"What? He's near us?"

"How is this possible? If he found out that we were here, he should have run far away long ago. How could he stay here?"

Ye Feixue and Liu Chan looked at each other.

The other person saw that shock and disbelief.

In their opinion...

Even though Ling Jianchen was able to kill Chen Te, his cultivation level was only at the fourth level of the True Spirit Realm, while they were all masters at the sixth level of the True Spirit Realm. They were even first-class geniuses, all with the ability to fight beyond the level.

Ling Jianchen had no need to worry about it at all.

Ling Jianchen should also know this.

"Is he thinking that the most dangerous place is the safest place? So he keeps following us?" Liu Chan speculated.

Ye Feixue nodded: "It must be so, otherwise he would not have escaped so quickly when he landed on the island!"

The two looked at each other.

Ye Feixue showed a ferocious look on her face: "Liu Chan, you and I have said that we should join forces to deal with Ling Jianchen and divide the 50,000 military achievements. Chen Tianhe, Zhou Zhe and others are not here at the moment, and it is the best time for us to take action!"

"Just to my wish!"

Liu Chan also had a murderous intent on his face.

The two seemed to be wandering around casually, but in fact they were focusing on finding Ling Jianchen's trace.

After scanning the circle, they never found Ling Jianchen.

The two looked at each other, and Liu Chan said helplessly: "No one noticed anything. Could it be that he had escaped?"

Ye Feixue was shaking his head, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his elbow gently hit Liu Chan, saying, "He did not escape, but came towards us!"

"Um?"

Liu Chan was stunned and followed Ye Feixue's gaze.

In the dense forest, Ling Jianchen, who was wearing silver armor, was holding a dog-tail grass in his mouth, and walked over with his hands on the back of his head as if he had entered a state of no one.

When he found Ye Feixue and the others looking at him, Ling Jianchen waved his hand at the two of them, and his face was full of smiles.

That gaze...

It's like a wealthy mistress, seeing the treasure!

Liu Chan felt that his head was a little too hard to turn, and murmured: "He knew he could not escape, but he came to the trap?"

Ye Feixue also shook her head: "Who knows what he is doing? This guy is cunning, so be careful."

"Um!"

The two immediately greeted other strong people.

More than 400 powerful Qinghuo Army gathered and stood with the two of them.

These four hundred people can form a wall of people.

As for Ling Jianchen...

Each person and one knife, walking in the garden.

"Ling Jianchen, you really have a way in heaven and you don't go, and you can't go to hell and you can't come to your mind! Even though you know that I'm here, you dare to show up. I really don't know if you should admire your courage, or you're ignorant!" Liu Chan licked his lips and said with a grim smile.

Ye Feixue laughed and said, "Ling Jianchen, your head is worth 50,000 military merits. Why would you lend me some money?"

"Borrow my head?"

Ling Jianchen smiled and said, "No problem, I just so happen that I want to borrow the same thing from you, let's exchange it!"

"Um?"

Liu Chan and the other looked at each other with a look of shock.

Ye Feixue frowned and said, "What do you want to borrow?"

"Your life!"

The word "Fate" was spit out from his mouth, and the dogtail grass in his mouth was also shot out, like a sharp arrow. This seemingly weak dogtail grass turned into a deadly weapon at this moment.

Puff! Puff!

The two Qinghuo soldiers who were closest to Ling Jianchen were directly penetrated and died of anger.

Both of them are from the Liu family.

"court death!"

"Kill him for me!"

Ye Feixue and Liu Chan's expressions became cold at the same time, and the two rushed over, one left and one right.

They are in an arc-shaped route and are in an encirclement.

Ling Jianchen raised his lips, rolled up a touch of indifference, and pulled out the Pojun sword behind him with a blink of an eye. This sword weighing nearly a thousand pounds was lifted in his hand as light as a feather.

"The yellow spring falls!"

The left hand instantly turned into countless afterimages, pouring away like a storm.

"The first move of the Blood Shadow Crazy Knife..."

Holding a knife in your right hand, slashing wildly, the blade is dazzling, as gorgeous as a flower, and brighter than the scorching sun.

Although his current cultivation level is only at the fourth level of the True Spirit Realm, his trump card with many trump cards such as "The True Sutra of Ten Thousand Dao Nirvana", "The Mad Sword of Blood Shadow" and "The Holy Body of the Yellow Spring", is enough to allow him to sweep any strong person below the eighth level of the True Spirit Realm.

The fist shadow broke through the air, making waves of thunderous sounds.

These chaotic fist shadows suddenly hit Liu Chan, defeating Liu Chan's attack.

As Liu Chan stared at him with a horror look, the shadow of the fist poured out like a flood that broke the dam. Each punch fell on him, causing Liu Chan to shake his body, and blood gushed out like a spring.

The body flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. He forced himself to get up, but found that his bones were broken and he could not get up.

"How is that possible?" Ye Feixue looked surprised.

The blood-colored sword energy has arrived in front of you.

Ye Feixue's face changed slightly, and her body jumped, and she used the second-grade advanced mysterious body technique "The Monkey Variations". Like a dragonfly, her body retreated lightly, avoiding the powerful knife.

boom!

The blade fell to the ground and cut out a ravine that was more than ten meters long.

Ye Feixue took a breath.

Before he could think too much, Ling Jianchen's voice appeared in his ears: "Ye Feixue, don't you want my head? I'm here, you're here to get it!"

"not good!"

The sudden sound made Ye Feixue's dead souls burst into tears and her body was cold.

From the corner of my eye, I saw a white fist shadow, which suddenly magnified and fell on his back with a bang.

"Wow……"

Ye Feixue screamed and was knocked to the ground, rolling like a top, rolling out dozens of meters.

He also fell to the ground and could not move.

His spine was broken under this punch just now.

All this happened in an instant.

The more than 400 Qinghuo Army soldiers were all stunned and had not yet reacted.

Liu Chan and Ye Feixue were defeated!

Defeat in a state of despair!

Bang!

Ling Jianchen kicked Liu Chan and fell to Ye Feixue with one kick, and walked towards the two of them with a sword. The blade was placed on the neck of the two of them and said lightly: "Sorry, it seems that you can't take my head away. However, your life has fallen into my hands!"

"Ling, Ling Jianchen, you, don't be arrogant, I..." Liu Chan looked ferocious and cursed with a resentment.

But he hasn't finished speaking yet.

What greeted him was a ruthless knife, cutting off his legs at the same root, blood squirting wildly, dyeing the earth red, and Liu Chan screamed.

Ling Jianchen leaned over slightly and said, "What did you just say?"

"I, I..."

Liu Chan was in a state of great pain, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Ling Jianchen looked at Ye Feixue: "Where are you?"

Ye Feixue's pale face was covered with cold sweat, and she waved her hand quickly: "Ling, Ling Jianchen, you and I have no grudges. All of this is my instigation of my insulted brother, and Liu Chan, Chen Tianhe and others. As long as you let me go, I will kill my insulted brother immediately to vent my insulted brother..."

"Tsk tsk, even your brother can kill without hesitation. You are really a man!"

Ling Jianchen looked mocking, then said slowly, "If you don't want to die under my knife, you two would better transfer your military merits to me." He looked at the other 400 people who were shocked, "Of course, including you! If you don't want to die, hand over military merits!"
To be continued...