The entire dense forest has become a sea of killing. There is no right or wrong, only strength is respected, the weak eat the strong. There is no restraint of human morality here. Someone dies in the dense forest every moment. There is a strong smell of blood in the entire dense forest, and the dense forest is also full of blood.
It was dubbed the "Blood Forest"!
In the dense and quiet forest, suddenly the leaves trembled slightly, and a figure flashed out from the branches. Immediately, his body was like a monkey on the tree trunk, and his body rushed forward again. After a few jumps, he quickly disappeared.
At the end of the branch.
"Hey" with a low voice, Ye Chen's figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost and jumped up to the top of the tree. The entire dense forest was eerily quiet, and the sound of insects biting the branches could be heard!
About three minutes later, a faint sound of breaking wind suddenly came from the dense forest not far away. Immediately, four figures gradually emerged, and finally stopped not far above and below Ye Chen's hiding place, their sharp eyes slowed down.
He slowly scanned the quiet jungle.
Looking through the gaps in the dense forest, he stared closely at the auras emanating from the four warriors not far away. It turned out that these people were all at the peak of the eighth level of Chuwu. They were all dressed in black and had stains on them.
There were some blood stains on it, and it could be seen that they had just experienced a bloody battle.
Looking around cautiously, four figures immediately jumped towards the top of the tree and hid themselves.
As the killing progressed, the original purpose of these warriors who followed gradually changed. It was originally for the millions of dollars in Ye Chen's arms, but in the end, revenge also occurred, and even for the martial arts in the arms of other warriors.
As well as gold coins, the law of the jungle is vividly reflected in this dense forest.
Ye Chen's whole body was pressed against the tree pole, holding his breath, as if he had become a part of the forest. His whole body looked lifeless.
The grass insects on the treetops were blown by the wind and fell into Ye Chen's face. The disgusting tentacles kept crawling on Ye Chen's face, but Ye Chen still did not move.
His dark eyes kept scanning around. When he glanced at the branch he had just stepped on, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. The branch was obviously covered with some red soil. His pupils shrank. He stood up and walked toward the figures.
The position was attacked without making any sound during the entire process.
"Huhuhuhu" The sound of Ye Chen's black robe rubbing against the wind was particularly loud. The four of them all looked at each other with joy. Two of them looked at each other, pulled out the swords behind their backs, and jumped towards Ye Chen.
He jumped up from the tree where he was, while the remaining two people looked at Ye Chen warily. Looking at the silver clown mask on Ye Chen's face from a distance, they couldn't help but be stunned!
The figure suddenly paused, and the fire energy burst out in vain. Hissing sparks spread around the sword. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and swung it forward in vain. The figure jumped back strangely, and jumped up the tree again.
His head and body were slightly bent, like an angry lion ready to attack. After a moment of silence, his body rushed out again like an arrow off the string.
Immediately, the sword that was shot out exploded in vain, turning into endless fragments and shooting in all directions.
The fire attribute energy attached to the fragment, burning it red. The two middle-aged men obviously did not react. Then they were horrified to find that several pieces of iron had been inserted into their chests, their faces full of unwillingness.
, without even uttering a scream, he died directly and fell from the tree.
The two warriors hiding behind the tree pole both showed horrified expressions, and they could see the horror in each other's eyes. Their figures quickly ran in the opposite direction of Ye Chen. Ye Chen's figure was spinning, with sharp energy.
, actually directly caused a dull sonic boom sound to be heard in the air, and the fist hit the two of them directly like lightning.
Two screams sounded, and Ye Chen quickly grasped the fallen sword. His figure flashed, and his left hand quickly moved back and forth on the two of them. A martial arts skill suddenly jumped into his hand. He smiled happily and jumped back again.
The tree head jumped into the dense forest again and disappeared. The whole process was extremely fast, without wasting any time.
The sound of the corpse falling to the ground attracted the attention of the nearby warriors. Swish, swish, swish, three figures ran from all around very quickly, looking at the corpse on the ground with a horrified expression on their faces, killing the enemy with one punch, and all three of them came from
A trace of fear was seen in the other party's eyes, and he retreated in a panic along the way he came.
Glancing at the martial arts secret book in his arms, Ye Chen had a slight smile on his lips, and his figure flashed quickly, heading north through the dense jungle.
About five minutes later, Ye Chen suddenly paused, looking through the gaps between the dense branches and leaves at an open space outside, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
You will actually encounter Ye family guards here, and the middle-aged man in blue who is leading them is the same big man who raised himself in front of Ma Yan during the test.
At this time, in this open space, dozens of figures were passing each other. Every once in a while, a young man vomited blood and fainted. After a few moments, one party was completely defeated, and a group of people were surrounded.
In the middle of the open space, around them, four middle-aged men stood lazily, a faint amount of energy emerging from their fists.
"Tsk, tsk, I didn't meet that trash but I met these idiots, and the harvest was good." In the open space, a middle-aged man in blue looked at a yellow-level low-level martial arts book in his hand, couldn't help but licked his mouth, and said with a smile,
The three middle-aged men around him agreed and smiled happily, laughing wildly and unbridledly.
"Let's go, look for that trash, don't forget the Great Elder's instructions!" After saying that, the middle-aged man in blue waved his hand, and immediately wanted to fly in another direction.
"Trash, I don't know which trash you are looking for!"
The moment the middle-aged man in blue turned around, a faint laughter suddenly sounded on the branches. The former hurriedly raised his head, but he saw a young man with a silver clown mask appearing on the tree trunks around the clearing.
He was said to be a young man because he could be identified from his height and the sound of his voice just now.
For some reason, when he saw the silver clown mask, the middle-aged man in blue felt a chill slowly rising from his heart, and waved away the chill in his heart. The middle-aged man in blue sneered: "Boy, are you talking to me?
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"Are there any other trash here besides you?" Ye Chen shook his head helplessly and shrugged feebly.
"court death!"
Zheng!
With a loud shout, the middle-aged man in blue waved his hand and pulled out the sword from behind, and stabbed Ye Chen with the sword with great force. The blessing of wind energy made the middle-aged man speed up a bit.
The young people lying on the ground who had not yet passed out couldn't help but shed a cold sweat for Ye Chen. Seeing Ye Chen standing stupidly on the branch and turning a blind eye to the sword of the middle-aged man in blue, he couldn't help shouting.
shouted: "You fool, get out of the way!"
The moment the middle-aged man in blue was about to touch Ye Chen, the black figure spun, sharp energy, and fists filled with endless terrifying energy, punched out as fast as lightning.
"Damn, this kid's strength is so terrifying!" An extremely bad thought flashed through his mind. The middle-aged man in blue waved his sword, but the words he wanted to tell his companions to retreat had not yet been uttered.
, a black shadow suddenly and strangely appeared in front of him. The former's pupils shrank slightly, and his fist, which contained powerful fire-attribute energy, swung hard at the black shadow's head without any delay.
With a "boom", the blue middle-aged man's body fell to the ground like a broken kite. The momentum from hitting the ground made the blue middle-aged man vomit a large mouthful of blood and helplessly open his eyes.
He looked straight at Ye Chen, who had returned to the top of the tree, with a face full of disbelief that he could be defeated so easily with his strength at the seventh level of martial arts!
The three people on the ground looked at each other and saw horror in each other's eyes. They all pulled out the swords behind their backs and ran towards Ye Chen and the others. They sneered. Ye Chen's figure disappeared from the tree like a ghost. The sword
The four middle-aged men retreated faster than they ran, leaving a sword mark on their faces and blood dripping down their cheeks.
"Hand over all the martial arts in your hands!" Ye Chen said slowly, his tone not allowing others to refuse, and pointed his sword coldly at the four middle-aged men on the ground, as if he would stab them if they refused.
Several middle-aged people looked at each other for a few times. The middle-aged man in blue who was lying on the ground got up with difficulty. He pulled out three yellow pages from his arms with some reluctance, threw them to Ye Chen, and grabbed the secret book at will.
, glanced at the big characters of Dragon Fei Feng Wu, I couldn't help but feel disappointed. It was just a basic Huang level martial skill.
Waving the secret book on his hand, a cold voice floated out from under the mask: "Sorry, withdraw now!"
The middle-aged man said to Ye Chen unwillingly, "Who are you!"
Ye Chenruo looked at the people on the ground meaningfully, put the secret book in his arms casually, and said to them calmly: "My name is Ming!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen's figure disappeared from the branches. The middle-aged man looked at the direction Ye Chen left and murmured: "Ming, I don't know when such a terrifying young man appeared in Luoxia City!!"
These words of the middle-aged man were fully experienced in the next few hours. In the dense forest, the name Ming simply became the nightmare of many warriors. There were no words, just a simple sword, without any
Mercy is just a simple sword. The sword leaves traces and blood appears. This has become the most common saying among swordsmen.
Except for a few warriors who were at the peak of their martial arts, all the other warriors in the dense forest were robbed by Ye Chen!
"Silver comes out, blood drops appear" This is the characteristic that describes Ye Chen. Ye Chen didn't know that the silver clown mask on his face had become the most terrifying symbol in the hearts of many warriors. However, Ye Chen's move also aroused the anger of many warriors.
, formed various teams one after another, looking for Ye Chen's figure in the dense forest.
This undoubtedly made it more difficult for Ye Chen to snatch it. Fortunately, those masters at the peak of their early martial arts were waiting outside the dense forest to prevent Ye Chen from escaping!
This also left a chance to breathe. Ye Chen lay lazily on the tree pole, with a leaf hanging from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the figure flashing in the depths of the forest happily and muttered: "Let's start work!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen's figure seemed to be missing from the treetop, and screams echoed throughout the dense forest again.