Phantom Fist, perfect!

Chen Longhai was secretly delighted. In the midst of the life-or-death battle, Zhang Xianshi's sneak attack forced him to unleash his potential and break through the Great Perfection of the Illusion Fist.

In an instant, he gained a deeper understanding of the Phantom Fist, and the power of his fist technique increased dramatically, becoming even more terrifying.

"The breakthrough came at the perfect time."

Chen Longhai held a knife in one hand and changed his fist techniques with the other, throwing a punch at the flying, bright little sword.

Bang!

With a powerful punch, a loud bang was heard as the fist struck the incoming small sword, sending it flying. Chen Longhai was forced to retreat more than ten steps.

At this moment, everyone realized that Master Zhang was a member of Black Wind Stronghold.

Qian Ming, standing to the side, was shocked and dared not fight any longer, so he quickly retreated.

Even the sect leader, whose strength surpassed his by a whole realm, was sent flying by a single sword strike. He dared not fight alone, otherwise, he could easily be shot and killed by that gleaming little sword.

"Hmm? You're lucky to be alive."

Master Zhang frowned slightly. Originally, this sword strike, even if it couldn't kill Chen Longhai, would at least severely injure him. However, he didn't expect that the other party's martial arts had greatly improved and that he could actually block his sword strike.

At this moment, he felt a sense of unease.

"Master Zhang, how dare you attack your own people! You're courting death!"

A deep, resonant voice rang out.

Seeing the bandit leaders suddenly unleash their powerful abilities, especially the third and second leaders of Black Wind Stronghold, as well as Zhang Xianshi's astonishing skills, Liu Donglai, who was fighting nearby, said with a smile:

"I originally wanted to play with you guys a little longer, but I didn't expect you bandit leaders to be so extraordinary, unleashing such powerful abilities. It seems I'll have to use something."

As he spoke, he pulled a shimmering silver rope from his belt, channeled his inner energy into it, and with a flick of his wrist, sent it flying.

"not good."

Zhao Baichuan glanced at it, his expression changed, he cried out in alarm, and turned to flee in the direction of the chief.

The leader of Black Wind Stronghold reacted even faster. Without saying a word, his internal energy surged, and he turned and flew away. Chen Longhai followed closely behind and chased after him.

"Spirit Binding Rope!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Master Zhang's eyes, revealing a look of shock.

The Spirit Binding Rope is a weapon specifically designed to deal with Qi Refining cultivators.

Once thrown at the target, it can bind the Qi Refining cultivator in an instant, reducing the cultivator's spiritual energy by half and affecting the speed at which the cultivator releases spells. So even if the spell is released, its power will be greatly reduced.

This thing is an excellent auxiliary weapon.

None of the leaders of Black Wind Stronghold expected that Liu Donglai would have a spirit-binding rope on him.

"Prepare to die!"

In an instant, Song Chunqiu flashed to the side of Zhao Baichuan, who had just taken a step forward, and struck out with a palm.

At the same time, Zhang Shuhu moved swiftly, blocking Zhao Baichuan's escape route.

"Brother Zhang, if we don't take action soon, our Black Wind Stronghold will be finished."

Zhao Baichuan shouted, dodging Song Chunqiu's palm strike, and rushed towards the direction Zhang Shuhu was blocking.

At this moment, he knew clearly that once he was intercepted by Zhang Shuhu and entangled with Song Chunqiu, it would be difficult for him to escape. Therefore, he first dodged Song Chunqiu's attack and rushed directly towards Zhang Shuhu, where there was still a sliver of a chance to escape.

"They dodged pretty quickly, but it was of no use."

Song Chunqiu said coldly, and his already fast speed suddenly increased even more as he grabbed Zhao Baichuan's flying hair.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Baichuan felt his body stiffen and be pulled by a tremendous force. He originally wanted to unleash the immortal technique within his body, but the Spirit Binding Rope suddenly wrapped around one of his arms, and the spiritual energy within his body immediately decreased.

Then, he felt a terrifying force from a hand on his back.

"ah!"

Zhao Baichuan screamed as a hand, as black as a steel knife, slammed into his back, piercing through his body.

Heart shattered.

Song Chunqiu killed Zhao Baichuan with a single palm strike, then turned and took a step forward, charging towards Zhang Xianshi like a wild horse.

The leader of Black Wind Stronghold was too clever and escaped first. Fortunately, Chen Longhai, the leader of the Green Peak Gang branch, followed closely behind and chased after him all the way.

Zhao Baichuan's shout just now made it very clear that Master Zhang is an important figure in Black Wind Stronghold.

"Brother Zhao!"

Master Zhang shouted and waved his hand, sending the small, bright sword that Chen Longhai had knocked away flying back at him.

He originally wanted to save Zhao Baichuan, but the moment the spirit-binding rope appeared, it shot towards him, causing him to quickly turn around and dodge. He then saw Song Chunqiu rushing towards him at high speed.

Therefore, he had no choice but to deal with the situation at hand. He gently patted his waist, and a red bronze bell appeared in his hand.

This bronze bell is a beast-shaped vase!

This Beast Gathering Bottle is somewhat different from Lin Xiaofei's Beast Gathering Bottle. It is a size larger and contains many powerful, cold beasts and cold energy.

With a gentle shake, the Beast Gathering Bottle released a host of different kinds of strange beasts, which charged toward the several Inner Qi Realm and Third-rate experts who were besieging him.

At the same time, an extremely concentrated chilling aura suddenly surged out and spread rapidly in all directions, instantly lowering the surrounding temperature. Then, a dense fog appeared, enveloping the area in front.

“Master Zhang, although you also have magical abilities, don’t forget that I also know magic.”

Ning Sanwan gave a cold laugh and quickly gestured with his hands. A small, pale yellow flame gradually appeared in his hands, containing an astonishing spiritual pressure.

An incredibly powerful spell!

This spell exudes an astonishing spiritual pressure; once unleashed, it will unleash a terrifying power.

In an instant, Ning Sanwan waved the spell he had created in his hand.

A flame shot into the sky, instantly radiating an astonishing aura in the void. The rolling flames, like boiling magma, emitted a fiery aura that made one's heart tremble.

Triple Bear Fire Technique!

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

The blazing flames scattered and cracked, like a rain of fire falling from the sky.

In an instant, the countless strange beasts that rushed up were burned and roared repeatedly. The beasts with weaker skin and flesh were instantly burned into charcoal.

Some of the powerful, cold beasts could not withstand the bombardment of the scorching flames for long and were quickly burned by the fire.

Some of the falling flames rushed towards Master Zhang.

Master Zhang's expression changed instantly. His spiritual energy surged into the Beast Gathering Bottle, releasing more icy beasts and a large amount of icy energy. Dense fog rose up, enveloping the village.

Without the slightest hesitation, Master Zhang leaped forward and rushed towards the gate of the village.

He was incredibly fast; with each step, he covered a distance of over twenty meters.

Suddenly, he saw a figure he hated near the village gate.