At the same time, on Wang Chen's shoulder, Yan Yue let out a low growl, and the strange blue-red light in his eyes flashed rapidly, shining brightly. Then, he suddenly jumped off Wang Chen's shoulder and pounced towards another True Martial Artist.

  The tail's blood-red crescent moon, cold light flashing, revealing a bloodthirsty chill.

  At this moment, the requiem of death has begun to be written, and the stirring melody of death is sung loudly on this side.

  Wang Chen's sudden appearance obviously shocked the two night watchmen, their faces filled with astonished eyes.

  A giant sword swooped down, its blade flashing, with an aura like a rainbow. The two of them hastily dodged and parried.

  The substantial sword edge was like a comet streaking across the sky, its dazzling light flashing in every inch of space, and its unmatched aura violently surging forward, unstoppable! In an instant, it arrived in front of the true warrior standing before Wang Chen.

  Rumble...

  Overbearing and unparalleled, who can compete with him! After a series of crisp clashing sounds came dull explosions and piercing sounds.

  The power of Bā Mén Dùn Jiǎ increased by 33,000 jin or more below, and Wang Chen directly killed the Ninth-Order True Martial Artist in front of him.

  Pffft...

  As for the other true martial artist beside him, he was also killed on the spot under Zi Ah's sneak attack at this time, with an expression full of incredulity and unwillingness in his eyes!

  What just happened? He only noticed Wang Chen, but didn't notice the small figure hiding in the darkness! It wasn't until this figure pounced on him that he reacted, revealing a look of horror.

  But it was apparently too late, he didn't know what had happened, how did he suddenly lose consciousness in that instant? How did his mind suddenly go blank? How did he seem to be bewildered?

  When he came to, all he saw was a flash of red light piercing through his body, then a chill spreading throughout, and his life slipping away quickly.

  With a look of resentment and doubt, as well as a hint of fear, the man fell straight down.

  This time, Yan Yue's pair of eerie pupils played a crucial role. Compared to the daytime usage, it was much more sophisticated this time. Taking advantage of Wang Chen's chaos, he directly pounced on that True Martial Artist, and then the eerie glow of his pupils directly bewildered that True Martial Artist, after which the tail's crescent moon shape killed him with one blow.

  Everything seems so familiar, as if it has been tempered a million times! This is the instinct of the demon beast, the terrifying instinct of the demon beast. Born for battle, that killing instinct.

  Yan Yue is making constant progress, and each battle, each sleep afterwards brings it tremendous help and growth!

  It's only been a few days, but the Yan Yue of today is already far beyond the Yan Yue who lived alone in that underground cave.

  "Wang Chen!" The sudden battle cry outside startled several adventurers who were sleeping in the tent.

  Rushing out of the tent, seeing Wang Chen, the leading Lingwu warrior roared.

  "Twelfth Heavy Wave Slash!" Wang Chen let out a cold hum, and the Twelfth Heavy Wave Slash was once again unleashed. It directly chopped towards the Lingwu practitioner, chopping towards the tent.

  At this moment, there are still three true martial artists inside the tent who have not come out yet. The spiritual martial artist felt the enormous power of Wang Chen's sword and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he could only grit his teeth and resist!

  As soon as he makes way, this sword will undoubtedly go straight to the top of the tent! Looking at the 5-6 meter long, ordinary sword tip, Ling Wu knew without thinking that if this sword were to chop down, the three people inside the tent would not have time to rush out and would be...

  And this is also the main purpose of Wang Chen's full-force strike towards him.

  On the other side, Yan Yue had already absorbed the souls of two true martial artists. He licked his tongue and let out an excited roar as he charged towards Ling Wu, seemingly thrilled by the call of powerful energy.

  Rumble...

  Like a thunderclap on a clear day, Wang Chen's Twelve Layers of Tsunami Slash fiercely struck the Spirit Warrior's weapon, with flames flashing and a deafening roar. The gleam of knives and swords was dazzling at this moment.

  Pfft...

  Under the powerful force of the attack, the Lingwu cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward like a stone, crashing into the distance. The fact that Wang Chen had barely managed to withstand this blow was a testament to his strength, which was no less than that of a high-ranking True Martial artist. It could be imagined just how severe the impact on the Lingwu cultivator was at this moment.

  Forced back by Ling Wu, Wang Chen's sword momentum paused slightly, then suddenly fell towards the tent.

  Pfft...

  A shrill cry echoed, and fresh blood dyed the entire tent red. Under the bonfire, it looked even more eerie and dazzling! A true warrior who didn't have time to rush out of the tent was directly killed by Wang Chen in a state of panic.

  Ah...

  Ah...

  Then came two blood-curdling screams, less than a second apart! Afterwards, only to see the tent below, blood splattered, and under the bonfire, the tent was stained red, eerie and bloody.

  The bonfire illuminated those two twisted bodies and expressions, making people feel even more horrified.

  The wailing was ear-piercing, as if they had encountered the most terrifying thing, a heart-wrenching scream and howl from the depths of their soul, filled with desolation and fear.

  On a quiet night, such a mournful cry tore through the immersive night sky, piercing the entire thorny mountain range, swirling around, making people's hearts tremble with fear, and also attracting the attention of all personnel and monsters nearby.

  Just now, at the moment when Wang Chen forced back the Lingwu warrior, Yan Yue rushed into the tent. In the narrow space of the tent, with her agile body and the chaos caused by Wang Chen's sword, the red crescent moon on her tail killed a 9th-stage True Martial Artist.

  The sharp fangs in his mouth pierced through another True Martial Artist's throat.

  The tent was shattered by Wang Chen's sword, and the three corpses in front of him made Wang Chen somewhat unbelievable!

  Yan Yue managed to kill three True Martial Artists in such a short period of time by taking advantage of the chaos? This was absolutely unbelievable, and this guy had once again exceeded Wang Chen's expectations. Yan Yue's efficiency was even higher than his own?

  However, Wang Chen soon came back to his senses and rushed towards the Lingwu warrior who was heavily smashed on the ground.

  At this moment, the spiritual warrior had already been severely injured by Wang Chen's powerful and overwhelming blow after a fierce confrontation, constantly spitting out blood from his mouth! Even some fragments of internal organs could be vaguely seen.

  "Twenty-Four Overlapping Wave Palms!" The Scarlet Flame Giant Sword had already been put away by Wang Chen, who was now prepared to flee. The Twenty-Four Overlapping Wave Palms were enough to deal with this Spiritual Warrior.

  At present, under the power of a second-order spiritual martial artist, opening two gates of Eight Gates Concealment Formation, Wang Chen's 24-layered Overlapping Wave Palm's force is not as good as the improved Tsang Lung Slash, but it has also reached an astonishing 30,000 jin or more.

  Clasping hands together, momentum crashes like a tsunami, thunderclap in mid-air, deafening roar.

  Under the palm wind, the air waves are rolling, the palm shadow is vast in the sky, endless, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

  His feet moved swiftly and silently, like a ghostly shadow, as Wang Chen appeared beside the spiritual warrior. Before the latter could react in shock, his body flashed to the side, leaving no chance for resistance or evasion. The Twenty-Four Overlapping Wave Palms struck the man's body with ease.

  Bang bang bang......

  Within a second, twenty-four overlapping palm waves intersected. A low growl sounded from the body of the Lingwu practitioner.

  "Gulp...gulp..." Fresh blood was spat out continuously.

  Crunch...

  A crisp cracking sound of bone fracture came over.

  Then came a dull hum, the spiritual warrior's eyes widened, his mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't, and fresh blood kept flowing from his mouth.

  His ribs were all shattered by Wang Chen at this moment, his ribs fractured and directly inserted into the five internal organs, dying instantly.

  In one go, he killed six people, a Lingwu and five Zhenwu. Wang Chen didn't hesitate at all, watching as Flame Moon instantly absorbed the Lingwu's soul before jumping onto his shoulder, then immediately fled into the darkness.

  For a spiritual warrior like this, Yan Yue would naturally not let it go! This is a great tonic.

  "Wang Chen, where are you going?"

  "Come and meet your death!"

  The angry roars behind him merged into one piece, and the footsteps rustled. Hearing these sounds, Wang Chen's face was coldly smiling.

  This time's sneak attack was smoother than ever! Even more so than any previous one! With Yan Yue's help, he saved nearly half of the time! From killing the Night Watcher to the end of the battle, it took less than a minute! Among them, Yan Yue's killing of three True Warriors is absolutely deserving of merit!

  In such a situation, in the dark of night, those who came to support had not yet arrived on the scene. Want to use this kind of sound to scare yourself? When you are the one being scared? It's simply ridiculous.

  "Hey kid, go left and slow down, let those guys catch up!" Just as they were about to shake off their pursuers, Ling Zhan's voice came through.

  "What's wrong?" Wang Chen asked with a furrowed brow, looking puzzled.

  Are you kidding me? We're about to get rid of these guys, and this sneak attack is going to be a success, now slow down and let them catch up and surround us?

  "Heh heh, trust me I'm not wrong! Let them catch up a bit! Hmm, slow down the pace, haha... This time I'll make them suffer heavy casualties!" Ling Zhan laughed loudly. Looks like he's in a great mood.

  With absolute trust in Ling Zhan, Wang Chen followed his instructions!

  Very soon, the first two groups of people to arrive at the scene were a total of nine. The leader was none other than Chen Xiong, the captain of the Cheetah Adventure Team!

  At this moment, Chen Xiong's face was furious, bellowing with rage, his feet swift as the wind, exerting his speed to the extreme, even beyond the ordinary, chasing after Wang Chen.

  Under Wang Chen's intentionally slowed pace, the distance between them was constantly narrowing, and in the blink of an eye, less than a hundred meters were left.

  Instead, it turned into eighty meters, fifty meters, thirty meters! Seeing that he was about to catch up, Wang Chen felt a bit anxious and didn't know what Ling Zhan wanted to do.

  Apart from the intermediate Lingwu cultivator, several other true Wu and a Lingwu cultivator also appeared in Wang Chen's line of sight tens of meters behind him.

  Although I don't underestimate any of them, with so many people surrounding me, it's absolutely dangerous to get trapped. Moreover, that black-clothed middle-aged man should be arriving soon too.

  Once he arrived at the scene, Wang Chen thought it wouldn't be easy for him to leave, and the situation was self-evident.

  "Alright. Hehe, the show is about to begin! Kid, head in the direction of the 30-degree angle on your left. Just go that way. No matter what you see, don't bother with it! Just keep charging forward, don't pay attention, and don't stop. Just escape! Remember this. This time we're going to let these guys have a thorough taste!" Ling Zhan said seriously to Wang Chen as he sensed the distance was about right.

  With a face full of sly and cunning smile, it makes people's heart tremble with fear, definitely nothing good.