Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 23
"Dry!"

Huang Xiaoyan teaming up with Fatty Xuan is indeed a perfect combination. The two of them can increase the accuracy of their arrows to 100%. As long as they don't encounter an opponent that is completely crushed, they will definitely cause great damage to the opponent.

The four of them stopped, and Mo Chen said in a deep voice: "Fatty, stand by the side and help me restrain the Ninth Transformation Mortal Warrior. Brother Yan, help restrain the others. Let's kill the strongest opponent in one go."

"No problem." Yan Yuqiu looked gloomy.

"That's it." Fatty Xuan pulled the bow and arrow to the limit again, and the sharp arrows exuded a bloodthirsty aura.

Zhao Gang and the others also stopped in their tracks, a little apprehensive in the face of Fatty Xuan's arrow.

They could see the strangeness of the arrow, and if they were not careful, they would end up being headshot.

"Fatty man, I can give you a chance to survive. As long as you leave now, I guarantee that I will never trouble you in the future." Looking at Fatty Xuan who was pulling the bow, Zhao Gang was both angry and fearful.

"Brother Chen, do it!"

Fatty Xuan had a cold smile on his face, as if he didn't hear Zhao Gang's words at all. Don't you think it's a bit late to say this now after chasing him for so long?

At least, it's too late for fat people who love to hold grudges.

The moment Fatty's voice fell, the arrow pierced through the space and roared towards Zhao Gang, like a sharp sword light.

And the moment Fatty made his move, Mo Chen and Yan Yuqiu also moved at the same time, one left and one right, and swooped out.

"court death!"

Zhao Gang was furious, and rushed towards Mo Chen regardless of Yan Yuqiu who was on the side.

call out!
But before they had time to move forward, Fatty's arrow came in front of them. For this kind of arrow that can change direction, everyone dared not be careless and had to take back their steps.

But even so, there was still one person who couldn't dodge. The sharp arrow directly pierced one of his arms, and the powerful wave burst, blasting the entire arm into flowers in an instant.

"Ah!" The scream sounded instantly.

But the fat man didn't want to hear this kind of sound, he quickly took an arrow from his back, bowed to the full moon, and shot directly through the opponent's head.

The whole process is like flowing clouds and flowing water, done in one go, it seems very skillful.

At the same time, Mo Chen and Yan Yuqiu also rushed up to them, and together with Fatty Xuan's arrows, they kept pushing each other back.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Zhao Gang yelled angrily, and lost three people in the blink of an eye, and he was still suppressed at this moment.

"Brother Zhao, I'll deal with Mo Chen, and you will restrain Yan Yuqiu, and the rest will attack that fat man. That fat man is suitable for long-distance attacks. As long as he can get close, he won't be able to shoot arrows." He is indeed a veteran, at least at this critical moment, he can respond in time.

"it is good!"

Zhao Gang went straight to Yan Yuqiu without hesitation.

"Iron Mountain Fist!" The Huafan Ninth Layer Warrior rushed out of the crowd, and a huge fist seal pressed towards Mo Chen like a mountain.

"Brother Chen, be careful!" Fatty Xuan exclaimed, and hastily shot an arrow at the ninth level warrior.

However, the shooting of the arrow gave the three eighth-level warriors time to react, and they rushed towards Fatty Xuan in an instant.

Fatty Xuan was shocked, three eighth-level fighters approached, the two of them had absolutely no chance of winning, he didn't even think about it, he immediately pulled Huang Xiaoyan and ran to the side.

On the other side, the Ninth Transformation Mortal Warrior was blocked by Fatty's arrow for a moment, but this moment was enough for Mo Chen to make a move. Like the wind blowing under his feet, he suddenly stepped forward strangely, his face pressed against the opponent's fist The wind passed by, and the backhand was a palm, directly hitting the opponent's chest.

The warrior was shocked and hurriedly backed away, but Fatty Xuan's arrow changed direction strangely and stabbed at his back.

This blow made him drenched instantly, and there were attacks from both front and back, making it difficult for him to dodge.

At the critical moment, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and continued to retreat. Although the arrows were powerful, they had already changed directions in the air, and they no longer had much strength. However, there was a force in Mo Chen's palm that even he was afraid of. , so he was willing to take the risk of being shot, and he didn't want to resist Mo Chen's palm.

When the arrow was about to hit his back, he exerted all his strength and turned his body to the side as much as possible.

puff!

Although he avoided the vital point, the arrow had passed close to his waist, with a piece of flesh and blood attached to it.

"Ah!" The severe pain made him couldn't help crying out.

"what!"

The same scream came from Fatty Xuan's mouth.

Mo Chen hurriedly looked back, only to see that the fat man took an iron fist from a martial artist, and was shaken away, his whole arm drooped weakly, obviously dislocated.

In order to cooperate with Mo Chen in killing the warriors of the ninth level of Huafan, the fat man and Huang Xiaoyan put all their energy on the arrows. Just now, Huang Xiaoyan ignored the warriors who came after him and forcibly turned the arrows back. In order to protect Huang Xiaoyan, the fat man was right one move.

Sixth vs. eighth, Fatty Xuan is not abolished, which is already considered good.

"Fat!"

Mo Chen's eyes showed deep concern.

"Bitch, Brother Chen, kill them!" Fatty Xuan cursed, obviously not seriously injured.

As he spoke, Fatty Xuan gritted his teeth and strung his bow again. The three warriors were so frightened that they stopped in their tracks. They looked at the bow and arrow in Fatty's hands with great fear.

Fatty Xuan took Huang Xiaoyan and ran away again. After pulling away for a certain distance, the terrifying arrow pierced the space again and shot towards the Ninth Level Huafan warrior.

Seeing that Fat Zixuan and Huang Xiaoyan wanted to help him kill the Ninth Layer warriors regardless of their own safety, Mo Chen's eyes froze in vain, and he exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

"Your biggest mistake was standing on the wrong team! The price you paid was death!"

Mo Chen let out a low shout, and all the vitality in his body quickly gathered in his palm, and the purple-gold light was in full bloom, like a flower blooming, turning into a purple-gold fist and blasting out.

"It's only the sixth level, and they want to kill me too."

The martial artist sneered and also threw a punch.

The two fist lights collided suddenly in the air, stirring up a powerful energy, which spread to all directions, blowing the entire forest, and dust everywhere.

Kaka!

The sound of cracking came from the fists of the two at the same time, which shocked the martial artist. He is the Ninth Level of Mortal Transformation, three levels higher than the opponent, but he failed to shatter the opponent's attack and blasted it into pieces , but evenly matched, how could his fighting power be so terrifying.

One day at a time, facing Wang Feng of the eighth level, Mo Chen still has a little advantage, but facing the ninth level martial artist, it is indeed a bit difficult.

"die!"

Mo Chen roared, his whole body burst out with an indomitable aura, he ignored the pain spreading from his fist, urged his fist light, and frantically flocked towards the opponent.

A destructive aura continued to erupt, shattering the opponent's fists, and at the same time, Fatty Xuan's arrows also shot through the air, making the warrior's complexion pale in fright.

He shook out his fist, trying to avoid the arrows coming from the sky.

"Want to leave? Let's stay!"

Mo Chen sneered, and rushed out facing the fist glow, allowing the opponent's attack to bombard him, he resolutely stretched out his wrist, grabbed the opponent's arm, and grabbed the opponent forcefully.

puff!

The arrow whizzed and pierced directly into the opponent's chest, and the tip of the arrow protruded from his back.

There was a touch of shock and panic in his eyes, he couldn't believe it until the death, Mo Chen actually stopped him at the cost of serious injury, and this short shock killed him.

"puff!"

Letting go of the opponent's body, Mo Chen opened his mouth to spit out a smear of blood. The blow just now did cause him a little injury, and the Purple Gold Fist consumed too much, using it several times in a row almost emptied the vitality in his body.

The Purple Gold Fist was the first of the seven strongest punches in Mo Chen's previous life, and it required a huge amount of vitality. Back then when he fought against Wang Feng, just one punch drained the vitality in his body.

Today, if it weren't for the restoration of the martial soul, it would be impossible to use it several times in a row.

"Ah! Damn it!"

Not far away, Zhao Gang saw his companion's death with his own eyes, which made him very angry. He rushed over, but Yan Yuqiu suppressed him so that he was powerless to fight back.

Yan Yuqiu is from a poor family, and he can stabilize Zhao Gang in the entrance examination, and his combat power can definitely stabilize the opponent.

Zhao Gang roared again and again, originally he came to chase and kill Mo Chen, but in the blink of an eye, he had already lost half of his combat power, and the strongest ninth-level warrior was also beheaded by the joint efforts of Mo Chen and Fatty Xuan.

"withdraw!"

Although unwilling, Zhao Gang still gave the order to retreat decisively. The biggest reason was because of Fatty Xuan. Although the arrows were not powerful, they were very strange. They completely suppressed their strength. With the four of them, they still wanted to destroy them. It was almost impossible to kill Mo Chen.

"Fatty, little girl, are you all right?" Mo Chen quickly came to the fatty with a concerned expression.

Fatty Xuan grinned and said: "Don't worry, it's just a small injury, it's not a problem, if the eighth-level warrior can make a move in seconds, then am I still a genius fat man?"

Although Huang Xiaoyan's face was pale, she just consumed too much, and there was nothing serious about it. She looked at Fat Zixuan sincerely, and said, "Brother Zixuan, thank you for blocking a punch for me."

Fatty Xuan said: "Khan, it's a trivial matter."

"Are you all right?" Yan Yuqiu also came over and looked at Mo Chen with a complicated expression.

It's incredible that these three people joined forces to kill a martial artist who was stronger than them by the third level.

Fatty Xuan signaled that nothing happened, then looked coldly at Zhao Gang and the others who were fleeing, and said coldly: "Grandma, I can't swallow this breath, Brother Chen, do you want to chase after me?"

With Huang Xiaoyan as a capable partner, Fatty Xuan's self-confidence has also improved a lot.

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth were also cold, "Weeds must be eradicated, and while they are alone, we can't give them another chance."

After picking up the fallen body of the other party, the four hurriedly chased Zhao Gang and the others, wanting to take the opportunity to kill him.

Zhao Gang and the others ran desperately, looking back from time to time, their eyes full of horror, Mo Chen's strange fighting power, and Fatty Xuan's strange archery skills made them quite afraid.

"Swallow, how is your recovery?" Fatty Xuan asked Huang Xiaoyan after chasing for a while.

The four warriors who died were all noble disciples, and they had a lot of resources on them. The four absorbed some spirit stones, and they recovered a lot of vitality.

Huang Xiaoyan understood and gave a positive look.

Fatty Xuan directly drew his longbow, and aimed three arrows at the few people running ahead.

(End of this chapter)