Zi Chen, who had 20% of his energy remaining, met a person of the same level in his heyday. If it were in the outside world, Zi Chen could completely ignore the existence of the same level.
But in the extreme battlefield, Zi Chen must protect every living creature.
"You want to kill me." Zi Chen looked at the other person warily.
"If I don't kill you, why don't I wait for you to kill me?" The man in black sneered.
Zi Chen said in confusion: "Why should I kill you? I am here to kill foreigners."
There was a hint of astonishment on the face of the man in black. He looked Zi Chen up and down. After a moment, he laughed and said, "It turns out that he is a rookie who has just entered the battlefield of the Extinct Territory. He should have never even been to a human gathering place."
"We're about to go, it should be right." Zi Chen pointed to the front and said.
The man in black smiled coldly and said, "The direction is indeed right, but unfortunately, you will never get there."
"Why." Zi Chen asked again.
"Because you have to die." The man in black gradually walked forward and finally reached the attack range.
With murderous intent flashing in his eyes, he slashed at Zi Chen with his sword very quickly.
"Peng."
Zi Chen only had time to hold the spear in front of him before he was slashed away by a sword, knocking the spear out of his hand.
Seeing Zi Chen who was so vulnerable that he flew backwards, the seventh-level realm man smiled indifferently and was about to step forward to kill the opponent. Suddenly, his pupils shrank and a light appeared in his eyes.
A flash of shining sword light passed in front of him. The sword was so fast and swift that the seventh-level realm had no time to react and could only subconsciously tilt his body to the side.
"puff."
The sword flashed across, and an arm flew up. Zi Chen counterattacked and chopped off the opponent's left arm.
The seventh-level realm was so angry that he wished he could swallow Zi Chen alive. When he looked at Zi Chen, he had already fallen to the ground first. The previous stabbing had used up 20% of the remaining energy in his body.
He tried his best to attack but failed to kill the opponent. Zi Chen's eyes were full of regret and despair.
After simply bandaging the wound, the Seventh Level Realm stared at Zi Chen who fell to the ground and said bitterly: "They say that everyone who comes in here has a bad time. It seems to be true. If it weren't for my quick reaction, I'm afraid I would have died. Under your sword."
Zi Chen slowly climbed up, leaned against the roots of a dead tree, and said sarcastically: "Don't tell me about your quick reflexes. That's just because you're lucky."
The man in black was not angry after hearing this, but nodded and said seriously: "Yes, that blow just now was indeed unexpected, but do you know that in this extreme battlefield, luck is also an important factor in determining life and death."
"I didn't know before, but now I know clearly." Zi Chen gasped and looked very weak.
At this moment, there was no energy in his body, so he naturally had no ability to fight back.
Looking at the human beings in front of him like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, the man in black slowly stepped forward, and the sword in his hand began to shine. Zi Chen struggled a few times to get up, but failed. He could only look at the man in black, helpless. Said: "I'm in bad luck, please give me a good time."
"Don't worry, I'll strike quickly." The other party smiled ferociously, and the long sword in his hand was already stabbing Zi Chen.
Zi Chen closed his eyes.
"Uh-huh."
The long sword stopped one meter away from Zi Chen, and a murderous intent swept through him. Zi Chen's black hair was flying due to the sword energy.
The long sword did not continue to strike. Zi Chen, who was waiting for death, opened his eyes in confusion and saw a ferocious smiling face.
"Die." Before Zi Chen could say anything, the long sword shook slightly, and a powerful aura was released. The next moment, the long sword was like lightning, piercing Zi Chen's eyebrows.
Zi Chen's doubtful eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, and a golden lightning suddenly rushed out from the center of his eyebrows, heading towards the sea of consciousness in the seventh realm.
The speed of the golden lightning was much faster than the blade of the sword, and it disappeared in a flash.
The sword edge is still moving forward, and the murderous intention is constantly surging. If this blow is carried out, Zi Chen will definitely die.
But when the tip of the sword was still an inch away from Zi Chen's eyebrows, it suddenly stopped. The man in black's eyes widened, and the vitality in his eyes gradually disappeared.
The golden light flashed and returned to Zi Chen's sea of consciousness again. His dull eyes were filled with brilliance. Looking at the long sword that was already approaching his eyebrows, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.
Fortunately, he still won.
His fingers touched the sword's edge lightly, and the sword's edge began to tremble. The man in black's body fell sideways due to the trembling of the sword's edge.
With 20% of his strength left, Zi Chen could only hit one blow with all his strength. This was planned before, and this blow might not be able to kill the opponent.
Sure enough, Zi Chen guessed that no one who could survive in the extreme battlefield was weak.
When his sword was blocked with all his strength, Zi Chen devised a second plan, which was to show weakness to the enemy and use his spiritual thoughts to decide life and death at the last moment.
The opponent was indeed very cautious. The sword stopped one meter away, just waiting for Zi Chen's back-up move. But who was Zi Chen? He came out of the corpse mountain and sea of blood, and his scheming was no weaker than the opponent's.
So, just when the other party thought that Zi Chen had relaxed all vigilance, Zi Chen launched the attack in an instant.
Leaning over the opponent and groping for a while, Zi Chen only found two spiritual crystals. He was a little depressed at the moment: "You only have two spiritual crystals. You only have two spiritual crystals on your body and you dare to come out to kill people. You can't even save a person." There are no bags."
Zi Chen looked very dissatisfied, thinking that he had killed a fat sheep, but he didn't expect that he was just a poor man.
There was nothing valuable on the opponent, only an unsheathed long sword that looked good, and his clothes were also good, but Zi Chen didn't have a hobby of taking off people's clothes.
Picking up the long sword and carrying it behind his back, Zi Chen suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he immediately walked towards the big tree in front of him. The man in black just appeared from behind this big tree.
Sure enough, Zi Chen found a leather baggage behind the tree. The baggage was a little bulging, and it should contain a lot of things.
Zi Chen picked up the bundle and returned to the root of the tree before unpacking it.
There was a pile of bones in the bag, which should have been picked out from some kind of beast. Zi Chen didn't recognize any of them, so he thought they might be useful, so he put them directly into the storage bag.
In addition, there is a small baggage in this baggage, which contains some hard things. After Zi Chen opened it, he saw some biltong inside. In addition, there were two gourds. One gourd had It's as big as a palm, and the other one is much bigger.
Zi Chen was already very hungry at this moment, so he grabbed biltong and started chewing it.
Ignoring the food in his mouth, he opened the big gourd. It was filled with water, which was ordinary but very pure. Zi Chen also took a sip.
The second palm-sized gourd contained some sap, probably more than thirty servings.
This can be considered a windfall.
Other than that, Zi Chen didn't find anything about maps.
However, these gains are really not small.
After eating and drinking enough, the energy in Zi Chen's body gradually recovered. Because there was no high energy content in the food, Zi Chen's recovery was very slow.
In desperation, Zi Chen had no choice but to take out a piece of spiritual crystal and refine it until the energy was restored to 30%.
Looking at the last spiritual crystal in his hand, Zi Chen finally gave up the idea of refining it immediately. At 30% of the power, if he used it sparingly and was more careful, it would still be enough.
Thinking about how he once had endless power to squander, and then thinking about how he was scrambling for 10% of his energy now, Zi Chen could only shake his head and smile bitterly.
With energy that barely reached 40%, Zi Chen headed north again. The man in black had already said that Zi Chen was going in the right direction, and it was impossible for the other party to lie about this kind of thing.
Not long after Zi Chen left, roots emerged from the roots of the dead tree where he had been leaning. These roots entangled the dead man's body one by one, dragging him into the soil.
It turned out that it was not completely dead, but for some reason it did not attack Zi Chen.
For the next whole day, Zi Chen encountered no danger, and the energy in his body slowly returned to 50%.
After a night of silence, Zichen continued on the road the next day.
However, Zi Chen encountered danger the next day. As he fought along the way, Zi Chen gradually received more wounds, and the energy consumption was also huge.
After that, in order to save as much strength as possible, Zi Chen reduced some of his movement and dodges, and instead took the initiative to get injured in order to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.
During this period, Zi Chen killed several black mice and found some small particles from their bodies. The particles contained some energy, but the effect was only slightly better than tree sap, and could not compare with spiritual crystals at all.
Once again, Zi Chen's consumption was far greater than his gain. The food, drinking water and tree sap he had obtained after killing the man in black were all consumed by Zi Chen in the past few days. In the end, Zi Chen became Empty.
It's just that his storage bag was filled with some fur and bones.
He didn't know if these things were useful or not, but he just put them away in a hurry.
In this way, Zi Chen miraculously walked forward for another ten days. During this period, there were numerous wounds of various sizes all over his body. If it weren't for his strong recovery power, Zi Chen might have died long ago.
Another night, Zi Chen found a black wolf. He was not big in size and looked like a big dog, but his eyes, which seemed to glow green at night, were full of killing intent.
Zi Chen looked around cautiously, and at the same time released his spiritual sense to investigate. He was afraid that what was coming was not just one wolf, but a group of wolves.
Fortunately, Zi Chen was very lucky this time, and only one lone wolf came.
So, one man and one wolf began to fight to the death.
There was no trace of energy left in Zi Chen's body. The next battle relied entirely on the strength of his body. He slashed with the long knife in his hand, and sometimes swung his fist to hit the black wolf's head.
Zi Chen gradually gained scratches and even some teeth marks on his body, but in the end Zi Chen won and killed Hei Lang.
However, he really didn't have the strength to dissect the black wolf, so he could only pick it up with a spear and continue heading north.
This time, the God of Luck began to favor Zi Chen, and when it was getting brighter, Zi Chen finally saw a towering city wall.
"Human gathering place." Zi Chen's tired eyes glowed again, and an unknown force from where came into Zi Chen's body. He was carrying the black wolf, with the dragon thorn and long sword on his back, and on his waist Holding the black knife, he walked step by step towards the gathering place of humans.
But the inner strength of Wangshan Running to Death was not enough for Zi Chen to reach the gathering place of humans. His vision was blurry and he might fall down at any time.
But he still persisted and headed towards the gathering place step by step.
With strong will, Zi Chen finally walked to the foot of the tall city wall, only a hundred meters away from the gate guarded by the guards.
"Peng."
Zi Chen could no longer hold on, fell down, and passed out.