this moment!
But at this moment, he understood that he was also a sentinel, and his first reaction when encountering an enemy was not to rush forward and fight him, but to quickly bring the news back to the sect so that everyone could be prepared.
Wang Dao took a sharp breath, suppressed the urge in his heart to rush forward and fight to the death with the opponent, turned around and left.
After that, Deng Xianyang waited and waited for a moment, but still no one came. He couldn't help but narrowed his eyes: "Hey, it seems that that coward Chen Shen chose to run away?"
"Little ones, the game of cat and mouse has begun, come with me!"
"Ho ho ho ho..."
The Zhiyang sect members shouted in unison and flew towards the dense forest deep in the prairie.
It didn't take long for Deng Xianyang to find what he called the "rat."
But at this moment, it seems that this rat... doesn't seem to be as bad as imagined——
I saw people from the Qingyun Sect, the Vajra Sect, the Zhenfenglei Sect, and the Frost Rain Sect all gathered here on a small square mile of empty grassland at the core of the dense forest.
One of them, wearing a white shirt, was riding astride a leopard beast. He seemed to sense the strong murderous intent in the air, and slowly raised his head, with a faint and calm smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"Oh, has the person who sent the flag finally appeared? He came really slowly."
This situation made Deng Xianyang and everyone in the Zhiyang Sect behind him stunned. They were unexpected.
"Is that kid so stunned? When he saw us, he actually said he was the one who delivered the flag?"
"Damn, this guy is tired of living!"
If they hadn't seen many heroic flags planted firmly on the grass behind Chen Shen, these Zhiyangzong racers would definitely have asked for help, vying to kill Chen Shen and show off their majesty.