Zi Chen was waiting for the lucky number to jump violently, but unexpectedly he only saw the number change, and his lucky points only increased a little.
"How is this possible? If you are lucky, you can find this place."
Seeing that the luck points were no longer increasing, a look of astonishment appeared on Zi Chen's face. Moreover, as the leader, how could the opponent only have one starting point of luck points.
But thinking about it carefully, Zi Chen can understand. After all, he is surrounded by a group of monks, and he does not need to do anything personally. Xu Tong has never participated in a serious battle. After discovering this place, he just sat down on the ground. breakthrough.
From the beginning to the end, it can be said that Xu Tong never made a move or killed anyone before being killed by Zi Chen.
"How is it? It's a great harvest, isn't it?" Wu Xie shouted loudly from a distance.
"It's very big." Zi Chen didn't know what to say. Only he knew the pain.
"What should I do now? Can you still fight?" Wu Xie asked again.
Zi Chen looked back at the black-robed war spirit standing indifferently, and then at the light ball above his head that was slowly moving like water. As long as he killed the war spirit, he could get the light ball, so this battle was inevitable, so He said calmly: "There is no problem in fighting, but I just don't know if I can kill him."
"I'm afraid we have to rely on you in this battle, and we won't be able to survive." Wu Xie said with a bitter smile from a distance.
As it goes deeper, the strength of the war spirits will become stronger and stronger, slowly approaching the third level, and it will be very difficult to deal with them.
Zi Chen took a deep breath and said, "It doesn't matter, leave this battle to me."
After saying that, Zi Chen did not fight immediately. Since the black-robed war spirit did not take the initiative, he did not mind adjusting his breath first. The most important thing was to recover some of the armor that had just been lost.
While Zi Chen was adjusting his breath, the black-robed war spirit kept staring at Zi Chen, and there seemed to be occasional bright lights in his indifferent eyes.
Zi Chen, who was cross-legged, stood up, his energy and energy restored to its peak state, and the dull armor on his body also reappeared.
Zi Chen held the long knife and looked at the black-robed war spirit in front of him with a solemn expression.
It seemed that because of Zi Chen's attention, the black-robed war spirit held the scabbard in his hand tighter.
In the distance, Wu Xie and others no longer advanced, but stood at a safe distance and quietly watched the ensuing battle.
Although there is not much difference between the realms of the black-robed war spirit and Xu Tong, they are obviously not on the same level, and the black-robed war spirit is stronger.
Shangguan Hong's beautiful eyes flashed, full of worry, but at this moment, she naturally couldn't say anything to stop Zi Chen, and the same was true for Dong Qing, so she could only silently cheer for Zi Chen.
Others were standing in front and behind, and a few of them stopped before they were defeated by the war spirits.
With a heavy breath, a powerful wave was released from Zi Chen's body. The thunder wings on his back appeared immediately, and gold and silver lights also appeared on his body.
From the very beginning, Zi Chen showed his strongest tactics. It was obvious that Zi Chen felt tremendous pressure from the black-robed war spirit. He was indeed much more difficult to deal with than Xu Tong.
As the aura on his body surged, the black-robed war spirit in front of Zi Chen also moved. Green veins appeared on his arms. His hand holding the scabbard tightened, and his right hand also rested on the scabbard. A powerful aura was released subsequently.
The black-robed war spirit stared at Zi Chen indifferently, and then took a step forward. The knife in his hand had not yet been unsheathed, but there was still a huge pressure on Zi Chen's heart, which made Zi Chen's breathing become much heavier.
At this moment, everyone in the distance saw that between Zi Chen and the black-robed war spirit, there were two auras that were constantly stalemate.
That was the aura released invisibly, or it could be said to be the aura of their respective powers. The battle hadn't started yet, but the auras still started to fight with each other.
Fortunately, the auras of both of them are currently in a sharp state, and they are about the same.
Zi Chen also held the long knife in his hand tightly, and then stepped out with one step. Like a giant stepping hard on the earth, the earth suddenly shook and a rumbling trembling sound was heard.
In front, the black-robed war spirit remained motionless, glaring coldly at Zi Chen as he took a step forward.
"boom."
The ground shook again, Zi Chen took another step, and the auras that were stuck together began to collide violently at this moment, because when the earth shook, a stone was accidentally shaken, and the stone fell on the aura. The glued place turned into powder with a pop.
Zi Chen's power has been mobilized to the limit. Every time he takes a step forward, he needs to stare at the pressure of the black-robed war spirit, which requires a lot of strength, but his eyes are staring at the black-robed war spirit.
Zi Chen was moving forward step by step, and the ground shook with every step he took, and the distance between the two of them was slowly getting closer.
Finally...we were within Zi Chen's attack range.
"die."
A low shout came from Zi Chen's mouth, and the golden and silver light released from his body converged towards the long knife in his right hand like a tide.
The lines carved on the long knife were instantly illuminated by the light of gold and silver, exuding the color of gold and silver. The long knife itself, which was originally pitch black, was also forged with gold and silver water, releasing a bright light.
"Roar."
A deep roar also sounded at this moment, and the blade-gold-eyed beast also emerged. Its body was as if it were made of gold and silver, and its eyes were glowing with gold and silver, and they also exuded a cold luster.
After roaring lowly at the black-robed war spirit, it turned into a ray of light and penetrated the long knife. However, the already bright long knife suddenly became brighter in the next moment, and a more violent aura came from it. spread out.
"Behead with one knife."
Zi Chen's loud shouts also rang out from the sky and the earth, and a bolt of golden and silver light shot out from the long sword, slashing hard at the black-robed war spirit in front of him.
The moment he took action, the aura on Zi Chen's side undoubtedly surged, and he was completely at an overwhelming advantage, drowning out the aura of the black-robed war spirit.
At this moment, the aura of the black-robed war spirit was completely compressed, like a helpless lamb, waiting for the ambush of a strong wolf figure.
Of course, this is just a comparison of breaths. In fact, when the black-robed war spirit faced Zi Chen's attack, his face remained calm and his eyes remained cold.
He was still taking one step forward, still holding one hand on the handle of the knife, but the only difference was that veins appeared on the back of his hand that was resting on the handle of the knife, and he grabbed it with all his strength. The hilt of the knife, and then slowly pulled out the long knife.
An extremely dazzling light appeared from the long sword, and as the long sword was pulled out one inch, the light shining between heaven and earth was an inch stronger, and in this powerful light, there was also a fierce sword intention.
The intention of this sword is wreaking havoc in the world, as if it is telling everyone that I will kill everything and destroy everything.
When the long sword was halfway drawn out, the dazzling light and stimulation made everyone cry. However, neither Zi Chen who was fighting nor Wu Xie and others who were not fighting closed their eyes. They let tears fall from the corners of their eyes. , but still stared straight ahead.
"Qiang."
The long sword was unsheathed, the resounding sound of the sword resounded throughout the world, and a dazzling light appeared in this world.
At this moment, everyone closed their eyes subconsciously because the knife was too bright, and the moment they closed their eyes, a scene appeared in everyone's mind.
The shining and dazzling sword light flashed directly upwards. The gold and silver light was like paper or water, being separated by the sword light.
At the end of the sword light, there was a bright figure, but this figure instantly became dim, just like the blue sky turned into night, and the white light turned into pitch black, and flew out of everyone's sight.
"Zi Chen."
The moment he closed his eyes, tears welled up in his eyes. Everyone who saw the scene just shouted out the name almost in unison, with some heartbreaking flavor in their voices.
Because, the figure that turned from bright to dark and then flew out was none other than Zi Chen.
The dazzling light between heaven and earth only lasted for a moment, and when everyone roared, the space returned to normal again.
Everyone opened their eyes again and looked ahead with blurry tearful eyes. They saw the black-robed war spirit standing tall and straight there. He was holding the scabbard in his left hand and his right hand was behind his back. His eyes were cold and indifferent, looking at somewhere ahead.
Where the black-robed war spirit looked, there was a large human-shaped pit. Next to the pit, a long black knife fell.
The long knife has long been dull, as if it has experienced the baptism of endless years, except for some rust growing on it.
"Zi Chen."
Wu Xie and others looked at the large human-shaped pit, their hearts trembled, and then they subconsciously rushed in that direction.
Immediately afterwards, rays of light flashed, and war spirits appeared one after another, standing in front of them.
"roll."
Everyone shouted loudly, but this war spirit was a powerful being with real value. How could it be killed by just shouting loudly?
The war begins again.
While everyone was fighting the enemy, they looked anxiously at the large human-shaped pit. They eagerly wanted to know Zi Chen's life and death, and they also desperately hoped that a human figure would reappear there.
Time passed by minute by minute, but there was no movement in the big pit.
"Could he be killed like this?" Wu Xie and others felt unbelievable. He did not believe that Zi Chen, who always surprised people, would be killed with a single sword.
Under normal circumstances, he should be the one to kill with one blow.
"Impossible, Zi Chen must not be dead." Tears flowed out of Shangguan Hong's eyes. This time it was no longer caused by the glare of the light, but by the sadness in his heart.
Not far away, Dong Qing also turned her head, and transparent teardrops fell on the ground at her feet. She also shed tears.
Valve Wei and the others stared blankly ahead, forgetting to fight back.
A dirty palm suddenly appeared on the edge of the pit, and then another palm. As the two palms exerted force, an embarrassed figure appeared above the human-shaped pit.
"Bah, this sword is really powerful." Then, a familiar voice came into everyone's ears.