Ferocious beasts were much stronger than humans of the same level. This young man was not ordinary to be able to deal with a level eight ferocious beast by himself.
Moreover, he was already at Level Eight True Qi at such a young age. His talent was naturally not weak.
Not weak talent coupled with strong combat strength. Zi Chen had to pay attention to this young man.
Compared to the young man, the people around him were much weaker. They were only at Level Seven True Qi, so Zi Chen did not care about them.
"Come on, you little thing. You dare to fight with me?"
The black sword flashed and a wound appeared on the Red Fierce Tiger's body. The sharpness of the black sword made Zi Chen's eyes light up.
"This is not a second-rate weapon. It is a first-rate weapon." Zi Chen was certain.
The young man attacked quickly and his mouth was not idle. He said some words that the Red Fierce Tiger did not understand.
"Little thing, I asked you to hand over the spirit medicine, but you refused. You are courting death."
"You deserve it. Today I meet you, Young Master Ling Fei. It's your death date."
Hearing the other party's gossip, Zi Chen's gaze moved away from the young man and landed on a spirit medicine in the distance. It was a six-leaf blood lingzhi mushroom. The seventh leaf was half grown. It was crystal clear and emitted a faint fragrance.
"This is the Seven Ye Ling Mushroom." Zi Chen's eyes suddenly widened. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes.
Lingzhi mushrooms were divided into nine leaves. One leaf grew every hundred years. When it was a thousand years old, the nine leaves would fall off and transform into one leaf. This leaf was crystal clear like jade and was called a jade lingzhi mushroom. After that, one leaf would grow every thousand years until it reached nine leaves.
Although the lingzhi mushroom in front of him was not as scary as the jade lingzhi mushroom, its six complete leaves told its age. It was more than six hundred years old, close to seven hundred years old.
A nearly seven-hundred-year-old lingzhi mushroom. Zi Chen, who was hiding, was ecstatic.
His strength had reached the peak of Level Seven and was only one step away from Level Eight. This step would take a long time if he used ordinary spirit medicine.
However, the seven-hundred-year-old lingzhi mushroom in front of him could allow Zi Chen to break through to Level Eight and even reach the middle of Level Eight.
"I must get this Ganoderma Lucidum. And that weapon, it's definitely something good."
Zi Chen's eyes lit up. He was thinking about how to get the Lingzhi mushroom and the black sword in front of everyone.
There were a total of eight Martial Ancestor's disciples around him, and they were guarding in eight different directions. No matter which direction Zi Chen attacked from, he would attract the attention of the others. Although he could charge straight through, he would definitely attract attention.
There seemed to be no way to resolve the situation in front of them. They could only attack directly.
The cries of the Fierce Red Tiger became softer and softer. Clearly, it was already on the brink 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 so that the blood doesn't splash all over your faces. When the time comes, tell my big brother that this Fierce Red Tiger was killed by me, Ling Fei, alone.
This damned place, and we've already encountered a Seven Ye Ling Mushroom on the first day. I really don't know what else we'll encounter, haha. "
The eight of them nodded in agreement and retreated. Of course, it wasn't because they were afraid of spilling blood, but because they wanted to let the disciples in the distance see Young Master Ling Fei's powerful strength.
With such a big commotion and him deliberately showing off, naturally there would be people who noticed this place. However, they were either watching from afar or were blocked by others.
The eight of them retreated and swept past Zi Chen's hiding place. However, they didn't discover Zi Chen, who was hiding in the tree.
"Haha, little thing, go and die."
Ling Fei laughed wildly. The black sword in his hand flashed with a sharp sword light. Ling Fei used all of his strength and struck out.
"Pu."
The black sword pierced through the Fierce Crimson Tiger's neck at a tricky angle. After that, as Ling Fei exerted his strength, the ferocious tiger head rolled down with a rolling sound. Fresh blood violently spurted out and landed on Ling Fei's body, but the latter was laughing loudly.
"Young Master Ling Fei, well done."
"Young Master Ling Fei, well done."
The Fierce Red Tiger was already dead, and the Seven Ye Ling Mushroom could be said to be easily obtained. The crowd of disciples cheered. However, at this moment, Zi Chen flashed down from the tree and used the first-rate footwork, Ethereal Steps.
With a tap of his foot, his figure was dozens of meters away. With two consecutive steps, Zi Chen had already silently arrived beside the Seven Ye Ling Mushroom.
"Damn it, Young Master has someone."
"Young Master, be careful of the Lingzhi."
Ling Fei didn't notice Zi Chen's silent arrival, but the eight of them in the distance had already seen him. They all started to shout and at the same time, they quickly chased after Zi Chen.
"Ah, damn guy, you actually dare to steal my, Ling Fei's, things. You're courting death."
Ling Fei's face was covered in blood and he was laughing happily. However, after seeing Zi Chen, his face instantly became ferocious. The black sword in his hand trembled and stabbed towards Zi Chen.
"Get lost."
Zi Chen shouted loudly. His left hand grabbed towards the Seven Ye Ling Mushroom, while his right hand clenched into a fist. Rays of silver light appeared from his fist and struck towards the sword light.
"Peng."
In the midst of the dull sound, Ling Fei suddenly felt a strong force coming towards him. His entire body flew backwards. At the same time, the web between his thumb and forefinger was in severe pain, and the black sword in his hand even slipped out of his hand.
He, who had already used up all of his True Qi, was naturally no match for Zi Chen.
After exchanging blows, Zi Chen had already grabbed the Seven Ye Ling Mushroom. At the same time, the disciples of the Battle Martial Ancestor from eight directions had already chased over.
If he were to escape now, Zi Chen would have an easy time. However, his gaze landed on the black sword not far away.
Just now, Ling Fei's light sword pierced through his True Qi and opened a shallow wound on his fist. The sharp black sword tempted Zi Chen.
"Swish."
With a tap of his foot, Zi Chen gave up on this excellent opportunity to escape and flew towards the black sword.
"Brat, you dare to steal from Young Master Ling Fei? You are courting death." A figure blocked Zi Chen's path, and a sharp sword light flew towards Zi Chen's face.
"Get lost." Zi Chen shouted and punched out.
"Boom."
With one punch, the person blocking his path was directly knocked back. Zi Chen did not stop and continued to rush forward.
"Swish!" "Swish!"
A sword light and a blade light landed behind Zi Chen. In an instant, two ravines appeared on the ground. At the same time, several attacks landed on Zi Chen's body.
"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"
A series of muffled sounds rang out. Zi Chen's clothes and cloth were instantly torn apart. Even his skin was covered with shallow wounds.
"What?
Light wounds? "
The other disciples looked at the wounds on Zi Chen's body in disbelief. It was as if they were looking at a monster. Their full strength attack only left a shallow wound on the opponent's body. This made them want to vomit blood.
"All of you use your full strength and kill him for me. Don't hold back." Ling Fei, who was sent flying, only reacted at this moment and shouted angrily.
When the other disciples heard this, they smiled bitterly. They had used their full strength just now, but this guy was a little strange. His physique was even stronger than the Level 8 Fierce Red Tiger.
After a few continuous attacks, Zi Chen sent another two people flying. Finally, he arrived beside the black sword.
The black sword emitted a cold light. It was stuck in the roots of the tree, motionless.
Zi Chen extended his right hand and grabbed the black sword. With a sword hum, like a flowing black light, the black sword spun around in Zi Chen's hand.
"Kacha!" "Kacha."
Two consecutive kacha sounds rang out. The two swords that surrounded Zi Chen had been broken at the waist.
"Good sword."
Seeing the power of the sword break the swords, Zi Chen's eyes suddenly lit up. He did not care about the wounds on his body and turned to run in the other direction. This was because seven or eight people were chasing from afar. Among them was the person who was knocked out by Zi Chen previously.
"Little thief, you provoked me. Today is the day you die. Don't even think about leaving the Spiritual Herbal Garden." Ling Fei shouted from behind.
But in front, Zi Chen suddenly waved the black sword in his hand and broke another two swords. Then, under the respectful gazes of the two disciples, he quickly flew into the distance.
In the blink of an eye, Zi Chen disappeared into the forest.
"Chase, catch him even if you have to go to heaven or hell. I want him dead." After Zi Chen disappeared, Ling Fei's angry roar was heard.
In the blink of an eye, close to twenty strong people disappeared from the forest.
"Damn, who is that guy? He actually dared to have designs on Ling Fei. He even snatched the Spiritual Herbal Garden and Ling Fei's First-Rate Weapon in front of him. Isn't this clearly not giving Senior Brother Ling Yun face?"
Ling Yun, the number one person who fought against the Martial Ancestor, the future Sect Leader, was now outside the Spiritual Herbal Garden.
"It's over. This kid is finished."
"He is going to die for a moment of pleasure. Even the Nimbus Martial Ancestor, Chen Feng, will not be able to protect him."
As the crowd left, some people who were watching the show also came out and discussed. Although they had already determined that the kid was definitely going to die, they had to admit that Zi Chen's appearance before was very cool.
The attacks of the seventh floor disciples landed on his body were like tickles. And he himself sent one person flying with a punch. In the end, with a slash of his sword, everyone's weapons were all broken.
The power of a First-Rate Weapon was deeply imprinted in the minds of the crowd.
Zi Chen was frantically escaping. Behind him, Ling Fei and the rest were desperately chasing.
In today's matter, Ling Fei's losses were small. The key was that he had lost face. In the sect, because of his relationship with Ling Yun, he could do whatever he wanted. Everything was the best. That was why he had developed a proud and arrogant character. Today, in order to show his strength, he was even more obstinate.
But he did not expect that a strange kid would take advantage of this. Furthermore, this person was at True Energy Level 7. This made Ling Fei unable to swallow this anger.
He swallowed one Qi Recovery Pill after another, as if he was eating beans. While chasing after the enemy, his True Qi slowly recovered. At the same time, because of his shouting, there were even more people supporting him. The team of twenty people before had now expanded to thirty people, and among them were several existences in the eighth level of True Qi.
If Zi Chen had not used Misty Steps, he would have been caught long ago.
"Whoever helps me catch this kid, when I, Ling Fei, return to the sect, I will give him a First-Rate Battle Skill for free."
Seeing the gap between the two sides getting bigger and bigger, Ling Fei roared angrily. His voice reverberated for miles.
"Junior Brother Ling Fei, leave this matter to me, Chen Qi."
A cold voice suddenly came from the forest. Immediately after, a youth in black walked out from the forest.