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Chapter 1704: A plan within a plan

 Hank is dead. A strong man on the list who far surpassed Lion Mark died like this.

Two strikes, Zi Chen only took two shots and hit two strikes.

Looking at the lifeless body of Hank on the ground, the scene was completely silent. All the aliens were stunned and felt unbelievable.

The powerful people on the list are rarely seen on ordinary days. They are definitely the most top beings in this world.

But today, two of these top beings died.

"How could this happen? This is impossible. How could he kill Lord Hank?" The nine-layered lion man who was still alive had already been frightened to death.

Those humans who were previously calm were no longer calm. They never expected that Zi Chen would be so casual in killing a powerful man ranked seventy.

You know, Zi Chen's ranking is seventy-eight, which is eight places lower than his opponent.

If anyone were to be in the Nine-layer Imperial City right now, they would definitely find that all the monks in the city were looking up at the towering list that was shining with golden light.

On the list, two names lit up, one of them was a strong man ranked fifty, and the other was Zi Chen, who was ranked seventy-eight.

A strong person ranked fifty will drop one place in the ranking, and when he reaches fifty-one, the rest of them will also drop one place.

Zi Chen, who was ranked seventy-eight, jumped to fifty in one fell swoop.

Entering the ranking list relies on combat power, which is perceived by the rules. As long as the attack exceeds a certain limit, you can enter the ranking.

"Zi Chen has entered the top fifty."

"Could it be that his current combat power is already comparable to the top fifty handsome men?"

In the Jiucheng City, the human monks were talking a lot.

As the golden light subsided, the list returned to normal. Zi Chen ranked fifty, and his followers were still on the list.

But the original position of eighty has changed, and Ye Ming is clearly written on it.

Ye Ming's ranking actually surpassed several of Zi Chen's eleven followers.

Among the alien forces, when they saw Hank being killed in two moves, they were completely desperate and stopped trying to resist and ran away.

The Jiuzhong also wanted to run away, but the murderous intent was still locked on him.

The twenty aboriginal warriors not far away never took action, but they were even more excited than if they had taken action themselves.

"Since no one comes out, then kill them all." Zi Chen's indifferent voice echoed throughout the world.

More people fled outside the force, various voices continued to sound, and riots broke out throughout the force.

"In the early stage of the ninth level, you can reach the seventy-eighth position, and you can still kill the seventy-year-old Hank. Zichen, you really have some skills. With that blow just now, even if you are on the handsome list, you can barely reach the fifty. Everyone said You are the next Long Fei, it seems that what I said is true, you can indeed compare to Long Fei back then."

An old voice sounded, and an old lion man appeared out of thin air in the sky.

The other party used teleportation.

Seeing this old man, Zi Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt threatened by the other man.

The old lion man appeared, and the chaotic scene became quiet. All the aliens raised their heads, but their faces were not full of excitement, but confusion.

No one actually knew this old man.

Zi Chen looked at the old man with a wary expression. He had killed more than ten thousand Dax aliens. He knew them very well. The physical bodies of these aliens were relatively the strongest, followed by energy and souls. They were weak in space. The perception is almost zero.

It is such a race, and a being who can teleport appears among them, which shows that this person is extraordinary.

Even the current Zi Chen cannot teleport without the help of the Thunder Wings. In terms of understanding of space alone, this lion-man old man is stronger than Zi Chen.

Being cautious, thunder flashed on Zi Chen's back, and the Thunder Wings were summoned by him.

Before his eyes, the space seemed to have changed, and Zi Chen's perception became sharper.

"Little guy, if you come here to demonstrate, I'm afraid you've come to the wrong place." The old lion man looked at Zi Chen and said calmly.

With his existence, he knew exactly what was going on.

"Whether you are in the wrong place or not, you will only know if you have been beaten." The thunder wings on Zi Chen's back vibrated, and the space power rippled like water waves.

The old lion man frowned slightly. With his perception, he found that the space in front of him had changed and became very solid, like a solid and thick city wall with no gaps at all.

Of course, teleportation is also not possible.

Zi Chen smiled softly, relying on his thunder wings, his understanding of space surpassed that of the old lion man.

The old man looked at the confident Zi Chen, shook his head and said: "Fighting alone is not enough. You have to pay the price with your life for killing so many members of my royal family. Of course, if you are willing to give me your dragon, , I can consider letting you go back."

"You're talking about Thunder Dragon, um, I understand." Zi Chen nodded, and then took a deep look at the confused Nine-layered Lion Man.

Obviously, ginger is still spicier.

He was completely sure that Zi Chen would kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, so he deliberately asked the Nine Layers Lion Man to lead the team there. The other party didn't know the old man's plan, and he didn't even know the other party's identity. The reason why he sent him, Zi Chen guessed, was that this guy was arrogant on weekdays. , I am used to being arrogant, I don’t take anything seriously, and with a few words of deliberate encouragement, I ended up with this scene today.

Zi Chen was plotting against them, but he didn't know that these people were also plotting against him, and the target was Thunder Dragon.

In this way, at the other end of the other teleportation array, many strong soul-eaters have gathered, and their goal is also the Thunder Dragon.

Everyone around them looked confused. They didn't know what the two of them meant. Even Shuntian Dao and others didn't understand.

Knowing that the key to starting the dragon ship is the thunder dragon, Zi Chen knew the value of the thunder dragon very well, so the old lion man just said a word, and Zi Chen understood that this was a conspiracy.

But not everyone knew about it, at least the two guys who died earlier didn't know about it.

Or maybe it was the guy named Hank who was too arrogant and wanted to test his abilities, but he was killed in the end.

Wanting to understand everything, Zi Chen said calmly: "Very good, using a tribe as a bet, it seems that you are also a gambler, but with just you, you probably don't have the confidence to win over a few of us. Let's ask others to come out."

"You are very smart. Since this is the place I chose, you must be fully prepared. But you are also wrong. I don't like gambling, I like calculations, calculations that have a 100% chance of winning."

While they were talking, four more people came out from below. It was obvious that these four people were all powerful people on the list. One of them was an adult among the nine-layered lions. His expression was moved, as if he had seen the backbone, and he shouted: "grown ups."

One of the four lion men turned back, glanced at the other person, nodded at him, and said: "This matter has been dealt with, and I will credit you with it."

This ninth-level person returned from hell to heaven in an instant.

I thought I had gotten into a big trouble, not to mention my own life was in danger, and other brothers might be implicated.

Unexpectedly, he turned around and became a meritorious official.

The old lion man looked at Zi Chen and asked, "Five versus five, what do you think the odds are of winning?"

Zi Chen shook his head and said calmly: "This is also called a 100% calculation. If it were me, I would at least find twenty or so strong people on the list."

The old Dashi man, who had always been calm and confident, couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he heard these words. Who do you think are the strong ones on the list? There are only a hundred of them in such a large tribe, and they can be found casually.

"Stronger ones are more refined, not too many. I am ranked thirty on the list, plus four of them who are ranked in the top seventy, I can't deal with the five of you."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.

The expression of the previously desperate foreign race became excited.

As for the humans, their expressions changed drastically. They didn't expect things to develop to this extent.

This is a calculation, a plan within a plan.

These five people are ranked high and have strong combat power. From a clear perspective, Zi Chen and the five people do not have any advantage at all.

"So, this is why you are so confident. One of you is thirty, and the others are all over seventy. It is enough to deal with a few of us."

"Then you can choose to hand over the dragon soul."

Zi Chen smiled sarcastically and said, "Even if I hand over the dragon soul, I won't be able to get out of here."

The old lion man asked: "Why, my goal is just the dragon soul."

Zi Chen sarcastically said: "You are old and I am still young. You are afraid of my potential and afraid that one day I will become a being like Long Fei and destroy your clan."

The old man's eyes turned cold: "You are very smart, and I can't let you go this time."

Zi Chen said: "You are also very smart, but it's a pity that you are too smart and you are fooled by your cleverness. I don't care whether it is your plan or someone else is behind it. I will definitely destroy your clan today."

The old man sneered: "You are quite confident."

Zi Chen stopped talking, and a long knife with a scabbard appeared in his hand. The scabbard was completely black, and the handle of the knife held by Zi Chen was also pitch black.

Zi Chen holds the scabbard in his left hand, holds the knife in front of his chest, and rests his right hand on the handle of the knife. The veins on the back of his hand are bulging, and he is gradually exerting force.

He remained calm and did not flinch at all just because the opponent was ranked thirty on the list.

Others around him held their breath, and everyone stared at the opposite Zi Chen and the old lion man in the sky.

The faces of the twenty aborigines were full of worry.

The mood of the human monks was also uneasy.

On the other hand, the foreign race who had just despaired were so excited that they almost cheered.

Thirty on the list, the real peak existence, it is too easy to kill Zi Chen, the seventy-eight.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme, but on the other side, a chuckle rang out: "A plan within a plan, it's quite interesting."

The chuckle was about fortune telling. He took out the Book of Destiny, waved it at a foreigner, and said: "Should we fight now, or wait until they finish fighting."

The foreigner was stunned and a little at a loss.

The reason why he was at a loss was because the four people in front of him were too calm. You must know that before they decided to make a plan, they had clearly inquired about the details of Zi Chen and his eleven followers, and knew that they were the highest ranked. Those who are only over eighty, and facing those who are over sixty at this moment, should not be so calm.

And not only was Shuan Tianming calm and calm, but Shuntian Dao, Wu Yinying, and Man Shi were also the same. As for the latter, the big man named Man Shi's eyes became fiery, as if he was eager to take action immediately.

The five people looked calm, but even though they were calm, they felt terrified in their hearts. The old man was also very hesitant and shouted: "Don't listen to him, he is stalling for time and use all his strength to kill them."

"Delaying time, bah." The fortune teller spat disdainfully, and opened a page of the book of destiny in his hand, and the page glowed with seven-color light.

"bass."

At the same time, the clear sound of unsheathing resounded between heaven and earth, and Zi Chen exerted all his strength to draw the sword.

Seven-color brilliance shines in the heaven and earth.


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