Mu Yun sneered, "You're quite knowledgeable. That's right, it's a battle skill!"
The middle-aged man sucked in a deep breath as a sliver of greed immediately appeared in his gaze towards Mu Yun. Battle skills were extremely valuable on the Tian Yuan Continent. It was extremely difficult for regular fighters to obtain a battle skill unless they were the descendants of large clans that had been passed down for several decades or even several centuries or the renowned experts of the continent. Although there were a few people who managed to obtain a battle skill through pure luck, it was extremely rare for something like that to happen on the Tian Yuan Continent. Without great fortune and great luck, it was basically impossible for them to obtain a battle skill.
Although the middle-aged man was already a mid Saint Master and could be regarded as quite a powerful expert among the bandits, he still had not grasped a single battle skill. He had been drooling over battle skills for a very long time now, but unfortunately, he did not have the right to obtain one with his strength and status.
The middle-aged man slightly moved his right hand and felt the burning pain from it. He could not help but feel no anger inside. Instead, he became excited. With his knowledge, he could tell with a single glance that Mu Yun's battle skill was quite powerful. Even though the battle skill was of the fire attribute, it was not necessarily suitable for wind-attributed Saint Force.
He had used it, but this did not stop the middle-aged man from being eager to obtain the battle skill. This was because battle skills were just too valuable on the Tian Yuan Continent. The more powerful a battle skill was, the more expensive it would be.
"Haha, it looks like even the heavens are looking out for me today. Kid, I'll be taking everything from you," the middle-aged man laughed out loud. The middle-aged man laughed aloud. His voice was filled with indescribable excitement. It was as if Jian Chen's secret technique and Mu Yun's battle skill were already in his grasp.
"How arrogant! You overestimate yourself. " Mu Yun sneered and struck out first. The huge, fiery-red sword in his hand pierced through the pitch-black night sky with roaring flames, stabbing toward the middle-aged man's chest. As the sword swung over, a faint, vague pressure radiated from the sword, filling the surroundings. However, the pressure was extremely faint, so faint that it was almost undetectable.
However, to Jianchen who was already extremely powerful as a 'god', the faint pressure was still clearly sensed by him. When he sensed the source of the pressure, the surprise in his eyes became even heavier.
The middle-aged man sneered as he watched the sword approach him with a powerful presence. He said, "Kid, you may be skilled in battle skills, but you're still a little too weak." As soon as his voice fell, just as the fiery red greatsword was about to touch the clothes on the middle-aged man's chest, the middle-aged man's figure suddenly disappeared like a ghost, causing Mu Yun's greatsword to miss.
Seeing the middle-aged man disappear before his eyes, Mu Yun's face sank slightly. However, at this moment, an ear-piercing shriek came from behind. Without thinking, Mu Yun's huge sword immediately turned into three fire serpents and swung backward. In midair, the three fire serpents strangely fused into one, forming a fire serpent that was twice as large as the first one.
Clang!
With the sound of metal clashing, a large amount of sparks flew out from where the two of them clashed, directly submerging their bodies. Afterwards, a ring of fiery red ripples spread out from where the two of them clashed, rapidly expanding to a radius of over ten meters. When the fiery red ripples swept past Jian Chen's body, the heat that still hadn't dissipated from the flames burned Jian Chen's coarse clothes black. If it weren't for the fact that Jian Chen's clothes were covered in blood, keeping them slightly moist, his clothes would probably have been set ablaze already.
Mu Yun and the middle-aged man retreated from the flames in a rather messy manner. The two of them seemed to be in a rather horrible shape. Mu Yun's neatly tied hair had become extremely messy while his face was pale. The fire-red sword in his right hand had become dim as well.
On the other hand, the middle-aged man was wrapped in powerful wind-attributed Saint Force. Quite a few places on his clean clothes had become black spots from the flames. Only half of his sleeves remained.
Due to the use of battle skills, the disturbance created by Mu Yun and the middle-aged man's battle was much greater than Jianchen's. The large swathe of sparks immediately attracted quite a few mercenaries. Immediately, the mercenaries and bandits who were still fighting glanced in the direction of the battle. When they saw the large swathe of sparks, a few of the more knowledgeable mercenaries could not help but cry out.
"Those are actually tangible flames. It's impossible to create tangible flames without reaching Earth Saint Master. T- that's a battle skill!"
"A battle skill! It's actually a battle skill! "
"There's actually someone who knows a battle skill!"
Whether it was the mercenaries or the bandits, all of them cried out when they recognized Mu Yun's battle skill. Their gazes were filled with shock and disbelief. After all, battle skills were just far too rare and expensive on the Tian Yuan Continent. A few weaker mercenaries would probably never be able to see a battle skill in action in their entire lives.
After their surprise, greed flickered in the eyes of most of the mercenaries and bandits. On the Tian Yuan Continent, Battle Skills were the things that every fighter coveted and desired the most. Their desire for Battle Skills far exceeded the desire for cultivation techniques. This was because Battle Skills could allow one to unleash attacks that were several times, or even ten times more powerful than one's own strength. On the Tian Yuan Continent, where strength was everything and where slaughter was everywhere, possessing a Battle Skill would give one an additional layer of protection.
Jianchen could not help but frown when he saw the greed in the eyes of the mercenaries and bandits. A man's wealth was his own ruin. He understood this principle better than anyone else. Mu Yun possessing a battle skill had completely exceeded his expectations. Now that Mu Yun's battle skill had been exposed before so many mercenaries, it would definitely bring him endless trouble with how precious battle skills were on the Tian Yuan Continent. It was even possible for him to lose his life because of it. After all, Mu Yun was still far too weak right now.
Jianchen could not help but worry for Mu Yun's future. Although he had not known Mu Yun for very long and could only be regarded as strangers who had met by chance, Jianchen understood that Mu Yun had become embroiled in the battle with the middle-aged man in order to save him, thus exposing his battle skill.
The middle-aged man stared at Mu Yun with a burning gaze and said with a deep voice, "What a powerful battle skill. You can actually block my full-powered strike as a Great Saint!" When he spoke up to here, the middle-aged man's voice paused for a moment. Then, the corners of his lips revealed a hint of a sneer, saying, "Even though you can temporarily display the power of a Sacred Expert through combat skills, this isn't your own strength in the end. I want to see how long you can last." With that, the middle-aged man raised his glaive high into the air. Just when he was about to attack Mu Yun again, several powerful presences suddenly appeared in the distance.
The middle-aged man beamed with joy when he sensed the powerful presences that had suddenly appeared. In his opinion, the experts on his side had already killed the experts of the mercenary group and had come to reinforce them.
At the end of the darkness in the distance, several black figures were running towards them at an extremely fast speed. In just a breath's time, the faces of the black figures appeared in everyone's line of sight. When they saw the faces of those figures, all the mercenaries immediately cheered loudly.
"It's the captain! The captain and the others have returned!"
"Captain Lang Tian! Captain Lang Tian has returned victorious!"
"It's Captain Xiahou! They killed the experts of the Boundless Bandits."
There were a total of five people who had returned. Every one of them had wounds of various sizes on their bodies. With the help of the flickering flames not far away, one could vaguely see that their clothes were stained with blood. There were also several corpses on their shoulders.
The middle-aged man and the bandits who were still fighting with the mercenaries immediately turned grim when they heard the thunderous cheers of the mercenaries. Then, the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head and stared at Captain Xiahou and the others who had returned. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
"You, you, how did you all come back alive?" The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva with difficulty and said in disbelief. When he saw this scene, the middle-aged man knew that the experts in his camp had most likely met with misfortune. Otherwise, the ones who returned would not be the mercenaries, but the experts in his camp.
The middle-aged man's words attracted the attention of the five mercenaries who had returned. Then, the five of them slowly put down the corpses on their shoulders and looked at the middle-aged man with murderous eyes.
Sensing the strong murderous intent from the five of them, the middle-aged man was shocked. Without hesitation, he immediately shouted, "The situation is not good. Everyone, retreat!" Before he could finish speaking, the middle-aged man put away his glaive and retreated as fast as he could in a flash of light green light. Although the five experts who had returned were quite injured, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Moreover, there were five of them. The middle-aged man had no confidence in winning against them.
As soon as the middle-aged man moved, two of the five experts who had just returned immediately chased after him.
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the bandits who were still struggling to hold on immediately abandoned their opponents and fled in all directions as if they had been granted amnesty.
"Kill! Leave no one alive! "
As one of them ordered, the remaining mercenaries immediately strode forward and chased after the remaining members of the Boundless Bandits with all their might. These mercenaries hated the Boundless Bandits to the core. How could they let them leave so easily?
Not only had the experts in their camp been defeated by the mercenaries, but even the middle-aged man, who was the only one who could speak, had fled. At this moment, the members of the Boundless Bandit Group had lost their will to fight. They only cared about escaping, and they didn't even have the courage to fight anymore. On the other hand, the mercenaries' morale had soared after seeing their leaders and experts defeat the experts of the Boundless Bandit Group. Even those who were originally exhausted suddenly had an inexhaustible supply of energy as they pursued the fleeing bandits with all their might.
Shouts and screams filled the night, but they soon quieted down. Under the leadership of the three experts, more than half of the remaining bandits were killed by the mercenaries. Only a few of them managed to escape.
"We won! We won! "
"We defeated the Boundless Bandits!"
"We defeated the Boundless Bandits!"
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