"boom--"

A deafening roar suddenly came from the distant camp, the sound like thunder from the heavens, instantly shattering the silence of the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, a series of even more violent roars rose and fell, as if the entire earth was trembling.

At the same time, extremely shrill screams continued to reach people's ears, sending chills down their spines.

It is conceivable that the battle had now reached a fever pitch, and its ferocity was extraordinary.

However, amidst the chaos and clamor, the black-robed figure in the nearby woods remained motionless, like a silent statue.

He stood silently in the darkness, his eyes, hidden in the shadow of his black robe, fixed on the distant battlefield, which was glowing red in the firelight, seemingly indifferent to everything happening around him.

"Elder, look! They are both severely injured. Now is the perfect time for us to make our move! But how long should we wait before we act?"

Finally, the leader in the black robe could no longer contain his anxiety and spoke first to the black-robed elder beside him.

The black-robed elder at the head of the group narrowed his eyes slightly and looked towards the chaotic battlefield in the distance.

After observing for a while, he slowly nodded and said in a deep voice, "Yes, it is indeed as you said. If we don't act now, when will we?"

Both sides are exhausted, their fighting strength almost completely depleted. You can now move in and annihilate them in one fell swoop. Remember, do not underestimate them!

After receiving the elder's permission, a hint of excitement flashed in the eyes of the black-robed leader who had asked the question. He then whispered, "Brothers, follow me and charge forward!"

Before he finished speaking, he transformed into a black shadow and led more than ten figures dressed in black robes behind him at lightning speed toward the distant camp.

Surprisingly, among this group of men in black robes, there were four or five experts whose strength reached the seventh rank of martial arts.

They moved nimbly and lightly, like ghosts darting through the night, and in the blink of an eye, they were close to their target.

"Swish swish——"

With a sharp, piercing sound, a group of mysterious figures dressed in black robes, their figures as elusive as ghosts, sped towards the camp at an astonishing speed, taking advantage of the fierce battle raging within the camp.

These men in black robes moved with extraordinary speed and secrecy, but their every move did not escape Chen Feng's keen eyes.

Chen Feng, who had been on high alert, had already noticed something amiss the moment the group of men in black robes made their move.

However, he did not immediately issue a warning, but waited calmly, as if observing the other party's movements and intentions.

Time ticked by, and when the group of men in black robes finally reached a point about 500 meters from the camp, Chen Feng suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Everyone be careful! A third-party force is coming this way!"

His roar exploded in the air like thunder, instantly spreading throughout the entire camp.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the midst of the fierce battle was startled and stopped what they were doing, looking in the direction from which the sound came.

The shout not only instantly alerted their own warriors, but also startled the masked black-clad warriors, who hurriedly withdrew from the intense battle.

In an instant, the clash of swords and the shouts of battle ceased. As if drawn by an invisible force, the warriors from both sides quickly converged towards their respective camps.

They stared intently ahead, their expressions tense, as a group of mysterious figures dressed in black robes rushed toward them at breakneck speed.

These black-robed figures were agile and incredibly fast, arriving in the blink of an eye. They wielded either longswords or short knives, exuding a chilling aura.

"Kill them all, leave no one alive!" With this roar, the black-robed man rushed to the edge of the camp like a ghost.

The leader in black robes opened his eyes wide, flashing a chilling light. He roared again and charged straight towards Chen Feng's location like an arrow released from a bow.

At the same time, the other men in black robes were equally fierce, launching a brutal attack on the nearby crowd like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

Whether they were members of the White Cloud Hunting Group or those mysterious masked men in black, they all became the targets of their merciless slaughter.

These men in black robes moved swiftly and ruthlessly, their weapons whistling through the air and creating gusts of sharp wind that sent chills down one's spine.

Zhang Baiyun suddenly shouted, "Everyone be careful! Prepare for battle!"

The sound exploded in the air like thunder, instantly spreading throughout the entire battlefield and invigorating the previously somewhat panicked warriors of the White Cloud Hunting Group.

They gripped their weapons tightly, watching the black-robed crowd surge forward like a tidal wave.

Meanwhile, the group of men in black led by Liu Heitu remained unusually silent.

They remained silent, yet moved with lightning speed, their figures like ghosts as they pounced upon the charging black-robed figures.

Amidst the flashing blades and the resounding battle cries, a thrilling life-or-death struggle unfolded.

"Buzz—"

A group of men in black robes moved like ghosts, rushing into the camp at an incredible speed.

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