Chapter 16

"Dajiang Gang is handling business, idlers get out of the way!"

A sharp shout exploded in the night sky.

Luo Chen was stunned, then overjoyed.

Right, right, right!

I am an idler!

Carrying the snake-skin bag, he couldn't wait to walk towards the dark alley next to him.

He was running away backwards.

His gaze was always focused on those four people, fearing that the opposite side would give him an attack casually.

Under the gaze, he discovered that the four people on the opposite side were not together.

Clearly, three cultivators were faintly surrounding the man closest to him in the middle.

Due to the night and the fact that he was facing away, Luo Chen didn't know what expression was on the other side's face.

However, after the other side spoke, he could probably guess what the expression was on the opposite side.

Only because he was very familiar with the person surrounded.

Wang Yuan!

"Li Zixiong, you know what I do, are you sure you want to stop me?"

"Stop you? Kill you! You, Wang Yuan, are just a rotten person who handles dirty things for the Poshan Gang; don't think anyone is really afraid of you!"

"Kill me? Just rely on you and these two fifth-layer Qi Refining scum?"

"Enough, do it!"

With a roar, the battle broke out instantly.

And a certain idler had already retreated into the dark alley.

Luo Chen's heart was thumping, his face was a bit flushed, and those who didn't know would think he was fighting.

In fact, it was rare to see a so-called cultivator fight, and he was a bit too nervous.

Dajiang Gang, Poshan Gang, he knew these two gangs.

Dahe Market was opened by the Yuding Sword Sect, and the main management personnel were also strong people from the Yuding Sword Sect.

The various businesses in the market, besides the Yuding Sword Sect's industries, were composed of the other five major sects of the six domains of the Far East.

But a large market with tens of thousands of loose cultivators must have an extremely complex composition.

Especially the million great mountains of the Eastern Wasteland nearby, the resources are so abundant that they make people jealous; just getting some scraps is enough for loose cultivators to live very comfortably.

Therefore, after many years of operation, Dahe Market has three forces that cannot be underestimated.

Not to mention the Lianyun Merchant Alliance from outside.

The Poshan Gang, which lives off the mountains, most loose cultivators who enter the mountains to hunt will join the Poshan Gang.

Gathering for warmth, forming teams to kill monsters, and killing people and seizing treasures when encountering scattered loose cultivators is not impossible.

And the Dajiang Gang, which lives by the Lancang River, the benefits brought by that great river, in some respects, are not even weaker than the Poshan Gang.

Between the two, they seem to be like well water not interfering with river water.

But where there are people, there is fighting.

Various frictions and fights are not uncommon.

This time, Luo Chen saw it with his own eyes.

Of course, through the conflict during the day and the conversation between Wang Yuan and the others just now, Luo Chen roughly understood some of the truth.

Although this battle had the fuse of the two major gangs not getting along, it had more to do with the magic tools sold by Wang Yuan.

If there is no accident, the original owners of those blood-stained magic tools were members of the Dajiang Gang, very likely Li Zixiong's relatives or friends.

Shrinking in the alley, Luo Chen held his breath.

He had the heart to watch the battle outside, but after a little thought, he decisively walked towards another small road home.

That kind of battle is not something he can participate in.

Eating melons and watching the show is easy to lose one's life.

"It's just a bit sorry for Brother Wang's kindness of lending me books during the day."

Luo Chen is not an ungrateful person, but with his third-layer Qi Refining strength, if he really risks his life to help, he might just be helping with a mess.

So, slip away first!

A few minutes later, Luo Chen drilled into another alley.

If he remembered correctly, after passing this alley, there is a small forest outside, and after passing through that forest, it is very close to home.

Just when he intended to speed up his journey, a whistling wind came from behind.

Luo Chen turned his head abruptly, saw the figure in the moonlight, and then quickly hid in the corner of the alley, hiding his figure.

It was one of the two fifth-layer Qi Refining cultivators.

He seemed to be searching for something, flying two or three meters off the ground while looking left and right.

The night wind blowing from outside the alley carried a hint of blood.

"This person is injured!"

"Breathing is heavy, the injury is not light."

"Looking at his search, it seems Brother Wang escaped the siege."

"Worthy of being someone who licks blood on the edge of a knife every day, he could seriously injure the enemy one-on-three and run away calmly."

Thinking of a thousand things in his heart, Luo Chen only hoped that the other party would leave quickly.

However, some things often do not go as one wishes.

"Dog bastard, told you to get away, but you actually bumped into my hands."

The words were not finished.

Swish!

Under the moonlight, a black shadow flew over like lightning.

"Can't kill Wang Yuan, this evil breath will be vented by you for me!"

The black shadow was fast and urgent; Luo Chen couldn't react at all.

Hastily activating the protective shield of the tattered magic robe, the inferior magic sword in his hand was barely taken out.

Clang!

Swish!

The sword broke, the light shield shattered, and the black shadow instantly entered his body!

Chen Xiao withdrew the Wind-Riding Art and landed on the ground, staggering.

There was a huge wound on his shoulder, and he was seriously injured, so much so that even the bloody smell couldn't be covered.

Flying to this place, he knew he wasn't suitable to continue chasing Wang Yuan.

It just so happened that there was a third-layer Qi Refining cultivator hiding nearby, and in his serious injury, it was very likely to endanger his own safety.

Therefore, the always vicious Chen Xiao instantly broke out and attacked, not giving the other party any reaction time.

And the result, as he expected.

"Even Wang Yuan couldn't defend against my Soul-Breaking Nail; you, a mere third-layer Qi Refining cultivator, dying under it is worth it."

Pfft!

After saying this, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood foam.

This place shouldn't be stayed for long; search for spoils first, then leave quickly!

Just as this plan flashed through his mind, a fire light entered his eyes.

"Not dead?"

Bang!

He reacted extremely quickly, instantly activating the defensive shield on his magic robe.

However, after the fire light exploded, another huge fireball smashed over.

It wasn't just one fireball; almost at the same time the fireball exploded, the continuous fireballs behind made him almost despair.

"How is it possible!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Too fast, giving no space to breathe at all.

Almost without any pause, twenty fireballs in a row smashed out like a string of cannonballs.

Chen Xiao is at the fifth layer of Qi Refining, and the middle-grade magic robe on his body is only first-order.

The defensive performance is considered good, but it had been slashed by Wang Yuan when he broke out earlier.

Now, in a hurry, being smashed by twenty fireballs in a row, it collapsed without even holding on for the third one.

By the end, what the fireballs were smashing wasn't a person, but a piece of charcoal.

Luo Chen leaned against the wall, his face pale, trembling all over.

Man has no intention to hurt the tiger, but the tiger has the intention to hurt man.

He didn't want to cause any conflict, but the other party wanted his life!

If it wasn't for the other party's lack of magic power and extremely poor state.

If it wasn't for him always maintaining a bit of caution, using his magic sword and magic robe to resist the initial black shadow's attack in the fastest time.

He would be dead by now.

"You deserve to die, you really deserve to die!"

Luo Chen gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up.

In his abdomen, there was a hole the thickness of a finger.

He could feel something like a nail inside his body, making him feel painful.

Enduring the pain, Luo Chen walked to the charcoal.

The other party was burned through, and the middle-grade magic robe was broken to the extreme, no longer seeing the brilliance of the day.

Using the broken sword in his hand to poke, Luo Chen's eyes lit up.

"At least left some inheritance."

A pitch-black storage bag was hidden under the tattered magic robe.

Just as he picked up the storage bag, Luo Chen didn't have time to be happy before a crackling sound came from the roof.

Looking up, under the moonlight, a burly man holding a big knife and carrying two heads swooped down like an eagle.