Chen Nan glanced at the people fighting. "Let's wait until they've suffered heavy casualties. Then we'll attack together and get the essence fruit."
"No problem!"
Du Lang nodded. He glanced at Hua Yunfei and said, "This bastard is really calm. He seems to want to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight."
"Don't worry about him. Anyway, there are three essence fruits. It's enough for each of us to get one." Chen Nan glanced at Hua Yunfei. "If this bastard insists on fighting with us, we'll attack him together and kill him within ten moves."
"That's true."
Du Lang agreed. "As long as he wants to die, we'll fulfill his wish."
While the two brothers were secretly discussing, the scene in front of the tree had become a mess.
Dazzling genuine Qi kept colliding with each other like fireworks. Under the seemingly gorgeous appearance, there was indeed a murderous intent. People kept bleeding and being beheaded.
"I don't want the essence fruit. Let me go!"
A Level Nine martial artist escaped from the battlefield with wounds all over his body. He ran toward the entrance of the valley.
Immediately after him, several seriously injured people gave up on the essence fruit and ran away.
Although the Essence Fruit of Life was important, it was not as important as one's life. If one's life was gone, what was the use of the essence fruit?
"Everyone, stop fighting. They want to reap the benefits without doing anything!"
Suddenly, a Level Ten martial artist jumped out of the battlefield and pointed at Chen Nan and Hua Yunfei's group.
As soon as he said this, everyone who had been in a killing frenzy instantly understood why Chen Nan and the others were not attacking. It was not because they did not want the essence fruit, but because they were waiting for them to fight until both sides were injured, then they would attack.
When everyone stopped fighting, there were only nine people left on the battlefield.
Six Level Ten martial artists and three Level Nine martial artists.
The original dozen or so Ninth Heaven martial artists were either dead or had fled.
"I quit."
Another Level Nine martial artist left the battlefield and ran out of the valley.
Immediately after him, the remaining two Level Nine martial artists also chose to leave.
In front of so many Level Ten martial artists, it was impossible for them to snatch the Essence Fruit of Life. Instead of risking their lives, it was better to retreat.
The scene was very quiet!
The six Level Ten martial artists were only slightly injured, which didn't affect their combat strength.
"Why aren't you doing anything?"
Suddenly, one of the leaders couldn't help but shout at Chen Nan and the others.
"I'm just here to watch the show. Why should I attack?" Chen Nan threw the cigarette butt to the ground and said with a faint smile, "Besides, I'm weak. Wouldn't I be asking for trouble if I were to fight you?"
"Quibble! You're obviously just sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight!" The Tenth Firmament martial artist said angrily.
"Whatever you say. I'll continue watching the show."
Chen Nan shrugged. He looked indifferent and lit another cigarette.
"Chi …"
Suddenly, blood spurted out. The martial artist who had just spoken was distracted and was stabbed in the back by someone behind him. The tip of the saber pierced through his chest and blood dripped down.
"You … despicable!"
He turned around and pointed at his opponent, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
"Leaving your back to the enemy, you're courting death." The warrior behind pulled out his saber. Fresh blood gushed out, and the corpse fell to the ground.
A dignified Tenth Firmament expert died in such a humiliating manner!
On this battlefield, no one was trustworthy except for one's brothers. Because everyone only had one goal — the Fruit of Life!
With the lesson learned, the rest of the people became vigilant and guarded against the people around them.
Silence, a deathly silence!
Everyone was confronting each other. No one made the first move, because whoever made the first move would definitely suffer.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!
If they continued to fight with each other, then Chen Nan and Hua Yunfei would be the oriole behind them.
After half an hour, no one on the battlefield made a move.
Chen Nan and Du Lang looked at each other and prepared to join forces to cut open a bloody path and snatch the Fruit of Life.
After all, both of them had tyrannical combat strength. If they joined forces, even a Tenth Firmament martial artist might not be able to stop them.
However, just as they were about to make a move —
"A group of lowly martial artists, as insignificant as ants, dare to covet the Fruit of Life. You really don't know what's good for you!"
An arrogant voice was heard.
Everyone present frowned. The other party actually called them lowly martial artists and ants. This was definitely an insult!
"Who the f * ck is pretending to be mysterious? Come out and fight if you have the guts!"
A martial artist on the battlefield could not hold back his temper. He waved the long saber in his hand and shouted.
However, just as he finished speaking —
"Whoosh …"
The sound of something breaking through the air was heard. A cold silver light streaked across the sky and shot toward the martial artist's back.
The speed was as fast as lightning. It was appalling!
The martial artist's reaction was agile. Sensing a chill coming from behind, he quickly turned around and waved the saber in his hand to block.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal colliding rang out, accompanied by the mournful cry of the broadsword. That cold light directly pierced through the surface of the broadsword, and with a "puchi" sound, pierced into the martial artist's chest, causing a string of bright red blood to spurt out from his back.
Accompanied by a rain of blood, the martial artist's eyes were wide open. His body fell straight to the ground, dead with grievances.
Instant kill!
At this point, everyone clearly saw the true face of the cold light. It was actually a sword.
It was a killing sword that emitted a chilling aura that could shake a person's soul!
After killing the martial artist, the sword with a murderous aura was suspended in the air. It did not fall down, as if it could fly.
Flying sword!
This word flashed through everyone's mind. Their faces were full of shock.
Flying sword, this was the exclusive weapon of cultivators. Only the mysterious sword control technique of cultivators could control the flying sword and behead the enemy from a thousand miles away.
Could it be that a cultivator had come?
Everyone was shocked. Cultivators had always only existed in legends and were very rare in reality. This was because these people generally cultivated in seclusion deep in the mountains and forests and disdained to step into the secular world.
Now that the Fruit of Life had ripened, it actually attracted cultivators!
"The light of rotten grass dares to compete with the light of the bright moon? You overestimate yourself!"
The arrogant voice was heard again. At the entrance of the valley, three young men with fluttering clothes stood on a huge sword that was three meters long and half a meter wide. They flew over at an extremely fast speed.
Flying sword!
All the martial artists present, including Chen Nan and the others, were shocked.
It was said that only self-cultivators who had reached the Dao Control Realm could fly on swords. Did it mean that at least one of them had reached the Dao Control Realm since the three of them had come here on flying swords?
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