"How could this be?!" Seeing that an Imperial Martial Artist had been killed, the rest of the group instantly collapsed and retreated. Wang Chen's face was filled with disbelief.
"Hmph, what do you think? A Seventh Rank Demonic Beast is equivalent to a Grand Master! The difference between each rank is a thousand miles! Dongfang Niu Hao's strength is not bad, but he has just entered the ranks of Grand Masters.
He was only able to hold his ground because of luck. The Flying Lion King's True Sun Fire had been absorbed by the Flaming Moon. Otherwise, how could Dongfang Niu Hao resist the Seventh Rank Flying Lion King?
Now, the Flying Lion King had evolved! It was extremely powerful! Not to mention the fact that twenty Emperor Martial experts were useless, even if another twenty came, it would still be useless! Dongfang Niu Hao was also powerless to kill it! If we want to enter the Middle Lands, we must kill this beast! We can only rely on ourselves now! I'll lend you a hand! "Lin Zhan said in a low voice.
At the Imperial Martial Artist level, especially at the Grand Master level, the difference between each rank was a thousand miles. It was not something Wang Chen could imagine.
The situation at the front was precarious, while the casualties at the back were uncountable! The Wailing Plains was filled with rivers of blood. The smell of blood filled the air. It was a horrible sight to behold.
Out of the large troop of nearly a thousand people, some escaped, and some died. At this moment, there were less than a hundred people left! The number was still decreasing. It was a tragic sight.
The Middle Age was indeed a bloody place. Not everyone could enter it! The first checkpoint had already caused countless people to shrink back. The Wailing Plains was already filled with rivers of blood. What about the rest? What kind of danger was waiting for them in the future? Wang Chen did not dare to imagine.
"Ah …" Another heart-wrenching scream came from the front. Another Imperial Martial Artist had died under the Flying Lion King's fangs. Blood splattered everywhere.
This scene made Wang Chen frown. This was indeed a dangerous place. Cultivators like the Imperial Realm were usually top-notch existences in the Northern Borderline. But now, in front of the Flying Lion King, they could not withstand a single blow.
Wang Chen was filled with emotions.
Strength, it was indeed strength! He had always thought that his current strength was pretty good, and that he had made great progress in the past two years. However, at this moment, outside of the Middle Ages, he had seen the Flying Lion King, more than a hundred King Martial Realm experts, twenty Imperial Martial Realm experts, and Zong Martial Realm experts. He had seen the King Martial Realm experts being unable to withstand a single blow and the Imperial Martial Realm experts dying a violent death.
His strength was still too insignificant. The difference was too great. He still had a long way to go.
"Retreat! Everyone, get ready to retreat!" Prince Lu shouted at the top of his lungs.
They were completely unable to withstand the Soaring Lion King and could only choose to retreat! If they persisted, all of them would die!
Following this shout, the crowd became restless. The martial artists, who were already in a sorry state, were completely shaken when they heard this.
"Kid, don't think about it. Prepare to attack! Let them stall for half a minute. I will transfer my energy to you! "Lin Zhan shouted at Wang Chen.
At the same time, he was secretly depressed. That damn kid in the dark. Why hasn't he made a move yet? Damn it! Even if he makes a move, it won't be of much use! Sigh, it seems like I have to do it myself!
"But …" Wang Chen hesitated when he heard Lin Zhan's words.
It wasn't easy for him to let Lin Zhan recover some time ago. Now that he was going to face a Peak Seventh Rank Demonic Beast, it would take a lot of Lin Zhan's energy! Wang Chen was silent at this moment.
"Alright, kid, don't waste time! Do you think I am so easily defeated? A mere Seventh Rank Demonic Beast dares to be presumptuous in front of me? Kill him with one slap! A Seventh Rank Demonic Beast doesn't need all my spiritual energy! I will give you fifty percent of my spiritual energy. Fifty percent is enough! You have to kill it in one move. Otherwise, I won't be able to do anything! "Lin Zhan urged Wang Chen.
Then, he comforted Wang Chen. "Fifty percent of spiritual energy is nothing. Didn't I hold on with two percent of spiritual energy? How can I not buy the Green Spiritual Fruit? As long as it's a problem that can be solved with money, it's not a problem! "
Fifty percent? Hearing this, Wang Chen heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. If that was the case, it would be better! Fifty percent of spiritual energy was enough for Lin Zhan to maintain this state for a period of time! At most, he could buy another Green Spiritual Fruit! Now that he had a connection with the Black Gold Trade Association, buying the Green Spiritual Fruit should not be a big problem. Just like what Lin Zhan said, a problem that could be solved with money was indeed not a problem!
"Roar …" Beside Wang Chen, Flaming Moon was entangled with a Fifth Rank Demonic Beast and was fighting bitterly! After absorbing the True Sun Fire, Flaming Moon's strength had increased significantly! It had reached the critical point of breaking through. Moreover, Wang Chen could feel that Flaming Moon had temporarily stored most of its energy in its body and had not digested it. Otherwise, it would have fallen into a deep sleep and prepared to break through.
Seeing Flaming Moon fighting bitterly, seeing everyone in front of him retreating, seeing people falling beside him, Wang Chen took a deep breath. "Alright!!"
He finally agreed to Lin Zhan's request.
Then, he shouted, "Senior Dongfang, Prince Lu, delay this beast for half a minute. I'll kill it!"
Wang Chen's words were domineering and unquestionable. He was invincible in the world.
Hearing this, Prince Lu almost fell from the sky. Even Dongfang Niu Hao almost tripped over his own feet and almost fell!
As for the rest, their expressions were extremely strange. Their mouths started to twitch.
"Is this kid crazy? Could it be that he's scared out of his wits? " This thought popped up in everyone's mind. Then, they looked at Wang Chen with mocking eyes.
He must be crazy. This kid must be crazy! How dare he say he would kill the Seventh Rank Demonic Beast? He was just a Fifth Rank Honorable Martial Artist. He was lucky to have survived until now! If not for the protection of Dongfang Niu Hao and the people from Xingchen School, this kid would have been dead! How could he have survived until now?
Now, the Flying Lion King's strength was obvious to all! Dongfang Niu Hao's strength as a Grandmaster Martial Artist and the cooperation of 20 Imperial Martial Artists could not withstand it and two of them were killed. He was just a Fifth Rank Honorable Martial Artist, yet he dared to be so arrogant.
"Brat, don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and get out of here!" The First Elder in front also hurriedly roared.
"Give me half a minute. I'll kill it! The Middle Ages is right in front of us. Don't you guys want to go? Let me take a gamble! "Feeling the disbelief in everyone's eyes, Wang Chen shouted. At the same time, he was anxious! He could understand what these people were thinking and the words they were expressing in their eyes!
After all, he was just a Fifth Rank Honorable Martial Artist. His strength was too insignificant. Saying such words would only be treated as a joke! But these people did not know that he had Lin Zhan's help. Lin Zhan's strength was undeniable!
Seventh Rank Demonic Beasts were as insignificant as ants in front of him. Back when he was at his peak, even Eighth Rank Demonic Beasts could not withstand a single blow from Lin Zhan! What more the Flying Lion King? Although he was in the form of a spirit body now and his strength was greatly reduced, as long as he was willing to use his spiritual energy, coupled with Wang Chen's powerful body as a medium, it was not difficult to deal with the Flying Lion King.
Especially with Dongfang Niu Hao and the rest delaying, creating opportunities for Wang Chen!
"Alright! Kid, I believe in you. I'll delay. It's not a problem for this old man to delay for half a minute! Today, I'll accompany you in your madness! Hahaha … "Under everyone's incredulous gazes, Dongfang Niu Hao's face froze for a moment when he heard Wang Chen's words. Then, he revealed a bold and unrestrained laugh as he roared.
Dongfang Niu Hao had agreed so readily that it made Wang Chen's heart feel touched!
It was normal for an Honorable Martial Artist like him to not believe such words! Since Dongfang Niu Hao believed in him, Wang Chen was naturally touched.
"Kid, I'll leave it to you! I'll help you delay! " At the same time, what surprised Wang Chen was that Xingchen School's Second Elder also spoke up at this time, full of confidence in Wang Chen.
This Second Elder, who had made an exception to bring Wang Chen into Xingchen School previously, now had enough trust in Wang Chen.
"Kid, I'll accompany you in your madness!" Seeing that Dongfang Niu Hao and Second Elder had agreed to Wang Chen, Great Elder gave up on the idea of persuading him and shouted loudly.
This kid has always been able to create miracles. Will he be able to do it again this time? Great Elder had this thought, but he still felt powerless! This time, he was facing a mutated Flying Lion King. Was there really such a thing as miracles?
"Alright, I'll let you try!" Prince Lu looked deeply at Wang Chen and said in a low voice.
Previously, Wang Chen's Demonic Beast had given him a huge shock. He did not know why, but this time, he was full of expectations for Wang Chen. Will he be able to create the miracle that the little Demonic Beast had created?
"Hehe, kid, I'll accompany you!" Although Blood Demon looked a little battered, the corners of his mouth were still curled up in a demonic smile as he looked at Wang Chen and said calmly.
"Me too!" As soon as Prince Lu's voice fell, everyone shouted in unison.
The Middle Ages was right in front of them, how could they be willing to give it up?
How much blood did they lose? How much pain did they suffer? How could they give up now? Even if there was a small chance, they would not give up.
"Hmph, I'm not going to accompany you!" As Wang Chen's enemy, the Gigantic Flood Dragon stood in front of Wang Chen without any hesitation and snorted coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew out of the crowd and stopped resisting the Flying Lion King.
Not only him, but a few Emperor Martial Artists that Wang Chen did not recognize also chose to retreat. They flew far away and were ready to escape at any time! They would not believe Wang Chen's crazy words.
"Hmph, cowards. What's the big deal without you guys? It's only half a minute. Kid, get ready! We'll help you hold it off! "Blood Demon snorted coldly as he watched Ju Wu Jiao and the others retreat.
At this moment, only Dongfang Niu Hao and 11 Emperor Martial Artists were left to resist the Flying Lion King.
With the loss of seven Emperor Realm martial artists, the group, which was already in a sorry state, was now surrounded by danger.
As he looked at the seven Emperor Martial Artists retreating behind him, Wang Chen's eyes turned cold. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. "Master, let's begin!"
"Alright, kid, get ready to take on my power. You only need to use World Fighter! Fuse all your power into one sword and turn it into nothingness! Remember! You must kill it in one move. If you fail, you won't have another chance! "Lin Zhan instructed solemnly.
"Got it!" Wang Chen nodded his head with a solemn expression.
Seeing that Wang Chen understood, Lin Zhan shouted in a solemn voice, "Alright, take on my energy!"
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