Ye Chen was thinking in his mind, and the meaty aroma of the roasted monster rabbit meat on the wooden fork gradually came out.
The seven or eight people in the camp calmed down from the shock, and gradually resumed their laughter and noise. Although there was some envy and jealousy, there were some things that couldn't be envied. They had to continue to do what they should do. They still had to hunt monsters and earn money tomorrow morning.
Get spiritual stones so that you can cultivate quickly.
At this time, three monks, including Zheng Zhicheng and Wang, pushed aside the grass and walked toward the camp. The big man Wang, who was walking in the middle, was holding a plump monster rabbit in his hand with a smile on his face.
"Brothers, I'm passing by and want to borrow some kindling! Sorry to bother you!"
The big man surnamed Wang laughed loudly and bowed his hands to everyone in the camp.
There was no fire monk among the three of them. Although the big man carried flint, it was a bit troublesome to make a fire. Seeing a campfire burning nearby, he was too lazy to make a fire himself, so it was more convenient to borrow one.
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"Okay!"
The monks in the camp looked at the three big men, Yun Xin said with a smile.
In the Sunset Field, I often meet other monks from Tianwu Xianyuan City, helping each other, buying and selling missing elixirs, hemostatic pills, detoxifying pills, etc. This is also common, so as not to run to the Xianyuan City. Practice outside.
, when you are always in trouble and need to ask for help, try to make the little things as convenient as possible.
Ye Chen turned the barbecue on the wooden fork and turned to look at the three people. Suddenly he was startled, and a cold light appeared in his eyes. He did not expect that among the three people who came to borrow the fire, there was a young monk with a broken arm.
, turned out to be Zheng Zhicheng.
Ye Chen suddenly stood up, put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, and took it out of its sheath with a touch of cold light.
"Ye Chen!"
Zheng Zhicheng glanced at everyone in the camp, and almost at the same time he was stunned and stopped. Among the seven or eight people in the camp, he saw a very familiar and extremely hateful face.
I searched for four or five days in this sunset field, searched many places, and encountered more than hundreds of Qi Refining Stage monks, including the disciples of the Great Immortal Cultivation Family, but I still could not find any trace of Ye Chen.
Zheng Zhicheng was even worried about whether he could find Ye Chen in this sunset field.
But he never expected that he would suddenly encounter him in this small camp.
"Ye Chen, I finally found you! You must die today!"
Zheng Zhicheng immediately pulled out the spirit sword, gritted his teeth, and his face twisted ferociously. The hatred he had been feeling for several months inevitably broke out at this moment. The guards in the fairy city did not dare to take action, but on this sunset field there was no one.
This scruple.
The atmosphere in the camp suddenly changed, from noisy and fiery to dead silence and cold.
When Yun Xin and other monks discovered hostility, they all stood up in a panic, drew out their spiritual knives and spiritual swords, and faced the three monks including Zheng Zhicheng and Wang Han, preparing to fight.
"Brother Zheng, he is the Ye Chen you mentioned. He is on the second level of the Qi Refining Stage!... It seems that he has met many immortal city monks?!"
The big man surnamed Wang was startled, his expression became solemn, he drew his sword and backed away slowly to avoid being surrounded by the monks in the camp.
"Ye Chen, do you know these three people? Are they your enemies?"
Yun Xin held the sword and frowned.
"good!"
Ye Chen finished speaking coldly. He summoned a fireball and blasted it towards Zheng Zhicheng. At the same time, he suddenly stamped on the ground and attacked Zheng Zhicheng on the right side of the three of them.
"Brother Ye's enemy is my Zhao An's enemy, Zhou Qing. Let's kill him together, brothers!"
Zhao An roared and charged forward with a knife.
Zhou Qing did not lag behind either. He and Zhao An rushed towards the big man in the middle to restrain the big man to prevent him from intervening in the fight between Ye Chen and the Broken Arm Monk.
"Sister Yun Xin, what should we do? Should we take action?" Sister Zhu said hurriedly.
"Do it, kill!"
Yun Xin gritted her silver teeth and swung her sword towards the brooding young man at the end.
As soon as Ye Chen, Zhao An, Zhou Qing, and Yun Xin took action, the rest of the monks in the team also took action and used spells to attack these three people. It is very easy for one or two members of the two groups to hate each other.
It turned into a group battle. Although this battle came very suddenly, there was not much time to think about it. Otherwise, if we figure out the reason, the opponent's knife would have been placed on his neck, and life or death would be up to him.
Zheng Zhicheng rushed towards Ye Chen, raised his hand and fired a water arrow, shooting at the fireball coming from Ye Chen.
Poof, the two spells of water and fire were annihilated in mid-air.
"Tiger Leap Slash!"
Ye Chen didn't expect a fireball to be effective. He was only one foot away from Zheng Zhicheng, and the black iron sword slashed out in an instant.
"Hmph, even with your three-legged cat sword skills, you still dare to fight with me!"
Zheng Zhicheng snorted coldly, pointed to his toes, and quickly dodged to the left. With extremely flexible movement, he dodged Ye Chen's powerful but lack of change in the Tiger's Leap Slash.
"The Thirteen Swords of Qi Men!"
Zheng Zhicheng roared loudly, and his spiritual sword bloomed into a ball of sword flowers. He used thirteen top-level sword moves in a row, which were fierce and tricky, stabbing Ye Chen's vitals with fatal blows.
This is a warrior's sword move. For a first-level monk who has just entered the world of cultivation, sometimes using a warrior's sword move will make him more skillful and easier to use than unskilled spells. Especially in close combat.
time, even more so.
Suddenly, the moment Zheng Zhicheng thrust out his sword, Ye Chen's figure in front of him blurred and was almost unclear.
Zheng Zhicheng almost thought there was something wrong with his vision and blinked his eyes several times.
But Zheng Zhicheng immediately discovered that it was not his vision that was wrong! Instead, there was a faint wind shadow on Ye Chen's body. He suddenly increased his speed, so that a double shadow appeared, and he evaded the thirteen sword moves.
"Wind control! How can it be so fast!!"
Zheng Zhicheng roared loudly and watched helplessly as Ye Chen's body speed soared crazily.
"Die!"
Ye Chen looked stern, and a larger fireball appeared in the palm of his right hand, which suddenly hit Zheng Zhicheng's chest. He didn't use all his strength on the previous fireball, and this one was twice as big.
The fireball was so fast that Zheng Zhicheng had no time to even dodge.
"call!"
"boom!"
The fireball hit Zheng Zhicheng's chest and exploded.
Zheng Zhicheng screamed miserably and was blasted several feet away by the fireball explosion. He rolled several times and fell to the ground.
Zheng Zhicheng grabbed the spirit sword, turned over like a carp, and got up with staggering steps.
He was not killed by the fireball.
Under his clothes, there was a layer of gleaming low-level spiritual armor. It was almost red and slightly dented by the fireball. After being bombarded by the fireball, the blood in his inner abdomen surged, and he was injured by the shock, but he was not injured.
Seriously injured.
His clothes had been burned and exploded, his face was dark, and his messy hair was smoking and charred. The handsome and elegant figure of the Wu Kingdom's young and peerless warrior was completely destroyed by a fireball.
"How could this happen! The second level of the Qi Refining Stage! The movement speed is more than twice as fast as mine! The power of the fireball is far more than twice the power of my water ball!"
Zheng Zhicheng didn't have the heart to care about this, he was shocked.
He suddenly realized that he was no longer a match for Ye Chen. Whether it was his proud swordsmanship, body skills, spells, or cultivation, there was already so much difference that he could only look up to him.
"No! How could this happen!"
Zheng Zhicheng fell into fear.
He lost the confidence to continue fighting, turned around and fled towards the wilderness outside the camp.
The big man and the young monk couldn't count on them. The two second-level monks in the Qi Refining Stage were besieged by seven or eight monks in the camp. They had no time to take care of themselves. How could they save him?
"hateful!"
Zheng Zhicheng ran wildly towards the dense grass outside the camp, trying to break into the dark wilderness and use the darkness to escape the pursuit. He felt uncontrollable grief in his heart. He had planned so hard for so long, and the sure way to kill the enemy, unexpectedly happened in one fell swoop.
Defeated, defeated so neatly.
"Wearing spiritual armor!"
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed and he cursed secretly.
The power of this fireball was enough to blow Zheng Zhicheng into pieces. Unexpectedly, it was blocked by this spirit armor. The defense of this low-level spirit armor was too strong. After being hit by a small fireball, he actually seemed to be fine.
Same.
Ye Chen looked back at the fight between Yun Xin, Zhao An and the rest of the group against the big man and the two young monks. Although their cultivation levels were poor, their numbers were three or four times greater. They were able to completely suppress the two of them, and the victory was just a matter of seconds.
A matter of time.
"Go kill Zheng Zhicheng first!"
Ye Chen took a deep breath, made a few taps of his feet, and quickly rushed into the wilderness, chasing Zheng Zhicheng. Heishuiyuan had already escaped once, and he must not let him escape this time.