The Cultivation of Immortality by Mortals Begins with the Abandoned Children of the River

Chapter 779 Shameless

"I have seen countless people in my life, but I was wrong. This kid's real combat power is definitely above that of ordinary mid-stage foundation building cultivators. Moreover, this kid is cunning and treacherous, and is the most suitable for your team." Long Yuanwei sighed.

"This kid is indeed a first-class player in reconnaissance and group battles, but we still need to observe his frontal combat power. Relying on the physical body and low-level spells alone is not the kingly way." Li Shengnan still has a lot of opinions about Zhan Nianchuan.

Long Yuanwei smiled faintly and did not refute.

As the battle continued, only ten cultivators were still fighting in the field.

Their clothes were stained with blood, their bodies were covered with scars, their aura was also declining, and their combat power was less than half of their peak period.

And all this was thanks to Zhan Nianchuan.

He would beat whoever was stronger.

He didn't beat them to death or cripple them, but just consumed them. Whenever he was deliberately beaten away by others, it was a good opportunity for him to take the opportunity to attack other cultivators.

What's more, he deliberately stained himself with the blood of others, restrained his breath fluctuations, pretended to be seriously injured, and dodged the attack every time, and then blasted the nearby monks away with one punch.

All of this fell into the eyes of Long Yuanwei and the four armored guards.

This bastard boy is so shameless!

At the same time, the five people had the same thought in their minds.

"Ah~"

Listening to the shrill screams of Zhan Nianchuan, watching him fly like a meteor towards the two male monks who were fighting fiercely, everyone's face twitched wildly.

Here it comes again!

Unexpectedly, the two men's body movements were extremely good. They desperately flashed back and actually avoided the two heavy punches from Zhan Nianchuan.

But before they could launch a counterattack, Zhan Nianchuan, who had punched into the air, smiled strangely, and his fist suddenly opened, and at the same time, ten fireballs popped out, hitting the two people at an astonishing speed, shattering all the protective auras they had hastily condensed.

The two people who were fighting fiercely on the side stopped fighting at the same time, and at the same time chopped the magic weapons in their hands at the two poor guys who had no defense at all.

They were about to splatter blood on the spot.

At the critical moment, two figures appeared silently in the field and rescued the two monks.

There were eight people left in the field!

As the number of people further decreased, the fighting in the field became more and more tragic.

In order to compete for the only quota, the eight people who had already killed themselves were divided into four battle groups, fighting against each other, with the screams of magic weapons breaking through the air and the roar of magic.

Zhan Nianchuan also sacrificed the Burning Heaven Sword, and fought back and forth with a thin man holding a large brass scissors.

Unconsciously, the two of them were getting closer and closer to another battle group.

"This guy is going to do something bad again." The sturdy man had been paying attention to Zhan Nianchuan's every move, and he laughed when he saw this.

"Most likely, but his opponent is not an easy target either, and he is obviously cooperating in the play." The triangular-eyed female cultivator sneered disdainfully from her nose.

As if to confirm her statement, Zhan Nianchuan and the thin man crossed their bodies, hit each other hard, and then spit out blood together, falling to the distance like a kite with a broken string, right in the center of the two battle groups.

In one of the battle groups, the two people who were fighting for life and death felt the fast-flying and weak Zhan Nianchuan. They were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other, and then attacked Zhan Nianchuan with all their strength.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, cutting through the sky, the knife light was bright, and it was cold through the body, and it seemed that Zhan Nianchuan was about to be cut into several pieces.

The triangular-eyed female cultivator took a few steps forward without saying a word, and bent slightly to prepare to jump up and rescue people.

Zhan Nianchuan's performance made her look sideways. Regardless of victory or defeat, she decided to recruit him into the team.

"Hehe, this kid is finished. How can he survive until now without any fuel?" A wretched-looking armored guard with a mustache gloated over the misfortune.

However, before he finished speaking, four humanoid puppets appeared in front of Zhan Nianchuan, completely blocking the attacking sword energy and knife light.

"Xuan-level top-grade puppet!" The armored young man exclaimed.

The others were also very surprised, and they all felt incredible about Zhan Nianchuan's rich wealth.

Almost all the people who came to join the patrol team were ruthless, but they could also be said to be poor.

If they were not lacking in cultivation resources, how could they join such a team with extremely dangerous tasks and high mortality rates?

The next moment.

With a burst of dense and loud noises like a rainstorm, the sword energy scattered, the knife light shattered, and the four puppets had no major damage except for some slight dents on their bodies.

"It's my turn!"

Zhan Nianchuan laughed loudly, kicked his legs hard on the ground, and the whole stone chamber shook.

With the help of the recoil of the ban, his body flew up like an arrow, shooting towards the two people with a look of shock.

At the same time, the four puppets opened their mouths and spit out four white light beams at the two people.

Seeing this, the two people's pupils shrank sharply, and they gathered together without thinking, and used all their strength to drive the swords in their hands to hit two of the light beams. At the same time, two defensive magic weapons grew larger and flew up, blocking them in front of them layer by layer.

Boom!

Bang!

Several loud noises exploded in the field, the spiritual light scattered, the swords deformed and almost broke, and the two defensive magic weapons were also violently knocked away.

The two men's blood was boiling and they were completely unable to control their bodies. They flew backwards and hit the wall behind them heavily.

Before they could stabilize their bodies, a whistling wind sounded around them, and two heavy punches hit their chests like lightning.

Crackling!

The horrifying sound of broken bones and tendons rang out, and the two men spat out a large mouthful of blood, and then collapsed powerlessly.

At the same time, two wails came out from another battle group. The thin man waved the scissors and almost cut off one man's arm, and the other golden palm print broke all the bones in the chest of another cultivator.

The last four people!

Entering the final stage, the most intense conflict did not break out in the field, and everything was quiet.

The thin man and the other two male cultivators held the spirit stone in their hands, and looked at Zhan Nianchuan with a serious face.

By now, the three of them have understood who the final winner is.

It's this kid in the early stage of foundation building!

He practiced both magic and body, and his methods are endless, and his combat power is amazing!

What made them even less eager to fight for it was the four Xuan-level high-grade puppets.

Four!

The three of them had been fighting bloody all the way to now, and most of their magic power had been consumed. They were simply unable to resist the puppets' attacks, nor could they break the puppets' defenses.

As for instantly killing Zhan Nianchuan, they had no hope at all.

This kid's agility, reaction speed, and physical defense were far superior to theirs. It seemed that his wealth must be extremely rich, and he would definitely not lack defensive magic tools and protective soft armor.

They looked at each other and understood what the other was thinking, that is, they would admit defeat immediately.

However, at this moment, Long Yuanwei's faint voice sounded, and they instantly cheered up.

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