Chapter 67: The Battle of the Fragments
Wanduan Mountain, the ancient battlefield, the battlefield of the emperor, more than nine million people were scattered, as if dripping water into the sea, clouds floating in the clear sky, and soon disappeared.
Zi Ge and Fu Haozhong hurried with a clear purpose, and when the Di Dan fragments flew away, Zi Ge had already memorized the general direction, and the place where they were going now was the location where the Di Dan fragments were scattered the most.
But among the millions, there will always be smart people who also keep in mind the direction in which the pieces are scattered. At this time, there were probably hundreds of people around Zige, either bright or dark, some walking alone, and some forming a temporary team. Everyone tacitly agreed not to do anything, after all, no one has the Emperor Pill fragment in their hands now, so there is no need to do it too early and let others reap the benefits of the fisherman.
In front of him was a gravel forest, and there was a faint sound of fighting, Zige and Fu Haozhong glanced at each other, if there was a fight, it meant that there was a fight, and if there was a fight, it meant that there were fragments of Emperor Dan, and the two of them quickened their pace.
In the gravel forest, there were two groups of people fighting, dozens of corpses were already lying on the ground, and both groups of people were red-eyed, and they didn't even care about the arrival of Zige and the others.
In this gravel forest, there are hundreds of crystal clear Emperor Dan fragments scattered around!
The fight ended in the time of a cup of tea after Zige's arrival, and there was only one winner in the end. Bruised and bruised, he held the head of his enemy aloft, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and before the laughter fell, a knife pierced his heart from behind, and the laughter came to an abrupt end.
The victor tried to turn his head, but the broadsword from behind him was drawn, and blood splattered three feet, and the victor fell unwillingly, and finally did not see the man who killed him.
This is just a microcosm of the many battles in the Ten Thousand Broken Mountains - cruelty, cold-bloodedness, selfishness, and knives and cold arrows from behind.
"Phew!" The person behind him was holding a big knife, blood dripping from the tip of the knife, and his face was disdainful, "With a good look like you, you still want to get the fragments of the Emperor Dan?
The Great Sword Warrior raised his head, looked around, sneered, and shouted: "I know you are all watching, the Ming people don't say dark words, come out! There are hundreds of Emperor Pill fragments here, enough for us to divide them! Or do you also want to be like them, we snipe and clam fight, so that the fishermen hiding behind them can benefit!"
As he spoke, seven people approached him, and the aura exuded by the team of eight people was not weak, and the seventh-order division realm was all a powerful force.
"You say enough points are enough points, and the Emperor Pill fragments here are all wanted!" A strong man with a scar on his face walked out, his name was Cai Da, and he was followed by ten martial artists with uneven strength, with an average strength of about the eighth order of the division realm.
"You can't say that, those who see it have a share, and it's hard to get fat alone. If you want to swallow it alone, you have to see if you have such a good tooth. A scholar with a feather fan also stood up, named Lin Tuan, he was alone, but his strength was the ninth order of the division realm.
"Let's talk about it, how to divide it?" A strong man with a giant axe on his shoulder walked into the gravel forest with about twenty people, his name is Shang Fei, and he is the eighth order of the division realm.
The people who were hiding in the shadows also came out, everyone is smart, and they are still hiding at this time, once they are discovered, it is estimated that everyone here will attack them in groups. It's okay if you don't get the Emperor Pill Fragment, but it's not cost-effective if you die on the first day.
Zige and Fu Haozhong stood at the edge of the gravel forest, not too close to the center, and there were no fragments of Emperor Dan around. Among all the forces that appeared, he and Fu Haozhong seemed to be the weakest one, one was a seventh-order scholar realm, and the other was a sixth-order division, no matter how you look at it, they are two little sheep who ran into the wolves, and it is safer to hide clumsy.
But Zige didn't care about this, with the strength of him and Fu Haozhong, to put it bluntly, killing the ninth order of the Master Realm was just a matter of consuming some strength, and if someone provoked them, it would only be asking for trouble.
What he really cared about was that among this group of forces, there were five people in black robes, who appeared without saying a word, and their silence made people think that it was a volcano that was about to erupt. The most important thing is that he also has the black robe, and there is a set of ...... in the phoenix ring
God slave!
"Finally appeared. Zige muttered to herself.
"What appeared?" Fu Haozhong asked when he heard Zige's words.
Zige came back to his senses, smiled, and said, "It's nothing, let's see what they say." ”
The big sword warrior standing in the middle of the gravel forest looked at everyone with satisfaction, and said, "There are hundreds of fragments here, and there are also hundreds of people, if I say one fragment per person, it is estimated that the big guys are not happy." ”
"What this brother Tai said is exactly that he is not talented, the ninth order of martial arts, and only one is taken, I'm afraid it's not appropriate. Scholar Lin Tuan spoke, and there was a needle hidden in the cotton.
"That's right, one for each person, isn't that whoever has more people will take more? Lao Tzu was the first to refuse!" Scarface Cai Da looked at the twenty or so people of the giant axe Shang Fei intentionally or unintentionally, and his tone was not good.
The Great Sword Warrior smiled: "Since everyone disagrees, there are so many of us, it is indeed not easy to distinguish." Why don't we weed out some people who are fishing in troubled waters first, and then distribute them?"
"Good way! There are too many people, and some people want to fish in troubled waters, but they can't get it!"
Everyone discussed with the team in a low voice, and after a while, most of them agreed with this method, only those warriors who were small in number and not very strong had ugly faces, and they were powerless to refute.
The Great Sword Warrior nodded with satisfaction, things had been developing according to his thoughts, giving him the illusion of being self-respecting, and said, "In that case, let's clean up those miscellaneous fish first." Two children, are you going to go by yourself, or do you need us to 'help' you?"
The direction he was looking at was Zige and Fu Haozhong!
There's no way, whoever calls them is too conspicuous, the persimmons are soft and pinched, and everyone understands the truth.
"You ......" Fu Haozhong's eight-pack abs were suddenly unhappy, and he wanted to stand up and fight back, but he was pulled by Zige.
Zige's face remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "I want to know how you will help us?"
The big sword warrior's face was gloomy for a moment, he was already immersed in the illusion of self-esteem, Zige's words seemed to him to be a provocation to him, and it was a provocation from the Shijing realm to the Shijing, which was tolerable or unbearable!
"Little rabbit cub, if you want me to help you two, I'm afraid you won't be so easy to leave!" the big sword warrior shouted angrily, "Brothers, go!"
The eight of them rushed towards Zige with a sinister smile, each with the same standard broadsword in their hands, looking like a well-trained army. Everyone else was on the sidelines, looking indifferent. In their eyes, the strength of Zige and Fu Haozhong is not worth mentioning, since they refuse to leave, they will kill them.
That's how the jungle eats.
It's a pity that Zige and Fu Haozhong seem to be the weakest, but they just "look"!
Seven of the eight people went towards Fu Haozhong, and the big sword warrior rushed towards Zige alone, and he wanted to cut Zige who was against him in half with his own hands.
"Little cub, remember to polish your dog's eyes after reincarnation, not everyone is something you can mess with!
Zige didn't move, touched his earlobe, and said with a wry smile: "Do I look so weak?"
The blade is veneered, the cold light is pressing, and the song is moving!
Sideways, punch.
The power of breaking the sky burst out from the fist, pouring down on the body of the great sword warrior without reservation, and the momentum was like a rainbow slashing and slashing. The clenched hands were weakly released, and the broadsword fell to the ground, along with his corpse.
Kill with one punch!
Zige's instantaneous burst of power made the pupils of all the people who were originally disdainful shrink, and the jealousy in their eyes was revealed, and those teams whose strength was not as good as the Great Sword Warrior took a step back unnaturally, for fear of being targeted by Zige.
Scholar Lin Tuan put away the feather fan and looked at Zige carefully, Zige just raised his head, looked at him, and showed a harmless smile. Scholar Lin Tuan bowed his hand slightly, as a gesture of goodwill. Even he, who was at the ninth order of the division realm, began to pay attention to the sub-song that he regarded as an ant at the last moment.
Fu Haozhong's battle was also over quickly, those loose cultivators with machetes were a mess of scum in front of the humanoid tyrannosaurus, and when they realized that Zige and Fu Haozhong were not soft persimmons but hard iron plates, they had no time to regret that they had turned into corpses.
"Now, are we qualified enough?" Zige asked softly.
Only then did they realize that these two people were sheep who had strayed into the wolves?
Everywhere their eyes passed, no one made a sound, Zige and Fu Haozhong retreated to the edge of the gravel forest, looking obscure, but no one would despise the team of this soldier and a division again.
After a long time, scholar Lin Tuan broke the silence, shook the feather fan lightly, and said: "Since the two little brothers have this strength, they are naturally qualified to participate in the distribution, and if the others have this strength, they can naturally do it." It's just that people are still a little self-aware, and if they want to fish in troubled waters, it's better to retreat quickly, otherwise, don't blame the blood in the lower feather fan. ”
As soon as these words came out, the deterrent power of the ninth order of the division realm was revealed, and although more than a dozen people were unwilling, they still left in line with the truth that their lives were greater than the sky. Anyway, there are enough 10,000 Emperor Pill fragments in this first heaven, and there is no need to lose your life for these hundreds of them.
However, there were other weaker people who temporarily united together to form a team of more than 50 people, trying to get a piece of the pie, unwilling to leave.
After a cup of tea, this team, which was uneven and whose comprehensive strength did not exceed the fifth order of the division realm, fell one after another under the attack of the wolves, and more than fifty dry bones were added to the gravel forest.
It's a joke to think that more ants can bite an elephant to death!
At this time, in the gravel forest, there were only five teams left - Zige and Fu Haozhong were one, the lone scholar Lin Tuan was one, the giant axe Shang Fei was one dozen or so, the scarface Cai Da was more than a dozen people, and the last one was the black-robed divine slave!
Scholar Lin Tuan smiled: "The miscellaneous fish have been cleaned up, next, what is your recipe, you might as well talk about it." ”
"I have the most people, I want half of the Emperor Dan fragments here!" The giant axe Shang Fei smashed the giant axe on his shoulder to the ground, just the weight of the giant axe, and smashed the earth into a big hole.
"You want half, why don't you the fuck say it all!Lao Tzu is not so greedy, but so many brothers have to take care of it, Lao Tzu wants a third!" Scarface Cai Da sneered.
When Fu Haozhong saw that these people were so insatiable, he suddenly became anxious and wanted to speak, but he was stopped by Zige, signaling that he didn't need to worry. Zige didn't care about the other three people at all, he only cared about the black-robed divine slave!
"You have tried your best to hide from the tomb spirit and enter the emperor's tomb, just for the sake of the emperor. I want to see what you will choose?" Zige said secretly in his heart.
At this time, one of the black-robed divine slaves stood up, quickly picked up an Emperor Pill fragment from the ground, and said in a hoarse voice, "We only need one." ”
Zige recognized the voice, it was Number One!
Everyone else was stunned, it should be said that they were dumbfounded, hundreds of Emperor Pill fragments, even if they were evenly distributed, each person could get more than three, that is to say, the black-robed divine slave who could get at least fifteen Emperor Pill fragments actually only took one!
In other words, you could have received a mountain of gold, but you only took a gold ingot, and this kind of behavior is really elusive.
Zige was also puzzled, the god slave who was determined to win the Emperor Dan only took one fragment?
Unbelievable!
However, the black-robed divine slave who had obtained a fragment of the Emperor Pill turned around and left, seemingly ignoring the hundreds of fragments of the Emperor Pill on the ground and not caring about it.
Zige whispered to Fu Haozhong: "Ah Zhong, if you meet these black-robed people, remember to turn around and run, the farther you run, the better!"
Fu Haozhong felt a little uncomfortable, grabbed Zige's hand, and said, "What do you want to do?"
Zige broke away from Fu Haozhong's hand, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You must remember what I said." ”
After speaking, the sky tread at a rapid pace, chasing in the direction where the black-robed divine slave left.