"This Han Man is really a fool and an idiot." Zhang Yang's eyes changed, in his opinion, even if Ye Chen, this kid, really saved Han Man's life, he would not give up this valuable Xuan-rank demon beast Fire Phoenix Lizard.

In the world of martial artists, it is normal to fight each other for treasures, not to mention that the other party is just a hairy boy with an eighth-layer pulse.

"Let's go." Han Man arched his hand towards Ye Chen, and then took a few people and carried the corpses of his companions down the mountain.

"Zhang Yang, I know what you think in your heart, but the eldest brother advises you, that Ye Chen can seriously injure the Fire Phoenix Lizard, he is by no means an idle person, maybe he is the personal disciple of an elder in the sect, and it is not something we can afford to provoke." Han Man looked at Zhang Yang, who was full of gloomy face, and kindly reminded him, as for whether he listened or not, it was none of his business.

"I know, Brother Man's lesson is." Zhang Yang said gratefully, but he was not convinced.

"Zhang Yang, after so many years of friendship, I know you are a little clever, but if you want to use it in the right place, don't capsize in the gutter." Han Man admonished again, and then said. "I've had a fight with that brute, I've been wounded, and I need to find a quiet place to recuperate, so we'd better get out of here,"

The rest of the team also looked a little tired and lonely, this hunt for the fire phoenix lizard can be said to be a fiasco, not only did a companion die, but in the end there was no benefit.

After a few moments, they found a safe place.

Han Man leaned against a large stone with his back and looked at his injured arm, which was already a blur of flesh and blood, and even his bones were broken.

He took out the golden medicine he was carrying and applied it to his broken arm, secretly surprised in his heart, who is Ye Chen? Obviously, he only has the cultivation of the eighth layer of the open vein, but he can perform the sect's peerless dragon body technique, and his swordsmanship is also very clever, what a strange boy.

Han Man knew very well in his heart that if it wasn't for Ye Chen's appearance, he would not have been able to kill the Fire Phoenix Lizard at all, if that was the case, maybe everyone would be buried in the mountains today.

He was a cultivator of the ninth layer of the Open Vein, and began to use the aura with the golden sore medicine to begin to repair the injury.

The corpse of the Fire Phoenix Lizard was very large, and Ye Chen had no way to take it all away.

So he summoned the Mirage Sword, first peeled off the entire skin of the Fire Phoenix Lizard, in addition to the teeth and four sharp claws, and put them in the Qiankun bag, and finally took out the Demon Beast Neidan.

Ye Chen looked at the sky, and it was sunset, there were many monsters in the beast forest, and it was dangerous at night, so he had to find a safe place to live as soon as possible.

"Stretch!"

The sound of a bowstring trembling sounded clearly in the silent mountain forest.

Ye Chen's eyes shrank slightly, and he felt a fierce murderous aura attacking his head from behind.

Hurriedly performed the dragon body technique, the whole body moved sideways, and an arrow hit the big stone next to it with a bang, and Ling Yu trembled.

Not far away, a young man with a short stature and a somewhat dark face was holding a longbow and was looking at Ye Chen with an indifferent expression.

At the same time, several other directions also walked out of several martial artists, it was Zhang Yang and Zhang Chuan who had seen before, and a few people who had also seen it during the day.

Looking at a few people, Ye Chen asked coldly. "I don't know how many, what does this mean?"

"Boy, don't put garlic anymore, leave your Qiankun bag and the sword in your hand." Zhang Yang was carrying a sword, looked at Ye Chen with a cold face and said.

"What if I don't stay." Ye Chen's eyes flashed with coldness, he had just saved them during the day, but he didn't expect that they would kill themselves now, it was really ungrateful.

Ye Chen looked around and found that Han Man did not appear, and after a little thought, Ye Chen understood, it is estimated that these people acted privately and wanted to kill people and seize treasures.

This Fire Phoenix Lizard's Inner Dan, but Ye Chen was about to use it to break through the ninth spiritual vein, and these people actually dared to snatch it? Then don't blame yourself for being ruthless.

These people are really ungrateful, just for a little spirit stone, they actually want to rob and kill themselves, the life-saving benefactor, which can be regarded as making Ye Chen understand what it means to be sinister.

Thinking about this, Ye Chen didn't say a word, turned around and fled.

Sou

The silver light arrow flew out, like a silver match, and the speed was extremely fast.

Running and leaping, Ye Chen used the swimming dragon body technique to dodge continuously, and his speed was basically not affected, so he dodged the attack of the arrows.

"Give me chase." Zhang Yang gave an order, and everyone under his command immediately dispersed and chased towards Ye Chen with a closed circle.

"Kick, kick, kick."

Quickly shuttling through the forest, Ye Chen's speed was like a leopard, his movements were sharp, and with the dragon body method, even Zhang Yang, who opened the ninth layer of the vein, could only reach his speed.

Only the martial artist who was shooting arrows in the dark made Ye Chen have to be cautious and vigilant, because the strength of this archer was also the ninth layer of the open vein.

", running so fast."

Zhang Yang's face was pale, and in his sight, Ye Chen's figure was getting farther and farther away, more and more blurred.

Although he is a martial artist of the ninth layer of the open vein, he is not good at body speed.

In a hidden weed, Ye Chen stopped, in his perception, Zhang Yang Those people should not be able to catch up in a short time.

Among these five or six people, only Zhang Yang and the archers are at the ninth layer of the open vein, and the other martial artists are only at the eighth layer of the open vein, maybe I can defeat them all. Thinking of this, Ye Chen's eyes flashed with a cold light.

Since the other party is here to kill him, then Ye Chen will not be polite.

Soon Ye Chen felt that someone was approaching, and after locking the other party's position, he hid his figure and carefully touched it.

"His grandmother's, a boy with an open pulse of eight layers, is so difficult."

A middle-aged warrior with a short stature walked around the mountains and forests, holding a long knife in his hand, and cursing in his mouth.

"Sss

Suddenly, the thin middle-aged warrior's figure suddenly stopped, his eyes locked on a big tree in front of him, and there was a python with a thick bowl mouth, spitting out long whiskers, staring at himself.

A cold snort came out from the corner of his mouth, and the short warrior rushed over, the sword light flashed, and the head of the python was thrown up and rolled down into the distance.

At this moment, he felt a fierce and dangerous aura, and the hairs on his back stood on end, and he immediately instinctively swung his knife and slashed behind him.

"Boom."

The sound of the crash of Jin Yi sounded in the silent woods, and the thin man only felt that the world was spinning, and then he saw a headless body standing there, and there was a hairy little man standing next to it.

Ye Chen looked at the warrior in front of him who had his head cut off with a sword, and then looked at the mirage sword in his hand, and sighed very emotionally, the divine soldier is extraordinary, not only cut off the opponent's weapon with one sword, but also cut off the opponent's head.

Ye Chen didn't stop, quickly left here, and continued the next hunt.

Before you know it, the night is already deep, and suddenly a thunderbolt crosses the sky, followed by a heavy downpour, and the jungle is shrouded in darkness.

"Poof."

The Mirage Sword once again cut the throat of an eighth-layer martial artist with an open vein, and looking at this dead martial artist, Ye Chen, who was expressionless, said coldly. "The hunt has just begun."

"Holy shit, why is it raining at this time?"

His clothes and hair were completely soaked, and Zhang Yang's mood became more and more irritable.

I thought he was just a fledgling kid who could be slaughtered easily, but he didn't expect to be escaped by the other party.

"Stretch."

The sound of the bowstring trembling was not conspicuous in the pouring rain, Ye Chen stomped his foot, flew backwards, dodged the dark arrow, took out the long sword from the Qiankun bag, and injected the spiritual energy into the sword body, only to see a cold light flash, and the long sword flew towards the martial artist.

The warrior found that the flying sword hurriedly dodged, and he was able to dodge the flying sword, and as soon as he stabilized his body, Ye Chen had already slashed at him with a sword, and the warrior had no other way but to be forced to raise the sword to parry.

The sword light flashed, and he saw that the warrior's sword had been cut off, and his body had been split in two, and he fell to the grass, and after a glance at the corpse, Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and a sneer came out of his mouth, and then he disappeared into the night and continued to look for the next prey.

"Stretch."

The sound of the bowstring trembling sounded in the dark woods, and Zhang Yang, as a martial artist of the ninth layer of the open vein, had six senses and was sensitive, and his body instinctively took a step to the side.

"Poof."

A silver-white arrow shot into the dirt and stuck beside him, its feathers still trembling.

"It's ...... Silver Iron Arrows. ”

Zhang Yang's eyes trembled, and he looked in the direction where the arrow was fired, only to see that on the branch of a big tree, a young man in Tsing Yi was holding a longbow and staring at him coldly.

"It's you, you killed Zhang Ping."

Zhang Yang's eyes were indifferent and murderous, because Zhang Ping was his cousin, but he didn't expect that his cousin was already dead before he grabbed the property.

"Smack."

Ye Chen jumped down from the tree, the rain splashed under his feet, and said with a sneer. "Don't worry, I'll send you down to the reunion."

Zhang Yang looked at Ye Chen and said coldly. "Do you kid have guts? If you don't run away, forget it, but come to seek death. ”

Ye Chen walked towards Zhang Yang, the raindrops crackled on his body, the corners of his mouth curled, and he said with a smile. "If you didn't separate, but got together, maybe I wouldn't have a chance to win, but now it's just you, and Lao Tzu will kill you like a dog."

"Hahaha...... The martial artists who are only eight layers of the vein open pulse dare to speak out. Zhang Yang looked up to the sky and laughed, and said with murderous intent in his eyes. Little bunny, I'm going to make your death ugly. ”

Regarding the killing of his cousin, Zhang Yang, who had an indifferent temperament, did not care.

Holding an iron spear in his hand, Zhang Yang's body is full of murderous energy, and the cold meaning carries a coercion.

Ye Chen was holding the Mirage Sword, on full alert, and the whole person was ready for battle.

"Take me a shot."

Zhang Yang suddenly rushed out, the iron spear broke through the air, making a whistling wind, and under the infusion of aura, the iron spear emitted a hazy light.

"Smack, smack, smack."

The speed of this shot was extremely fast, and the rain was bounced away, and the shadow of the gun was like a dragon, and the cold light suddenly appeared.

Ye Chen stepped on the dragon body method, his body swirled, and the mirage sword slashed out.

"Boom."

The mirage sword touched the opponent's iron spear, and a majestic huge force was transmitted, making Ye Chen feel that the sword body trembled, the tiger's mouth was numb, and his body retreated five or six meters in a row before he unloaded the huge force.