A fireball fell from the top of the valley wall, hurtling towards Lin Xiaofei. He swung his longsword, shattering the flying fireball made of vines.
Then, Liu Donglai led a group of martial artists, along with martial artists from the Song family, disciples of the Qingfeng Gang, and other martial artists from various factions, all rushing to the bottom of the valley wall and quickly climbing upwards.
More than two thousand martial artists, like nimble monkeys, rushed to the bottom of the valley wall and quickly climbed to the top.
One by one, they brandished their weapons, the flashes of blades and swords constantly intertwined, and soon they were engaged in battle with a group of mountain bandits.
After taking a look, Lin Xiaofei quickly followed behind the group and charged towards the mountain stronghold at the top of the valley's stone wall.
Just as they rushed to the gate of the mountain stronghold, they saw a group of bandits wielding long knives and hacking at them.
Without hesitation, Lin Xiaofei stepped forward. With a flash of sword light, the sword shadows stretched endlessly. His swordsmanship was extremely fast. With one sword, he slit the throats of the three mountain bandits who rushed up. Blood splattered, and they fell to the ground dead.
This time, Black Wind Stronghold summoned all the bandits from the territory it controlled back to the stronghold, bringing together the bandits and concentrating their strength into a powerful force.
The bandits of Black Wind Village and the group of people rallied by Zhang Shuhu clashed in a fierce battle.
In a short while, Ding Baiyu, the third leader of Black Wind Stronghold, wielded a knife in one hand and leaped about, killing many people with his swift movements.
Zhao Baichuan, the second leader of Black Wind Stronghold, possessed incredibly fierce swordsmanship; with a flash of his blade, a head would inevitably fly into the sky.
The leader of Black Wind Stronghold also rushed out of the stronghold.
He wore a long black robe and a ghost mask. Through the mask, his eyes, sharp as an eagle's, shone through. He wielded a long spear with the grace of a dragon emerging from the sea, and anyone who approached him was pierced through the chest with a single thrust.
Immediately afterwards, a large number of bandits rushed out of the village. Several of them were exceptionally strong, and with a swift and fierce swing of their long swords, they quickly killed several ordinary peak martial artists.
"We've seen those bandits before, but they didn't seem that strong, did they?"
Two or three people shouted it out together.
Immediately, some of the martial artists who were fighting were startled. They all glanced at the group and realized that these people were the bandit leaders who often intercepted passersby on the official road.
They remembered that these bandit leaders were at most at the peak of the entry-level realm, but after fighting them, they found that the power of their swordsmanship far exceeded that of peak entry-level martial artists. It seemed that these bandits had broken through their own realm.
"Seven years ago, I vaguely heard that Black Wind Stronghold had planted a patch of herbs on the back mountain. One of the herbs had amazing medicinal power. Once consumed by a peak-level martial artist, it could help them cultivate internal energy and thus enter the internal energy realm."
Several martial artists were talking as they fought.
Upon hearing this, some peak-level martial artists, such as Tan Xiaofan, Guo Tianheng, and Qin Xing, were immediately startled, and a hint of excitement appeared on their faces.
They knew that these bandit leaders were already top-tier martial artists ten years ago, but due to the limitations of their cultivation techniques, they had not yet entered the Inner Qi Realm. Now, all of these bandit leaders had entered the Inner Qi Realm, and the flash of their blades carried a trace of Inner Qi impact.
Moreover, the emergence of five or six internal energy masters from Black Wind Stronghold reminded many people of something, leading them to conclude that some extraordinary medicinal herbs must have been cultivated in the back mountain of Black Wind Stronghold, enabling these bandit leaders to break through their cultivation levels.
Although these bandits had entered the Inner Qi Realm, they had only just entered it, their strength was not yet stable, and their swordsmanship was mediocre. Compared with the Inner Qi martial artists brought by Zhang Shuhu and others, they were not even on the same level.
"You think you can kill me? Dream on."
Today is the day you descend to the Yellow Springs to atone for your sins to my elder brother.
Zhang Shuhu took a step forward, swung his longsword, and slashed fiercely at the longsword rushing towards him, knocking Ding Baiyu back more than ten steps. He then turned and charged towards the bandits rushing towards him from the other side.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Huanshan rushed forward and started fighting with Ding Baiyu.
At this moment, Liu Donglai and Song Chunqiu joined forces and directly attacked Zhao Baichuan, the second leader of Black Wind Stronghold.
Chen Longhai and Zhang Xianshi charged directly at the leader of Black Wind Stronghold.
The experts from both sides, both at the Inner Qi Realm or above, clashed, their swords flashing and their inner Qi bursting forth. Powerful waves of energy surged forth, scattering like small whirlwinds, instantly killing any bandits who got close.
The two sides fought fiercely, with bandits falling to the ground and dying one after another. Lin Xiaofei was also very excited about the killing.
"Nearly four hundred bandits have died, and we've killed almost half of them. I estimate the battle will be over soon. I need to find a way to go to the back mountain and dig up all the medicinal herbs planted in Black Wind Village."
As Lin Xiaofei killed the bandits, he thought to himself.
One after another, many bandits charged in, which he killed casually. He glanced around and was startled, his eyes narrowing.
Suddenly, countless cherry-sized, gray particles appeared in the distant sky, and in an instant, they quickly formed a huge stone sword that looked as if it had been carved.
Spell, Dust Spell!
At this moment, Master Zhang's hands were moving rapidly, condensing a spell.
Lin Xiaofei was startled and immediately became vigilant, wondering what Master Zhang was up to.
Suddenly, the huge stone sword rushed towards the leader of Black Wind Stronghold with lightning speed.
The bandit leader glanced at the flying boulder sword, then swung his spear wildly, thrusting it towards the incoming boulder sword.
boom!
In an instant, the giant stone sword was pierced by the spear, and fragments of stone flew everywhere. Some of the flying fragments flew towards his eyes, and he quickly raised his hand to block them and turned to the side.
"kill!"
With a flash of insight, Chen Longhai saw the bandit leader reveal a weakness. He unleashed a burst of internal energy, swung his longsword, and unleashed a terrifying wave of energy from the blade.
when!
He slashed the Black Wind Stronghold's leader hard across the abdomen.
However, it seemed that there was an extremely hard object hidden in the opponent's abdomen, which meant that his strike, which was as terrifying as that of a third-rate master, failed to shatter that hard object.
Startled, Chen Longhai swiftly executed a flying horizontal sweeping kick, slamming it into the bandit leader's abdomen. Using the momentum, he flipped backward.
"He was actually wearing protective armor."
Qian Ming, standing to the side, exclaimed in surprise.
"No matter how thick his armor is, kill him!"
Although Chen Longhai was slightly surprised, after exchanging blows, he found that his opponent's strength was comparable to his own, both being third-rate experts, which eased his initial unease.
For him, as long as he knows the approximate strength of his opponent, he knows how to deal with it; otherwise, even as a third-rate expert, he would feel uneasy if he didn't know the extent of the opponent's strength.
Lin Xiaofei, who was slaying the bandits, kept glancing sideways at Zhang Xianshi, but was completely bewildered by the other party's spell.
Could the other party not be from Black Wind Stronghold?
He quickly realized that the spell released by Master Zhang was somewhat weak, clearly indicating that he was holding back. Only cultivators could perceive the power of such a spell; other martial artists had no idea how powerful it was.
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