Chapter Forty-Eight: Chasing and killing all the way, Zheng Chen was desperate

In the face of Zheng Chen's accusation, Zhang Baili looked helpless.

He had spent a lot of money on that treasure.

Just to be able to kill demons and make meritorious contributions, a shame.

In the past few days, on the top of the Seven Peaks, the eyes of others are no longer respectful when they look at him.

Especially losing to two outer disciples, it made him even more shameless and faceless.

Finding Zheng Chen, on the grounds of help, one can seek a strong helper, and the other can also get in touch with Zheng Chen.

Unexpectedly, it ended up like this.

He said bitterly: "Senior Brother Zheng Chen, I don't want to do this either, I also have a brother dead." ”

Zheng Chen They have been in the demon fog for so many days, and no one has died.

Except for Wang Heng, everyone else has the power to fight.

But one of his attendants died, and Huang Taiping was the only one left by his side.

Back at Qifeng, he didn't even know how to explain to the elders.

"Zhang Baili, you are a waste, and your follower is even more waste, and you are innocent. Now you tell me, what should the three True Bone Realm demon cultivators behind him do? Zheng Chen asked loudly.

If it was in normal times, let alone three True Bone Realm Demon Cultivators, even if it was five or six, he would dare to fight.

But now, being chased like a dog, not to mention how aggrieved I am.

"I still have to rely on my brother." Zhang Baili responded.

Nima!

Zheng Chen directly burst into foul language, and he cut Zhang Baili in two with the truth.

"I'll stop two, you stop the other one, buy time. I have already informed the sect that as long as we delay it, we can fight back. Zheng Chen said.

The moment he left the mist, he called for help.

People from the Seven Peaks are at most an hour.

What's more, there are still some disciples left behind around, and it will be faster.

As long as they hold on, they will be able to win.

"Senior Brother Zheng Chen, I have been severely injured, how can I fight again? Senior brother, let's run away. ”

Zhang Baili responded, running fast under his feet.

He was also injured, and the three True Bone Realm cultivators who chased and killed were all in the Full Moon Realm, which was much higher than him.

He wouldn't work hard for a few disciples of Sifeng.

Anyway, these people don't have much strength, as long as he runs fast enough, these people are the ones in his palace.

"Zhang Baili, you are still an old disciple on the Seven Peaks. The way you look, it's no wonder that the Seven Summits are in decline. ”

Zheng Chen almost blew his lungs in anger.

Will he be able to run away?

After a few days of circulation, whether it is physical strength or true qi, it is almost consumed, and it is completely relying on perseverance to run.

Zhang Baili snorted coldly, not only did his footsteps not stop, but he ran faster.

"Dead fatty, you can't run away. How about giving you a chance. If you and that little guy stay, I can let the others go. ”

The demon cultivator who was chasing behind him said with a sneer.

After coming to the mountain, the speed of the three of them was faster, and their shots were more ruthless.

They also knew that they couldn't delay any longer, if the rescue of the Seven Peaks came, they would be in danger.

However, Zheng Chen is too capable of fighting, and the defensive power of his armor is even more amazing.

"That's a good proposal, Senior Brother Zheng Chen, or you can stay. Otherwise, everyone will not be able to leave, and everyone will die here. When Zhang Baili heard this, he suddenly came to his senses.

"Zhang Baili, what nonsense are you talking about. Senior brother's life is worth much more than your life. ”

The disciples of the four peaks immediately refuted.

"It is precisely because his life is worth money that the demon cultivator wants his life, and my life is not worth anything, so they don't want it. I'm also doing this for your good, isn't it possible that you all want to be buried together? ”

Zhang Baili scoffed.

These people are all the most important disciples on the four peaks. If it was usual, he would have been polite. But now, these people are meat on the chopping block, people who are dying.

"Even if we all die in battle, we won't leave Senior Brother alone." The disciples of the four peaks expressed their positions one after another.

"Whatever you want, anyway, you're not from my Seven Peaks." Zhang Baili snorted coldly.

The disciples of the four peaks were still about to refute, but the three demon cultivators suddenly spoke.

"Since these people don't want to leave, let's all stay. You two can leave, get out. ”

As soon as the words fell, the three demon cultivators erupted again.

An icicle fell from the sky and froze several people.

The other two unleashed a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, they were in front of Zheng Chen.

Now among the people in this group, only Zheng Chen and Zhang Baili still have combat power.

As long as Zhang Baili doesn't interfere, they are sure that they can solve everyone within ten minutes.

The outbreak at this moment is also to deter Zhang Baili and prevent Zhang Baili from making a move.

Sure enough, when Zhang Baili saw this, he retreated again and again, without the slightest intention of making a move.

"Broken!"

Zheng Chen let out a loud shout, the ice on his body shattered, but an arrow pierced through the flesh and armor.

The armor was already shattered, and it was even more dim at the moment, and it could fall at any time.

Zheng Chen didn't care about the pain in his body, and turned around to fight with the big knife.

"A few of you go first, Baizi, you must bring the little junior brother back alive."

Zheng Chen said in a commanding tone.

If the demon cultivator wanted his life alone, he would not hesitate to agree.

But Wang Heng can't, Wang Heng is a colored jade bone, which is the hope of the entire four peaks.

In the past twenty or thirty years, there have only been four colored jade bones in the entire Qingya Sect, two at the first peak and one at the third peak.

Therefore, everyone can die, but Wang Heng can't die.

When he chose to stay, he regarded death as his home.

"Senior brother, let's not leave."

The disciples of the four peaks spoke one after another.

"Go back, you're a drag on me if you stay. If you want to kill Lao Tzu, it's not that easy. ”

Zheng Chen's eyes were fierce, and he took out a small bottle from the storage ring and swallowed the pill inside.

This was the last pill on his body, called the Berserk Pill.

After taking this elixir, the person will enter a state of rage, and his strength will increase greatly.

But the time was very short, lasting only a quarter of an hour.

After a quarter of an hour, he will be weakened and left to be slaughtered.

"Senior brother, do you still have the elixir?" The people of the Four Peaks were surprised and delighted.

Zhang Baili was also envious, this was already the tenth case of pills that Zheng Chen had taken. The core disciples are rich.

"Less nonsense, get out of here."

Zheng Chen scolded, and with the long knife in his hand, he cut down a large area of trees.

The surging sword qi made the two demon cultivators have to retreat.

"Zheng Chen, your last pill has been hidden until now. But still you can't avoid death. ”

The two glanced at each other, and they were also ruthless, and a large amount of black mist was released from their bodies.

At the same time, he pressed towards Zheng Chen again.

"Demon Mist? No, it's a poisonous fog. You demon cultivators, what else do you have besides these subordinate methods? ”

"Fellow True Bone Realm monks, do you dare to fight me head-on? You garbage, garbage, will always live in dark corners. You never deserve to be truly strong. Zheng Chen drank heavily.