The battle ahead continues. The old man is very strong, but in the end he is no match for the combined battle of these miners.
The battlefield was slowly moving into the distance. This was the old man creating an opportunity for Zi Chen to escape without leaving any trace.
But if Zi Chen runs away, the old man's life will definitely be in danger.
Zi Chen doesn't know how to run, and he can't run away. He can't harm the old man who can be said to be very good to him.
The cloth strip in his hand had been untied, revealing the black scabbard. He grabbed the scabbard with his left hand, stood up again, and looked out of the cave entrance with a somewhat cold gaze.
The miners fighting against them were all Holy Kings, and could even be said to be Holy Kings with holy-level bodies. Their bodies were very tough, and with their pickaxes, it was difficult to hurt each other.
Every time the old man knocked them down, they would stand up again and rush towards the old man vigorously.
The old man's physical strength was exhausted, his steps were no longer vigorous, and his reaction speed slowed down. During this period, he was hit by the attacks of Ulu and others, and he began to show a complete disadvantage. He would soon be defeated, and his life would be in danger.
Zi Chen turned around, took out the Holy Black Crystal from the bamboo basket, and threw it outside the cave entrance. He stood next to the cave entrance and said to those who were fighting in the distance: "If you want the Holy Black Crystal, come and get it!
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While talking, Zi Chen walked towards the entrance of the cave, holding the scabbard in his left hand and carrying it behind his back.
These people were fighting with the old man for the sake of the Holy Black Crystal. Now when they saw this little guy taking the initiative to throw out the Holy Black Crystal, greed flashed in their eyes.
"Get away!"
Wulu saw Zi Chen walking in front of Sheng Wu Jing, with a cold light in his greedy eyes. He abandoned the old man, shouted angrily at Zi Chen, and rushed towards this side.
He held the pickaxe tightly in his hand, and the veins on his arms were bulging. After quickly approaching Zi Chen, he raised the pickaxe high and whizzed at Zichen fiercely.
Although the old man intended to intercept others, several people still passed through the old man's obstruction and came towards Zi Chen. They were only a little slower than Wulu.
Looking at this powerful blow, Zi Chen's expression did not change at all. He moved his right foot a step to the right, and the left hand and the scabbard behind his back came to the front.
His body tilted to the right, and his right hand fell on the handle of the knife. The pickaxe in Wulu's hand was seen grazing the corner of Zi Chen's clothes and hitting it hard.
"Whoosh!"
His left arm, which was slightly shocked, remained motionless. Zi Chen used his right hand to pull out the sword from its sheath.
Here, the energy cannot be used, and Zi Chen cannot show the skill of drawing the sword that amazes the world. But he can still exert force, so the action of drawing the sword is still very cool.
Pulling the sword out of its sheath, a black light flashed on the broken sword. Without the sword light, the power of the sword drawn this time was completely negligible.
But Zi Chen did not simply draw the sword out of its sheath. During the process of drawing the sword, his right arm continued to exert force, and the black broken sword struck diagonally, like a move that lifted the sky, from Ulu's
The left abdomen extends all the way to the opponent's right shoulder.
The robes that were also patched all over his body were instantly cut off by this knife. The defense around him was so strong that even a pickaxe could not break it, but a long gash was opened in an instant by the broken knife.
This sword is an upgraded version of Ba Dao Technique. It is somewhat similar to the Ji Dian Yi Dao, the essence of Ba Da Dao Technique that Zi Chen originally understood, but it is much more powerful than the original Ji Dian Yi Dao.
Because this is the most extreme sword recorded in the Nine Heavens Sword Jue. This sword is an attack, and there is no return.
The broken knife in his hand was no longer sheathed in an instant like before, but instead pointed diagonally at the sky, with a dark light flowing.
Ulu's blow missed, and he froze on the spot, staring stupidly at the cut on his body, his eyes filled with disbelief.
The little guy he had never paid attention to actually took out a weapon and broke through his defense so easily.
You know, even that old man has not obtained weapons in these years.
He once had the opportunity to get a weapon, but he chose the stone house because it was useless and he would not fight here.
But today, seeing the long wound on his body, he felt regret for the first time.
But what made him regret even more was the black blood that flowed out from the wound. His figure couldn't help but swayed, and he felt dizzy.
"you you……"
He looked at Zi Chen, his expression of disbelief now filled with horror and deep panic.
Zi Chen, who had the scabbard in his left hand and the broken knife in his right hand, ignored Wulu and took a step sideways, bypassing the opponent. The broken knife in his hand did not return to the sheath, but slashed forward.
The second person who appeared in front of him was Pari. After seeing the broken knife in Zi Chen's hand, the other person was obviously shocked, and at the same time, his forward attack turned into a block.
In this world, weapons are very advanced things, much more advanced than the lowest level pickaxe.
"Whoosh!"
The broken knife slashed down, and there seemed to be a faint flash of black light. The pickaxe in Pali's hand was immediately split into two. At the same time, the broken knife slashed down, slicing the opponent's eyebrows, and fell from the front.
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Pali's movements were frozen, Zi Chen's face was expressionless, and his body, along with the broken knife that was slashing down, turned in a circle at the same time, and the broken knife and his body drew an arc.
Within the scope of this arc, Zi Chen dodged Della's attack, and the ensuing sword cut off the opponent's arm holding the pickaxe.
With a scream, Della held her severed arm in one hand, letting the blood spurt out, and backed away in horror.
This scene happened almost instantly. Before others could react, Zi Chen took three steps forward, leaving Wulu and Pali behind.
His eyes stared indifferently at Della, who was so frightened that she stepped back again and again.
Others who had reacted had already stopped and looked at Zi Chen with a cold expression in fear.
Not far ahead, the other people who were fighting against the old man also stopped and looked here in shock. The little guy who they didn't pay attention to at first actually defeated three people in an instant.
The old man was also shocked. He knew that Zi Chen was carrying something wrapped in a strip of cloth all day long, but he didn't know what it was. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a broken knife that had been baptized by the rules of this place and was of extraordinary quality.
Glancing at these people indifferently, Zi Chen turned around with his sword in hand, walked past Pali, and came to behind Ulu.
At this moment, Wulu's body was glowing with black light, and the toxins smeared on the blade had begun to invade his heart. Trembling, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out the only pill, and asked for it.
Put it in your mouth.
As long as he takes the elixir in time, his life can be saved. As for the wound on his body, it is not considered a fatal injury. With his strong body, he can fully recover.
But before he could put the elixir into his mouth, he heard a cold voice from behind, "This elixir is no longer useful to you, don't waste it!"
Uru was seriously poisoned and moved slowly. He didn't know what happened behind him, but he also knew that it was a very bad thing, or even something that endangered his life.
He didn't know what was happening behind him, but behind him, others could clearly see it.
Zi Chen raised the broken knife that had not been sheathed and slashed towards his neck without hesitation, as easily and casually as he cut melons and grass.
"puff!"
With a soft sound, a human head flew up, and blood spurted from the headless body.
The broken knife was sheathed in an instant. Zi Chen stepped forward, snatched away the broken knife that was about to be sprayed with blood, and quickly moved away.
Two drops of blood stained his heavily patched robe, corroding two small holes.
There was deathly silence in the entire mine, except for the sound of gushing blood.
Uru had become a headless corpse. Pari stood there motionless, and the skin that could be seen on his body became pitch black. After about three breaths, his body fell backward.
Three people and two died.
In addition to the effect of the toxin, Pari's fatal injury was the knife mark from the center of his eyebrow to his cheek.
Della, who was retreating, was still alive, but his arm was broken, and the toxins had begun to invade his body, and the skin on his body was faintly dark.
"Poison, there is poison on his knife!" He screamed in horror, but his eyes looked around, with the intention of asking for help.
You won't die if your arm is broken. As long as the poison can be detoxified, your life is not in danger.
But at this moment, those who fought side by side with him before subconsciously avoided looking at him. Let’s not talk about whether these people have antidotes. Even if they do, they are left to save their own lives. Who would be willing to take them out and give them to him?
Others use it.
Zi Chen grabbed the scabbard and looked at Della indifferently. He had an antidote pill in his hand, but Della obviously did not have the courage to come and ask for it.
The old man looked very surprised at Zi Chen's fighting prowess. Although he had not seen it before, he could guess Zi Chen's movements and changes in pace by looking at the traces on the battlefield.
It must be said that this is a being who has a very good grasp of combat and is also very skilled in controlling power.
To regard such a person as a newcomer to this place is simply asking for death.
"Save me, old man, save me. I don't want the Holy Black Crystal anymore. From now on, everything I own is yours, and my life is also yours!" Della, who was poisoned and didn't want to die after all, when she saw the old man
After that, as if grasping a life-saving straw, he immediately knelt down and said.
The old man stood there, with the pickaxe in his hand still stained with blood. He looked coldly at Della, who was begging for mercy, without saying a word.
He is not a miner, but a holy king, a decisive and decisive presence.
Although these years of working as a miner have completely wiped out his spirit, today his blood has been completely aroused, and the coldness in his heart has also appeared.
To be kind to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself.
Della fell down in fear, and no one rescued him until he died, perhaps because he was reluctant or because he didn't dare.
The three people who first attacked Zi Chen died like this, but the others were still alive. When Zi Chen's cold eyes fell on these people, their hearts trembled and they were horrified. For mobile phone users, please visit http: