On a tree trunk in the distance, Ye Chen looked coldly at the gray-robed old man who looked like a madman, with a hint of mocking sneer on the corner of his mouth.
This old man in gray robe is not only greedy, but also extremely shameless.
Seven old monsters in the realm of true immortals were chasing him, a man in the realm of virtual immortals who was accompanied by two burdens.
You even have the nerve to clamor for a head-on fight?
It's so ridiculous!
Ye Chen was naturally not afraid, nor was he unable to defeat him.
But he is not a fool.
You can easily defeat them one by one, so why risk getting hurt and go out and fight them to the death?
Like now, it is so relaxing and pleasant to sneak attack and kill someone from time to time.
From now on, the identities of hunter and prey have been completely reversed!
"puff!"
The old man in gray robe had suffered internal injuries before, and had been eroded by miasma for a long time. At this moment, he was so angry that he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, Ye Chen sneered. The hunting game had just begun.
The four old men no longer had the arrogance and greed they had before.
A feeling of fear spread in my heart.
They didn't dare to act alone anymore, so they stood back to back in a small circle.
He spread his spiritual awareness all around, not daring to relax even a little, and was alert to any disturbance.
Ye Chen was not in a hurry either. He stood on a tree trunk in the distance with a cold smile on his lips.
The poisonous miasma in this valley is his natural ally.
These old guys have been operating in this miasma for a long time. They are extremely nervous at the moment and have to be fully alert to their surroundings. They cannot distract themselves to resist the erosion of the miasma and cannot hold on for long.
Sure enough, it didn't take long.
The gray-robed old man, who had suffered internal injuries before and was so emotionally agitated that he was bleeding, was the first to collapse.
His face, which had originally turned blue due to the miasma, began to turn black.
"Well!"
The gray-robed old man groaned in pain and his body shook slightly.
He felt as if his internal organs were being burned by poisonous fire, and a feeling of dizziness rushed to his head.
He knew that this was a sign that the poisonous miasma had penetrated too deeply.
If he doesn't immediately use his internal energy to refine the toxins that have invaded his body, it will probably cause irreversible damage to his foundation.
In serious cases, the poison may even attack the heart, lead to insanity, or even death.
"I must use my internal energy to expel the poison immediately!"
The gray-robed old man gritted his teeth and spoke to the other three people, with fear of death flashing in his eyes.
"You three, protect me! Be careful of that little bastard's sneak attack!"
The other three old men's expressions changed when they heard this.
The old man in gray robe who was using his internal energy to heal his injuries was a sitting duck.
But they couldn't just watch the gray-robed old man die from the poison.
"Brother Dao, rest assured! We will definitely protect you!"
An old man responded in a deep voice, and the other two nodded solemnly.
The gray-robed old man sat down cross-legged and began to practice Qigong to refine the poisonous miasma in his body.
Seeing this scene, Ye Chen, who was hiding in the dark, had a gleam in his eyes.
He gently played with the Xiaoxiang Mengying in his hand, waiting for an opportunity to attack the old man who was refining poison gas.
When the gray-robed old man enters a deep state of practicing Qigong, his perception of the outside world is the weakest, and that is the time for him to take action.
As the gray-robed old man practiced his skills, his face became increasingly darker and darker, and it was obvious that he was at a critical moment in refining the poison.
The murderous intent in Ye Chen's eyes surged.
The Xiaoxiang Dream Shadow in his hand unfolded with a "swish".
A fan-like shadow shot towards an old man facing him.
"careful!"
The old man noticed the fan shadow the moment it appeared, and without thinking, he swung the sword in his hand to chop towards the fan shadow.
“clang!”
The sword light and the fan shadow collided, bursting out a dazzling light, and both were annihilated.
"Over there!"
Without thinking, the old man immediately turned into a stream of light and chased in the direction of the fan shadow.
"Catch him!"
The other two guardian elders immediately gave up their duties and followed.
If we catch that guy, we can take back the holy weapon!
The three of them formed a V-shape and rushed towards the direction where Ye Chen's whereabouts were "revealed" with murderous intent.
However, they never expected that this was just Ye Chen's trick to divert attention.
Just as the three of them were about to chase after him, Ye Chen jumped through space and appeared silently behind the gray-robed old man.
The cold light of Xiaoxiang Mengying in his hand flashed and wiped towards the neck of the gray-robed old man.
The old man in gray robe was concentrating on refining the poison in his body and was completely unaware of the imminent death crisis.
“Puff!”
The gray-robed old man didn't react at all, and a huge head flew up into the sky.
In those wide-open eyes, there was still a trace of concentration from practicing Qigong.
It was not until the moment his head left his body that his consciousness suddenly woke up.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
His head had moved, and his wide-open eyes were filled with horror and disbelief.
Bang!
The headless corpse still maintained the cross-legged posture of practicing qigong.
The flying head fell heavily to the ground, and the expression of horror on the face was frozen forever.
at the same time.
The three old men who chased out came up empty-handed and didn't even see a hair of Ye Chen.
"not good!"
The three of them felt a sudden pang of anxiety in their hearts at the same time.
They realized they might have fallen into a trap.
The three of them turned around quickly and headed back to where they came from as quickly as possible.
When they returned to their original place, the scene before them made them feel as if they were struck by lightning, and their souls were scared to death.
The headless body of the gray-robed old man was sitting cross-legged quietly, with blood still gushing from his neck.
The head, with its eyes still open, rolled down not far away, its eyes wide open.
The three of them stood there in shock, feeling cold all over!
"How is this possible!"
An old man's voice trembled, his eyes full of fear.
The other old man's legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.
The shadow of death enveloped his heart, causing his whole body to tremble violently.
"I...I want to leave here!"
"I don't want the holy artifact anymore! I don't want anything! I just want to live!"
The fear of death has completely destroyed his psychological defenses.
"Yes! Yes! I don't want the holy weapon anymore! Get out of this damn place!"
The remaining old man's face was as pale as paper, and his voice was trembling.
Invisible enemies and sudden attacks are the most terrifying things.
Of the seven True Immortals, only three were left in the blink of an eye.
If they don't leave now, the next one to die will be one of them, and perhaps they will all die here in the end.
However, Ye Chen, who was hiding on a tree trunk in the distance, raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth.
How could he let them go so easily!
Hunt him down? To steal the holy artifact? He even nearly hurt Xiaodie.
If you want to kill people and steal treasures, you must be prepared to be killed in return.
Now that you are here, just leave your lives behind!
Ye Chen's eyes became fierce and he no longer hid his figure.
Just when the three old men were terrified and at a loss.
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