The casual cultivator holding a spear rushed forward first and stabbed Ye Chuan in the chest with a fierce spear. He was so powerful that he wanted to pierce Ye Chuan's body with a spear and pick him up.
The end of the spear flickered with light, obviously smeared with poison. There were many runes engraved on the body of the spear, and it looked like a pretty good treasure. A spear stabbed out with a whirring sound, followed by a vague sonic boom and a fierce attack.
There was a hint of solemnity on Ye Chuan's face, and he raised his heavy hammer to block.
There was a crisp clang, and the roaring spear was bent at ninety degrees. An ordinary spear would definitely break into two pieces if it was bent like this, but this spear was not damaged at all, and came back with a roar.
"Boy, take your life and bury it with my third brother!"
The casual cultivator holding a spear roared loudly. He looked much older with a gray beard on his chin, but his temper was fierce and murderous. He gritted his teeth and wanted to pierce Ye Chuan's body with a shot.
At the same time, a harsh whine sounded in the air, and a sharp crossbow arrow whizzed towards Ye Chuan's eyebrows.
Another casual cultivator holding a long bow rushed over and shot a sharp arrow. This arrow was fast and fierce, and it was more powerful than the bearded spear.
In an instant, Ye Chuan was besieged by two masters.
The cultivation of these two casual cultivators is not very powerful, at most they are at the seventh level of real people. They cooperate with each other tacitly and attack even more fiercely when they are angry. Witnessing the fat man dying under Ye Chuan's heavy hammer, he gritted his teeth and attacked with all his strength.
Ye Chuan's body swayed, first he feinted to the left, and then jumped to the right to dodge the whizzing crossbow arrows. Immediately afterwards, he took one step forward and arrived in front of the bearded cultivator.
"Brother, be careful!"
The casual cultivator holding a long bow screamed in surprise. Ye Chuan's cultivation level didn't look that great, he was just a little stronger, but his speed was so amazing, so fast that people couldn't even see his movements clearly. Only a trace of his movements could be seen. A string of shadows.
"kill!"
The bearded casual cultivator was also surprised. After a slight hesitation, he did not retreat, but gritted his teeth and stabbed out again.
"This spear is good, but the marksmanship is terrible!"
Ye Chuan sneered and continued to rush forward. The moment the spear was about to pierce his body, he suddenly stretched out his left hand to hold it firmly. He stretched out his hand and pulled the bearded man who was reluctant to let go. He lifted the hammer and dropped the old guy's hand. My head turned into a rotten watermelon.
"Brother..."
The casual cultivator holding a long bow screamed loudly and gritted his teeth, wishing to eat Ye Chuan alive. However, he quickly jumped to the side to distance himself to prevent Ye Chuan's surprise attack. He bent his bow and aimed an arrow at Ye Chuan's eyebrows. Compared with the fat man and the bearded man, this guy is obviously more vigilant. He is an old fox who has experienced many battles, and his skills are also very good. Unfortunately, before he could shoot the arrow, a black shadow appeared in front of him with a strong wind blowing.
Without thinking, Ye Chuan hammered the ferocious bearded man, then turned around and swung out the heavy hammer in his hand, hitting the casual cultivator holding the long bow squarely. A heavy hammer weighing tens of thousands of kilograms came down suddenly. The latter couldn't dodge and collapsed to the ground. Just in time, a piece of red magma fell from the sky. Instead of being directly killed, it was melted by the hot magma. It wailed and fell silent.
Where did this guy appear out of nowhere
Around Ye Chuan, the dozen or so casual cultivators who had been eyeing him were shocked and subconsciously stepped back.
Killing four masters in the blink of an eye, especially the last kill with a flying hammer, was really cruel!
Seeing Ye Chuan's bravery, the dozen or so casual cultivators following him couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.
"This sarcophagus belongs to me, no one can steal it, just go and do whatever you have to do!"
Ye Chuan glanced at the dozen or so casual cultivators following him. What he wanted was this effect, which could deter many overseas casual cultivators and demons without alarming the two super masters, Qing Tianhou and National Master Jiang Tunsheng. Using his toes, he flew toward the sarcophagus not far away. Just as he reached out to lift the sarcophagus on his shoulders, a strong wind suddenly came from the left.
The old devil's scattered people from the island suddenly rushed out from nowhere, and the dragon-headed crutches in their hands were like spears and thorns, piercing Ye Chuan's vitals. The crutch in his hand felt much more dangerous than the bearded spear just now. Before it penetrated, just the strong wind that was blowing made Ye Chuan's body sting.
Seeing Ye Chuan's bravery, ordinary casual cultivators are afraid and dare not take action, but the big devil who has been wandering on the sea all year round is fearless.
Outside the Maharaja's tomb, the scattered people from the island were disgraced in front of Qing Tianhou and were despised, but their cultivation was not false. Taking advantage of Ye Chuan's unpreparedness and suddenly rushing out, intercepting and seizing the sarcophagus was secondary. His real target was the pill that Ye Chuan had obtained before. Regardless of whether it's right or not, grab it first and then talk about it.
The ground shakes, more and more treasures are sprayed out, and the situation is chaotic. I don’t know how many people are taking advantage of it. Unfortunately, the scattered people from the island happened to see the scene of Ye Chuan collecting the fiery red pill, and they took advantage of Ye Chuan.
He carried a heavy sarcophagus on his shoulders, and there were many people watching him. Even a fire elf rushed over from the opposite side of the crater. The surprise attack from the islanders suddenly put Ye Chuan in danger. It's not difficult to dodge, but you have to abandon the sarcophagus on your shoulders, and it's too late to reach Qinglian's space.
Which is more important, saving your life or seizing the treasure
Anyone with any sense would make the right choice at this time, and Ye Chuan was the same, but he did not dodge in panic, nor did he abandon the sarcophagus on his shoulders. He did not even mean to block, but deliberately lowered his voice. , looked at the scattered people on the island and shouted coldly, "What, old guy, do you want to grab even the things I like?"
The isolated island man who was attacking fiercely suddenly stopped with a shock and looked at Ye Chuan in disbelief, "You..., you are Ben Leimen Tai..., Taishang Elder..."
The familiar voice suddenly reminded the people on the outlying island of a person, Ben Leizi, the Supreme Elder of the Benlei Sect who had been lurking in the fog and scared him away. Under the latter's guidance, he had a few difficult problems in cultivation that he had never been able to solve. It was also under the latter's suggestion that he felt that his cultivation had gone astray and was about to go crazy. Time was running out. .
A legendary master who broke through to the semi-saint realm thousands of years ago. No wonder he is so brave. He suddenly makes a surprise attack. Isn't this looking for death
The scattered people on the island were so frightened that the dragon-headed cane was only half an inch away from Ye Chuan's body. Ye Chuan had no intention of blocking, but he did not dare to thrust it in.
"Hehe, you are wise. What, you also like this sarcophagus? Do you want me to give it to you?" Ye Chuan sneered, lowering his voice and pretending to be an old man.
"No..., no, that's not what I meant, I'm offended!"
The scattered people from the island hurriedly shook their heads. The more relaxed Ye Chuan's tone became, the more uneasy he became, as if he had caused a big disaster. He was dripping with sweat, put away his faucet and crutches, and ran away.