The First Team Fight

As the convoy gradually pulled away, the slower people behind it were left further and further back.

Killer Jisen went on a killing spree behind them.

But in doing so, he happened to spare the people up ahead.

That was the sardine strategy.

But the strategy didn't work every time.

Especially when they encountered powerful anomalies.

Wei Xiaoqian drove along with the convoy, his heart pounding.

The sight of the anomaly slaughtering ordinary people was still fresh in his mind.

Luckily, he had escaped. Gripping the steering wheel, Wei Xiaoqian was overcome with emotion.

Thankfully, he had gotten hold of a car, so he could keep up with the convoy.

Otherwise, he would have been one of those left behind and slaughtered.

Just then, Wei Xiaoqian suddenly thought he heard a noise beneath his car.

At first, he thought he had imagined it, but then came a second sound.

Thump!

Something was clearly crawling beneath his car.

Wei Xiaoqian's face turned deathly pale. What on earth is it...

Before he could think any further, he suddenly saw a huge face appear at the driver's window.

It wore a white mask with holes, and the eyes visible behind it were full of terrifying madness.

"Fuck..."

Wei Xiaoqian's pupils dilated instantly, and he was gripped by terror.

Jisen cleaved the car door open with one swing of his blade, then killed Wei Xiaoqian with another.

He then seized the steering wheel, took control of the vehicle, and drove it into the car ahead.

In his SUV, Nie Shufeng's ears twitched, and his face instantly turned ashen.

He picked up the walkie-talkie. "Killer Jisen has caught up. He suddenly appeared in the convoy. We're in trouble. This second-tier anomaly isn't satisfied with killing ordinary people. Superhumans are more attractive to him. He's clearly hunting us, and we can't shake him."

"Fuck, how fast can he run? We're doing eighty, and we didn't see anyone catching up from behind," Wu Zhiyou cursed over the walkie-talkie.

"He didn't catch up. He appeared out of nowhere. This thing probably has some kind of special ability that lets it follow its target by force. In any case, we're in trouble." Nie Shufeng's tone was grim.

By then, Chen Fan had come out of the bathroom and was drying his hair.

He picked up the walkie-talkie. "If we can't shake him, let's fuck him up. It's not like we have any other choice. Damn it, this Immortal Master just took a bath, and now he has to go and get me covered in dirt again?"

"That's all we can do," Nie Shufeng said gravely.

"Let's fuck him up," Wu Zhiyou said angrily.

The convoy braked to a halt. Nie Shufeng was the first to get out, charging toward Jisen's car.

The RV door then opened, and Chen Fan stepped out as well.

He had changed into clean clothes and walked forward unhurriedly, his hands behind his back.

On the other side, Wu Zhiyou, Li Yuanyuan, and Zheng Alin also got out of their cars.

They were all fighters, so naturally, they stepped up without hesitation.

Nie Shufeng took a drink from the red gourd at his waist, and his body rapidly swelled into a five-meter-tall giant.

Jisen accelerated toward him in the car. Nie Shufeng thrust out his enormous hands and stopped the vehicle in its tracks.

Jisen smashed the windshield with his blade, climbed out through the window, and stepped onto the hood before slashing at Nie Shufeng.

Nie Shufeng seized the car and sent both it and Jisen tumbling away.

Jisen rolled onto the road. A figure darted toward him-it was Zheng Alin, holding a golden longsword.

Fine golden lightning flashed along her sword as she slashed at Jisen's head.

With one clean stroke, she severed Jisen's head, sending it rolling to the ground.

Jisen's body instantly stood motionless.

"We did it!" Zheng Alin exclaimed in delight.

But Jisen's head dissolved into bloody fluid that rapidly moved toward his body.

"This thing is hard to kill!" Nie Shufeng shouted.

"Iron Body!" A metallic sheen spread over Wu Zhiyou's body. He rushed forward, grabbed Jisen's body, and drove it away, trying to keep it away from the pool of bloody fluid.

To his surprise, Jisen's headless body suddenly moved.

Clutching his machete, Jisen stabbed Wu Zhiyou with it.

The unmistakable sound of a blade cutting into flesh rang out.

The blade had actually cut through Wu Zhiyou's metallic body.

He let out a muffled groan of pain.

Fortunately, his body was exceptionally tough, so the blade hadn't gone too deep and had only wounded his flesh.

"Be careful, everyone! His machete is incredibly sharp!" Wu Zhiyou shouted, warning the others.

At the same time, he shoved the headless Jisen away with all his strength.

Chen Fan made his move.

Three black coffins appeared around the headless Jisen. Their lids opened, revealing three Iron-Armored Jiangshi with bluish-black skin inside.

They were Xiao Lin, Lao Mo, and Sister Liangzi.

The three zombies had completely transformed into first-tier Iron-Armored Jiangshi. Their corpses were tough enough to withstand ordinary blades.

As soon as they appeared, the three zombies leaped at the headless Jisen and held him down, giving Wu Zhiyou time to catch his breath.

Chen Fan himself watched from the edge of the fight, the Spirit Refining Sword in hand.

With so many fighting one opponent and the situation far from urgent, he had no need to risk himself by charging in with the Spirit Refining Sword.

The zombies were powerful, but they were only first-tier. They were somewhat outmatched against a second-tier anomaly.

Jisen soon slashed wounds into their tough bodies.

But they felt neither pain nor fear, and continued to fight Jisen without any regard for their lives.

Meanwhile, Li Yuanyuan unleashed a strike from the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms at the bloody flesh that had once been Jisen's head.

The blow scattered it somewhat, but a closer look showed that it was still moving.

Zheng Alin stepped forward and drove her golden longsword into the ground. Electricity burst out in all directions, and soon the flesh began to char.

On the other side, the enlarged Nie Shufeng and Wu Zhiyou charged in again.

Together with the three Iron-Armored Jiangshi, they surrounded and attacked the headless Jisen.

Even as a second-tier anomaly, Jisen couldn't withstand so many superhumans attacking him at once.

Before long, Jisen was driven steadily backward, unable to fight back at all.

Chen Fan felt the time had come.

He charged in with the Spirit Refining Sword.

He struck several times in succession, each move an exquisitely executed sword technique.

In the blink of an eye, Jisen's limbs were severed from his torso.

At this stage, the Spirit Refining Sword might not have many powerful sword techniques, but there was absolutely nothing lacking in its sharpness or the intricacy of its sword moves.

Watching from the side, Zheng Alin's eyes lit up at the sight of Chen Fan's swordsmanship.

She had always thought Chen Fan was a ranged fighter, and hadn't expected his close-combat swordsmanship to be so strong as well.

She even felt that Chen Fan's sword moves were more intricate than hers, despite her being a swordswoman with the Seven Heroes Sword.

They could only be described as exquisite to the utmost degree.

She quietly made a note to seek Chen Fan's guidance if she had the chance.

Even after being dismembered, Jisen was still alive, struggling to pull himself back together and recover.

Chen Fan immediately summoned five black coffins and sealed each of Jisen's limbs and his torso in a separate coffin.

Even sealed inside the coffins, Jisen's body refused to stay still. It struggled constantly, making the coffins shake.

Fortunately, his limbs had been sealed separately.

Chen Fan felt that if Jisen had been sealed in a black coffin whole, the coffins as they were now would never have been able to suppress him.

In that case, he would surely have burst out of the coffin.

Even with Jisen dismembered, Chen Fan felt he couldn't turn him into a zombie.

He was only a first-tier superhuman and couldn't transform a second-tier anomaly.

He could only refine the pieces separately, refining Jisen's body directly into Blood Pearls.

Only then could he kill Jisen for good.

Chen Fan put all the zombies back in their black coffins, then sank the coffins into the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.

The others did the same.

A second-tier anomaly was indeed troublesome. Nie Shufeng had long since reached the second tier, but he still had no intention of fighting one when he encountered it.

Fortunately, there were many of them today, and none of their superhuman abilities were weak.

That was how they had managed to take down the second-tier anomaly relatively easily.

If Nie Shufeng had faced the second-tier anomaly alone, even though they were both second-tier, he really wouldn't have dared claim he was confident of winning.

A nearly unkillable body, a sharp machete, tremendous strength, and the ability to follow a target by force.

An anomaly one could neither defeat nor escape was terrifying to think about.

Nie Shufeng had returned to his normal size. "All right, the anomaly has been dealt with. Let's get moving, so we don't stay here and invite more trouble."

Everyone else nodded.

Chen Fan said, "This second-tier anomaly has been sealed in my black coffins and will be refined until it disappears completely. I'll be taking all the spoils, so I'll make it up to everyone with some supplies later."

The others accepted the arrangement.

The convoy then set out again and continued until evening.

Wang Bing used divination to find a stretch of road where they could safely spend the night.

Qian Lei also confirmed that it was safe.

The convoy then stopped by the roadside to rest.

Over the next hour or two, people who had fallen behind earlier gradually caught up and rejoined the convoy.

Because Jisen had followed the convoy directly, many of the survivors who had lagged behind were still alive.

After the convoy stopped, Chen Fan was resting in the RV.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

He opened the RV door and saw Li Yuanyuan.

Chen Fan asked in confusion, "What is it?"

Holding a bag, Li Yuanyuan said with a serious expression, "I want to take a bath."