Chapter 663

"Have you seen clearly? Is it seven against seven?"

Hideous laughter sounded from the opposite side again. Seeing the fear on the faces of Zi Chen and the rest, they were all pleased with themselves.

"You, you have so many people." Because of fear, the voice of the Wang Clan's Dan Yuan had already begun to tremble.

The expressions of the other two were not much different from the Wang Clan's Dan Yuan. If it was seven against seven, they still had a chance of winning. Even if it was seven against eight, they would not lose.

But now, it was seven against fourteen.

And looking at the fourteen Dan Yuan experts on the other side, ten of them actually had their own trump cards.

What kind of concept was this?

This meant that in the instant when the two sides fought, at least one Dan Yuan expert would be attacked by three trump cards and four late-stage Dan Yuan experts at the same time. Who could withstand such a powerful attack? Who could survive?

The expressions of the three had already reached the extreme of fear. Their bodies were trembling involuntarily, but they still hoped that they would be lucky. They wanted to see if Zi Chen had predicted this scene and if there was a way to resolve it.

But after turning their heads, the three of them were in complete despair. Zi Chen's face was also filled with fear, and the expressions of the monk and the rest were not much different from Zi Chen's.

Obviously, the scene before them had already exceeded Zi Chen's expectations. Zi Chen had miscalculated.

"Why aren't you talking?" The fourteen Dan Yuan experts were full of mockery. As expected, Zi Chen was not prepared.

Zi Chen's frightened face was ashen, and there was despair in his eyes.

"Come, tell us, how many is it?"

The mocking voice continued. Since victory was already in their hands, they were not in a hurry to kill. After all, miracles would not happen. Wouldn't it be better to let them live a little longer, be frightened a little longer, and let them be happy a little longer?

Zi Chen's side was obviously frightened by the fourteen Dan Yuan experts. No one spoke.

"Say something, are all of you mute? The one without hair, tell me, how many is it?" the Li Clan's Dan Yuan shouted at the monk. The monk had injured him that day.

"It's seven against ten."

The monk's voice also began to tremble. His hands trembled as he put his palms together and said in a trembling voice, "Amitabha, the heavens have the virtue of cherishing life. I hope that benefactor will not kill."

"Haha, what did you say?" Li Family's Dan Yuan heard this and instantly laughed out loud. The other assassins also laughed non-stop.

"You told me not to kill? Haha, you damned monk. Why didn't you say that when you killed?" Li Clan's Dan Yuan laughed so hard that he couldn't even straighten his back.

"Seven against ten? You don't have any hair on your head. Don't tell me you don't even have a brain? Is this ten?" Li Family's Dan Yuan laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes.

The other Dan Essence cultivators were also overjoyed. They thought to themselves that this monk was really a weirdo. He was about to die, but he actually told others not to kill. Furthermore, there were clearly fourteen of them, but he said there were ten.

This was indeed very funny. Zi Chen did not expect the monk to have such a unique performance. Hence, he could not help but laugh out loud.

"Aiyo, you are still laughing."

Cang Family's Dan Yuan saw Zi Chen laughing. There was a hint of mockery in his eyes. He said, "Zi Chen, your brain must be fine. Then tell me, how many is this?"

As the leader of a force, even in a situation where death was certain, he had to have the bearing of a leader. Hence, the fear on Zi Chen's face slowly dissipated, and he became calm. "Seven against fourteen."

However, the trembling tone of his voice also betrayed his calmness.

"Haha, seven against fourteen. You really have good eyesight. You are indeed worthy of being their leader." Cang Family's Dan Yuan laughed sarcastically and then said, "Then tell me, what are our chances of winning?"

"One hundred percent."

"Haha, since you know it is one hundred percent, how do you want to die? Self-destructing your Dan Yuan? Oh, I almost forgot, you don't have Dan Yuan to self-destruct." Cang Family's Dan Yuan slapped his forehead and laughed.

"Can I not die?" Zi Chen asked in a trembling voice.

Such a stupid question naturally caused everyone to laugh again.

"Not die? Do you think it is possible? Our family has been destroyed by you. The advantage that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years is gone in one move. We have such a deep hatred for you. Do you think you can still live?" Cang Family's Dan Yuan's voice gradually became cold, and there was obvious hatred and killing intent in his words.

"The family can be continued even if it is gone."

"Bullshit."

Before Zi Chen could finish his words, he was interrupted by Cang Family's Dan Yuan loudly. "Damn it, that is a family that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. Do you think it is a game? You can continue it as you wish."

"I …"

"You and me my ass. Let me tell you, today you will die without a doubt. Now, we are merciful and can give you a choice of death." Cang Family's Dan Yuan continued, and the others looked at Zi Chen mockingly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a violent energy explosion came from the distant sky. Such a vibration was obviously Dan Yuan's self-detonation.

"Oh, it is Dan Yuan's self-detonation. It should be your subordinate's Dan Yuan. Self-detonation of Dan Yuan is Zi Chen's signature move. Why, is it the Dan Yuan self-detonation technique this time, or the circular self-detonation technique?" Cang Family's Dan Yuan's tone suddenly changed, and his expression became mocking.

"It is a misunderstanding." Zi Chen hurriedly explained.

"There is no misunderstanding. Today you will die. As for them, after I kill you, I will kill them. Then I will kill the three families and exterminate them."

"The family can be reproduced and reproduced. I will compensate with something." Zi Chen's voice was still trembling with fear.

"Reproduced? Reproduced? Damn it, do you think I am a beast?"

Cang Family's Dan Yuan was furious, and such a funny remark naturally caused a burst of laughter. Cang Family's Dan Yuan said again, "Compensation? What are you going to compensate with? Your life?"

"No, no. My harvest."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zi Chen's spiritual thoughts moved. A purple-gold light flashed, and then a shining purple-gold gourd appeared in his hand.

"This is my lifetime's harvest. I am willing to compensate with it, to resolve the unhappiness and misunderstanding between us." Zi Chen's words suddenly became clear.

Seeing Zi Chen next to them so cowardly, the three Dan Yuan simply closed their eyes. Out of sight, out of mind.

Zi Chen suddenly took out the purple-gold gourd, and the expressions of the Dan Yuan immediately changed. Although Zi Chen was now afraid, his previous cunning left a deep impression on them. So, at this moment, when they saw the purple-gold gourd, they subconsciously became vigilant.

In case there was a trick.

"What is that?"

Cang Family's Dan Yuan asked. The mocking expression on his face had disappeared. He was afraid that this was Zi Chen's final counterattack.

"This is a purple-gold gourd. I found it in Human Butcher Ao Baichuan's burial ground," Zi Chen said.

In Ao Baichuan's burial ground, there were two treasures and a purple-gold gourd. They all knew about this afterward, and they also knew that the purple-gold gourd contained Xing Chen's sand.

The six experts of the local forces didn't think much of it, but when the assassins heard this, their expressions changed instantly. Ao Baichuan was a genius, and he had an irreconcilable grudge with the Heavenly Assassins Union. Since it belonged to the other party, it was naturally extraordinary.

So, this purple-gold gourd was a trick.

Just as they were considering whether to make a move, Zi Chen spoke again, "This purple-gold gourd used to contain Xing Chen's sand. This is a spatial container with a super strong sealing ability, but I have used up all the Xing Chen's sand. Now, it contains my harvest from the ancient battlefield."

"Damn it, what kind of harvest will not work? You want to settle this with a broken gourd? In your dreams," Cang Family's Dan Yuan scolded angrily.

"Harvest from the ancient battlefield," the assassins suddenly said.

These six people of the local forces naturally didn't know what the ancient battlefield represented, but they knew very well that there were a lot of resources there, and the most famous ones were the ancient beasts.

This time, the Heavenly Assassins Union had sent people into the ancient battlefield, but they had been completely annihilated without any harvest. So, after hearing about the harvest in Zi Chen's gourd, they hesitated and were a little tempted. Of course, they didn't let their guard down.

"Yes, some ancient beast essence blood of the descendants of the pure-blooded ancient beasts, as well as some king level ancient beasts' essence blood and materials. I came back this time to find someone to refine these essence blood into elixir pills and materials into elixir weapons," Zi Chen, who wanted to live, said sincerely.

Then, Zi Chen was about to throw the purple-gold gourd over, but the assassins' expressions changed. They were on alert and had the intention to retreat.

After seeing this, Zi Chen's expression didn't change. He opened the gourd with one hand and tilted it. A psychedelic light sprinkled out, and then drops of ancient beast essence blood flowed out like pearls from the gourd's mouth.

Zi Chen poured out the essence blood of a king level ancient beast. As soon as it appeared, it emitted a dazzling light that made people unable to open their eyes. Moreover, it emitted a familiar majesty and dense spiritual energy.

"This is indeed the essence blood of an ancient beast, and its quality is very high." The assassins' eyes widened. Such essence blood was very useful for their cultivation.

"This is the blood essence of a King Ancient Beast. When I entered the depths, I happened to find two King Ancient Beasts fighting. In the end, both of them were severely injured and died. I was lucky enough to obtain this blood essence." Zi Chen seemed to have seen the hope of survival and tried his best to explain.

"How much essence blood is left in it?" The assassin asked, but his voice was obviously not calm.

"Not much. I used some, but there are still a few hundred drops left," Zi Chen said.

"There are still a few hundred drops left." The assassins' eyes widened again. One of them said, "Throw the gourd over."

"Then, sir, you have to let us go," Zi Chen didn't forget to say.

"Cut the crap and throw it over," the assassin continued to shout.

"Oh." Zi Chen nodded and was about to throw the purple-gold gourd over.

"Wait!" Suddenly, the assassin shouted.

Zi Chen was stunned.

"Put in the essence blood in your hand and throw it over. Hurry up." The assassin's voice sounded impatient.

Zi Chen was relieved. He quickly poured the essence blood in and closed the gourd's lid. Then, he threw the gourd over.