Looking at the three self-cultivators flying through the sky, everyone's face turned ugly.
According to the ancient records, self-cultivators were so powerful that they could defeat warriors of the same level. Now that a self-cultivator of the Imperial Dao Realm had appeared, how could they, who were only at the tenth level of the Qi Dao Realm, fight him?
However, when the three people came close, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Because the vital energy fluctuations of these three people were only at the tenth level of the Imperial Dao Realm, not at the Imperial Dao Realm.
But how could a self-cultivator of the tenth level of the Imperial Dao Realm fly on a sword?
Everyone was puzzled, but soon thought of a possibility, which was the flying sword under their feet.
Maybe this was not an ordinary flying sword, but a treasure. They flew on a sword not with their own strength, but with the flying sword!
The three self-cultivators stood on the flying sword and looked down at the crowd below. One of them said coldly, "These three Fruits of Life are ours. You can go."
Everyone's face turned ugly.
They fought so hard to get in and were about to lose their lives, but these three self-cultivators told them to get lost.
Du Lang could not hold back his temper and wanted to rush out several times, but he was stopped by Chen Nan.
Quietly staring at them, Chen Nan did not intend to make a move. It was not because he was weak, but because he was waiting for the right time.
"First come, first served. In my opinion, you are the ones who should get lost!" A warrior in the field held a long sword and stared at the self-cultivators in the air.
"There's no need to reason with ants like you." The flying sword slowly landed, and the three self-cultivators jumped down. One of them pointed at the warrior who spoke from more than ten meters away and said, "If you are not convinced, my flying sword will make you convinced."
The warrior clenched his fists. His heart was full of anger, but he did not dare to speak.
The previous warrior was killed by these self-cultivators with one sword. Such means made him feel a little scared.
"Either get lost or die!"
The self-cultivator waved his hand, and the flying sword that killed the previous warrior turned into a stream of light and flew into his mouth, disappearing.
He pointed at the four martial artists on the field and sneered, "In my eyes, you lowly martial artists can't even withstand a single blow. I'll give you five seconds to disappear from my sight."
Everyone clenched their fists and stared at the self-cultivator.
Chen Nan also secretly gritted his teeth. If it were any other time, with his temper, he would definitely rush out and fight this self-cultivator.
However, today was not the time to act on impulse. He needed to conserve his strength and obtain the Fruit of Life at the end.
The self-cultivator glanced around. Seeing that no one was speaking, he said, "How about this? Since you don't want to leave, I'll give you a chance. Let's have a competition. You can choose three people. As long as you can defeat the three of us, the three essence fruits will belong to whoever wins."
The four people on the field looked at each other and three of them took a step forward.
"We accept your challenge!"
"Good, very good!"
The three self-cultivators sneered. Then, they opened their mouths and spat out a cold light which turned into a flying sword and quickly attacked the three of them.
The three of them quickly raised their weapons to block.
Clang! Clang!
The flying sword clashed with the weapons and let out a deafening sound. The weapons of the three were almost broken at the same time.
"Ah!"
Two of them dodged the flying sword, but one of them could not dodge in time and had an arm chopped off by the flying sword.
The speed of the flying sword was too fast. In a flash, it was already in front of them.
If not for the martial artist who was killed in an instant and raised their vigilance, they would have died in the hands of this self-cultivator.
Swoosh …
The three flying swords turned in the air and came back at the three of them.
Swish … Swish …
The sword radiance swallowed the sky with a murderous aura!
The three of them no longer had weapons in their hands. The one with the broken arm had his chest pierced by the sword, and the other two were also injured by the blade.
"I quit. I don't want the essence fruits!"
The two martial artists knew that they were no match for the self-cultivator and quickly surrendered.
However —
Pfft …
A shower of blood rained down as the two flying swords mercilessly pierced through their chests. In the end, their heads were chopped off. Headless corpses fell to the ground as blood flowed out. It was a horrible sight to behold.
Three martial artists of the Tenth Sky of Qi Dao were almost killed in an instant in front of a Tenth Sky self-cultivator!
The last martial artist on the field was scared out of his wits. Not to mention challenging the cultivator, he didn't even dare to say a word. He hurriedly took to his heels and ran. However, just as he ran ten meters away, a flying sword pierced through his back and came out from his chest with a burst of blood.
The bloody scene was like an Asura field!
The self-cultivator who looked like a banished immortal killed people like flies.
"This is the result of challenging a self-cultivator."
The self-cultivator in front glanced at Chen Nan and the others and said coldly, "Lowly martial artists, I'll give you five seconds. Get out of here if you know what's good for you. Otherwise, this will be your end."
"Are you afraid of death?"
Chen Nan glanced at Vicious Wolf.
Vicious Wolf nodded. "Yes, but we have to fight even if we're afraid. Otherwise, we might as well cut off our buttocks and become eunuchs!"
"Go ahead. I still have to keep them for my wife."
Chen Nan chuckled as he threw away the cigarette butt. The two of them stood up from the stone slab at the same time and walked towards the three cultivators.
"There are really people who are not afraid of death!"
The self-cultivator sneered and looked at Hua Yunfei. "You two have five seconds to consider."
"Senior Brother, let's go!" Jiang Yifei said timidly.
Hua Yunfei snorted and swung his sleeves. He strode towards the field.
"If you don't go, then I'll go!" Jiang Yifei was scared out of his wits. He strode quickly towards the entrance of the valley.
Chen Nan and Vicious Wolf looked at each other. Vicious Wolf nodded.
Chen Nan took out a dart and poured all his strength into it. With a swing of his hand, he shot it towards Jiang Yi's back.
Jiang Yifei was already scared silly. Now, he hated his parents for not giving birth to him with two more legs. He couldn't run fast enough. Now that the dart was coming, he actually didn't feel it at all. With a "chi" sound, the dart directly penetrated his body and shattered his heart.
"Pfff …"
Fresh blood spurted out from his mouth and dyed the grass red. His corpse fell to the ground.
"You!"
Hua Yunfei's face turned ugly. He stared at Chen Nan. "What do you mean?!"
"He deserves to die!"
Chen Nan only replied with three words. Then, he looked at the self-cultivators.
Hua Yunfei's eyes were about to spit fire. His junior brother was killed in front of him. To the first successor of the Palace of Desire, this was a great humiliation!
If it weren't for the fact that they had a common enemy, he would definitely pounce on Chen Nan and risk his life.
Three martial artists confronted three self-cultivators.
The scene was terrifyingly quiet!
A great battle was about to break out!
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