Almost the instant the three of them turned their heads, they saw a condensed and incomparably powerful sword aura, with a shimmering, fluorescent glow, shooting out from a tree in the distance.

Upon seeing this, the masked man's eyes narrowed.

"Flying Immortal Sword Intent? Ye Gucheng?"

But the next second, the sword aura phantom that shot out from the space made the masked man's eyes change drastically. It rushed directly towards the black-clad masked man on the ground.

Damn it!

Upon realizing this, the masked man was startled and prepared to move as soon as his true energy circulated, clearly intending to stop him.

However, just as the masked man's body flashed, two whooshing sounds came from behind him almost one after the other.

However, Dongfang Bubai and Shuimu Yinji realized the masked man's intentions and acted together.

In battle, who would dare to brazenly expose their back to the enemy?

Sensing the attacks from Jellyfish Yin Ji and Dongfang Bubai behind him, the masked man cursed inwardly again, but had no choice but to hastily turn around to deal with them.

Because of this delay, the sword aura phantom that had previously streaked through the air and rushed towards the masked man in black had now reached his side.

Just as it was about to touch the masked man in black, the sword energy suddenly twisted, bends in the air like a serpent, and lands directly on the masked man's brow, piercing through it and leaving a tiny hole.

Then, internal energy and sword intent rushed into the black-clad, masked man's mind and stirred wildly.

In an instant, the black-clad masked man's body trembled violently a few times, and tears of blood quickly spilled from the corners of his eyes.

In contrast, the masked man in black, after trembling a few times, completely stiffened.

After the black-clad masked man's body stiffened, two more sword qi phantoms shot out from the tree and landed on the black-clad masked man's chest and dantian respectively.

Once he was certain that the masked man in black was dead, Chu Qinghe nodded in satisfaction and lowered his hand.

Looking at the black-clad, masked man who was now completely dead, Qu Feiyan asked in a low voice, "Young Master, what happened to this guy?"

Chu Qinghe said calmly, "I don't know."

Faced with Chu Qinghe's response, Qu Feiyan was stunned and asked, "Then why did you kill him?"

Chu Qinghe glanced at Qu Feiyan and said irritably, "That's why we acted immediately. Did we have to wait until he was safe and sound before we made a move?"

Hearing what Chu Qinghe said, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao, who were standing to the side, both pursed their lips and gave Chu Qinghe a strange look.

Normally, people are naturally curious.

Not to mention the strange change in the black-clad, masked man from earlier.

But Chu Qinghe is doing well.

They took action the moment they noticed the anomaly.

Chu Qinghe paid no attention to the looks in the eyes of the two little girls.

Although Chu Qinghe was also curious about the dramatic change in the skin of the masked man in black.

Rather than allowing the situation to become more uncontrollable, Chu Qinghe decisively chose to strike first.

Who knows if things will go wrong?

Anyway, the body is still here; we can study it later.

Then, I looked up and gazed at the field.

But just like before, all that could be seen was the sound, not the people.

Seeing this, Chu Qinghe opened the folding fan in his hand, and after lightly tapping the handle with his fingers, he fanned the fan in the direction from which the sound came.

At the same time, with the rapid circulation of internal energy, gusts of energy surged and swept through the air, creating gusts of wind.

On the open ground seven zhang away from Chu Qinghe and the other two, amidst the splashing energy, Dongfang Bubai and Shuimu Yinji seemed to be cooperating even more seamlessly.

The attack from the left and right sides surprisingly had a more rounded feel to it.

However, with this shift in power, the masked man's feeling was not so good.

Even with his true energy circulating at its fastest speed, and his fists leaving afterimages as he threw them, the masked man was still forced to retreat continuously in the face of the overwhelming and relentless attacks from Dongfang Bubai and Shuimu Yinji, which were like ocean waves.

A few dozen breaths later, just as Jellyfish Yin Ji paused slightly and Dongfang Bubai lunged forward to strike the masked man with his palm, feeling the strong wind rushing toward his face, the masked man let out another low shout and slammed his fist toward Dongfang Bubai's palm once more.

However, just as the fist and palm were about to collide in mid-air, the masked man's internal energy suddenly stagnated, and a sharp pain instantly appeared.

With this sudden change, the masked man's fist, which was originally aimed at Dongfang Bubai, paused for a moment.

In that instant, Dongfang Bubai's palm had already grazed past the masked man's fist and then slammed down on the iron mask.

The surging and condensed true energy and powerful force caused the masked man's body to fly backward, tracing an arc in the air before landing on the ground.

Fresh blood quickly slid down both sides of his cheeks, and he gradually stopped breathing.

After Dongfang Bubai finished off the masked man with all his might, the expression on Dongfang Bubai's face softened slightly.

Then he turned his head to look to the side.

However, it was discovered that the people from the Hundred Swords Gang, the Fierce Fist Sect, and the Liyang Gang who were originally in front of the Hengshan Sect had already been wiped out by the Sun Moon Divine Sect.

Upon seeing this, Dongfang Bubai glanced at his right hand.

When he pulled open his sleeves, he saw that the blackness that had been condensed on his palms had now spread across his hands.

After a slight frown, Dongfang Bubai flashed and appeared directly on the tree where Chu Qinghe was.

At the same time, Yin Ji, the water mother who had previously helped Dongfang Bubai as Chu Qinghe had said, also flashed back to Chu Qinghe's side.

His gaze fell upon Chu Qinghe, who had a smile on his lips and a lazy yet gentle demeanor.

Almost the instant his gaze fell upon Chu Qinghe, only gentleness remained in Dongfang Bubai's eyes.

I'm rushing to catch the train after the New Year, so today's update will probably only be 10,000 words! There will be another chapter around 8 PM tonight, and another 15,000 words tomorrow!

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