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Compared to humans of the same level, Vicious Beasts s were much stronger. To be able to deal with a level eight Vicious Beasts by himself, this young man was definitely not ordinary.

Furthermore, given his young age, he already had the strength of an eighth level zhenqi. With his strong innate talent and powerful fighting strength, Zi Chen had no choice but to take this young man seriously.

Compared to the young man, the people around him were much weaker, they were merely at the seventh floor of the zhenqi, so Zi Chen did not place them in his eyes at all.

"Come on, you little thing, you're actually going to fight me." A Sword-light flashed by, and there was an additional wound on its body. The sharpness of the black sword caused Zi Chen's eyes to light up again.

"If this isn't a second rate Weapons, then this is a first rate Weapons." Zi Chen was assured.

The young man quickly took action, his mouth was not idle either, as he spoke some words that the Crimson Tiger did not understand.

"Little thing, why don't I ask you to hand over the herbal medicine? You must be seeking death."

"Serves you right. Today, meeting you, Young Master Ling Fei, will be the day you die."

Listening to the other party's idle chatter, Zi Chen's gaze finally shifted away from the youth and landed on a herbal medicine in the distance. It was a six leaf Blood Lingzhi, and the seventh leaf was also half-grown.

"This is a Ganoderma lucidum." Zi Chen's eyes suddenly widened, as an expression of disbelief emerged within his eyes.

The Lingzhi was divided into nine leaves that grew one leaf every hundred years. At the end of the thousand years, the nine leaves would fall off and transform into a single leaf once more. This leaf was crystal clear, almost like a piece of jade, and was known as the Jade Lingzhi.

Although the Lingzhi in front of him wasn't as frightening as the Jade Lingzhi, six complete leaves still told him its age. Six hundred years had already approached seven hundred years.

An ecstatic expression emerged on the concealed Zi Chen's face a stalk of Lingzhi close to seven hundred years old. Right now, his strength had already reached the peak of seven layers and was only one step away from the eighth floor. If he were to use an ordinary herbal medicine, who knows how long it would take.

However, the stalk of 700 year old lingzhi in front of him could completely let Zi Chen break through to the eighth level, and could even reach the middle of the eighth level.

"I must obtain this Lingzhi. Also, that Weapons is definitely a good item." Zi Chen's eyes lit up, he was scheming on how he could take away the Lingzhi and the black sword in front of everyone.

The surrounding Combat Martial Sect’s disciple s had a total of eight people, each guarding eight different directions. No matter which direction Zi Chen attacked from, he would attract the attention of the other people.

The situation in front of him seemed to be impossible to resolve. The only thing he could do was to directly attack.

The Crimson Tiger's screams became lower and lower. Clearly, it was already on the verge of death.

Just as Zi Chen was at his wit's end, he suddenly heard Ling Fei shout, "All of you get out of the way, in case blood comes to your faces. At that time, tell my Eldest Brother that this Crimson Tiger was killed by me, Ling Fei. This damn place, running into a Ganoderma lucidum the first day, I really don't know what else I'll run into, haha. "

The eight of them nodded their heads in acknowledgement, they all retreated, not because they were afraid of splashing blood, but to let the disciples in the distance see the powerful strength of Ling Fei.

With such a huge commotion coupled with the deliberate display of power, there were naturally people who noticed this place. However, they were all watching from afar or stopped by others.

The eight of them all retreated, passing by Zi Chen's hiding spot, not discovering him at all.

"Haha, little thing, go die." Ling Fei laughed wildly, and a sharp Sword-light flashed across the black sword in his hands. He used all his strength, and Ling Fei struck out.

"Pfft."

The black sword pierced through the Crimson Tiger's neck with a tricky angle. Following that, with Ling Fei's use of his strength, that sinister tiger head rolled on the ground as it vomited blood and landed on Ling Fei's body. The latter continued to laugh loudly.

"Good job, Young Master Ling Fei."

"Young Master Ling Fei is powerful."

The Crimson Tiger was already dead, and the Ganoderma lucidum could be said to be easily captured, the disciples all applauded. However, at this time, Zi Chen flashed down from the big tree, and the first rate walking technique, Floating Step, appeared.

With a tap of his feet, his figure moved several tens of meters away. After two consecutive steps, Zi Chen had already arrived beside the Ganoderma lucidum without making any sound.

"Damn it, there are people from the Young Master."

"Young Master, be careful of Lingzhi."

Zi Chen had arrived without a sound but Ling Fei did not realize that he had arrived. However, the eight people in the distance had already seen it, and each and every one of them began to shout. At the same time, they chased after Zi Chen at top speed.

"Ah, damn you, you dare to steal my, Ling Fei's, belongings. You're seeking death." Ling Fei's face was covered in blood, and was in the midst of laughing happily, but after seeing Zi Chen, his expression instantly became sinister. He shook the black sword in his hand, and it pierced towards Zi Chen.

"F * ck off."

Zi Chen bellowed, his left hand clawed at the Ganoderma lucidum, his right hand formed a fist, and streaks of silver light shot out from his fist towards the Sword-light.

"Bang."

In the midst of the dull sound, Ling Fei suddenly felt a strong force attack him, and his entire body flew backwards. At the same time, the black sword in his hand left his hands due to the intense pain from the shock.

He, who had long since exhausted his zhenqi, was naturally not Zi Chen's match.

In one exchange, Zi Chen had already grabbed the Ganoderma lucidum and at the same time, the Combat Martial Sect’s disciple from eight different directions had already caught up.

If he were to escape just like this, Zi Chen would be able to relax but his gaze was fixated on the nearby black sword.

The sword strike Ling Fei used just now had pierced through his zhenqi, leaving a shallow cut on his fist. The sharp black sword made Zi Chen's heart move.

"Swoosh."

With a tap of his feet, Zi Chen gave up this perfect opportunity to escape and flew straight towards the black sword.

"Brat, you dare to steal from Young Master, you are courting death." A figure blocked Zi Chen as a sharp Sword-light charged towards him.

"F * ck off." Zi Chen roared, and threw out a punch.

BOOM!

Under this punch, those who were obstructing him were immediately pushed back. Zi Chen's footsteps did not stop as he rushed forward.

"Swish!" "Swish!"

Two ravines instantly appeared on the ground behind Zi Chen, and at the same time, several attacks landed on his body.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Muffled sounds rang out again and again. Zi Chen's clothes, as well as the baggage's body, were instantly torn apart. Even their skin had shallow scars.

"What?" "Light injury?"

The other disciples looked at Zi Chen's wound in disbelief, as if they had just seen a monster. Their all-out attack only left a shallow wound, which made them want to cough up blood.

"Use all your strength and kill him for me. Don't worry about it." Ling Fei who was sent flying finally reacted, and immediately shouted out.

When the other disciples heard this, they could only bitterly smile. They had used all of their strength just now, but this guy was a little strange. His physique was actually even stronger than that of a Level Eight Vicious Beasts.

After continuously attacking a few times, Zi Chen sent another two people flying and they finally arrived beside the black sword.

The pitch black longsword emitted a ghastly glow and stood motionlessly at its roots. Zi Chen extended his right hand and grabbed the black sword, only to hear a sword hum coming out, like a flowing black light, the black sword spun around from Zi Chen's hands.

"Kacha!" "Kacha."

With two cracking sounds, the two blades that were encircling Zi Chen were snapped at the waist.

"Good sword."

Without caring about the wounds on his body, he turned his head and ran to the other side. Because in the distance, seven or eight people had caught up to him, including the one who had been knocked out by Zi Chen earlier.

"little thief, you dared to provoke me, Ling Fei. Today is the day you die, so don't think about leaving, medicinal herb garden." Ling Fei shouted loudly from behind.

But right in front of him, the black sword in Zi Chen's hand waved its hand suddenly, and another two blades were sliced apart. Under the respectful gazes of the two disciples, it quickly flew off into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, Zi Chen disappeared into the forest.

"Chase after him! Even if he has to go from heaven to earth, we must catch him! I want him dead!" After Zi Chen disappeared, it was now time for Ling Fei to let out an angry roar.

In the blink of an eye, close to twenty strong person s disappeared from the forest.

"Damn, who is that guy? He actually dared to have ideas about Ling Fei, and even stole a first class Weapons and Ling Fei's Weapons in front of him. Isn't he clearly not giving face to Senior Brother Ling Yun?"

Ling Yun, Zhan Wu Zong, and the future Sect Leader were currently outside the medicinal herb garden.

"We're finished, this kid is finished."

"He's acting too fast, but he's going to lose his life soon. Even Spirit Martial Sect's Chen Feng won't be able to protect him."

As the crowd left, a few spectators also walked out and started discussing. Although they had already determined that the brat was definitely going to die, they had to admit that Zi Chen's previous appearance was extremely confident and carefree.

The attacks of the disciples of the seventh floor landed on his body like it was scratching an itch, while he himself had sent one flying with his fist. In the end, with a single sword strike, all of the Weapons were cut apart.

The might of a first-rate Weapons was deeply reflected in everyone's minds.

Zi Chen was frantically escaping, while Ling Fei and the others were chasing after him with all their might.

In today's matter, Ling Fei had indeed suffered a small loss, but the key point was that he had lost face. In the sect, because of Ling Yun, he could do whatever he wanted, and everything he wanted was the best, which was why he was so arrogant.

But who would have thought that an unfamiliar brat would take advantage of him, and this person was even at the seventh floor of the zhenqi. This made Ling Fei unable to take this lying down.

The Qi Returning Pill swallowed them one by one, as if they were eating beans. As they chased, his zhenqi gradually recovered, and at the same time, because of his shouts, the number of people supporting him increased. The team of twenty people previously had now expanded to thirty people, and there were several at the eighth level of the zhenqi.

If not for the fact that Zi Chen used the Floating Step, he would have been captured a long time ago.

"Whoever catches this brat for me, I, Ling Fei, will return to the sect and give him a copy of First Rated Combat Technique for free." Seeing that the gap between the two of them was getting wider, Ling Fei roared towards the sky as his booming voice traveled several kilometers.

"Junior Brother Ling Fei, leave this matter to me, Chen Qi." A cold voice suddenly came from the forest, followed by a youth dressed in black walking out from the forest.

With a single step, he travelled tens of metres, and his speed was much faster than Zi Chen who was running in front of him.