It turned out that Feite just caught Zi Chen in the name of robbery, took his things and then worked for him, but he didn't expect Zi Chen to be so smart, and their identities were revealed after just two sentences.
At this moment, the difference in combat power between the two sides was so big that Zi Chen was like a turtle in a urn. Fit nodded and admitted that he was indeed here just for Zi Chen.
The message clearly stated that as long as Zi Chen had the long-thorn weapon on his body, it would not matter whether he was alive or dead.
Under this situation, Feite didn't want Zi Chen to die. After all, the human city had not been taken back yet. Zi Chen, who was both a blacksmith and an alchemist, played a great role in this area.
At the very least, it can condense 30% armor-breaking weapons, which is not comparable to that useless person on my side.
Feite waved his hand, and everyone gathered around him. The armor-piercing weapons in his hands flashed with cold light. He planned to surround and kill them.
Facing those armor-piercing weapons with cold light and the huge disparity in combat power between the two sides, Zi Chen's expression remained calm. He looked at Feit and said: "Since you are here to find me, it is obviously a personal grudge. Why let others die?"
Feite was startled, what did this mean?
Others also looked puzzled.
"Personal grievances should be resolved individually. You two will join forces and I will deal with both of you alone."
Hearing Zi Chen's explanation, everyone's faces immediately showed a look of astonishment, and everyone looked at Zi Chen as if they were a fool.
If you dare to challenge two early-level eighth-level players at the same time in the seventh-level mid-level, it’s because you took the wrong medicine or your head was squeezed by a door.
You must know that this is an extremist battlefield, not the Zhanwu Continent. Even in the Zhanwu Continent, the two people's chances of winning are as high as 90%.
"Two adults, this kid is really arrogant, why don't I take him down first, teach him a lesson, and then hand him over to the two adults for punishment." A voice sounded from the crowd, it was the thin man who had just led the way. He looked at Zi Chen His eyes were full of disdain.
"That's fine, as long as he doesn't die." Feit nodded, preparing to let this person test Zi Chen's strength.
You must know that almost all people who arrive here are fools. If the other party dares to speak arrogantly, they should have someone to rely on.
"Spread out." The thin man ordered, a sinister smile flashed across his face, and he waved his hands outward.
Everyone dispersed in response and stood watching the show from a distance, with some people cheering and shouting.
"You also disperse." Zi Chen said softly, just glancing at the thin man, and his eyes fell on the two eighth levels.
In this battle, he wanted to fight it quickly and annihilate it in one fell swoop.
"Boy, I will let you..."
The thin man smiled ferociously and raised the armor-piercing weapon in his hand, but before he could finish speaking, he saw Zi Chen's figure swaying slightly in front of him, and two phantoms appeared.
The next moment, a bright sword light appeared. The light was too bright and made the thin man feel uncomfortable, so he blinked subconsciously.
The bright sword light disappeared in an instant, but the humans in front were still there. It was all like an illusion.
He shook his head and found that it was a bit difficult. He cursed in his heart and continued: "Boy, I will make you... live... not... like..."
Before the thin man finished speaking, he felt that all the strength in his body was rapidly passing away. Familiar exclamations sounded out. The figures in front of him slowly disappeared. His face changed drastically. He slowly lowered his head and saw a knife mark on his heart. .
"……die."
Blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth. The thin man's eyes widened, his eyes were blurred, and his body fell sideways. The word "death" was finally spoken out.
But...he died with his eyes open.
Killing the thin man with one knife, Zi Chen did not pause and rushed directly towards the black-armored man in the early eighth level. It was said that he was Zi Chen's real target, and the thin man was just a passing incident.
During the forward sweep, the long sword had been sheathed, and there was a spear in Zi Chen's hand. With a flash of silver light, the spear stabbed straight towards the man in black armor.
"Qiang."
The man in black armor blocked with his sword, but was knocked back by Zi Chen in a hurry.
The spear was fired again, the Bengzi Jue was activated, and another powerful force exploded. The man in black armor began to stagger as he fell back, his center of gravity a little unstable.
At this moment, Zi Chen drew his sword, and the shining light of the sword passed towards the man in black armor.
"puff."
The armor-breaking effect was activated, and the black armor looked like paper in front of Zi Chen. At the same time, the sharpness and poisoning also took effect immediately, and the black-armored man had a long and deep cut on his body.
The knife cut almost from the lower abdomen to the shoulder, and the moving intestines could still be vaguely seen.
Under the erosion of the poison, the figure of the black-armored man couldn't help but swayed, and he stepped back more than ten steps again, looking at Zi Chen in disbelief.
He didn't expect that in just three moves, he would be seriously injured by a kid in the mid-seventh level.
Others around him were also horrified, and Feite's eyes widened. Only the people brought by Zi Chen showed normal expressions.
Black blood gushed out from the huge wound. This was the male scorpion's toxin, which contained a trace of the power of law. The poisoning effect contained in this knife was dozens of times stronger than the toxin released after being stung by a male scorpion. hundred times.
If the opponent is injured and poisoned, 80% of his combat power will be lost in an instant, which is nothing to be afraid of.
With a cold light flashing in his eyes, Zi Chen rushed towards Feite, who seemed to want to run away when he saw that the situation was not good.
"Kill him, kill him with all your strength."
Seeing Zi Chen rushing toward him, Feite's expression changed and he shouted loudly as he backed up.
The people who belonged to Fit were still in shock. When they heard this cry, not only did they not step forward, but they all retreated.
Are you kidding me? One move kills the thin guy, three moves cripples an eighth-level guy, whoever comes forward is looking for death.
Moreover, this team was put together temporarily, and there was no way there was so much loyalty. Everyone retreated again and again.
Seeing this situation, Feite's nose was almost crooked with anger, but Zi Chen came to kill him instantly, and he swallowed back the words he was about to curse.
The gun light flashed, and the spear came at extremely high speed. Faced with this powerful blow, Feit had to resist.
After that, there were constant clanging sounds in the forest, but the two of them were fighting fiercely.
Looking at the battle scene, it turned out that Zi Chen, who was in the middle stage of the seventh level, was firmly on top.
Everyone was paying attention to the battle on the battlefield, but no one paid attention to the injured man in black armor. Seeing this scene, the latter also planned to escape quietly.
"I want to leave before the show is over." A voice sounded behind him, and he immediately turned around and saw that it was the seventh-level early stage brought by Zi Chen.
Even a severely injured early-stage eighth-level fighter would have a chance of winning against an early-stage seventh-stage fighter. Just when he was calculating in his mind how to kill with one strike, he saw that the opponent was actually slashing at him with a sword.
The speed of this sword was not very fast, but the man found that he had nowhere to hide in the face of this blow. It seemed like a sword, but it blocked all his escape routes.
His expression changed drastically, and the word "rules" came to his mind.
Only rules can enable him to have such means. If he had exploded with strength in an instant during his heyday, he could have avoided this blow, but now that he was seriously injured, his 100% strength was less than 20%, and he could not dodge it at all.
"puff."
The sword light flashed, and the man in black armor's head fell down.
Shuntian Dao put away his sword and returned, saying coldly: "No wonder Zi Chen always uses a knife. It turns out that this is how it feels to kill someone."
On this side, Shuntian Dao had just finished dealing with the man in black armor when he heard Fit's roar coming from the forest.
"Zi Chen, please die with me."
Feite's whole body shone with light, his powerful power surged, and his whole body fell completely into madness.
But Zi Chen just smiled sarcastically, showing his extreme speed, and the sword light passed by Feite's body.
Fit's glowing body flew towards the distance, but his head flew high.
"Peng."
An ancient tree was shattered by the impact of Feite's glowing body, and his body exploded with it. Blood and flesh were scattered everywhere. Zi Chen made a move with one hand, and a storage bag flying high turned into a ray of light. Fly towards Zi Chen.
After getting the storage bag, Zi Chen looked slightly startled and couldn't help but smile.
It turns out that there is another storage bag in the storage bag, one belongs to Zichen and the other belongs to Feite.
At the end of the battle, everyone was still a little stunned. Two powerful eighth-level beings died just like that, and they died in the hands of the seventh-level mid-level.
Originally they thought Wharton was the strongest in the team, but now it seems that is not the case at all.
Facing Zi Chen, who could kill the seventh level in an instant, no one chose to run away. They all stood there uneasily. The one who led the way at the beginning was so frightened that he trembled all over.
"Take back your weapons." Zi Chen walked towards the crowd and said indifferently.
Those people quickly gave away the armor-piercing weapons in their hands, as if what they were holding was a hot potato.
Looking over the anxious crowd, Zi Chen said: "Those who want to come with me can exchange them for an armor-breaking weapon with me once they have earned 100,000 spiritual crystals. As for those who don't want to come with us, I won’t embarrass you either.”
The expressions of a group of more than fifty people kept changing.
"Now take me to your alchemist." Zi Chen glanced at everyone and said indifferently.
Everyone's hearts trembled, and some people were even more desperate. Originally, some people had the idea of controlling the alchemist so that they could gather a group of people. But now after hearing Zi Chen's words, they knew there was no hope.
After that, everyone expressed their willingness to follow, and then took Zi Chen to find the alchemist. It is said that there are still four monks guarding there, three of them are in the early stage of the seventh level, one is in the late stage of the seventh level, three are in the early stage of the seventh level, and the two adults The relationship is very close.
Soon, the group of people came to the place where the alchemist was imprisoned. It was a hollowed out underground, and the alchemist was here.
When Zi Chen brought people in, he saw a frail young man squatting in front of a one-meter-high cauldron, working hard to add firewood.
Next to him, there were three early seventh-level guys standing. If the boy's movements paused for a moment, there would be a burst of punches and kicks.
Not far away, a middle-aged man in the late seventh level sat cross-legged. Not only did the man turn a blind eye to what happened to the young man, he even did not open his eyes when Zi Chen and others arrived.
After his eyes passed over the middle-aged man, Zi Chen's eyes fell on the young man, and then there was a touch of surprise on his face. Through his spiritual perception, he found that the young man's realm was only the fifth level, not this The world’s lowest seven standards,