Chapter 16 You deserve to die, you really deserve to die “The Dajiang Gang is doing things, and all the other people waiting for you can get out of here!” A sharp shout exploded in the night sky. Luo Chen was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't be happier. Yeah! I'm just a bastard! Carrying the snakeskin bag, he couldn't wait to walk towards the dark alley next to him. is to run backwards. His eyes were always focused on those four people, fearing that the other side would attack him casually. While watching, he realized that the four people opposite him were not together.
They were clearly three monks, vaguely surrounding the man near him in the middle. Due to the darkness and the fact that their backs were facing each other, Luo Chen didn't know what the expression on the other person's face was. But when the other person opens his mouth, he can probably guess what the other person's face is. Only because he is familiar with the people surrounded. Wang Yuan! “Li Zixiong, you know what I do, are you sure you want to stop me?” "Stop you? Kill you! Wang Yuan is just a bad guy who handles dirty things for the Poshan Gang. He doesn't think anyone is really afraid of you!" "Kill me? Just because you add these two **** at the fifth level of Qi Refining?" “That’s enough, let’s do it!” With a loud shout, the battle broke out instantly. And a certain group of people had already retreated into the dark alley. Luo Chen's heart was pounding and his face was a little flushed. Those who didn't know better thought he was fighting. Actually, it was rare to see a so-called monk fight, and I was a bit nervous. He knows the Dajiang Gang and the Poshan Gang. Dahefang City was established by the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect, and the main management personnel are also strong men of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect. The various businesses in Fang City, in addition to the properties of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect, are composed of the other five major sects from the Six Far Eastern Regions. However, the composition of a large-scale market with tens of thousands of casual cultivators will inevitably be extremely complex. Especially in the nearby Million Mountains of the Eastern Wasteland, the resources are so rich that the world is envious. Every little bit of it is enough to make casual cultivators live a very prosperous life. So, after many years of operation, Dahefang has three additional forces that cannot be underestimated.
Leave aside the foreign Lianyun Merchant Alliance. The Poshan Gang relied on the mountains to feed themselves. Most of the casual cultivators who went into the mountains to hunt would join the Poshan Gang. Huddle together to keep warm, form a team to kill monsters, meet scattered cultivators, kill people and seize treasures. As well as the Dajiang Gang who make a living on the Lancang River, the benefits brought by that river are, in some respects, not even weaker than those of the Poshan Gang. Between the two, it seems that there is no conflict between the two. But where there are people, there are fights. All kinds of friction and firefights are not uncommon. This time, Luo Chen saw it with his own eyes. Of course, through the conflict during the day and the conversation between Wang Yuan and the others just now, Luo Chen probably learned some truth. This battle, although there is an insinuation of the impending feud between the two gangs, is more related to the magic weapons sold by Wang Yuan. As expected, the original owners of those blood-stained magic weapons were members of the Dajiang Gang, and were most likely relatives or friends of Li Zixiong. Huddled in the alleyway, Luo Chen held his breath and concentrated. He wanted to take a look at the fighting outside, but after thinking about it for a moment, he decisively walked towards another path home. That kind of battle is not something he can participate in. Eating melons and watching plays can easily lead to loss of life. “I just feel a little sorry for Brother Wang’s kindness in lending me a book during the day.” Luo Chen is not an ungrateful person, but with the strength of the third level of Qi Refining, if he really risked his life to help, I'm afraid it would be a disservice. So, it’s better to escape first! A few minutes later, Luo Chen got into another alleyway. If I remember correctly, after passing this alley, there is a small forest outside. If you pass through the forest, you will be very close to home. Just when he was about to drive harder, there was a sound of hunting behind him. Luo Chen turned his head suddenly, saw the figure of the person coming through the moonlight, and then quickly hid in the corner of the alley, hiding his figure. He is one of the two fifth-level Qi-refining monks. He seemed to be pursuing something, flying about two or three meters above the ground while riding the wind, while looking left and right. The night wind blowing in from outside the alleyway carries a slight smell of blood. “This man is injured!” “He is breathing heavily and is seriously injured.” "Looking at the way he was searching, I'm afraid Brother Wang escaped from the siege." “He is worthy of being a master who licks blood every day. He can seriously injure an enemy one to three and run away calmly.”
With a lot of thoughts in his mind, Luo Chen only hoped that the other party would leave quickly. However, some things often don’t go as planned. “You little bastard, I told you to get away, but you actually hit my hand.” The words have not yet been finished. Whoosh! Under the moonlight, a black shadow flew over like lightning. “I can’t kill Wang Yuan, so it’s up to you to help me get rid of this evil spirit!” The black shadow was so fast and urgent that Luo Chen had no time to react. Hurryly activating the protective shield of the tattered robe, he could only take out the high-grade magic sword in his hand. Dang! simultaneously! The sword was broken, the light shield was broken, and the black shadow entered the body instantly! Chen Xiao withdrew the Wind Control Technique and fell to the ground, staggering uncontrollably. There was a wide wound on his shoulder, the injury was so severe that even the smell of blood could not be concealed. Flying here, he knew that he was not suitable to continue chasing Wang Yuan. There happened to be a third-level Qi Refining monk hiding next to him. If he was seriously injured, his own safety might be endangered. Hence, Chen Xiao, who has always been ruthless, suddenly took action without giving the other party any time to react. The result was just as he expected. “Even Wang Yuan can’t defend against my Soul-Breaking Nail. It’s worth it if you, a third-level Qi Refiner, die in its hands.” Poof! After saying this, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, search for loot first, and then leave quickly! Just when this plan flashed through his mind, a fire came into view. "not dead?" boom! He reacted extremely quickly and instantly activated the defensive shield on the robe. However, when the fire exploded, another huge fireball came. It was not just a fireball. Almost at the same time as the fireball exploded, the continuous fireballs behind it almost made him despair.
"How can it be!" boom! boom! boom! boom! It’s too fast and leaves no room for breathing. With almost no pause, twenty fireballs were fired out like a barrage of cannonballs. Chen Xiao is at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and the robe he wears is only the first-level mid-grade. The defensive performance is also pretty good, but it has been cut through by Wang Yuan before when he broke through. Now in a hurry, he was hit by twenty fireballs in a row, and he collapsed without even being able to hold on to the third shot. At the end of the day, what the fireball hit was no longer a person, but a charred corpse. Luo Chen leaned against the wall, his face white as snow and his whole body trembling. Humans have no intention of harming tigers, but tigers are harmful to people's hearts. He did not think of any conflict, but the other party wanted his life! If it weren’t for the fact that the opponent’s power was running low, the state would be extremely poor. If he hadn't always retained a sense of caution, he would have used the magic sword and magic robe as quickly as possible to resist the initial attack of the black shadow. He is dead now. “You deserve to die, you really deserve to die!” Luo Chen gritted his teeth and stood up forcefully. In his abdomen, suddenly there was a hole as deep as a finger. He could feel that there was something like a nail in his body, which made him miserable. Enduring the pain, Luo Chen walked to the lump of charcoal. The other party was burned through, and his middle-grade robe was in extreme tatters, never to see the glory of the day again. Fiddled with the broken sword with his hand, Luo Chen's eyes couldn't help but light up. “At least I still left some legacy.” A dark storage bag, hidden under the tattered robe. Just after picking up the storage bag, before Luo Chen had time to be happy, there was a crackling sound on the roof. Looking up, under the moonlight, a tall man with a big sword in his hand was holding two heads and swooped down like an eagle. (End of this chapter)