On a cold and snowy night, the stone forest, which was almost a no-man's land, echoed with a mournful howl. The cloak of the nocturnal traveler left on the ground became proof that someone had been there.

  End your butcher...

  This sentence is like a curse that has been lingering in my mind for a long time, the five wastes of men have gone through one and become four wastes, most importantly, the arm strength of forgetting dust has been verified, the warrior of the fur coat knows very well how terrifying this double heaven cultivator is.

  They didn't dare to act rashly, but they also couldn't bear to leave like this. After all, they had been chasing this woman for a whole day and night, and now that the moment had finally arrived, they were interrupted by someone else and faced the risk of losing everything.

  "Kid, there are countless injustices in this world. Do you have to get involved in every single one of them? We just met by chance, if you leave now, I won't pursue the matter of you killing my companion. Otherwise..." The man in the fur coat let out a cold snort, with a rare hint of menace.

  Wang Chen was not convinced: "What's the big deal?" This group of idiots were indeed fighting machines among scum, their companions died in front of them but they didn't bat an eyelid, and instead, a hint of excitement flashed in their eyes.

  Not even worth the regard of a fellow, not even comparable to trash. Indeed, this group of people has no need to exist. Wudang deeply inhaled and exhaled, his breath forming white mist in the cold winter: "This is the second time, now get out, I can spare your lives."

  "Does having a bit of skill make you look down on people? You little brat, do you think we grew up eating crap?!" A swordsman walked out, with a clear intention to fight, after all, he was an old bird with gaming experience, and seeing Wàng Chén being so ungrateful immediately made him angry.

  It's precisely because of the game that all the players here have almost no qualms about revealing their true nature, and since Wang Chen is so insistent on this, then they aren't just anyone who can be easily bullied.

  Wang Chen didn't dare to underestimate them, these five men may have poor character, but they still had some strength, at least Wang Chen's current cultivation base was far inferior to theirs in terms of level, attributes and even skills. However, they overlooked the most important point, which was also a fatal point that they were unaware of.

  Wang Chen is a reborn person, his combat experience and awareness exceed those of ordinary men by more than tenfold.

  However, the opponent still has an advantage, which is their numbers. If the Berserker and Nightwalker coordinate their attack, Wang Chen will be in a bit of trouble. Fortunately, he took out the Nightwalker at the first opportunity, but if the Berserker goes into a frenzy...

  "I don't know if I can withstand it now." For this year, Wàng Chén didn't know what level his body had reached, but it was very strong.

  Both sides took up a fighting stance, but didn't immediately make a move. The previous guy's quick death had left them with too little information about Wàng Chén, and although Wàng Chén had heard rumors of them, he hadn't actually fought them before.

  Wang Chen still stood under the stone tree and had no intention of taking the initiative to attack. Both sides seemed to be probing each other, but it was clear that the swordsman did not have such good patience.

  "How detestable! To be underestimated!" With a furious roar, the long sword struck out, and in an instant, a flash of silver light illuminated the moonlit night as it shot towards Wang Chen like a meteor.

  "Quick sword?" In the game, there are two types of swordsmen: one is a heavy sword and the other is a quick sword. The weapon of a heavy swordsman weighs at least over 100 catties, and players with an initial strength value of less than 100 cannot choose it. Quick sword is much simpler, anyone can switch to it successfully.

  This guy's speed is even surpassing that of Nightwalker, but his sword aura is vast and boundless. If you try to dodge sideways, you'll definitely be hit!

  "It's got to be a quick fight." What really worried Wang Chen was not these few people, but the physical condition of that woman. The tattered clothes could hardly conceal her sensual skin, but if things continued like this, the woman would die!!

  The game's life is stronger than reality, but it will also die from blood loss, freezing to death, and falling to death. The current snowfall situation is not optimistic, and if no measures are taken, the life will be wasted in vain.

  At this thought, Lixing's arrival suddenly stirred up the dust.

  His right arm slowly clenched into a fist, but this small movement made the five men reveal their shocked expressions.

  "An illusion?" Just now, that fleeting arm had appeared with over a dozen afterimages, what kind of speed would produce such excess images? They couldn't catch up because Wēng Chén had already struck.

  A white flame wrapped around his arm, and he actually faced up against the sharp blade.

  "Haha, do you think your hands can block my sword?" In the eyes of the fast swordsman, Wudu's action was undoubtedly a path to certain death, but soon he found himself wrong, and greatly so.

  "English man, get out of the way!" The captain of the fur coat team seemed to have discovered the evil smile at the corner of Wang Chen's mouth. At the moment of warning, he had already returned to the sky, and the sharp blade had collapsed into fragments when it touched Wang Chen's fist. The flying sword blades pierced the stone tree and made a loud collision sound.

  Fists carrying a cold wind howled in like iron blocks, the iron fists reflected in his eyes made the fast swordsman feel the fear of death.

  "No!!!"

  "Slap"

  A terrifying iron fist took away the life of the swift swordsman, and this novice player who had only cultivated to the second heaven once again instantly killed a powerful opponent at the fifth heaven, directly blasting his head without even giving him a chance to recover.

  "They already have a vigilant heart, if they want to eliminate them all, it's now!" Wàng Chén was not a hesitant person, he could consecutively kill two people simply because the opponent underestimated him. After bursting the head of the fast swordsman, he shifted his gaze towards the nearest gunner.

  The gun was behind him, and it would take at least 2 seconds to pull out a weapon, which was enough.

  Wang Chen sprinted forward, his speed tearing through the wind and snow. The three opponents clearly hadn't expected him to launch a surprise attack, especially since he was the long-range profession Gunslinger among them.

  "There are only two meters left, he's a close combat profession, stop him!!" The fur coat felt that this was the greatest shame since entering the game these years. The former Luocheng Wuhu was actually beaten to a pulp by one person, if another person dies and it gets out, what face will be left?

  So, we absolutely cannot let Wang Chen kill Gunner, Gunner's profession is quite special and not everyone can switch to it successfully, so he must be kept.

  But they still underestimate Wang Xian, because in a strict sense he is not a close combat profession.

  "Life Potential, Explode!!"

  Just as the two were about to block Forgetting Dust, something happened in that one second. The potential explosion of Forgetting Dust's speed suddenly increased several times. When Forgetting Dust knocked the Gunner to the ground with a punch, the two had just reached their expected position, but the result was the death of the Gunner.

  Turned into smoke and vanished in an instant...

  "Hey, are you all just left with your lives?!" After successfully taking down the gunner, Wàng Cùn revealed a ferocious smile, his bloodthirsty grin sending shivers down the spines of the two.

  The two of them, trembling with fear, involuntarily retreated half a step back. One of them was so frightened that he turned around and ran away in fear. The man in the fur coat wanted to call him back, but he had already disappeared into the wind and snow.

  Although he was a seasoned veteran, he was still intimidated by the forgotten strength and means, even the fur coat warrior retreated: "Little brother, if you want to monopolize this beauty, I have nothing to say, I admit defeat today, this chick is yours."

  The five tigers of Luocheng have now become five dogs, some dead and others fled, the captain of the fierce warriors suddenly became dispirited, his tone also somewhat relaxed.

  Just as he thought he could leave after letting the woman go, the voice he least wanted to hear still reached his ears: "Halt."

  "Kid, don't push your luck too far." The Berserker's face turned venomous.

  "You think I've kept you alive this long for nothing? Come on, let me show you the true meaning of fury."

  Sweat drops the size of beans dripped from his forehead, yet in such cold weather he felt an inexplicable heat. The man's expression was absolutely serious, leaving himself behind just to make himself furious, his eyes didn't have a hint of movement!

  "Little one, this is what you've forced me to do..." As soon as the words were spoken, his original body began to swell, and not only that, but his skin also turned a deep crimson color. A fierce white mist burst forth from his body like steam, and in less than thirty seconds, a giant over two meters tall appeared before Wàng Chén's eyes.

  "Red-skinned, Dusty-faced, his expression changed: 'You scoundrel, are you actually a bloodthirsty madman?'"

  "It's too late for regrets now, I'll tear you apart completely!!" Once a Berserker enters a state of frenzy, they lose their original sanity, and all that remains in their blood-red eyes is endless slaughter.

  "Boom!" A powerful punch that even the fearless Forget Dust didn't dare to confront head-on, and as he dodged, the accumulated snow on the ground actually formed a whirlpool of fist wind. What a terrifying punch! The bloodthirsty rage was different from ordinary rage, this kind of power would consume one's own life force every time it was used, and prolonged use would also harm the player's body!

  No wonder this guy is a Berserker, but he's actually quite timid.

  However, this force, integrating the heart of Wàng Chén, couldn't help but burst into excited laughter. The incoming fist and sturdy body made the fresh blood in Wàng Chén's body burn uncontrollably.

  "Let me see, just how far have I fallen now!!"

  "Kill, kill, kill!!!" Only the power of a frenzied warrior remained, charging towards Wudang with a massive illusion created by his simultaneous double-fisted attack.

  A fierce burst of thick smoke and rumbling sound later, a smile came from the snowflakes, and Wàng Chén actually forcibly caught all the Crazy Warrior's attacks with his power.

  "Now it's my turn, life potential!!"

  "Boom!!" A loud explosion, white ripples shook the light circle, a terrifying roar came from the depths of the stone forest, shaking out a shocking snow wave!