pertwk Chapter 329 - Tiger at the Front, Wolves at the Back
Chapter 329 - Tiger at the Front, Wolves at the Back
Chapter 329 - Tiger at the Front, Wolves at the Back
“Do it!”
With that order, those poised to strike launched fierce assaults against Chen Fan one by one.
They surged forward like raging waves or ancient beasts, ready to engulf Chen Fan.
Chen Fan did not panic, as this was within his expectations. So, taking precautions was inevitable.
When the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit had been just a meter away from his hands, he had unleashed his Wings of Rain Dragon. With a single powerful flap, a gust as sharp as knives erupted, pushing Chen Fan away from danger.
Rumble!
Those people’s attacks struck the spot Chen Fan had been on, creating a large pit in the ground.
Since Chen Fan had been standing close to the lake, the attack also sent the dark nether cold waters flying; soon, it cascaded down like rain.
The water droplets landed on some of these people. Immediately, miserable screams rang out as they quickly revolved their cultivation to ward off the cold energy.
Chen Fan did not care about them. He put the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit away and flew into the distance.
“Damn it!”
“Give chase! We can’t let this brat get away!”
“That damned brat, he’s actually so crafty.”
“......”
After their simultaneous attacks failed against Chen Fan, they grew immediately furious. They cursed loudly before giving chase, resembling devils and monsters.
Chen Fan soon retracted the Wings of Rain Dragon.
This mountain was very bizarre; flying into the sky here was tantamount to inviting death.
Chen Fan rushed down the mountain with his legs moving as swiftly as the wind.
Once he escaped this mountain, the skies would be free for the birds to fly and the seas wide enough for the fish to leap. Those in pursuit could never catch up.
The crowd at the back shouted scornfully.
Poof!
Chen Fan's spear pierced through Qiu Beihai's palm seal as smooth as a hot knife through butter.
Yet, in that split second, Qiu Beihai drew his blood saber and launched a counterattack.
“Running away, eh? So, you're the one who dared to snatch my sacred fruit. That’s an act no different from courting death. I’m giving you a chance to live right now. Kneel, hand over the sacred fruit with both hands, break your arm, and I will spare your life. Otherwise, face the edge of my blood saber. I have killed at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, weaklings at the seventh level like you,” said Qiu Beihai, but his attacks did not stop. He chopped down with his saber, bursting with a bloody light, and clashed violently with Chen Fan’s iron spear.
Clang!
The saber and spear collided. The tremendous force sent ripples flying out, turning the surrounding ancient trees into splinters that flew in all directions.
Whoosh, whoosh.
The aftershock created a terrifying whirlwind, sweeping in all directions. Large chunks of the soil on the ground flew up. It was a mess.
This saber pushed Chen Fan back, but Qiu Beihai was also knocked back repeatedly, leaving numerous inch-deep footprints on the ground.
The pursuing crowd stopped when they saw this scene; their expressions darkened.
Since Qiu Beihai had arrived, they could no longer have designs on the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit.
They were also stunned. Everyone here was familiar with Qiu Beihai’s great name. They didn’t expect a lowly seventh-level expert like Chen Fan to exchange moves with Qiu Beihai and come out unscathed.
“Damn it, Qiu Beihai arrived so soon. That Heartmoon Sacred Fruit no longer has anything to do with us.”
“That might not necessarily be true. That kid may only be at the seventh level, but he came out completely fine after clashing with Qiu Beihai. He’s definitely not weak. Let him exhaust Qiu Beihai, and then we’ll strike together. Perhaps we can even take down Qiu Beihai together.”
“That’s right. Let’s wait and see first. Let them fight it out while we wait for our chance.”
“......”
Naturally, these people didn’t want to give up on the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit easily. They all waited a distance away, their gazes flickering, wishing Chen Fan would be a little stronger. It would be best if both became gravely injured. That way, they would become the fishermen that benefited from the side.
“Hoho, you’re not bad, kid. To be able to block my counterattack, you should be as strong as someone at the ninth level.”
Qiu Beihai blocked Chen Fan’s way down the mountain, holding his blood saber horizontally and stretching his neck, looking ferocious.
“But even if it’s the ninth-level Yuanfu realm experts, I have killed countless of them. I advise you to kneel and drop the idea of resisting. Hand over the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit and I can give you a way out. Otherwise, there’s no way you can escape from me.”