Martial arts fanatic

Chapter 28 Sandpipers and clams compete for the fisherman's profit
Ten meters away, the scuffle continued.

Ye Bufan perched on the tree trunk, his deep eyes were like a hunter watching the battle in front of him, waiting patiently.

The fight between warriors was brutal and bloody. In just half an hour, more than half of the troops on both sides had been lost, and there were bloody corpses lying on the ground.

Even so, neither side stopped fighting.

Today, either you die or I die.

Another 10 minutes.

On Ma Rongxuan's side, apart from himself, the last brother beside him also fell down.Seeing this, Ma Rongxuan's face became extremely hideous.

Ma Rongxuan was like this, and Huang San and his party didn't take any advantage. They originally had a total of eight people, but now with Huang San himself, there were only three left, and the other two were also seriously injured, which can be called injury. One thousand enemies will lose eight hundred.

But so what, victory is in sight, Huang San and his party did not hesitate at all, and the three joined hands to besiege Ma Rongxuan alone.

Three against one, Ma Rongxuan's disadvantage was obvious.

The sound of metal colliding kept ringing in the ancient forest. Ma Rongxuan was furious, but he couldn't change his situation, and there were more and more wounds on his body.

"Huang San, you should die."

Ma Rongxuan let out a roar, and Huang San slashed at him.

The sharp saber pierced the flesh, and a hideous wound appeared on Ma Rongxuan's chest, and scarlet liquid spurted out from the wound.

Ma Rongxuan fell to the ground and died.

Seeing this scene, Huang San and his two remaining brothers couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This time the loss was heavy, but the goods received were quite generous.

"Boss, this time we got rich. Spirit fruit, I just don't know how many there are." Then, the two subordinates came behind Huang San again, looking at Ma Rongxuan lying on the ground, or at the back of his body. With the burden on his face, he said excitedly.

Suddenly, Huang San turned around sharply, and the bloody saber in his hand turned into a cold light, and instantly slashed at two of his subordinates.

Between the flash stones.

'Puff, puff...'

The blade slashed across the neck, and the sound of flesh and blood bursting sounded.

"Boss, you..."

The two subordinates instinctively covered their necks, and looked at Huang San with horrified eyes, and the scarlet liquid gushed out even more.

'Bang bang! ! '

In just a moment, the two men fell to the ground and died.

In the distance, Ye Bufan was slightly taken aback looking at this scene.

"Fuck, this Huang San is too ruthless, he even killed his own brother." Afterwards, another exclamation sounded in Ye Bufan's heart, but he was only surprised, and quickly regained his composure, looking at Huang San's frowning A wrinkle.

"This is troublesome. Huang San should be at the Yuan Condensation Realm level, and his injuries are not serious. It is impossible for me to sneak attack him. What should I do? Do I just give up these spiritual fruits?"

Giving up, Ye Bufan was not reconciled.

If he didn't give up, Ye Bufan couldn't help Huang San.

Ye Bufan has already seen the strength of the Yuan Condensed Realm fighters. Ye Bufan couldn't compete with the bald man before he was seriously injured by Mr. Ye.

Refining skin, condensing essence, the difference between heaven and earth.

Ye Bufan rolled his eyes, thinking about the countermeasures, but Huang San didn't know it at all. At this moment, he was undoubtedly the biggest winner.

Without the slightest hesitation, Huang San walked directly towards Ma Rongxuan.

Bend down and grab the burden.

There was an excited smile on Huang San's face. After taking such a big risk, now it's finally time to reap the rewards. That feeling is wonderful.

Just as Huang San bent down, Ma Rongxuan's eyes suddenly opened.

Seeing this, Huang San was startled.

Ma Rongxuan, pretend to be dead?

However, before Huang San could think about it, Ma Rongxuan sat up again in an instant, and instantly stabbed Huang San with the saber in his hand. Ma Rongxuan's speed was extremely fast.

Fast, ruthless, fierce, accurate.

The cold saber directly pierced through the chest and penetrated Huang San's body.

After a successful strike, Ma Rongxuan fell to the ground again, as if the strike had exhausted all his strength, but there was a trace of a satisfied smile on his face.

Death, no regrets.

Huang San lowered his head and looked at his chest, only to see that the cold saber penetrated his body, and the blood flowed out like running water.

At this moment, his mind was blank.

One second before the victory and harvest, this second is going to death, that feeling is like falling from heaven to hell.

With a sound, Huang San fell beside Ma Rongxuan, his eyes were tightly open, full of unwillingness, and no longer had any vitality.

Huang San, died.

In the distance, Ye Bufan was stunned watching this scene. Originally, he was thinking about how to deal with Huang San, but he didn't expect such a dramatic change. Ma Rongxuan pretended to be dead to deceive Huang San, and finally died together with Huang San.

Who would have thought of this result?

"Ha ha!!"

After a while, Ye Bufan laughed loudly.

Excitement, excitement, joy.

"This is how the snipe and the clam fight for the fisherman's benefit. This is perfect." Seeing the bloody battlefield in the distance, Ye Bufan smiled, but he did not show up in a hurry.

Caution is the boat.

A group of 15 people, who knows if anyone other than Ma Rongxuan pretended to be dead, people have sinister hearts, so we have to guard against it.If there were people pretending to be dead, and Ye Bufan showed up rashly, with the cultivation and strength of these people, Ye Bufan would definitely die.

"No one should be pretending to be dead."

Looking at the dead and silent battlefield in the distance, Ye Bufan slid directly from the giant tree. After these 15 people fought, the strong smell of blood would definitely attract the wild beasts nearby, Ye Bufan didn't dare to wait any longer.

On the bloody battlefield, Ye Bufan looked at the bloody corpses, without the slightest hesitation, he walked directly to one of the corpses, bent down and picked up the saber in the opponent's hand.

then……

'Puff! ! '

Ye Bufan slashed directly at the opponent.

Compensation.

Whether you are really dead or pretend to be dead, you have to die.

Of the fifteen people, Ye Bufan didn't miss any of them, and he made up for each of them one by one, so he was relieved.

Afterwards, Ye Bufan took off the burden from Ma Rongxuan's body, making sure that the spiritual fruit was in the burden before carrying it on his body.Not only that, Ye Bufan also collected all the food, water, swords, and other belongings of the group of 15 people, and transferred them to the giant tree.

After doing all this, Ye Bufan cut off almost a hundred catties of animal meat from the three-star beast, and buried the trap together with fifteen corpses.

The Primordial Forest is full of dangers, surrounded by three-star wild beasts, it is simply impossible for Ye Bufan to walk an inch, the open space in front of him is still safe for the time being, Ye Bufan does not plan to leave here for the time being, but uses this place as his own camp to bury the corpses Naturally, he didn't want the smell of blood to attract a large number of wild beasts.

Ye Bufan leaned against the giant tree he was living in, let out a long breath, and then took off Ma Rongxuan's burden from his body.

Looking at the burden, Ye Bufan had a happy expression on his face.

Spiritual fruit, nourishing qi and blood, this is definitely what Ye Bufan needs most now, and it is also the most useful thing. With these spiritual fruits, Ye Bufan can quickly improve his strength.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Bufan opened Ma Rongxuan's bag directly. He saw six fist-sized fruits, a bit like apples, each of which was crystal clear, like a work of art. The most important thing was the moment when he opened the bag. A burst of fruity aroma hits the nostrils directly.

Intoxicating, invigorating.

"This is the spiritual fruit."

"good stuff."

Ye Bufan didn't hesitate at all, when he picked up a spiritual fruit and put it to his mouth, he was about to bite it.

"Do you really want to take these spiritual fruits now?" Qin Xin's voice suddenly sounded in Ye Bufan's mind.

Ye Bufan paused: "What, is there a problem?"

"I've told you before that the effect of this spirit fruit is the best and the biggest when it is taken in the Yuan Condensation Realm. If you take it now, it will be a bit of a waste."

"I don't think so. This ancient forest is full of dangers. Any wild beast can kill me. If I don't improve my strength as soon as possible, I may end up buried in the belly of the beast and lose my life. Keep these What's the use of spirit fruit?"

Ye Bufan said, but Qin Xin was powerless to refute.

Indeed, the effect of taking spirit fruit in the Condensation Realm is definitely the best, but in this ancient forest, Ye Bufan's strength is too weak, it can be said that it is difficult to move an inch, it is better to take spirit fruit to quickly increase his strength.

Qin Xin was silent, and Ye Bufan continued: "Besides, there are other warriors here besides the wild beasts. I am innocent and guilty. If those warriors know that I, a kid in the leather refining realm, have six spirits If it does, it will definitely bring me the disaster of killing myself. Instead of doing this, it is better for me to eat it now, at least after eating it, it will belong to me completely, and improving my strength is the kingly way."

"In this case, practice martial arts before you take the spirit fruit. At least you are full of energy and blood now, and you don't need to rely on the spirit fruit. This will give you one more chance to practice." Ye Bufan said so, Qin Xin Naturally, it is not good to say anything more, just a reminder.

Ye Bufan was slightly taken aback.

I was too excited to get the spirit fruit before, but I forgot this point. Everyone can only practice martial arts once a day, and Ye Bufan's vitality and blood have already recovered after a night of practice. As a result, it is indeed a bit of a waste.

One practice, three catties of strength.

For Ye Bufan, every opportunity to practice is very important.

Without further hesitation, he put away the spiritual fruit and carried the burden on his back, Ye Bufan began to practice the 'Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound Strength' in this open space.

(End of this chapter)