Finally, among the righteous people, there was another righteous person who couldn't stand it, and another monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul stood up.
This monk, after a fierce battle, killed Chi Wu, but his own vitality was also greatly damaged.
After Chiwu died, Mo Kelin called out another demon cultivator named Chidong, who was also a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
After Chi Dong fought with the righteous monk for half an hour, he killed the righteous monk again.
At this point, no one in the righteous path dares to stand up anymore.
If you come out, you will die. In this case, who dares to stand up?
Ye Xiong has been watching the whole process.
Since the emergence of Chi Ge, Chi Wu, and now Chi Dong, the strength of the three of them is around the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
He could basically conclude that the ability to control their avatars was at this level.
With his own strength, he can easily kill them.
For others, it is a dead end, but for him, this is the best opportunity to gain military exploits.
If you kill one Nascent Soul cultivator, you will get an average of 1,000 merits, and if you kill ten of them, you can get 10,000 merits. If you get 10,000 merits here, and then kill some demon cultivators, you can easily get 30,000 merits.
Thinking of this, Ye Xiong quietly slipped into the sky wall, found a place, quickly changed his appearance, and then came out.
"Why, no one dares to stand up and die?" Chi Dong burst out laughing. "All righteous people are cowards."
Qin Zhongtian's face looked a little ugly, and his eyes swept over the righteous people. Wherever his eyes passed, everyone lowered their heads.
After all, there are only a few people who are not afraid of death. How difficult it is to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage!
Qin Zhongtian was about to tell someone to stand up. At this moment, a strange figure suddenly stood up.
"I'll come." Ye Xiong's figure flashed and fell into the air.
As soon as he appeared, tens of thousands of eyes from both sides immediately fell on him.
"Who is coming? Tell me your name." Chi Dong shouted.
"It's none of your business. If you want to fight, just fight. Why is there so much nonsense?" Ye Xiong said in a gravelly voice.
"act recklessly."
Chi Dong snorted coldly, and a surge of demonic energy surged from his body, and a black pressure came towards Ye Xiong.
The righteous monks who were fighting in front of him immediately chose to run away when they saw the other party using the magic mist. However, Ye Xiong did not run away at all and remained standing there.
"Run quickly, why are you still standing there?"
"If you enter the magic fog, you will only die. Don't go in."
"It's over, it's over, this guy seems to have a brain problem."
Many people around him shouted reminders, but Ye Xiong seemed to be swallowed up by the magic mist before he could react.
"Haha, Qin Zhongtian, why are you righteous people either brave or stupid?" Seeing that the other party was shrouded in his own magic mist, Chi Dong burst out laughing. Entering his own domain is equivalent to declaring death.
Within this field, he can know the opponent's location, but he has no way of finding his own location.
Soon, he locked the opponent's position. He still stood there stupidly, looking around blankly, without even a weapon in his hand.
It was clearly the rhythm of waiting for death.
Chidong quietly approached the opponent, went around the opponent's head, gathered powerful demonic energy, and prepared to give the opponent a fatal blow.
boom!
With one palm strike, a very fierce offensive overwhelmed the opponent in an instant.
Ye Xiong seemed to have just reacted, and a white light suddenly shot out from his hand, not only piercing Chi Dong's palm, but also passing through his chest.
Pierce the chest with a sword!
Chi Dong looked at his chest in disbelief, blood gushing out, and then his vision went black, and he died.
When he was dying, he didn't even know how he died.
Off the field, the magic fog gradually dissipated, and just when everyone thought they would see Ye Xiong's body, a scene that stunned them appeared.
A corpse appeared, but it was not that of Ye Xiong, but that of Chi Dong.
"How can this be?"
"This guy actually killed Chi Dong in the magic mist."
"How did he do it?"
The people around looked at each other, not knowing what was going on, because what happened just now happened in the thick fog, and no one knew it.
Ye Xiong had blood stains on his body and on the corners of his mouth, looking like he was seriously injured.
His momentum is also very weak because he is suppressing his cultivation.
In order to earn more military exploits, I can only pretend and deceive one by one.
"Chi Hong, come here." Mo Kelin ordered a female demon cultivator to come out.
This demonic cultivator, like the previous ones, was originally only a golden elixir cultivator, but was possessed by an incarnation and looked like a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Boy, suffer death!"
A powerful demonic energy surged from Chihong's body, and with a piece of demonic mist, she fiercely attacked Ye Xiong.
Ye Xiong ran away and hid, but soon he was shrouded in magic mist because of his "serious injuries" and entered the opponent's territory.
Just when everyone thought Ye Xiong was bound to die, a scream came from the magic mist.
A woman's scream!
Immediately, the magic fog dissipated, and the two figures appeared.
Ye Xiong's aura was even weaker, and his clothes were stained red with blood.
Chihong was even worse, with a big hole in his chest and blood gushing out. Although he was not dead, he had completely lost his fighting ability.
Everyone around was dumbfounded and had no idea what was going on.
This guy was obviously injured, how could he still kill a mid-stage Nascent Soul demon cultivator?
In the dark fog.
"What are you still doing? Go and kill her."
"She has been seriously injured. She is no match for you. Go quickly?"
"Foolish people are lucky. This guy is really lucky."
The people around him were all urging Ye Xiong to take action, but Ye Xiong did not take action. He took out an elixir from his body and drank it, then suspended it in the air and began to refine the elixir in order to restore his vitality.
The people around him suddenly realized.
Isn't this the best time to regain your strength?
If he kills Chihong immediately, Mo Kelin can send out another demon cultivator, and then he will be more dangerous.
"Who said this guy was a fool just now?"
"A fool can be so smart. He is obviously pretending to be crazy and pretending to be stupid."
The eyes of the people around him all changed. The gazes they looked at Ye Xiong turned from looking at him as a fool to looking at him with curiosity.
People around asked for his name, but no one knew him.
"He has a square mirror on his shoulder, recording the process of killing demons. He is obviously from the anti-demon team. Why have I never heard of such a Nascent Soul monk?"
"Maybe it's the new guy!"
While the people around him were whispering, a scribe next to Qin Zhongtian asked: "Ye Qian, do you know this person?"
Ye Qian is Qin Zhongtian's counselor and the military advisor of the entire Great Qin Empire. He knows all the capable people under his banner, but he has never seen such a number one figure.
"I haven't seen him before, he must be a newcomer." Ye Qian said.
With the vigorous anti-demon operations, more and more powerful people have joined the front line to fight against the demons, and it is not surprising that a new Nascent Soul monk has appeared.
"It's really admirable that the newcomer has such strength and courage!" Qin Zhongtian admired.