Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 143: The Secret of Dao Fruit
"Why don't you just use your strongest sword technique to kill the enemy instantly?"
Xiaoyao vaguely remembered a question she had asked Wang Chen.
"Are you stupid? Anyone who uses a big move right at the start must be an idiot." Wang Chen said indifferently.
Xiaoyao was confused at that time, but now she vaguely understood something.
How can you show your trump card so easily?
Blood bloomed in the air.
The flames around Xue Wentian went out, and his pair of flaming wings slowly went out, and finally fell down like a stone.
Boom!
His landing caused a cloud of dust, and his body twitched unconsciously and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His limbs and chest were stabbed dozens of times in that instant.
Too fast…
His blank eyes reflected Wang Chen's rapidly approaching figure, and he felt inexplicably flustered in his heart.
Xue Wentian's innate flame armor, like Wang Chen's sword seal, greatly enhanced his strength.
In other words, the two of them even have the same trump cards.
Faced with such a powerful opponent, who acted so erratically, Wang Chen felt a surge of murderous intent in his heart.
"Don't kill me." Xue Wentian's voice trembled, and the serious injury made him lack of strength.
"Give me a reason?" Wang Chen put the sword across his neck. Even if Xue Wentian had any delaying tactics, he could kill him instantly.
What's more, he had been severely injured by Shura Dao, and at this moment, many of his vital points were bleeding like streams.
"I know a secret about you." Xue Wentian's voice trembled a little and he was very weak.
"Tell me about it?" Wang Chen said.
"You have to promise not to kill me." Xue Wentian felt Wang Chen's murderous intent.
"You have no choice, and I don't have any curiosity anyway." Wang Chen's voice was emotionless.
After hesitating for a moment, Xue Wentian said with difficulty, "Young Master Tian, it was once predicted that one day...
There will be a large number of Dao fruits coming to the world. He issued a death order that not a single one should be lost. We have obtained nine of them, and there is still one..."
Xue Wentian coughed and was unable to continue speaking, with blood foam appearing at the corners of his mouth.
"Daoguo..." Wang Chen was slightly stunned.
When Shui Yunyao was chasing him, he had already vaguely guessed that what the other party wanted was the Dao Fruit.
"That one, I suspect, is Young Master Tian's real target..." Xue Wentian began to gasp for breath, he felt his vitality slipping away.
"It must have been eaten by you, otherwise why would he list you as one of the highest-level threats. It's a pity that Murong Xumu has always wanted to capture and kill you personally, but he is too stupid, otherwise how could you have grown to this point." He smiled bitterly, his mouth full of blood.
Then his dim eyes were filled with sword light.
Wang Chen didn't look at Xue Wentian again. He understood that he and Young Master Tian were in a life-and-death battle.
But he doesn't have the qualifications now.
Xue Wentian's head and body were separated, and his eyes were fixed on Wang Chen, refusing to close.
Wang Chen did not take away Xue Wentian's weapon.
With a wave of his sword, he shook away the earth and rocks under Xue Wentian's body, causing him to sink into it. This was better than leaving his body exposed in the wilderness.
Although this opponent has a strange character, he is indeed very strong. He gained a lot from today's battle.
"Brother Ji?"
Ye Jiu had walked forward at some point. He saw that Wang Chen did not show any joy of defeating a strong enemy. Instead, his face was gloomy and he shouted in fear.
The demon-like shadow of Wang Chen just now has been firmly engraved in his heart, and even he himself did not realize that he had developed a genuine sense of dependence on Wang Chen.
"Is Chen Hai dead?" Wang Chen asked.
"He still has a breath left. If he receives medical treatment in time, his life should be safe."
“But if it weren’t for Brother Ji’s rescue, we would all have died. From now on, I, Ye Jiu, will go through fire and water for Brother Ji without even frowning.” Ye Jiu said sincerely.
He concealed the fact that he had given Chen Hai the most precious treasure of the White Dragon Sect, a life-saving elixir that he was reluctant to use.
"Chen Hai is no longer fit to stay here. Let's go to the exit first." Wang Chen did not comment on Ye Jiu's statement. When his eyes swept over Chen Hai just now, he knew that the injuries Chen Hai suffered were almost untreatable, so he was very clear that Ye Jiu paid a great price to save his life.
These two seemingly smooth guys, as if they would be willing to die for each other, are actually rare people of character in the cultivation world.
At this moment, he glanced around and saw the other two timid law enforcement officers of the Punishment Hall.
He thought about it and ignored the two of them.
Ye Jiu carried Chen Hai on his back and walked towards the exit.
In that moment of teleporting in the array, it actually took him half a day to get back to the exit.
"You take him out for treatment, and I will look for an opportunity here." Wang Chen said to Ye Jiu at the exit.
"Brother Ji, be careful." Ye Jiu warned sincerely.
Wang Chen nodded and handed him a storage ring.
Ye Jiu took the ring with some surprise, not understanding what it meant. He casually scanned it with his spiritual sense, but was stunned. The ring was full of Yuanling Stones. Although the shapes were not regular, the number was extremely huge.
When he looked up again, he only saw Wang Chen's back.
"Just stand here and don't move. I'll go down and see if there are any oranges."
For some reason, he suddenly remembered Wang Chen's back and what he said when he jumped into the miasma-filled cave.
After a long while, he walked into the teleportation array with a complicated expression.
Not long after, Han Xiao and two other deacons who witnessed Xue Wentian's death came over with complicated expressions. They teleported out and decided to give up this attempt.
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Time goes by day by day.
In a blink of an eye, four days have passed since the start of the trial conference.
On the only way not far from the exit of the teleportation array.
The pair concealed their breath and lay in ambush in a pit, staring closely at the slowly approaching figure.
He was a young monk in a black robe, holding Buddhist beads in his hand, with a peaceful face, like a high-level monk.
Behind the monk, there was another tall and burly monk and a law enforcement officer from the punishment hall.
The duo had no idea that someone was lying in ambush in the soil.
After all, the Earth Escape Technique is unique to cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and there are no Foundation Establishment cultivators in this trial.
The three of them seemed unaware and slowly walked over.
As I walked, I could vaguely hear the excited conversation of three people.
"Thanks to the master, we were able to avoid many dangers and find the Yuanling treasure."
"yes!"
"We are sure to win this time."
The two people behind the black-robed monk looked excited and sang praises to the monk.
The monk smiled but said nothing.
Suddenly, the earth rumbled and spikes as sharp as guns burst out from the soil.
Countless ground spikes brought up large amounts of mud and sand.
The last thing that appeared on the three people's faces was a look of fear. Then the sand that covered the sky and the sun enveloped the three people on the spot.
kill!
A loud shout was heard in the chaos.
Two people jumped out of the ground and swung their swords at the same time. Two huge half-moon-shaped sword lights slashed towards the ground spike at different heights, instantly cutting the ground spike into three pieces and bringing up a cloud of rubble.
The two of them had perfect tacit understanding, and obviously after many times of cooperation, the three people who were attacked by the ground spikes would encounter the sword light head-on, no matter they dodged in a small area or jumped high. In a hurry, they would most likely be seriously injured.
The dust and gravel gradually dissipated, and there was no one at the place where the spikes protruded.
"Brother Huang, where are they ?" the law enforcement officer of the Criminal Court swallowed and asked.
There was no answer for a long while. He didn't know if it was his hallucination, but he always felt that this silence was very eerie.
"Are you looking for this person?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded behind him.
The two were startled and turned around instantly.
But the black-robed monk still had a faint smile on his face, but in his hands was a bloody head with a pair of eyes staring at him.
The two men's pupils shrank as they recognized that it was the head of the cultivator named Huang.
Their reactions were extremely fast, and they instantly leaped into two directions, speeding through the air.
However, before they could recover from their shock, they saw two huge golden hands suddenly appear in the air and slap them fiercely like slapping flies.
Bang! The two of them turned into a cloud of blood mist in the air, and the debris fell all over the ground.
